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sleepyangelkami · 2 months
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NSF//W ALPHABET (vi)
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a/n: you guys should go read ellie's version!!
pairing: vi(arcane) x fem!reader
warnings: smut, nsf//w themes, much much more but unfortunately i will not be typing them all out because this entire post is around sexual themes, read at your own risk ! intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 💞
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AFTERCARE, what they're like after sex vi likes to be a little rough, this is no secret to you or her. but she makes sure to change that as soon as it's over. she'll take the harness off her hips, discarding it before crawling back up to you, placing kisses on your cheek and shoulder. "you okay?" always wanting to know what's going on inside you're head. "was it okay? too rough? no?" of course she likes it rough, so do you, neither of you would have it any other way but she also wants to make sure that you can communicate your limits, even through your fucked out glossy lips. "good girl, that feel better?" she'll already be rubbing cream on the little bruises, whether it was on your hips or across your ass. she doesn't care where it hurts, all she cares is to make it better. "my pretty girl, did so well." she'll make sure to murmur as she cleans your bottom half with a cloth, trying to ignore your broken whimpers as she coos, attempting to shush you. you'll both sleep naked, skin to skin with your arms woven around her neck, hers around your waist and holding you close. 
BODY PART, her favourite body part of hers and also yours it's no secret that you're obsessed with her arms, it made her a little obsessed with them too. she loves her biseps, the way they flex and most importantly, the way you stare at them, all wet-mouthed when they do. she also loves the strength in her arm to keep you pinned against the bed, stopping you from writhing under her or the way they sit at either side of your head, watching you get wide eyed at feeling a little trapped yet awfully flustered. she loves how much you love them. she adores all of you, truly every inch of your body but she'd be lying if she said she didn't love those thighs impossibly more. she loves grabbing at them, pushing your little skirts and dresses up to reveal the skin that she can push and pinch at. she adores nothing more than being inside you, head thrown back yet still, her hands are on those precious thighs, kneading and playing with the plush skin. they're like two stressballs in her hands and you can't help but writhe against her as she does so.
CUM, anything to do with cum really vi can squirt pretty easily, it just comes naturally to her. but what she loves even more than squirting is making you squirt. when you'd looked away, all shy and embarrassed after telling her you'd never been able to squirt before, she just had to take it on as a challenge. and when she was fingering you, pumping her fingers in and out as her mouth sucked on your clit, she couldn't help but grin at the spurts coming from your cunt. "atta girl." she'd coo, pulling her mouth away and pressing a slap to your pussy. "that's it, good girl." all proud of herself for being able to achieve the said impossible.
DIRTY SECRET, (a dirty secret of hers) vi wouldn't call herself a criminal. sure, she spent her fair share inside stillwater though she thought those circumstances were sort of unnecessary. she thought once she got out, she'd left her thief days behind her. not that she'd call it stealing, she always said she was just doing what she needed to survive. but if that were true, your white cotton panties wouldn't be hidden in her drawer or your lacy pink ones wouldn't be sitting in her back pocket. she was so discrete about it, waiting until you'd turned away or even walked away for a second before slipping them between her fingers and into the back of her pants, right in the pocket. she was good at being sly about it, after all, she'd had practice. you'd come back, looking through your laundry basket or the folded clothes on your bed, brows knit together all confused. "something wrong, cupcake?" she'd question, pretending not to be interested as her eyes studied the comic book that had been sitting on your bed or something or other. "jus' looking for something." you'd mumble distractedly, fishing through your clothes once more, you'd think you'd gone insane. but vi then turned her attention on you, feigning confusion. "what're you looking for?" she'd smirk at the way you'd flush then, turning away. "n-nothing."
EXPERIENCE, how experienced is she? does she know what she's doing? you know, most people think vi doesn't have much experience seeing as she was in prison for a couple years but i BEG TO DIFFER. you cannot tell me this girl wasn't getting around behind those bars. every lunch, every dinner, every time she got out, she was eyeing up someone knew. she didn't care whether they were desperate or played hard to get, she had no preferences when it came to that prison, not that she had a lot to work with anyway. but aside from that, she was pretty much open to just about anything. she didn't care who it was, if they were willing to give, she was willing to take. though, it was often in the most uncomfortable places in the world. in the janitors closet or some other remote area where she wouldn't get caught. times could get tough inside prison and sometimes all you needed was to blow off some steam and get that anger out which is exactly what she did. i think vi would be very experienced in that department which is why it was so different when it came to you. both in a soft bed, no pressure, no need for stress relief. it came calm to her, like she didn't have to rush unlike the people in the prison where if the quickie didn't hurry up, they'd be getting caught by enforcers. which is probably not what one would want to see as they... you know, finish?
FAVOURITE POSITION, self explanatory I think vi likes having you in missionary. there's something about her holding you close, one hand coming beneath your chin to force your head up. "look at me when you take it, 'kay baby?" her voice filled with little whimpers here and there because as much as she tried to stay strong, she couldn't help the way you made her feel. she wants you to keep eye contact all the time, forcing you to look at her whenever your eyes drift away or shut closed. when you're mumbling about being close and she can feel your cunt tightening around the strap, she can't help but grab your face roughly again. "look at me when you cum." it's not a suggestion nor question, it's an order.
GOOFY, is she humorous in the moment? does she make jokes? during sex, vi is usually serious. she's not serious in a scary way that would make you rigid but she doesn't often bring in goofiness to the situation either, unless, of course, you'd asked her to. she wouldn't mind if you'd asked her for something more lighthearted but when vi has sex, her usual instincts take over. she becomes a much more serious person, her entire mind switching to one thing, pleasuring you. the whole point was to make sure you felt good and the last thing she wanted to do was make you insecure in any way. with that being said, she might murmur a couple things with a humorous chuckle. "yeah? you like that cupcake?" when she does something slightly out of your guys' normality. but of course, she knows you like it by the way your back is arching and moans fall freely. but she can't help it but tease.
HAIR, how is she groomed? does the carpet match the drapes? i'd imagine that vi shaves pretty regularly. something about being in prison for so long and not exactly having the option to. now, she has a sense of freedom about it and seeing as she can have longer showers and such i can imagine that she'd be in there for over an hour, shaving too. it also probably makes her feel a little cleaner after being in the prison (not that it's dirty not to shave some people just find it makes them feel cleaner afterwards) but when it comes to you, she really doesn't care. she'd probably prefer you to be a little shaved but i don't think she'd care to the extreme that you'd have to be bald or anything like that. she'd just prefer you to trim, at least, otherwise, you're good! as long as it's not too much.
INTIMACY, how is she in the moment through romantic aspect? vi prefers it intimate. even if she's degrading you, perhaps she's praising you, either way, she's worshipping your body completely. being in the prison, she's had so much meaningless sex that this is so important for her, you're important to her. and having sex is one of the most vulnerable things you can do. she wants not only you to be comfortable but herself to be too. she's not big on 'fucking around and getting it over with' not anymore, at least. with you, she likes to take things slow, even if it's teasing. but don't get me wrong, you can still take things slow to a intimate level and still make sure you're covered in bruises and looking up at her with big watery eyes. she supposes it's just the aspect of caring. there's a difference between degrading some random girl in the janitors closet than degrading you, her beautiful cupcake, even if she's calling you a pathetic slut. even her praises are laced with love, strangely enough.
JACK OFF, anything to do with masturbation vi doesn't masturbate a whole bunch. she's done it many times before, of course, as everyone has but she's not the biggest fan of it. she prefers to feel someone else. before, when she was in the prison, she could have any girl she wanted at her fingertips so she didn't need to. but now that it's just you and her, she has you in her clutch almost always. but of course, as every relationship, there are times when you guys can't be together. and if she's horny then, she has no problem trailing her hand down her own pants, rubbing one out to the thought of you. even if you're not there, you're still the only thing plaguing her mind. she'll think of your whimpers and moans while trying to keep her own at bay. her head stuck in your pillow.
KINK, a kink of hers don't get me wrong, you're one hundred and ten percent vi's pillow princess, she just loves having her fingers burried inside you and her mouth on your weeping cunt. she's just not always sweet about it. vi will edge you until you can't take it anymore. she loves the way she feels you clamping around her fingers, mumbling all needily about how you're close, so so close and it's as if one more pump of her fingers could do it for you. but before you finish, her hand is leaving your body, slapping down on your pussy gently before kissing your shoulders. she loves the way you cry out for her, tears filling your eyes and she has no problem mocking you afterwards. "awh, baby, were you close?" and you'll nod, all sniffly. all you needed was the sweet relief she'd promised you beforehand and yet it was the only thing she wasn't sticking to. it felt good, definitely, amazing even but you just needed to reach the edge and she was denying you of that. "poor thing." she'll push her hand down again, pleasuring and pleasing you until you're seeing stars. and just as you're ready to cum once more, that familiar knot inside your stomach, her hands leave you again. "stop whining." she'll murmur, slapping your cunt again. "or else you won't cum at all."
LOCATION, where is her favourite place to do it vi prefers your bedroom. you have a big upcity house in piltover so the girl could live in your bed if she wanted. it was surely big enough. and with your massive house, walls so thick, she didn't have to worry about anyone hearing you both. there's a difference between you and the other girls she was with, she wanted to take her time with you, make sure you were as comfortable as she would so she could touch you in all the places that she wanted to. vi thought that being comfortable was important and for her, she didn't think she'd be so comfortable doing the things she wanted to you in a public bathroom or a friends house. she loves having you in your bed, the scent of you filling the room, everything was so unique and fit to your personality. she loves being surrounded by your sheets when you finish or having your music player in the corner of the room, one of your favourite songs a low murmur as you whimper and whine into her shoulder, trying to keep your noises down but as always, she didn't like that. "don't do that, wanna hear you." because you had the power to be as loud as you pleased seeing as you were home and comfortable.
MOTIVATION, what turns her on and gets her going vi isn't someone that would get mega turned on easily although it's seemingly always in the back of her head to try and turn you on. she's done it so much that she now does it subconsciously. she doesn't mean to talk to you in that tone at the worst possible moments but when she does, she can see it on your face what she's done. that is what gets her going. she loves when you suddenly get all flustered, a little bashful, especially in front of people. perhaps you're trying to talk to cait when she puts a hand around your waist, touching you a little too much for it to mean nothing. she loves seeing the way your cheeks heat up and you suddenly stumble on your words. she just loves putting you into your place, watching you get all subby and dumb for her so quickly. the way you'll look at her to finish your words for you, or stand a little closer, almost behind her. she loves the way you lean on her mentally, making it seem as though you were incapable of doing anything without the help of your vi. then, at least, everyone would be able to grasp the fact that you were off limits.
NO, something she wouldn't do, turn offs pick this as you please, there's no kink shaming on this blog ! 💞
ORAL, preference in giving or receiving, skill, ect vi's a giver. and she's good at what she does. she knows this, you know this, it appears as though everyone does. and this makes her awfully confident. she loves having her strong bisep holding down your hips as she licks you out, lapping you up like a dog without any shame. she loves the sound of squelching that you both unintentionally make and she relishes in it. she watches your back arch off the bed and smirks against you, her tongue embedding itself in your hole. however, if you did want to give, she wouldn't exactly have a problem with it. she'd have you lying on your back, looking up at her through your lashes as she sits herself on your face. "look so pretty under me." she'll murmur as she gets herself off on your face, her hips rolling as you did everything in your power to make her feel good, licking and lapping at her with your little kitten licks. she was so good to you, it was only fair that you gave her the same feeling back in return.
PACE, is she fast, slow, stamina, ect vi has stamina like you've never seen before. when she has her strap embedded deep inside you, it's like she can't stop. she's rough with her hands grasping your hips and thighs, squeezing the plush as she fucks herself into you over and over. vi loves edging as we know, but the night usually ends with overstimulation. and between both that and the roughness or her hands on your body, you're so fucked out and subby by the end of it that you're practically putty in her hands. vi can go many rounds all while holding her fast pace without so much of a stutter of her hips, she can withstand much more than you can with her high stamina so if you're willing to let her, she'll use you like her little toy for as long as she pleases once you're fucked out and crying into the mattress. 
QUICKIES, her opinion on them? how often? ect not the biggest fan. don't get me wrong, of course you turn vi on. sometimes, she's sitting in a restaurant with her legs folded over themselves, squeezing them together as she tries to stop thinking about it. she fails, of course. every little thing that you do, looking at her with your doe eyes, your bottom lip between your teeth, even your grabby hands at her biceps, you make her go crazy sometimes. but as badly as she wants to bend you over the bathroom counter and take you then and there, she won't. this way, she won't get to spend all her time using you, won't get to take her time when dragging your panties down your legs or edging then overstimulating you until you can't walk. but that doesn't mean she won't tease. and boy, does this girl love to tease. she'll put her hands all over your body, squeezing at your thigh or pushing them around your waist. she speaks to you in the very tone that has your face hot as rocks and whispers things in your ear. but she won't take you then and there. she'll wait, until she thinks the time is right. then, she'll make a steady exit with you in her arms, bringing you right on home. as soon as you reach home, she's making her move. and as you moan with your eyes rolled back as her hand reaches your puffy clit, she can't help but grin. "this what you wanted, hm? got you all pent up, huh? so mean." she'll mutter, ready to finally put you where she wants you.
RISK, is she game to experiment? does she take risks? usually, vi isn't one to take risks, she likes having you inside your big bedroom, everything so you as she fucks the stars out of your head. with that being said, you did still live with your parents. and sure, your walls were thick enough but sometimes, just sometimes, there may be a couple... complications. if vi is fucking you, she's not stopping. it's her rule. so, if your mother is at the door, twisting the knob and asking why your door is locked, you're trying to respond in the steadiest voice you can. "'m j-jus'- nngh- exercising, mom!" worst excuse ever but it's all you could come up with as her fingers are stuffed in your hole. "are you alright?" she'll ask hearing the noise you'd tried to keep at bay. you mentally cursed yourself. "think i-i hurt my leg, 'm fine!" she'd ask if you needed help to which you'd instant tell her no. with a strange expression, she'd walk away from your door. "such a peculiar child." or, if someone was calling you, you'd ignore it. vi though, she'd always answer her phone, no matter the situation. "yes?" her voice wil ring through the phone, despite the fact that her fingers are still pumping in and out of you at a steady pace. when the person at the other side of the phone would ask what the sound was at one of your particular whimpers, vi would smirk. "i got a dog." she'd almost laugh. "a dog?" they'd question, in confusion. "yeah, a cute little bitch." you though, were too fucked out to care.
STAMINA, how many rounds can she go for? how long does she last? like i said before, you'd never met someone with the stamina that vi had. it was truly unearthly, you thought it was slightly concerning, actually. vi threw you around like a rag dog, her big arms allowing her to do so as she fucked her strap into you, strings of curses and moans falling from her lips. it would get to the part of the night where you're just too fucked out to even say anything, babbling though you were sure they weren't even real words, the only thing you could say was one particularly short word, vi's name. it was exactly how vi wanted it, she wished for the only thing to be running through your head to be her and that pretty pink strap in your hole. vi can last long too, it's almost incredible how she can fuck at least two orgasms out of you before cumming herself. however, when she does eventually finish, she likes to make sure that you're right on the edge too so you can do it together, there's something so intimate about having her hands enveloping yours, both of you seeing nothing but white at the exact same time, your climax enveloping you.
TOYS, does she own toys? does she use them? nothing is better than coming home and having you either bouncing on her cock or laying down as she pumped it into you, getting rid of every nerve in her body. though, as much as vi adored her strap, she'd be lying if she said it were her favourite thing to use on you. vi own's a vibrator and boy does she put it to good use. she doesn't care how you take it but if that vibrator is on your clit, she's going insane. it's one of the ones with the big wand so she'll force your legs up, holding it down to your clit and cooing as your back arches. "awh, feels good, sweets?" and you'll barely be able to respond, so wrapped up in your own thoughts and pleasure as the wand vibrates against you, sending shocks through your entire body. or perhaps she's using it on you both. she's done it before where she's hovered over you, rubbing her clit against yours and just before she gets close, she decides to add a little more fun to the mix. she'll place the vibrator between you two, watching as your clit is vibrated against it, her own doing the same as she holds back her noises, her juices mixing with your own. her favourite thing about scissoring is how messy it gets so when she's given the option to put a vibrator between you two, knowing it'll only get impossibly messier, she can't not take the opportunity.
UNFAIR, how much does she like to tease? sometimes it seems as though vi knows you better than anyone else in the world, she likes to throw this around every now and then. like when your eyes flutter closed and your hole tightens against her fingers. she knows you so well, she knows that face and those strings of moans. "you close, baby?" she'll murmur against you and when you nod with a whimper, she'll take her fingers straight out of you, tongue coming down to lick the juices from it. you'll whine at the sudden loss of contact, feeling cold and empty without her long fingers to fill you up. but when she asks what's wrong, you simply can't speak, all nervous and hot. she loves this side of you and uses it to her advantage multiple times. she likes when you're shy, but she makes sure you know it won't slide with her. "what is it you want, sweetheart? gotta say it or else you won't get it." but when you're merely whining, her hand will come down to press a slap on the outer fat of your thigh. "you have words." she'll remind you while grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at her even through your glossy eyes. "use them." and when you do, you get your way as promised. as soon as you're babbling out the words about needing her fingers, her mouth, her strap, whatever it is you desire in that moment, she's pressing little kisses onto your skin. "see? wasn't so hard was it, pretty girl?"
VOLUME, how loud is she? what sounds does she make? whimpers. what? she can't help it. poor girl just wants to please you by slamming her 'cock' into your cunt over and over, repeatedly hitting exactly where you need it. but the way the base of the strap hits against her so good, she can't help the whimpers that fall from her mouth. "hmmph, cupcake, y'feel so good." she'll mumble, too fucked out to degrade you. that's when you know it's gotten her, when you know she's close. when she's too wrapped up in her own mind, dizzy and seeing stars. she's not able to get the words out to call you her filthy slut so instead, the words tumbling out of her mouth are like praises, sweet nothings even. and when she knows you're getting close too, her mouth is like a waterfall that simply refuses to stop. she'll utter and mumble things to keep herself grounded, trying to focus the attention on you and not her flaming cheeks. "so g-good f'me, angel, always so good- huuh~" trying to utter the words before being stopped with a gasp, one that shows she's just as close as you are. the spurting feeling follows soon after.
WILD CARD, random head cannon talking about herself in third person is something vi often does. whether she's alone, telling herself that everything will be fine she just has to fix it or she has you wrapped around her little finger, loving the sounds you make. your head will be looking down to her own face, sitting between your thighs, eyes trailing over the tattoo on her cheek. you'll be a whining mess, just wanting her to touch you so you can get your sweet release. her biceps will pin you down, holding you against the bed. "shh, baby, vi will make you feel good." talking about herself as if she isn't in her own body. though you have to be honest, she did hold that promise up as her head dipped further between your thighs, tongue flat against your clit and tasting you. or perhaps she has your face in the mattress, your ass up in the air as her strap fucks into you. you're whining as you squirt again and she just cant get enough of the juices flowing out of you. but you? you're mumbling and babbling incoherently about how you're making a mess. you'll be so worried about the juices falling all over your sheets and now it's getting so messy that you can't think of anything else. vi, though, to soothe your worries, merely fucks the strap so deep inside you that you can't think of anything other than her, soothing down the skin of your hips. "shh, sweetheart, vi'll clean up the mess either." reassuring you like the sweet girl she is.
X-RAY, what's going on underneath them clothes? a bright pink strap. she loves the strap as it goes with her outfits, and her hair and everything else belonging to you. she loves having you bounce on it, whining about how you can't take it anymore but vi won't let you get out that easily. she's telling you to keep going or if she can truly see the exhaustion in your eyes, her hands are finding way to your hips, bouncing you up and down so you don't have to do any of the work. the last thing she needs is her princess getting too tired before she can finish with her. you also go slightly feral over her boobs. perhaps she's laying on her side, your legs propped up with rope she's bound against your body and you're just writhing. she has the vibrator sat pretty against your puffy clit. you're whining and whimpering, not able to keep still and before you know it, your lips are on her boobs. she's trying to contain her sounds, trying to hold the vibrator upright while your tongue swirls around her nipples. you can't get enough, just needing your mouth on something and the way her boobs feel snug between your lips, your warm drool falling all over the milky skin. you just can't contain yourself as you feel yourself approaching yet another orgasm. but this time, vi's too focused on the way your lips feel against her boobs to have any power left in her to tell you not to come.
YEARNING, how high is her sex drive? sometimes, vi can't take the way you are around her. especially in public. the way you're grabbing at her or standing close yet a little behind her when interacting with other people. she just loves it so much that she's sure she could dick you down then and there. but, as said before, she lets the tension build up until you both break. but that doesn't mean she doesn't get horny quickly. my god, this girl cannot for the life of herself go through one day without feeling a wet splotch form in her boxers. then, she blames you. perhaps it was because you'd bent over once to pick something up or you had your hands behind your back and she'd imagined tying them that way. you'd always just stare up at her and ask her when she'd take accountability for merely being horny. she'd shrug her shoulders, telling you never. and you'd believe it.
ZZZ, how quickly does she fall asleep afterwards? vi just has unlimited energy, it seems. when you guys are finished, she wants to make sure that you know you're safe, at home, with her. the sheets will be slightly messy but oh well, that's a tomorrow problem. Her main goal is to make sure you're okay. she'll place the wet rag where you need it, washing you off with the energy that she still has. then, you finally find yourself in her arms, her skin hot against your skin but thankfully the cold sheets offer a little relief. vi will talk to you while she's still awake, about anything and everything. just because she knows you like falling asleep to the sound of her voice and god knows she has enough energy to keep talking. "really?" you'll babble, all tired as your eyes are screwed shut. she's telling you random facts and stories that you've probably already heard before. yet every time, you seemed more impressed. "really, baby." and she'll only stop talking when she asks if you're still listening and receives no response. she knows you're sleeping so she tries to stay as still as she can while playing with your hair strands between her fingers, smiling softly at how good you were for her. she still has energy so she'll lay awake for a while but she won't leave, fearing you'll wake up and she wont be there. she wants you to know that she will be there, always. 
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elsfairy · 7 months
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ᥫ᭡ HOLD ME WHEN IT GETS TOO MUCH ─ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓
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Violet hasn’t been able to trust herself with anyone since coming back from Stillwater. She kept to herself, and only spoke to people when she really needed to, but other than that, she avoided any type of friendship and form of romance that she could. Simply to protect her feelings, emotions, vulnerability, and trust.
When she arrived home, it was different. Of course, everything was going to be different, she’s missed out on so many things over the years from being confined in a small space to looking at the same 4 walls for such a long period of time. She didn’t have that strive in her to find the people who knew what she looked like, what she sounded like, or who loved her. She wanted to seal herself off, not let anyone in and know her, the real her again.
What was the point of trying so hard to build up that relationship with someone when people would either hate you for ‘leaving’ or for completely falling off the face of the earth?
How would she gain the trust of those who cared & loved her again?
No one tried to search for her when she left, so why should she search for that little part of the care that was still there before she was gone?
It was simple, really. She couldn’t.
Vi felt like she didn’t deserve that second chance, because she pretty much became a ghost. 
Until she spotted you the second she found herself cramming her way into the very crowded Last Drop.
To her, you were like a shining star. A star that couldn’t be brought down no matter how many rude customers you had to endure, or had to throw out. You were still fuckin’ smiling your way through your job. Had to break up a fight between two idiots arguing over something so pointless yet so big to them? She felt weak in the knees that you were still so polite and kind towards the two strangers. Wasn’t feeling the best? Vi envied how you pushed through without complaints. You were that light energy she didn’t even realize she was looking for until you had looked at her, waved her over and simply poured her a drink with a soft, gentle “on the house”
Simply & constantly believed that she didn’t think she deserved that second chance right?
You could see how.. disconnected she felt even though Zaun was is her home. Sure she would sit there and listen to you talk about what your day consisted of, and if anything exciting had happened but she wasn’t fully there. It was always like her body and brain weren’t even on the best terms because while she was there with you, it was like her soul had left and she was just.. a broken shell and had nothing going for her.
Over the weeks of getting to somewhat know the Violet you’ve heard about, you truly did realize how much she turned off at the mention of friends she once knew, or walked off at the mere mention of Powder. She didn’t wanna hear about how she let them down, nor did she want to relieve the pain she felt knowing she couldn’t protect them hard enough as so many would put it. Talking about it only made her feel shitter and want to crawl deeper into the dark pit she can never seem to fully crawl out from.
Realistically, it didn’t take her that long to open up to you, nor did it take her long to finally have her trust put into someone that she knew would keep it. Of course she was still skeptical if you were there to stay, but not having someone she could call for advice, or to just sit there and listen to her, drained her. Her social battery without being very social was killing her and to know she finally had you, someone she felt safe with to call somewhat home? That meant more to her than you’d ever know.
The time window was small, but big enough whenever she needed you. She needed you like butter needed bread. She needed you like paper needs glue. If you weren’t around, Violet would panic. Not because she felt harmed or scared of Zaun, but more or so was scared to be left alone with the thoughts only you knew about. The ones that slither in at random times of the day. Ones that crept up on her when she finally felt at peace for just a second. Your bright smile, those star shining eyes kept all of those horrendous thoughts spiralling through her mind, at a distance.
She may not have been around you for long periods of time, but she trusted you.
She might be scared to let you know of all the sacred stories she has to tell, but she believed you.
Violet believed you when you once on a cold night, whispered those 4 soft words; “I’m here for you”
That’s how one night she felt like she world was slowly closing in on her, she felt like breathing wasn’t an option because she simply couldn’t feel her heartbeat due to the feeling that all those thoughts, all the trauma, and the feeling of being alone, attacking her any given chance. Which is the same night she somehow turned up at your small apartment, drenched from the rain, teeth chattering as she just looked at you with those soft, big doe eyes, and eye bags that were darker than your usual cup of tea. It wasn’t until you heard how tired she sounded, that you could feel just how broken she felt.
“You’ve given me all this attention that I don’t think I deserve, you’ve helped me heal slowly and you’ve been there when I thought I lost everyone so I'm begging you, just for tonight… no talking, no thinking, can you just hold me instead? please i just need you to hold me.. because I’m scared I’m forgetting what being held felt like”
Right now she’s not okay, but as time goes on she will heal and you’ll be there every step of the way. Even if that means holding her every single night while she cries her heart out to you, and you’re there listening. She’ll knows she will be okay, with you by her side.
Her home.
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angelltheninth · 2 months
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Vi as Your Personal Trainer
Pairing: Vi x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, crush, working out, flirting, dates, kissing, showering together
A/N: Femslash february is here! I'll bring you a full month of sapphics goodness.
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Personal trainer!Vi will adjust to your free time and will get very familiar with your limits, if you get tired you can watch her train, at least you'll have a good show
Personal trainer!Vi is slightly flirty but doesn't cross limits unless you flirt back, she is a professional after all
Personal trainer!Vi gets more flirty outside of helping you, she tries really hard to separate the two, her feelings for you and her job when she's with you
Personal trainer!Vi sends you a list of poses and exercises to help ease your period pains, but also a reminder not to push yourself too far
Personal trainer!Vi brings drinks and snacks to your dates, she can eat her weight in food though, which is impressive but not odd given how much muscle mass she has and how hard you've seen her train and how hard she punch
Personal trainer!Vi makes a deal to give you a kiss every time you complete an exercise, positive reinforcement works wonders
Personal trainer!Vi felt shy when you invited her over so she could give you lessons at your home, she normally doesn't do this but she feels safe with you and more importantly you feel safe with her
Personal trainer!Vi gives you a massage when she notices how stiff you are, if you were to do anything while this tense you could hurt yourself, she keeps her hands from wondering, always respectful of your boundaries
Personal trainer!Vi avoids looking you in the eye the first time you took a shower together despite the fact that you don't have anything she hasn't seen before
Personal trainer!Vi teases you when you tell her you don't have much stamina and can't keep up with her like you want to, there are other ways to build that up and it can technically be a form of physical exercise
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shortestcake · 1 year
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INSECURITIES THEY FIND ATTRACTIVE
(headcanons)
Pairings: Vi x reader, Sevika x reader(separate)
Pronouns used: none
Gendered terms: princess
Genre: fluff+smut(mdni)
/ / insecurities, strap-on, tummy bulge
reader is implied to be plus sized, but could still be interpreted as diffrent body types
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SFW
🍓 Vi loves your tummy
🍓 Regardless of size, she finds it a truly adorable part of your body
🍓 It's one of her favourite places to rest her head, right after your thighs and chest
🍓 She practically foams at the mouth when you wear anything that reveals your tummy. Whether it's low rise jeans or a crop top, Violet will bombard you with non-stop compliments
🍓 If you have any piercings or tattoos across your belly she will absolutely trace them with her finger
🍓 Whenever she comes up behind you to hold you, which isn't exactly rare, Vi will often have one arm wrapped completely around your torso, and the other's palm resting against your pelvis/tummy
"Hey princess, what're you making, hm? Smells delicious. No, I won't not hold your tummy, I like it too much."
NSFW
🍓 tummy bulge tummy bulge tummy bulge
🍓 If Vi is using a strap, she'll go out of her way to point out the cute tummy bulge she made
🍓 Grabs your hand and makes you touch it, with her own on top of yours
🍓 This results in you almost always facing her during sex, or being held up by her in front of a mirror
🍓 Violet can't help it, she just wants to see, and wants you to see it
"Fuck, you see that darl'? See how my cock's making your pretty stomach buldge?"
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SFW
🍓 You know that extra bit of fat around your boob? Sevika adores it
🍓 Encourages you to wear tops that show it off, such as sleeveless ones or tank tops
🍓 She has a slight one herself, although not very obvious since she is mostly muscle. Is pretty neutral when it comes to her body, unless you have the same features on her.
🍓 Since, in her eyes, you're absolutely gorgeous, she takes a bit more pride in the traits she shares with you
"Is that the shirt I got you? It looks great on you doll, you should wear it more often."
NSFW
🍓 As much as she wants you to wear shirts that expose your side boob, she loves taking them off even more
🍓 After a whole day- if she makes it that far- of you wearing a tank top right beside her, she pounces on you the moment she can
🍓 The shirt is practically ripped off when and she immediately starts groping your breasts, paying extra attention to them the whole night
"Look at these pretty fucking tits, all for me to hold, and squeeze. God, the way you whimper is so hot."
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It's Britney bitch
Hi lovelies it's been too long, I'm writing again! Even if I definitely won't post as much as I used to I have a ridiculous amount of ideas and motivation so brace yourselves
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zujime · 21 days
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─── vi
cw. best friend’s ex! vi, fluff, implied fem reader (no pronouns used tho), acquaintances to lovers, (slight) slow burn, cuddles, sharing a bed, movie nights, pet names mentioned: princess, babe, hun, gorgeous.
note. a lil somthing i conjured up during my period insomnia :)) I'm running on one hour of sleep ya'll mrgh... anyway, should i make another part?
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best friend’s ex! vi who you only ever saw in passing when she was still with your bestie. why they broke up was always a topic your friend never really expanded upon but they got off on somewhat good terms—though you do recall the prolonged stares vi would give you when she’d come by.
best friend’s ex! vi who you happened to stumble upon when going to get your lunch at the cafe that was across from your job right after you finished your shift. you remember hearing that she wasn’t really a fan of the food here because “the food ’s just glorified hospital food”, though the silly jab at her comment is caught in your throat when she greets you; silver eyes soft as they flicker between your eyes, scarred lips curling into a shy smirk as the velvety soft sound of her voice reaches your ears.
best friend’s ex! vi who you gave your number to after that same encounter to keep in touch—she’d text you during your breaks to ask silly questions and take your mind off work stress and later call you after your shifts end. and those calls end up lasting far longer than intended, either up until someone falls asleep or till someone’s phone dies.
best friend’s ex! vi who takes three weeks to ask if you wanna hang out, you know, as friends? inviting you over for a movie night at her place on your day off to watch the movies you’d been dying to watch but never got around to. you were able to get through the first two but as soon as the third movie started, you began nodding off before vi felt your head softly fall onto her taut shoulder—your lashes ghosting the exposed skin as you slept peacefully, drooling a little.
best friend’s ex! vi who chuckles slightly at the sight and at the warm, heart-swelling feeling you give her whenever you call, text—hell, whenever she sees your face. she turns the tv off before picking you up and tucking you in her bed before she goes to sleep on the couch.
best friend’s ex! vi who you wake up and walk down the hall to see laid out on the couch, limbs hanging off the couch from under the soft blanket she had on—low mumbles could be heard from her sleeping form, faint yet audible, though they’re cut short as she stretches and slides a hand over her face in hopes of wiping away the sleep, eyelids heavy as she peers at you.
“how long have you been watching me?” her voice still carried the taunt with a softness as she spoke groggily. you feel your face grow warm at her question, despite it being a tease but you brush it off and thank her for letting you stay the night even though none of you intended to have a sleepover. she hums in response before getting up off the couch. “it was like—three in the morning—and i am not some asshole who would’ve just let you go home alone, princess.” the pet name slid so effortlessly off her tongue as she passed by you, to go shower.
best friend’s ex! vi who you find yourself hanging out with more and more, and the pet names she’d give you only seemed to grow—not like you had a problem with it. she’d call you things like babe, princess, and hun far more than she’d ever say your actual name, she even calls you gorgeous, though rather sparingly because sometimes she feels like she’s going a little too far.
best friend’s ex! vi who you refuse to tell your bestie about every time she asks what you’re thinking about whenever you zone out during your monthly outings.
“what’s with that face?” she inquires, giggling a bit at the shamelessly lovesick expression you wore. “what face? what’re you talking about?” you snap back to reality, eyeing your friend anxiously as you listen to her response. “you know, that face people make in those really cheesy romcoms from the 2000s when they’d just met the love of their life or something…” she trailed off, now squinting at you in suspicion. “...are you seeing someone?” “...” “hello?!” “girl, no! i’m thinking about when imma get my mfing food.”
best friend’s ex! vi who you practically live with at this point—because of how often you two have sleepovers, she has a majority of your belongings all around her apartment; your clothes in her closet and dresser, your extra toothbrush and hair products, fav foods/snacks and drinks in the fridge, etc. though, she still insists on sleeping on the couch whenever you stay over despite you stating you have no problem sharing the bed. eventually, she caved—reluctant at first as she squirmed under the comforter to get comfortable beside you until she finally was able to fall asleep. 
best friend’s ex! vi who at first when sharing the bed with you, would often wake up to make sure she wasn’t crowding your space or being touchy in any way. but the moment she woke up to your arms draped over her frame, she softened and decided to just let herself sleep—burying her face in the crook of your neck and holding you close as she slept, yet she still tries to be mindful of her movement so she doesn’t wake you.
best friend’s ex! vi who you realize is a huge sucker for physical affection. oftentimes brushing her hand against yours in hopes of holding it but hesitantly refraining from interlocking fingers when in public. and when the two of you are alone, she desperately leans into whatever you give her—head scratches, movie night cuddles, pinky holding, tracing her tattoos with your fingers, anything.
best friend’s ex! vi who realizes she has feelings for you during one of your typical movie nights, but the look you gave her when the movie ended—eyes reflecting the television screen so prettily as you tilt your head slightly to peer up at her before speaking, but whatever it was you said had completely gone through one ear and out the other as the skin of her ears slowly became a deep red.
"fuck." was the only thought that crossed her mind as she stared at your soft eyes. "vi?" you murmur, a little worried at the expression she wore. but she abruptly stands up before excusing herself and heading to the bathroom.
best friend’s ex! vi who you spent the last few days worrying about—is she ok? is she sick? did you make her uncomfortable? thoughts seemed to race through your head endlessly until she asks if you could come over real quick, through a text.
best friend’s ex! vi who—despite having met multiple people before—gets nervous when you step foot in her apartment. in her eyes, the feeling of her words falling messily from her lips as she spills her guts to you feels weird. but when you creep close to her—lips mere inches from hers as your breaths mingled and eyes heavy-lidded—that feeling dissipates.
best friend’s ex! vi who gets lost in the sea that is your lips as you drown in the feelings she was too scared to show you. callous hands slotting themselves needily on each side of your face, pulling you deeper into the kiss with every shared breath, begging never to part. almost as if accepting her request, you rest a hand against hers, smiling into the searing kiss before finally pulling away for air and softly gazing up at her silver orbs.
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writer-freak · 5 months
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Distraction | Vi x gn reader
Summary: You got injured in a fight and this injury was the gateway to a confession
Warnings: Gn reader, english isn't my first language, reader gets injured, Vi teasing you a bit
Wordcount: 900
A/n: Wrote this for my bestie who is a giant Vi simp. I am terrible at writing fight scenes but I did my best for this and I hope that it's at least acceptable.
Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more
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The air was thick with tension, the distant hum of Zaun's machinery providing a gritty soundtrack to your fight. Vi's gauntlets crackled with energy as she exchanged blows with their adversaries. You were right there beside her, trying to hold your ground, but the underbelly of Zaun is a dangerous place.
A swing and a miss left you vulnerable, and the next thing you knew, pain radiated through your side. Staggering against a wall, your hand instinctively went to the fresh wound, feeling blood seep through your fingers. Vi from the corner of her eye saw you in distress and quickly took out the attacker in front of her.
With that person out of the way, she went in your direction, and sent your attacker flying with a powerful uppercut, then turning to you. "Hey, you okay?" Vi's voice was a mix of concern and urgency while she tried to look at the wound.
"Yeah, it's just a scratch." you muttered through gritted teeth, trying to play it cool. You still hadn't taken out all the attackers, and you didn't want Vi to look out for you while she should be concentrating on the fight.
She arched an eyebrow. "Scratch, my ass. We're taking care of this, immediately." Vi lunged back into the fight, her blows now backed with a protective rage. It didn't take long for the remaining opponents to scatter.
Then Vi returned to your side, her gauntlets powering down. "Come on, we're getting out of here." She grabbed your hand and you followed her through the dimly lit alleys before you reached a relatively quiet spot. Vi gestured for you to sit on a makeshift crate as she kneeled in front of you, rummaging through your bag for supplies.
"Let's see that 'scratch' of yours." she smirked taking your hand away from the injury. The wound stung, but Vi was careful while handling you even if there was still a certain roughness that was just a part of her. She worked efficiently, the tension of the fight slowly dissipating. Outside of the alley, you could hear the sounds of the city but at the moment you were just concentrating on looking at Vi and the concern that you could see on her face.
"So, how'd you end up with this?" Vi asked, not looking up from her task. "Lost my concentration for a bit, I guess." you replied, wincing as she tightened the bandage.
"What exactly made you lose your concentration?" she asked, slightly curious, knowing you're not typically that careless in a fight. Your face got a bit warm, remembering how you were looking at Vi during the fight for a second too long and ended up surprised by an enemy. You coughed slightly, trying to hide your embarrassment before answering. "Nothing, in particular, my head was just in the clouds…I guess." You mumbled the last part, hoping that she would just accept your explanation.
She raised a questioning eyebrow, obviously not accepting your explanation but letting it slide for just a little bit while concentrating on bandaging you up.
You would occasionally grunt, the pressure on your wound definitely uncomfortable, but you just bit through it. Finally, Vi stood up from her kneeling position, smiling satisfied at you. "So, will you tell me now why you actually lost your concentration?"
You groaned, expecting her to ask again but hoping that maybe, just maybe she would forget about it. You tried to come up with something but your head was just empty, which could possibly be from the blood loss. So you mumbled under your breath. "Well, maybe if someone wasn't so distracting in a fight, I could focus better." Then looking to the side not wanting to look at Vi right now. She leaned in closer to your face. "What was that?" She asked. You turned your head toward her, and annoyed repeated, "If someone wasn't so distracting, I could focus better."
She raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Who, me? I'm just doing my thing, cupcake. It's not my fault that you can't help but look at me."
Her face was so close to yours that you could feel her breath, making you feel like you were overheating. Her expression was obviously teasing, she wanted to rile you up as much as possible, and it was slowly driving you mad.
So you took a deep breath, mustering up all the courage in you to retort. "Well, if you weren't always so captivating, I could concentrate on not getting messed up in a fight."
Vi's eyes widened, and for a moment, surprise flickered across her face. Then, a mischievous grin spread, and she chuckled, "Didn't know I had that effect on you, sweetheart." Your cheeks warmed, but you shot back with a defiant smirk, "Maybe you should pay more attention, then."
The banter continued a playful exchange of words between you and Vi. You two knew that soon you would need to get back out into the city again, involving yourself in fights, but just for now, you two were in your own little world.
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purplegrapevines · 6 months
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You're Welcome, Cupcake
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Pairing: Vi x fem!reader
Content: enemies to lovers, blood, physical attack (mentioned), fluff, suggestive
Word count: 681
You and Vi do not gem well.
You guys are in the same friend group, so even though you try, you can't avoid each other. Constant disputes and fighting, it's getting annoying for everyone else in your group.
You guys will take any chance you get to insult or annoy each other.
One day, you return home all bloodied from an attack in the Undercity.
Everyone rushes over to you and asks you questions about what happened, everyone except for Vi, who sits silent on the couch.
But you can feel her stares from feet away, you can see the slight worry in her expression when she sees the gash on your thigh.
After your friends finish helping you patch up your face, you tell them that you can bandage your thigh by yourself.
You take your pants off and sit on the counter of the bathroom, grabbing the alcohol from your kit. You gently pour it into a cotton pad and, slightly hesitantly, dab it into your wound.
You hiss and yank your hand away, not expecting it to sting that much. As you are about to try to clean your leg again, you hear knock on the bathroom door.
"Um, who is it?" you call.
"It's me," the voice says. Vi's voice.
"I'm cleaning my wound. Go use the other bathroom, I'll be out in a bit," you reply sharply.
"Can I... come in?"
"What? What do you need?"
"The wound on your leg looked pretty bad. If you need help, I can do it."
"I don't."
"Are you sure? Just let me see," Vi says.
"I've got it under control," you reply. Truth is, you don't. You can not bring the alcohol to touch your leg again.
After a couple seconds of silence, you realize that cleaning and wrapping your leg will be hard to do on your own. You would rather call your other friends to help, but they've probably gone to sleep by now.
"Vi?" you call, "Are you still there?"
"Yes, I'm here," she responds.
"You can come in."
The doorknob slowly turns until Vi peeks her head out the doorframe. You suddenly become conscious of your lack of pants.
Vi doesn't seem to be fazed by it as walks towards you and takes a look at your leg.
"Do you need help?" she asks. I nod, pointing to the cotton pads an alcohol sitting next to the sink.
Vi wets some cotton with alcohol and begins to gently dab your wound. She slightly winces when she hears you hiss, but she doesn't remove her hand.
"Ow, Vi, can't you do it a bit gentler?" Vi doesn't say anything, but you feel her taps get slightly lighter. Wow, she actually listened. You didn't expect that.
"I'm done," Vi states.
"Oh, okay, thank you." Again, Vi doesn't respond. Instead, she reaches for the bandages and starts to unravel them.
"Oh, don't worry about that, I can do it myself-"
"It's fine." You don't protest anymore, letting her set the gauze on your wound.
Vi grabs under your thigh and begins to push your leg up.
"Hey- wait, what are you doing?"
"Well, I need to wrap it all the way around, so I need to lift it up."
Vi rests your ankle on her shoulder, as she still focuses intently on patching up your wound.
You turn away, hoping that she can't see you slightly red-faced from that unexpected action.
Vi expertly wraps the bandages around your thigh, probably getting the experience from wrapping her own hands.
"Alright, I'm done," Vi says, as she looks at you expectantly. You look into her gray eyes for a couple seconds, letting your awkward position sink in.
Oh shit. Your position.
You quickly bring your leg off her shoulder, and you feel my face get hot.
"I- thank you," I say, not looking her in the eye again, assuming she has some smug look on her face.
She takes my chin between her fingertips and turns it towards her. I was right, she looks very smug.
"You're welcome, Cupcake."
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pixievi · 2 years
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characters | vi, caitlyn, ellie williams, kassandra of sparta, eivor varinsdottir
fandoms | arcane, the last of us ii, assassins creed valhalla & odyssey
warnings | none, you can show this to your nan (except there is a smidge of suggestiveness in kassandra’s but it’s still senior citizens safe)
vi
In denial
The way she sees it, it’s just another person she cares about that could get hurt or worse
Which she doesn’t want to go through again
So she keeps it locked away, opting to just be there for you whenever you need her
Despite this mental agreement she has with herself, she still finds moments where all she can think about is you. Your smile, your laugh, your kindness, your soft gaze..
She is constantly around you, following you like a lost puppy. Not that you mind, Vi on the other hand realises she does it embarrassingly often and the part of her that’s in denial low-key hopes her constant presence annoys you, so you’ll avoid her
So she can get rid of that constant ache in her chest whenever she looks at you
It was like that for months, Vi trying to shove down those feelings while simultaneously being comforted by the daydreams of you and her while you both got closer
Her plans to keep it to herself became more painful as time went on because thoughts of you being with someone else or just losing you in general, plagued her
After a particularly bad nightmare that had elements of those worries, she found herself in your bed wrapped in your arms. You didn’t ask when she came through your window, just understood that she needed comfort. Which is another thing she loved about you
That arrangement wasn’t new, her sharing your bed. Especially after bad dreams. So you thought nothing of it and tried your best to make her feel better in whatever way she needed
Her head was buried in your chest, listening to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm knocking on her little ‘in denial’ door. She realised she couldn’t take it anymore, so fuck it
She mumbled her confession into your skin, her words freezing the hand that traced patterns on her back. Everything made sense
You kissed her forehead and she relaxed, somehow melting even more into you
caitlyn
Hopeless romantic
Met you at your job in a local cafe, which has become her most frequented spot as of late. For no apparent reason
Since that day, she has anonymously sent numerous bouquets of flowers to your workplace, addressed to you which were all accompanied by sweet little notes
While she had a raging crush, she was still shy and wasn’t sure
She would always make sure to chat with you, delighting in the smiles and laughs you gave her
She looked forward to her lunch breaks, because she got to spend them with you. And on those days where your breaks matched with each other, she’d spend that time with you while trying to contain her giddiness
You know that investigation journal she has? Don’t tell me she doesn’t have a personal one where she blushes about her crush on you
After fiercely debating with herself, she mustered the confidence to ask you out on a date. When you said yes, her eyes lit up and she had to stop herself from jumping up in excitement. Instead covering it with a warm smile and pressing a soft kiss to your hand like the gentlewoman she is
She treated you like a princess on the date
But, one thing she was doing was keeping the conversation on you. Especially when it came to topics you were interested in. She did that on purpose, as she thought she would bore you if she started talking about the things she likes to study herself and her interests
However, that was quickly shutdown when you caught on to it and informed her that in fact, you were very interested in her various knowledge. Finding it endearing how she’d talk with her hands when she got passionate about a topic or just something she was interested in
It warmed her to the core. As if she couldn’t adore you any more
The night couldn’t have gone any better
ellie
Very shy
Sketches you all the time in her journal
I feel like she’s much more of ‘I show my interest/love for you in my actions’ type person, at least in this case
A common thing she’s found herself saying to you since her feelings developed is ‘I saw this and thought you might like it’
Another one would be ‘wanna watch a movie?’
She finds herself more quiet around you, settling for soft smiles rather than words. Something Jesse has definitely noticed and definitely teases her endlessly about
Has to look away from your gaze because if she locks eyes with you for more than 5 seconds she’ll start flushing and stumbling over her words
Fiddles with her sleeves or the hem of jumper/top whenever she speaks to you
Once she gets more comfortable in realising that you do like her, as a friend at least, she’ll start getting more bold
Teasing you, annoying the shit out of you..just plain messing with you.
But also hugs you tight, rests her head in your lap, letting you borrow her books and clothes etc
Speaking of you borrowing her clothes, the first time she saw you wear one of jumpers was the day she thought she was gonna combust
It was another night of hanging out at her place, playing video games while Ellie tried her absolute best to not blush while you rested your head on her shoulder
You noticed she was stiff and asked her if she was alright, to which she adamantly assured you she was fine
So you snuggled into her more, head now resting on her chest
There was no way you didn’t feel her heart hammering against your ear. Butterflies did the same in her stomach
You suspected the exact reason why, and dropped the bomb on her
“Jesse told me y’know, about your crush on me”
Her previous blush drained from her face as she froze
You sat up and kissed her cheek, and waited for her brain to start working again
When it did, she cupped your chin gently and slowly brought your lips to hers. Giving you time to pull away
But you didn’t
kassandra
Immediately starts flirting with you
At any given moment - oh, you’re cooking? She asks what else those fingers can do, oh she’s bleeding out and almost dying? Declares how pretty you look under the moonlight
Aside from her flirting and teasing, she believes you’re a literal goddess and cannot stop the golden light that erupts within her every time you look at her
Always keeps an eye on you, even when she’s not there. Whether it be through close contacts of hers or through Ikaros. She’d be heartbroken if something happened to you, especially if it’s someone wanting to get back at her
Another huge romantic, does everything she can to make you smile and feel special
Wants to be around you all the time, no matter what you’re doing. Whether it be a quick trip to a market or you’re just tending plants at home, you’ll be guaranteed to have a tall misthios shadow beside you
Needs to touch you or she’ll die
If you allow her, she’ll have you in her arms whenever - in hugs, around your waist, on your shoulders or simply just holding your hand. She’s addicted
Plays with your hair a lot, doesn’t even realise she’s doing it half the time
Finds herself smiling just at the mere thought of you
After a awhile of all this, she confesses (if you hadn’t figured it out already, she was being as cloudy as glass)
It was a scorching day when she brought you on her ship. Sea spray tickled your cheeks as you gazed at the ever rocking horizon. Kassandra kept a tight hold of your waist as you leaned over the side to watch the waves cascade against the gliding ship.
She was excited, to put it lightly. To have you on her ship, enjoying yourself as much as you seemed to be
Her chin was rested on your scalp, before her lips brushed the shell of your ear
She whispered everything - the way you made her feel, how beautiful you were, how much she desired you…
Her heart soared when you stood on the tips of your toes to kiss her
eivor
Keeps it a secret for the longest time. Like I’m talking, over a year
She felt comfortable around you, found herself to feel lighter in your presence
She realised just how far deep in she was when she got jealous of Sigurd just talking with you - a ridiculous thought, but a thought that confirmed her passion
The poetry that wrote itself in her mind from your gaze was another tell tale
Now when she’s on raids, she always has to bring something back for you and pass it off as something like - ‘you mentioned you needed something to match your hair’ or ‘thought this might be of use to you’
Is very careful to not be drunk around you after numerous times she flirted with you in that state of mind (foreshadowing) To which she hoped you passed it off as her being a drunken fool
She still apologised each time though
Another gentlewoman - pulls chairs out for you, lends you her cloak, opens doors for you etc
Treats you more like a queen than anything else - you need something done? She’s the first to offer, some fools disrespect you? She tears them down in your name
Speaking of that, she’s very protective. Keeping close to you just at the slightest whiff of danger
She trains you, wanting to provide a way to protect you even when she’s not around
Brings you food all the time
Much like Vi, she finds herself in your bed after a bad dream or vision
Talking to you about it really helps her, she doesn’t feel judged
She feels equal, safe enough to be vulnerable with you
It was a night much like that, except for the bad dreams. No, she was just too drunk to make it back to her own place
She can be a very sensitive drunk, emotions always right there on the surface
So as soon as her head lays down on your stomach, she’s off describing her adoration for you, how warm you make her feel, how she wishes for a future with you…
You didn’t get to hear more because she drifted off to sleep, but you’d heard enough
In the morning, she tried to sneak out without waking you. Embarrassed beyond belief
But your hand gripping her wrist stopped her and you tugged her back
She hesitated but gave in to your embrace, waiting
You kissed her temple with a smile and giggled
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wrtinginblood · 10 months
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hey cat babe
so we know vi has real nice hands (she put them to use a good few times in the show), but imagine riding her thigh while she has a vice grip around your throat. convulsing. on my knees.
hi fiah you’re gonna be the death of me okay SO make out sessions weren’t always your strong point; every single time you ended up all desperate and pent up, needing vi.
but in the midst of things, you’re straddling one of her strong thighs, your hips rutting against her as you try get to an orgasm as quick as possible. your wetness is soaking through your underwear and onto her pant leg, and you’d be embarrassed if you weren’t so focussed on the pleasure. vi’s strong hands are on your waist, but one of them slowly starts to slide up and wraps around your throat, not enough to hurt you but just making your breath catch. n her hand covers the entirety of your neck, and it makes your hips stutter as your brain goes fuzzy. “slow down.”
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lookingvisexually · 8 months
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➸ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀɪɴ-ʀᴇʟɪᴇꜰ
pairing: Vi x f!Reader
synopsis: just me thinking about cleaning up vi’s wounds and changing her dressings because she never does it for herself
wc: 430 words
warnings/notes: mostly fluff, mentions of injury, blood, allusions to smut, that's pretty much it, we're starting off slow
a/n: omg my first ever non-avatar piece and first ever writing for a female character i'm so nervous arghhh :((( anyway, i hope you enjoy this drabble, i can't get vi out of my head and i needed to write something for her asap. i will probably be starting to outline a series i have in mind soon, bc i don't think the hyperfixation's going anywhere anytime soon x enjoy besties x
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“You’re crazy, you know that, right?” 
You watch as Vi rolls her eyes at you, small smirk refusing to stay hidden. She can’t not smile, not when you look so good, nose scrunched in unrelenting focus as your hands find hers, gaze trailing over the fresh wounds that no amount of soiled wraps could ever hide or absorb. She can’t not raise one of the said hands to your cheeks, brushing the hair from your face and tucking it behind your ear before her index finger moves to trace your jawline, settling underneath your chin, raising it so you’d look in her eyes, bright blue and glimmering with desire and amusement. 
“Have I ever told you you’re hot when you’re angry, cupcake?” 
It was your turn to roll your eyes, smacking her lightly over her arm, biting harshly on the inside of your lip to stop you from smiling as her laugh filled the room, a sound which sounded more like music than a voice, more like a love song than just mere vibrations leaving her throat and hitting your eardrums. 
“Only every time I’m angry.” 
No matter how easy you find it to be content in her presence, a sigh, sad and worried, still finds a way past your lips. You slowly remove her once-pearly white wraps, cringing when she winces softly as soon as you unwrap the bandages over her cracked and bloodied knuckles, where the material clung tightly to her open wounds. Still, she didn’t complain, just closed her eyes and frowned, her cut eyebrows furrowing together, her canines digging holes in her plump, rosy lips.
“You need to be more careful, Vi.”
The antiseptic stings as it makes contact with her skin, and you find yourself trailing the fingers of your unoccupied hand over her bare legs, massaging her inner thigh with your thumb in a comforting gesture. Your eyes shoot up to meet hers when a small moan escapes her lips, and the look that meets you stills both your hands and the breath in your lungs, but makes your heart gallop in uneven, drunk steps, and all you want to do, all you can think to do is ki-.
"Don't stop, cupcake. This is helping me heal."
Your need for her, that has never diminished through time, but only increased with the intimacy that drove you closer together each day, was enough so that you resumed your ministrations, finding your hand inching upwards, until it found a slightly damp spot on her black, cotton panties.
"Well, whatever I can do to help you heal, my Violet."
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princesssmars · 1 year
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bakery babe
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a vi x reader
you asked vi why she doesnt use more pet names with you. you then start to regret it.
a/n: lets go sapphics. but fr i love her and her tag is dry but getting better but i need to contribute this stupid idea. the idea of vi bringing those back breakers home is funny.
contains: mostly fluff with some spice/nsfwish in the end (they makeout and alludes to them taking a trip to pound town). me being a simp. vi being a simp. YOU being a simp. enjoy.
(f/d) - fave drink | (f/s) - fave snack
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"why do you only call me babe?"
vi's head perks up at your question. youd both been in the living room of your small apartment on the edge of piltover and zaun, big enough for the two of you but still nice and cozy. it was a day off for vi from her job securing both of the cities safety, and youd decided to just spend it together in each others company at home. it’d been silent in your living room while you read and she cleaned off her gauntlets until your question.
throughout your entire relationship, vi had only called you “babe”. you didn't have a problem with or the way it sounded especially because her voice was gorgeous but that's not the point, but you knew she was a giant flirt and a general tease. she called caitlyn “captain cupcake”, she still liked to tease jayce by calling him "pretty boy"; she had multiple nicknames for everyone. so the singular one for you made you wonder.
the other woman's brow raised. “i don't understand. does it make you uncomofrtable? do you not like me calling you babe?”
“no, no, i do!” you raised your hands, waving them quickly in front of you, “it's just that's the...only pet name you use. i thought after hearing you with others you'd be more…creative, i guess.”
her eyes widen and a smile graces her face. “more...creative, huh? yeah, i can do that.”
good god.
strike one
about two weeks later, you found yourself in the kitchen cooking a somewhat complicated dinner for you and your lover. these past few days vi had been working extra hours at the department after some of silco’s old goons started causing trouble in the undercity. which was horrible because of the harm they were causing to innocent people, of course, but also because your poor girlfriend came home at such late hours in the night looking exhausted. you insisted she take some more days off or work less hours, but vi was nothing if not hardheaded.
so, knowing she wouldnt back down on working hard, it was only right you did this nice thing for her. hell, you even went down to jerichos' to ask him for the recipes for vi's favorite dishes.
a while into cooking, you hear the familiar sounds of the front door closing and the atlas gauntlets falling in place on the floor. the sound of vi’s heavy footsteps move towards you until you feel her strong arms wrap around your stomach, her face resting on your shoulder. you briefly move a hand to brush through her hair, making her hum. “rough day again?”
she groans loudly, smiling when you laugh at her. “when is it not a rough day at this point? i swear it's like every damn hour I have to deal with some stuck-up piltie who thinks im too stupid to help or an asshole zaunite who thinks im just a traitor or a liar,” she sighs. as she talks, you continue cooking the dinner while listening to her rant about her day. “and then I nearly got in trouble for telling some asshole at the precinct off! he's lucky I didn't kick his ass. but whatever, it's over now. i'm just glad to be here with you, sweetheart.”
you stopped stirring. “sweetheart?”
vi paused then laughed behind you, gripping onto you tighter. “well-yeah, you said I wasn't creative enough, so i'm trying stuff out. what do you think?”
you turn from the dinner to face her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders and looking into your girlfriend's pretty blue eyes as she looks at you oh so lovingly. “i think it's cute. i love it. use it more.”
“im glad you like it, sweets” she smiles, laughing at your demand and then moving to kiss your cheeks and your lips before turning you back to the stove. “so, whats for dinner?”
strike two
you and vi were walking around the market in piltover, looking for some new clothes and furniture for your home. it was a warm sunny day, and sometimes you caught vi stopping and basking in the sunlight. growing up in the lanes, day and night were almost interchangeable thanks to the altitude, but now that she spent most of her time outside and not in a cell, the pink haired girl blossomed. the cutest part was how her freckles had grown in numbers and darkened in color.
after walking, observing, and buying things for a few hours, vi tugs your arm to sit on a stool at a pop-up cafe, waiting for one of the workers behind the counter to become available to you. you're just glad to be off of your aching feet for a moment, finding comfort in vi holding your hands in hers.
" 'm sorry we've been walking for so long. theres just so much i want to get here." vi apologizes, bringing your hands up to her mouth to press kisses on to them.
you beam at her soft words and actions. "its fine, shortcake. i know you didnt get to buy much when you and pow were younger. our walls n shelves are a bit bare, so get whatever knick-knacks you want."
vi's scarred lips turn up into an appreciative smile before she cups your cheeks and presses kisses onto them, smiling even harder at your giggles. she was such a pda lover, but what could she say? you were a catch, and she loved to show you off.
"hi! can i get you two anything?" a cheery voice pips up from your right, making your love pull away from you to face the barista.
"hello. i'll just take a coffee, but my lil pumpernickel here will take a (f/d) and a (f/s), thank you."
vi, like the little shit she is, casually turns her head back to you after placing your order. as your expression grows more and more confused she struggle to contain her amusement.
"p...pumpernickel? are you serious? what does that...thats just bread!"
"yeah but it sounds cute, right?"
strike three
the way you fell for this girls charms were unreal. itd scare you if it didnt pay off in the best ways.
before this youd both been out with friends, enjoying yourselves in a booth at the last drop. the night was filled with stories from your younger days, friendly teasing, and laughter. but as the hours ticked on and the drinks kept coming, you noticed that vi became more flirtatious and teasing, whispering in your ear and raising her hand slowly up your thigh.
all of that led you to now, pressed againt the door of your apartment with a very eager vi pressing into your front while pressing wet kisses on your neck.
"mmhh..v-vi, baby, lets move this to the bedroom, yeah?" you whimper, dually pressing your hands on her shoulders to push her off and pull her in closer.
she hums, squeezing her arms tight against your waist. "hmm, i dont know, hun. i think we should stay riiight here. we wanted to christen every part of the house, remember?"
"god, youre a pervert." you groan, partly in due to playful annoyance and partly because she literally bit you on the most sensitive part of your neck. when you turn your head to reprimand her she captures your lips in a heated kiss.
her kiss is all consuming, causing your legs to feel weak and your brain dizzy. shes taking all of you, and youd gladly give her anything and everything.
she pulls away, her eyes still closed as she pants to catch her breath. "fuck, you taste so damn good, muffin."
you involuntarily let out a small moan, causing both of your eyes to widen.
after a few seconds, vi starts to smirk.
"so, its muffin, huh?"
"oh my god, shut up." you groan, going to lean your head on the door before you feel her rough hand grip your chin to look at her.
"nuh uh, im gonna have a lot of fun with this. god, i shouldve tried calling you this weeks ago if i knew itd make you sound like that."
you sigh, feeling slightly embarassed but admittedly more turned on. you hated it and loved it at the same time. "are we gonna do something orr are you just gonna tease me all night, you jerk?"
the brawler laughs to herself, quickly moving her arms below your ass and on your thighs so you can wrap your legs around her waist.
"dont worry, muffin, i plan on eating every bit of you tonight."
lets just youre. really glad you asked that question.
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so many italics. so much horny. what is wrong with me no one look at me.
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sleepyangelkami · 2 months
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Hi, I was thinking Vi x Reader. Where Reader is half human and half vampire and she hasn’t drink blood in weeks now and she is crazy starving. When Vi came back home from work she didn’t see her girlfriend in the living room but found her in their shared room facing back to her. Vi slowly walk to her but Reader flinched and not turning towards her. Reader explained why she is not turning towards her but Vi wants her to drink blood from her but Reader refuse because she might think that she will hurt Vi. Vi told her it is okay and Reader made a decision by letting her drink blood from Vi.
BOTTOMS UP (vi)
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a/n: grrr thank you sm for the request sweets!
pairing: vi (arcane) x fem!reader
summary: vampire!reader hasn't been able to drink blood in what felt like forever. luckily for her, vi's there with open arms and an outstretched wrist. in fear of hurting her, you decline the offer but you and her both know you won't be able to refuse her much longer.
warnings: blood, vampire themes, def inaccurate description of vampires, petnames, use of y/n, use of good girl, thumb sucking?, sorta suggestive, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread💞
words: 1,579
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your throat was dry and your head was pounding. you lay curled up in your bed, the blinds shut and your hands pressed against your face. you tried to shut everything out, block out the loud yells in your head. you were hungry, so very hungry.
but you were also sure that your girlfriend would be home soon.
piltover had put up the walls between zaun and piltover but jayce assured you that the walls wouldn't last long after seeing the worry written across your face. why? he wasn't sure. then again, neither did he deem it his business to ask. but with the walls being up between zaun and piltover, you had no way of getting into the woods. the place you went to when you were hungry.
you were a vampire, yes, had been for many years now, would be for the rest of eternity.
but you didn't feed on humans, no, you wouldn't even dream of it. despite your monster-like qualities, you vowed to be nothing like a monster. you didn't want to be the type of tale that scared kids, the type that their older siblings read before bed, just trying to get them riled up. you fed from animals, in the woods where no one would see you. and only one knew of your secret.
the same girl that was opening your front door.
"hey, cupcake." vi was walking through the door, tiredness evident in her voice. she found herself in your guys' shared bedroom as quick as lightning. ever since you'd moved out from your parents house, everything seemed so much smaller but with vi by your side, the world seemed to be filled with endless opportunities.
you didn't respond, but vi wasn't too concerned yet.
the curtains had been drawn, only she assumed that was due to the fact it was currently night and not the fact that your brain was in scrambles from when the sunlight was peeking through. she'd been working for a while now, helping out some kiramman girl with something she needed help on. she needed insight on the very city of zaun, the one vi had grown up in her entire life. so naturally, she didn't mind helping the girl. the one thing she didn't like? leaving you for so long.
you felt outstretched arms wrap around your torso, her head falling into your shoulder. only now, had you realised she'd been talking the past five minutes. "y'listening?" and your silence served as an answer enough. "hey, what's wrong, baby? you're being quiet." when she turned you around she could see your tear-stained under eyes and your pale complexion. "hey, what's wrong?"
you could see the worry coating her eyes and it made you impossible more guilty. "doesn't matter." but she could see by the under eye bags and your teased hair that it did matter.
"you're shaking." she commented, taking you into her arms with worry. at first, she would have assumed that you were sick. her hand placed itself on your forehead, feeling for any temperature. you were merely cold. "oh, is this a... you know, vamp thing?" you suddenly felt very embarrassed. "hey, hey, i'm not judging, you know that." her hands soothed down your arms, sitting up and pulling you with her. "i jus' wanna know what's wrong so i can help you."
"y'can't help." you spoke, looking away and not reaching her eyes.
but she wasn't having any of that. her fingers drew your chin back to her. "we don't know that until we try." she attempted at coaxing you. "jus' tell me wh's the matter?"
"the walls." your mumble caused her ears to perk under her bubblegum hair. "can't go into the woods."
"oh, baby." she frowned suddenly, realising she hadn't thought of that at all. "I was so wrapped up in working with caitlyn, i completely forgot."
but before you could even assure her that it was okay, your hands were pushing at her. "v-vi." trying to get away. with confused eyes, her hands followed you, pressing against your upper arms. "vi, please don't touch me." suddenly feeling tears spring in your eyes.
the girls brows were pinched together. "why not?" before contorting to a look that told you she understood what you had meant now. "oh."
"vi, please." but she didn't let go. you didn't want to loose control, but you were starving. you needed to eat before you ended up killing yourself but for the first time in all of your life, you'd truly been tempted. you'd been tempted to feed off a human but that wasn't you, you wouldn't hurt somebody. you wouldn't kill somebody. but with the hunger that you felt then, you were sure that if you started, you wouldn't be able to stop.
vi's hands were on you, her eyes searching yours even as you tried to back away. but vi was keen, she didn't let you move. her hands held an iron grip on you, sapphire eyes boring into your own. "feed off me."
your eyes went wide as saucers, whipping your head towards her so fast you were sure you'd gotten whiplash. "what?" is the only word that fell from your lips, your brows now pinched together and your hands shaking impossibly more. what she was asking you to do, it wasn't just dangerous, it was suicidal.
but her hands didn't stop soothing up and down your arms, she didn't even seem afraid of you. she should be, she really should be. even you were afraid of yourself. "you're in pain." she noted by the way your face had contorted from the minute she stepped into the room. with her being here, it would only be harder to control your urges and she didn't want you to have to do that. "let me help you, sweet girl."
but you didn't feel anything alike 'sweet' in that given moment. you glanced up at her, doey eyes coated with a glossy cover of tears. "vi, 'm really hungry." a whole whimper falling from your lips. "i can't―I wouldn't be able to stop― I don' wanna hurt you." but god, were you tempted.
"hey." her fingers brushing up and down your arms so gently. "everythings gonna be okay, cupcake, y'just gotta let go, 'kay?" she was reaching her arm up towards you, your eyes impossibly wide. "jus' let go for me, angel."
but you couldn't. you wouldn't. but her wrist lay in front of you, pumping. and you suddenly felt dizzy. "vi." you whimpered, the first tear falling down your doll-like cheek.
"'s okay." she cooed, soothing you. "'s okay just let me help you." she watched as your gaze turned back to her wrist, head feeling all floaty like and your eyes a little hazy. "jus' wanna help you." but even she was beginning to feel light headed, and you hadn't even began. sure, she wanted to help you and she'd do that a thousand times over, only a tiny feeling at the bottom of her stomach was laced with fear. then she remembered who was standing in front of her. her sweet and lovely y/n, you'd do no wrong, you wouldn't hurt her. even if you fed from her. "bottoms up." she mumbled.
she watched as your face contorted lightly, almost in pain as your mouth opened, fangs seeping out from your teeth. you whimpered gently as vi guided her wrist towards your mouth. hesitantly, you looked at her to which she nodded. in your starvation? more than enough for you. you gently sunk your teeth into her skin.
vi inhaled, squeezing in a breath as a light pain trickled around her body. but she didn't scream or yell about. that was the thing about vi, pain tolerance like no other. her free hand came down to your head, pressing against the crown of your hair. "that's a good girl." she spoke, gently stroking your hair. "see? you're okay."
but your mind wasn't focusing on her words, they were merely entering one ear and getting tossed out the next. your teeth were impaled in her skin, the blood filling your mouth. your eyes shut, a little noise of relief leaving your lips. your hands moved to press her wrist closer against your mouth. it tasted so good.
almost instantly, you felt the colour return to your face, the eye bags wash away as relief pumped through your veins.
you never drank human blood but this wasn't just any human, it was vi. and it tasted better than any animal you'd ever seen, you were sure it'd taste better than any human, too.
you could have drank the blood until her body run dry. but you couldn't. in fear of hurting her, you took your mouth away from her wrist, pulling away as your eyes flickered back up to hers, checking for any sign of regret.
you were blinking harshly, trying to let the blood set in after not drinking in weeks. while your body was swaying gently, vi was still ever so still. her eyes were a little hazy as her lips curved upwards. her thumb came down to meet your mouth, gently smearing the blood that had been on it around your bottom lip. she tapped your cheek causing you to part your mouth. instantly, she stuck her blood-covered thumb between your lips.
you whimpered softly against the skin, your eyes fluttering shut. "'s a good girl." she mumbled. "so good."
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a/n: i feel like writing/reading vampire fics can always be a little cringy so i hope i did alright ! also sorry it's so short lovey
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elsfairy · 8 months
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vi would for sure pull on your bottom lip with her finger and thumb after she kisses you
can i just say that i (personally) think Vi probably loves those soft, tender kisses the most?? just me? the ones where you’re either laying on the couch or in your bed, sharing such gentle, heart-warming kisses that just prove how much you’ve missed each other? her hand cupping your neck, holding you so close to her so you can’t go anywhere & she just loves the warmth you bring. that same hand sliding up to cup your cheek, a string of spit hanging between you both, and she can hear the way your breath hitches when at first she pokes your bottom lip before pulling it with her finger and thumb, and just watching your lips so intensely because she is so fascinated with you. a smirk spreading across her lips at the way you look at her all shy suddenly. “taste good, baby”
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arcanemoxhi · 1 year
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Special Gifts ✨🎁
//Young Vi x Fem Reader// Short Story ✨//
Warnings: young love, fluff, first shy kiss, confessing (awkward), claggor & mylo making fun of vi for her shyness, gifts
Not proofread!!
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You kick your feet as you wait patiently for Vi to return to the Last Drop. She was out with Claggor, Mylo, and Powder for a quick job from Vander. As you wait at the bar table, Vander hands you your favorite drink. "Why are you waiting here, (Y/N)?" Vander cleans off the counter from the busy evening. "I have a gift for Vi!" You grin at Vander as you begin to sip your drink. You know she'll like it, but your so nervous you can't contain yourself. Vander chuckles as he spots the squad walking over. Vi was talking to the rowdy boys, but when she saw you, she froze and immediately told them to shut up. The boys shrugged at her sudden change in mood as they walked away. They sat at the bar table and got drinks from Vander. Powder got the hint, smirking at Vi evilly as she strolls away. You notice Powder's action, causing Vi to shoo her away. You jumped down as you went over to the suddenly shy pink hair fighter. "hey, Vi!" You hug her tight with a smile. Vi's heart pounds as she hugs u back. She glances up from your shoulder as the boys, including Vander, cheer her on and throws up a thumbs up. Vi swats their actions away as her cheeks warms up in a pink shade almost matching her hair. "Hey, (Y/N), what are you doing here?" She says, coming back to the hug. You release from the hug as you hold a medium sized box to you.
"I wanna give you something! Can we go to our usual spot?" You smiled excited. "Actually, we can go down to the room where no one will bother us." She glares towards Mylo and Claggor. The last time they busted in the room, Vi was staring in your gentle eyes, smiling. She was leaning your head against yours, hoping for that kiss. Those two made fun of her for weeks, especially Powder. The boys twist away guilty, but they snicker at her. "Sure, lead the way!" You watch Vi scurry to the bottom floor and you follow as Mylo and Claggor whistle and cheer for Vi. Vander shuts them down, de-escalating them from Vi doing something embarrassed.
Vi took a seat on the couch and watched you follow in after. "What's in the box?" Vi pats the seat next to you. "Your gift. This was a difficult gift, but I think you enjoyed it." You smile coyly as Vi frowns at you. "It better not be expensive-"
"just open it, Vi." You twist side to side after she takes the box from your delicate hands. Vi quickly opens the box to reveal her favorite toy, her bunny. Vi stares at it, speechless with wide eyes. You giggle and sit next to Vi, "Do you like it? I got it cleaned and--" she cuts you off immediately, hugging you tightly. You hear her sigh, relieving weight off her shoulders. "thank you." Vi muffles into your neck. "Vi, it's no problem. You've been so kind to me, I thought it was only right." You rub her back. You often relax Vi with your kind gestures.
Vi sits up with a big grin. "Vi!" You exclaim. "what??"
"you got hurt!" You cup her face as you stare into her eyebrow that's been bruised. "oh don't worry, I'm okay." Vi shrugs it off to be tough, but you don't fall for the act. You lean over with a kiss softly over her eyebrow. She sighs and hisses a bit, yet she appreciates it. You are holding Vi's face as you stare into Vi's eyes all over again. Vi wants to build the courage again, but is terrified. "I liked you for a while, Vi." Vi thoughts are broken, she didn't even realize you were speaking until your final sentence. She sits up shocked with rosy cheeks. "Y-You liked me?? D-Damn, I-I thought I-I was the only one." Vi's cheeks warms up more, scattering her eyes all over the place. You laugh as you move in closer to her. Her worried face becomes calm as she stares into your eyes. She doesn't know how to have a first kiss and neither did you for that matter. But hell, you two leaned in and gave it a try. This kiss is making your hearts pound.
it's happening! It's actually happening! , You two thought as the kiss ends and now your face is rosy. "We don't know anything about a kiss, huh?" Vi breaks the silence, causing you two to share laughter. You remove your hands and just sit next to her a bit shy. Vi is smiling at your shyness, "look at you being bold for once." Vi nudged you a bit. You giggle as you lay your head in her shoulder. "Thank you so much for the gift."
"thank you for sharing your first kiss with me. Now your stuck with me forever," you kid as you nudge her back. At least, you thought you were joking. Vi didn't take it that way. "I'll be with you wherever you go. I'll be your guardian angel, I just wanna spend my time with you." Vi words hit to your heart. Each word makes you heart beat faster. You smile as you place a gentle kiss on her cheek. "My pink haired warrior," you giggled. "My cupcake. You're so damn sweet, I could actually get a cavity." Vi's cheesiness ends with a kiss to your cheek as you curl up to her arms. You giggle a little.
"YES, IT HAPPENED!! YOU OWE ME MONEY, MYLO!"
"I KNEW IT!!"
Mylo, Claggor, and Powder have the door cracked as cheering for the pink haired girl. You quickly shy your face into your hands. Vi noticed how shy they made you, got up and immediately started chasing them around the lanes. Vi eventually catches up to them and begins to whoop their ass. After she drags their ass back to the Last Drop, giving the patrons a laugh, she walked back down to you. You laughed at the embarrassed Vi. it was okay if you laughed, you were embarrassed too. Vi came down and lays her head on your lap. At least, she has you ❤️
A/N: Good night, love you, muah muah muah, sorry for the lack of posts ❤️
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shortestcake · 2 years
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I'M SORRY
(oneshot)
Pairing: Modern!Vi x reader
Pronouns used: none (afab genitalia)
Gendered terms: good/pretty girl
Genre: fluff+smut (mdni)
Summary: A guy won't stop bothering you at a bar, although you're rejecting his advances, you're far too kind to shut him down properly. Thankfully, your girlfriend helps you deal with him, and after, you'll help her deal with her pent-up anger.
based on this drabble
// slight mention of s-xual harassment/homophobia
strapless strap-on, overstimulation, praise
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"C'mon sweetheart, how about we get out of here?" An insistent and very drunk man loomed over your shoulder, close enough for you to smell the intense scent of beer radiating off of him
All you could do was awkwardly smile at him while looking around for your girlfriend, who'd left just under two minutes ago to use the restroom.
Although you shut down his advances several times, he wouldn't budge, getting closer every time you pushed away, effectively cagging you between his arms and the bar.
"I'm sure you're lovely, but I'm waiting for someone." You were trying to be polite, partially because it was in your nature, partially out of fear. "I can show you a better time than him." He hiccuped and slurred his words, yet somehow looked confident in the fact that he was winning you over.
You tried looking at the bartender for help, but he was busy preparing shots for a group of people at the other end of the counter.
"She's actually supposed to be coming back soon, I'm sorry but-" you tried, but were rudely interrupted, "She? Baby, let me show you what a man can do." Your irritation only grew, did he truly think that he'd seduce you by speaking over you?
His hand snaked up your hips, he planned on continuing his 'grand speech', thankfully, he didn't get to. A loud thud and he was off of you, you snapped your head to the side, only to see him stumbling backwards, Vi soon also came into your line of vision.
You barely had time to process the fact that he tried touching you, let alone the fact that your girlfriend was now in the middle of beating him up.
As soon as realization hit, you stood from your chair hurrying to Vi's side, attempting to pry her off the man before someone called the police.
Suprisingly, it's wasn't too hard to get her to stop. Of course, that didn't mean she wouldn't shout insults the entire way out of the bar.
Once you left, Vi's demeanor changed completely, her scowl replaced with a gentle look as she analyzed you. Her arm was now snug around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer every few seconds.
She'd somewhat calmed down, now more focused on your well-being rather than the pure rage she felt moments prior.
"Are you hurt, sweets?" Her voice flooded with concern, using her free hand to search for any injury you might've gotten.
"I'm alright, thank you." A sweet smile spread across your face when her hand rested against your cheek.
The steadiness in your voice seemed to have relaxed her a bit, but you could still see the nervousness in her eyes. "Are you sure?"
You nodded, leaning in to give her a small peck before turning your head to pay attention to the sidewalk in front of you.
Once you made it back to your shared apartment, Vi was somehow touchier, insisting you sit in bed with her before beginning your night-time routine.
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"We should change, you know." You suggested, but there was no real eagerness in your voice, too comfortable leaning your back against Vi's chest.
She hummed in acknowledgement while kissing lightly down your neck and back. "We will," her hands traced where the man from earlier held you, "I can't believe he touched you." You could tell she was getting angry again through her tone, but not at you, never at you.
Violet slid her hands from your hips to your front, resting on your belly for just a few seconds before moving downwards. Your breath hitched at the realization of what she wanted to do, her fingers kneaded your inner thigh for a few moments.
She took her time smoothing your skin over, itching painfully slow towards your core. When she finally brushed against your panties you whimpered in anticipation.
"Are you already wet, baby?" Her long fingers slid up an down your slit, chuckling as she answered her own question.
Vi would either be an excruciating tease, or even more impatient than you were, there was never an in-between. So, when she quickly sunk two fingers inside you, you knew what kind of night you were up for.
Her thumb rubbed fast circles on your clit as she fingered you, muttering soft words in your ear. Her spare hand roaming along your torso, eventually setting on squeezing one of your tits.
Your head dropped against her shoulder as you instinctively spread your legs wider, which only seemed to rile her up further.
"Are ya' close baby? Gonna be a good girl and cum for me? That's it." She whispered, her soft kisses soon became hickeys for her to place wherever she could reach.
You answered in incoherant moans, bucking your hips into her hand. Soon you reached your high, legs shaking as Vi did little to slow down her pace.
When your breath started to even out, Violet gently shoved you forward by your shoulders. You let out a startled yelp at the sudden action, now you laid with your head turned sideways on the mattress, knees reaching each side of your chest, and ass raised slightly in the air.
Your body heated up at the lewd position she placed you in. "You look so pretty like this, my pretty girl." Suddenly, her weight left the mattress and you heard her rummaging through your draws along with the noise of her taking off her clothes.
It wasn't long before Violet settled back behind you, your silent questions of why she left was soon answered when silicone grazed against your rear.
Her rough hands hiked up your dress, giving her a perfect view of you. Too impatient to undress you properly, Vi moved the fabric of your panties aside once again, only this time, something much larger than her fingers slid inside you.
Your moans were muffled into the sheets as she slowly thrusted into you, but her pace didn’t remain gentle for long, as she quickly sped up her thrusts, using your hips to balance herself.
Nothing but sweet words left her mouth as she brutally fucked in and out of you. 
“Ah, good” thrust “fucking” thrust “girl.”
“Just like that, my sweet baby.”
Among all the mindless praise, you started hearing unexpected apologies. Now she’s bent down to whisper and moan in your ear, still dropping “I’m sorry”s every now and then. Although it confused you, your head was far too empty and all you could push past your lips were whimpers.
She moved behind you again, straightening her back to admire you beneath her, Vi got high off the way you writhed and begged for her, only her.
Orgasm after orgasm, Violet continued to fuck in and out of your cunt. Her hold on your hips tightened enough to bruise while she used you to get off.
Eventually her movements stutter then stop completely, she lets out a string of curses, carefully pulling out and moving to kiss your neck.
You barely got to catch your breath when you heard was a soft "'M sorry baby." Before she plunged her strap back into your wet pussy. You couldn't do anything but whimper as she fucked you all over again.
(Kind of like this, kind of don't, I'm a tad rusty😓)
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vi x f!reader hcs゛ ⿻
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pair → vi x femme reader, friendly & bashful
cw → fluff, nsfw, not proofread, rushed
✦、i needed to get something out, i really need more determination to finish my work. i'll try have trembling published asap * ₊ ・
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sfw!,
vi takes pride in the fact her bare voice can make you shy away, but she'd never take advantage of you with that
you're referred to as things like vi's lamb because of your sheepish persona
she finds you adorable and melts at the way you're so friendly, in zaun kindness is extremely rare — not to mention stillwater. you're like a diamond from the bottom of the sea to the pinkette
people may find the pair strange, a headstrong woman with a sensitive and polite lady. some bystanders may insult you two but vi always just covers your ears, "don't listen to them. i love you no matter what, we're okay."
she makes sure not to be too gruesome or violent when beating their faces in as to not scare you. they couldn't just walk around freely and go unpunished now, could they?
has a tendency to zone out on your face (especially your cheeks) and loves to watch it deepen into a rosary pigment, nearly matching her hair
you find vi so beautiful that keeping eye contact is extremely difficult. her flirtatiousness doesn't help at all — constantly burying your face into books or palms in attempts to hide. that pretty little head of yours always ends up in her hands though, "oh, no no please don't hide, let me see that pretty smile."
when vi had introduced you to caitlyn insecurity began to bubble up within you. cait was neat, proper, and very composed — polar opposites.
the thoughts kept flooding in and your positivity had faded moments ago, vi noticed the shift of atmosphere. she never failed to reassure and comfort you, "you are everything to me y/n, that bashfulness is a part of you; it's special and charming. even if that changed i would still love you continuously."
strange as it may sound, because of excessive blushing you resemble a hand body? warmer. vi runs very hot and finds the fact you're warmer extremely comforting. some days she just needs a break and takes deep naps with you in her arms or vice versa
this girl is so head over heels for you. all she's known is to toughen up and be on guard, yet your carefree and welcoming personality is so refreshing. you're her reminder that it's okay to not be so strong and any second spent with you is euphoric. the rabbit hole of love has vi so deep that she see's you as an angel in disguise
"so perfect.." yes, most of the time she's a sap but the sly part of her tends to outshine that display of adoration. straight knees were placed beside yours, toned arms laid against your head, pinning you to the seat. in this position vi could see every feature of yours, "you're so cute like this. i wonder though, what kind of expressions would you make in bed?"
that happens quite often..
sometimes people just hand things to you since you're too afraid to ask, but vi wants to hear your voice no matter what. she constantly teases and encourages you to speak more, "come on angel. don't be afraid, what do you want?
being shy can be stressful. vi did research with caitlyn about people who are often anxious and learned it causes tension in the body. expect some nightly massages
orders food for you and never leaves your side when trading with merchants, and she is definitely the type to keep a hand on your waist. okay, okay, w vi
nsfw!,
god, why is she so hot
if you ever decide to try and mute yourself with a pillow just know it'll be tossed to the side eventually. don't even try use your hands to hide yourself because they'll soon be pinned above your head
she takes great care of you, in many ways. peppers kisses from your jawline down to the neck and shoulders as a distraction for the hands between your legs
vi wants to see, feel, and taste all of you. she simply doesn't let you try and 'hover' over her. no way. her face will be your throne whether you like it or not
you try and repay her, yet most of the she just denies it and says, "don't worry about it cupcake. your pleasure is mine." she actually gets off to you feeling good, but there's no way you're just gonna sit around being a pillow princess 24/7
when she does let you take the lead you're showered with praises, she tears up slightly the first time. nobody had treated her so gently, "god you're doing so well.. fuck. i love you i love you i love you."
bought a clear strap with sparkles to not "scare you" the first time (?) it was awfully cute
many people were intrigued by your friendliness and kindness, they tried to flirt or take advantage of you but luckily there were always opportunities to get away safely. now that vi is here, she helped you realize what everybody had been doing; by taking you home herself.
you told vi you were anxious at first about how she'd react to your body, that very same day she cherished you, slowly removing every piece of clothing with an affirmation. litters kisses on every part of your skin and kisses your tears of happiness away.
the stronger woman carefully lowered the straps of your dress, "you're so beautiful. do you know that?" "you tell me everyday.." hands trailed up from the small of your back up to your temples softly. "and i mean it every single time." her lips met your collarbone and slipped off the rest of your garments lovingly yet oh, so, slowly; watery eyes began to form from the amount of love you were receiving. vi kissed away the tears that were trailing down your cheek. "if i had met you sooner my love, i would spend every single second i had giving you the good things you were deprived of. " the moon shone so perfectly on your skin, making your damp face glisten. i wouldn't mind dying to the sight of this. vi shamelessly thought. she took care of you in that same pace, lovingly, painfully slow. you're her angel — you deserve it all.
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