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novacqnes · 1 year

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prisoner, prisoner // vi

summary: most within the confines stillwater viewed vi as a seemingly mystical figure— by all except you. thus, when assigned to be her new cell mate you’ll stop at nothing to uncover the truth.

warning: prison? angsty, touch-starved, mentions of blood, wounds, a whole lot of teasing, smut; fingering (vi receiving), bottom vi

pairing: vi x fem reader

word count: 2.7k

a/n: vi’s literally one of my favorite characters and i only have one piece of writing up for her— it’s criminal (no pun intended) also this may or may not be me furthering my bottom vi agenda idk 🤷🏾‍♀️

the air inside of stillwater always had a way of trapping you. heavy and stifling it clung to your skin, mercilessly coating it with dew. although at times it felt more treacherous, seeping its way into your lungs, offering you just the slightest glimpse of your grim future. in many ways it stood in for the steel bars of your confinement, making your situation even direr.

the hallways reeked of something metallic— it could’ve been blood, rust from the decrepit bars, or the scent of pure fear. as you passed by each cell the stench seemed to vary, with some spaces emitting more fear than others. despite this, you weren’t afraid— at least not in the way you should’ve been. you knew your fate, and it involved the red-headed pariah at the far end of the hall.

truly, nobody knew anything about anyone— but there was much mystique surrounding inmate 516. you only knew her name and even that could’ve been up for debate. there wasn’t much emphasis on them, in fact, most of the time you forgot your own. yet within those, it didn’t matter and for as long as you existed inside them you were inmate 601.

slowly, her cell came into view. it looked bleaker than you’d ever imagined. a small, dreary voice echoed rang throughout your mind— and it urged you to turn back. the voice was relentless, it pleaded and cried. desperately attempting to persuade you to fall to your knees before the guards and beg for forgiveness. it only grew louder and for a moment you nearly gave in.

“keep moving 601,” the guard to your left spoke with a low, gruff voice. the other sent a sharp push to your shoulder sending you straight toward the front of the cell. you could feel the menacing smirks grazing their lips, wanting nothing more than to taunt you. after all, it was your fault for ending up there in the first place. this new living situation served as a reminder of it and the purplish bruise under your eye served as a reminder of it.

“on your feet, inmate,” the second guard barked, yet the order wasn’t directed at you. a muscular figure approached the bars, and slivers of fiery red hair emerged from the dark. you could almost make out her face and although you’d seen it numerous times before it was a lot softer than you’d imagined.

vi wrapped her hands around the steel bars, revealing the blood-stained bandages over them. she leaned forward, grayish-blue eyes quickly darting toward your face. after a moment her soft features hardened, allowing for her hard exterior to truly take shape. her eyes bore deep holes in yours prompting a rigid chill up your spine.

she spat, “the fuck is this…?” but no response was given. rather the men laughed at her question, obnoxiously so.

behind you the other guard leaned in, slowly un-cuffing as he whispered, “word of advice 601….try not to fall asleep.” he then produced a set of keys that would open the door to your new reality. the metal emitted a loud creek that traveled throughout the hallway. with another hard nudge, you were shoved into the small space. the hard clanging sound of the bars following suit.

you were left with nothing but the distinct unwelcoming silence that pervaded the cell. vi hardly spared you a second glance. she sauntered back over to the corner, continuing on as if you didn’t even exist. hence, the mystical aura that surrounded her persisted— and you had no way of knowing how to break it. thus you settled for simply chipping away at the tough exterior. with a deep breath, you stepped towards the lower bunk.

“what are you doing?”

“sitting down,” you chirped. her voice was low and hostile— it took everything in you not to shoot right back up. despite this you kept yourself planted on the flimsy mattress. ignoring the small voice making its way to the surface.

begrudgingly she stepped toward you, “that’s my bed.” the aggression was still present in her voice but you couldn’t help but detect the slight amusement in it as well. and for some odd reason, you found it intriguing— only fueling your curiosity.

“so?”

“…i can’t tell if you’re trying to be brave or just really stupid,” she whispered.

now vi stood just a few feet away yet her presence was stronger than ever. the only source of light was a dim lantern outside of the cell and it allowed you to partially capture vi’s face— and the rest of her. she was notorious for getting into fights but now that you were up close you certainly saw why. her arms and legs were sculpted by hard, defined muscles that seemed to flex without the slightest care. in a matter of your seconds, you’d found yourself completely warped in them and it was vi’s stern voice that pulled you out.

“i heard what you did— that fight in the cafeteria? why?” her entire being practically loomed over you. calloused hands gripped the frame on the top bunk as she bent over to face you. the distance was more than intimidating— it was domineering. it corroborated the long-standing rumors and it only made her seem more like a mystery. yet the longer you looked into her eyes the more you held out hope that your cellmate was more than just a ruthless murderer.

“it was the only way to get close to you.” slowly you rose from the bed, diminishing the already non-existent distance down to nothing. vi kept her arm planted on the metal, caging you in between it. her eyes darted in between yours and her expression remaining unreadable. the air seemed to thicken and for a moment it felt impossible to breathe.

vi’s voice was light and almost condescending. her soft lips to brushed along the side of your ear, “you got yourself thrown in the worst part of this shithole because you have a crush on me? jesus…maybe you are stupi—“

“it’s more complicated than that.”

she smirked, “then explain it to me, roomie.” she turned on her heel slowly ambling along the decaying wall, back over to her side of the room. as much you hated to admit you missed the proximity. it’d been so long since you’d experienced what it felt like to be touched by another person. and although she wouldn’t dare utter it aloud vi regretted pulling away.

“you haven’t heard, have you? most people think you’re some kind of monster or a martyr waiting to die. which is why you’ve been here for so long.”

“what do you think?”

“i don’t believe either,” you admitted. she kept most of her face turned away, thus your only view was the dark, intricate tattoo designs that ran across her soft skin. the longer she stood there the more you wanted to run your fingers over each one. and the desire was persistent— at that moment you wanted nothing more than to touch her. despite your judgment, you stepped forward, fighting the urge to do so.

it was evident that she didn’t trust you and you couldn’t blame her for it. vi had simply existed within stillwater for years but she didn’t really have anyone. the abuse from the guards was relentless and if she wasn’t in fights then she was here— in this poor excuse for a cell. she kept her arms bound to her sides, clenching her fists for dear life. therefore there was no way she was going to open up to you— especially not like this.

“i wanna tell you about how i got here��if you don’t mind?”

“i don’t have anywhere else to be,” she shrugged, a slight smile tugging on her lips. cautiously you moved towards vi once again, joining her on the opposite wall.

“a few years ago some of my friends and i thought we could pull off this heist. the plan was that we’d steal some piltover’s most beloved riches and in doing so we’d become legends— maybe even rich.”

“you can’t be serious,” she chuckled, filling the room with her quiet but infectious laughter. it was something that was so rare that it nearly shocked you. yet the sound was beautiful, sending a swarm of butterflies to the pit of your stomach.

you cleared your throat, “unfortunately i am, my adolescent years were a very dark time for me, alright? anyway, the day comes and i get there, i wait for god knows how long but they never show up. just when i’m about to leave these enforcers show up and they practically tackle me to the ground— i still have the scar. next thing i know i’m detained for a robbery that i never even got the chance to commit.”

“they let you go down for it?” she turned to face you, her breath lightly fanning your cheek. silently you nodded, keeping your eyes focused ahead. you couldn’t shake off the warm feeling that accompanied being under vi’s gaze. it made your conversation feel even more like a dream. but most of all it made you feel safe.

“most people suck, you learn that early. but if it makes you feel any better i wish that i’d met you earlier,” she sighed.

“why?”

“we would’ve come up with a much better plan- and we would’ve gotten away with it too,” she boasted, moving a couple of red strands from her face. you couldn’t help but admire even if it was just for a moment. small, reddish-pink bruises took shape along the sides of her face. despite this, her eyes looked brighter than ever and for the life of you, you didn’t have the willpower to look away— and neither did vi.

“can i see it? the scar?” she asked. her voice, smoother than ever was the only deterrent to your rampant dreams. dreams that consisted of your cellmate in ways that you preferred to keep to yourself. nevertheless, you lifted the hem of your shirt, revealing the entire left side of your abdomen.

“it’s dark, i can't see.” hesitantly you reached for her bruised hand. bringing it to your rib ever so slowly as you searched for the rough exterior of your wound. after a while you let go, allowing vi the chance to roam unassisted. the gesture was small but it brought both of you more comfort than the other would truly know.

“vi, why are you here?” you hummed, leaning into her soft touch as she caressed the skin along your abdomen. her fingers traveled upward, brushing the underside of your tits. the hair along the sensitive skin rose with each slow trace of vi’s fingertips.

“i don’t know y/n,” she whispered. she moved her other hand from her side bringing it to your aching body. despite the same desire that plagued vi’s body there was no hurry for her. she took her time basking in each part of the process.

“how’s that possible?”

“you piss off the wrong people i guess,” she chuckled, an apparent melancholic tone laced in her voice. you wanted to push further, ask her more questions but your mind couldn’t have been further from it. you needed vi more intimately than you’d ever expected and now you had nowhere to run.

“you’re so soft….” vi cooed, running the pad of her thumb over your nipple. she took used the other hand to knead your breast. her movements although minuscule drew shied moans from your lips that shot straight to vi’s core.

you purred, “do you know what that’s like?” she stopped for a moment, her eyes trailing up to meet yours. they glimmered even without the presence of a real source of light. she was desperate and it was so easily detectable just from the way that she looked back at you. she was tired of being alone and you wanted to tell— no show her that she didn’t have to be.

you cupped your hands to the sides of her face pulling her in for a kiss. at first, is was slow, but soon it escalated vi allowed her hands to roam up and down your body as your tongue slipped into her mouth, deepening the kiss even further. she reached for your shirt, roughly pulling it off your head. her lips immediately found your chest, peppering fiery kisses all over your tits. she pulled it into her mouth, cupping it gently as her lips wrapped around your nipple.

“i wanna show you something,” you muttered. slowly you brought your hand to vi’s lower abdomen keeping it there until she gave you approval. with one glance down at you, vi nodded, prompting you to sink your hand into her pants and underwear. the pad of your index finger connected with her clit first, sending a wintry chill up her spine.

“are you sure?” rather than responding she ushered her hips forward, humming at the warm contact. thus you took it as a sign to continue. you drew small circles, applying just the slightest amount of pressure. vi felt as if her entire body was being set ablaze with each part of it experiencing pleasure right after the next.

“i-i need more y/n,” she whimpered, clutching onto you. her hushed moans permeated the room, growing more fervent as you slipped a finger inside of her. low squelching sounds filled your ears the more you continued, pressing upwards. gradually your fingers became slick with her fluids and vi nearly incoherent.

you moved your lips to her neck, running your tongue along the skin. vi wanted to cry out, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d experienced anything like this. it was something so out of her control yet she loved every second of it.

“fuck—“ she choked out, her nails sinking into your skin. her heart was beating rapidly and fresh tears brimmed the corners of her eyes yet you showed no signs of slowing down. you slipped yet another finger into her pussy curling them at just the right angle. you targeted her g-spot wanting nothing more than for her to unravel against you.

“y/n— i’m- i can't.”

“tell me….” you cooed, pursuing a devilish pace. vi could feel her legs slowly losing feeling. her core burned with an insatiable ache that would soon consume her and she didn’t know how to express it.

“….tell me you what you want, violet.” she shook violently against you, burying her face into your neck yet you refused to stop— not until she said so.

“oh fuck— y/n, i’m gonna come.” vi’s cries filled your ears delightfully. she grasped onto your body tightly as the pit in her stomach came undone. fluids soaked your hand as well as the fabric of her uniform. patiently you eased her down from the high, running your arms along the art etched into her skin.

soon after she pulled away, discarding her wet pants before taking a seat on her bunk. she gestured for you to come to sit by her, sliding over to make room for you.

“…just so you know this is still my bed.”

you threw your hands up in defeat, flinging yourself onto the mattress beside her, “i surrender.”

for a while, the two of you sat alongside each other. there was something particularly comforting about unspoken comfort that vi seemed to understand better than anyone. in just a few hours your entire perception of her had been flipped on its side.

now? you had who idea what vi was except for the fact that you had to learn more. yet it wasn’t the things you’d originally set out on knowing, like her crimes or how long her prison sentence was. rather you wanted to learn small things, the parts that most people viewed as pointless. you wanted to know where she was from, her favorite color, what music did she like— if she even liked music?

vi shifted closer to you, her knees lightly brushing against yours as her eyes roamed over you. she leaned in close, pulling your attention back towards her.

“hey, what are you thinking about?” she asked. you turned to face her, bringing your thumb to the side of her face. she gazed back, her eyes holding the same amount of light as they did before.

“even after all of that…you’re still a mystery to me.”

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pixievi · 1 year

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𓆩 Stillwater Vi finger fucking a sweet, innocent prison ‘guard’ from a noble piltover family….

Squelching sounds bounced off of the dark, damp walls of the solitary section. Vi’s calloused fingers roughly fucked your dripping pussy from behind. Right through the cold bars of her cell. She had you pressed right up to them, with a tight hold around your neck. You squirmed and tried to match her devastating thrusts, chasing your high that was bubbling in your tummy. Her biceps flexed with sweat as she pounded you deliciously and you couldn’t hold back your pathetic whimpers. Which echoed right back to you.

“Aww, who would’ve thought such a pretty princess would be so fucking filthy”, Vi cooed lowly, right in your ear. As close as she could get to you. “Letting a dirty trencher fuck your pussy from a prison cell”

Her mocking made you more desperate and you felt yourself getting even more wetter around her fingers. Vi’s large, bandaged hand gripped your neck even tighter, choking you slightly. “Fuck, look at you, you’re dripping all over my bars”

She slipped in a third finger, stretching your warm walls even more. It was heavenly. Your face was contorted in a silent scream of pleasure, which forced its way out as Vi curled her fingers. Pounding your g spot as she thrusted greedily with a smirk, watching you quiver. And feeling your pussy suck her in hungrily. You were close. So close. Your thighs trembled from the pleasure, threatening to give up.

“V-Vi”, you moaned.

“What is it, Princess?”

“I’m gonna cum”, you panted, tightening your hold on the bars behind you.

“That’s filthy, needing to cum from my fingers? Dirty girl”, she growled, enjoying the way you jerked your hips at her degrading words and smooth voice. The warmth building in you snapped and you gasped, freezing in bliss as pleasure crashed over you. Vi kept thrusting through your orgasm, wanting to watch you squirm on her fingers while you were so sensitive. You trembled around her, whining. She shushed you gently as she slowed down her thrusts. Eventually slipping her fingers out of you. Which were now all sticky with your slick, and stained her bandage.

You leaned against the bars heavily catching your breath. Loud sucking sounds from behind you met your ears, and you lazily turned your head. Getting caught in Vi’s smug stare as she sucked her fingers clean of you.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ༺♡༻ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

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theendofevangelionnn · 1 year

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just thinking of being extremely clingy to vi and her accidentally yelling at you, kinda like how she did with powder in episode two or three i think

her doing anything and everything to try and fix everything that went down :(

making up with vi after an argument ♡

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I think that Vi isn’t one to immediately apologize after but this was a different story ๑

You became more clingy after she got out of prison which was expected because of the time you two faced apart and not as much of a problem at first- but then she had to get a job ๑

You two ended up fighting about something stupid which then led to the clinginess being brought into the fight ๑

Vi had ended up saying something really mean about how she didn’t need you and that you needed to lay off which obviously took you by surprise because she had never been this mean before ๑

You slept in the guest bedroom that night, eventually passing out from crying, but Vi wasn’t able to sleep- she spent all night trying to figure out what to do ๑

The next day she had left your shared bedroom around noon and noticed that you hadn’t left the guest room yet- it felt like someone had punched her in the chest ๑

She grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note saying ‘i’m so sorry baby, i’ll make it up to you i promise. i love you so much.’ before leaving the house to collect everything she needed for her apology ๑

She grabbed your favorite flowers and some stuffed animals that reminded her of you in Piltover- deciding that you deserved so much better than whatever sketchy booth the undercity had to provide ๑

When she got home you were on the couch with some random show on for background noise while you read ๑

Taking a deep breath she approached you gently, noting that you had her note in between your pointer and thumb, probably using it as a bookmark ๑

”Hey baby,” Vi started sitting down next to you- keeping a reasonable distance and setting down the goodies she got you on the coffee table- ๑

Before she could stutter out whatever apology she had planned in her head you turned to her, your facial expression letting her know it was your turn to talk ๑

”Why were you so mean?”๑

Who knew a simple could make her so sad? ๑

She wanted to scream at herself- how could she be so stupid? ๑

”I’m sorry y/n, i’m so so so fucking sorry.” She puts her head in her hands and takes a deep breath- ๑

“I don’t know why I said those things, I got mad and just started yelling and I didn’t even know what the fuck i was saying i’m so sorry y/n.” ๑

Moving her head to look at you- she found you playing with the petals of the bouquet she had gifted you-๑

“I just want us to be okay Vi, I was just worried about you”- fuck. ๑

“I know baby I know you were, i’m sorry.” She muttered that word for what seemed like the thousandth time. ๑

”I know you are Vi, I know,” you took a pause- “can we just hug?” ๑

“Of course baby come here-“ ๑

The space she had previously put between you two was closed off in a second- you practically jumped onto he, moving to wrap your arms around her neck. ๑

She gripped the back of your shirt as she started to rock you back and forth in her arms, stuffing her face into the crook of your neck, happy that your argument has come to a close. ๑⁎⁺˳✧༚

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A/n: sorry this story got a bit lazy towards the end- i was on a group call while writing it and some shit happened 💀

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eternal-armin · 2 years

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Can you write a Vi x reader where they’re together and they have like, a safe word for arguments. Like, if one of them goes too far the other person can say the safe word and they’ll just take a moment to calm down and do fluffy stuff. But this time, when Y/N says the safe word, Vi just goes “to hell with the safe word Y/N!” and just continues the argument. A really angsty ending please (maybe a second part where they make up?)

i absolutely adored this prompt, and we will have a fluffy make up part 💗 i hope you enjoy it, anon!

violent. i

i chose 'pineapple' because it symbolizes hospitality. idk, it just spoke to me lol.

"vi, please, can we not do this right now?" you were tired and injured and feeling everything a little too deeply to handle an argument. even after trying your damndest to fight, you had... well, you'd lost the gemstone. more than that, you weren't able to fight to get it back.

"no. no, i am not gonna let this slide any longer! i helped you so much and this is how you repay me? you've essentially doomed the lanes. what the fuck is wrong with you?! god, you're just- you can't do anything right anymore. what happened to the days when you could hold your goddamn own?"

even though you knew she was just angry, just yelling to let off steam and not caring about the words she said, they still cut like a knife. wrapping your arms tight around yourself, you hated the feeling of tears rising to your eyes again. that just seemed to piss her off more.

"don't you fucking dare start crying right now, [y/n]. you have no right." vi spoke as much with her bandaged hands as with her voice, both trembling from the sheer anger she was feeling. those eyes- that gaze could've withered any lesser being, and yet somehow you were still standing. that was certainly worse.

"pineapple. vi, please." you managed, fighting back a sob.

instead of her tyrade stopping, instead of vi coming to the realization that she was hurting you, that ferocity remained. and, again, it managed to deepen.

"fuck the safe word, damnit!" vi cackled. it was a cold and utterly humorless sound. "i'm not done being mad at you. you're stronger than that! you're stronger than... this!" she gestured at you, as if to say that, whatever you were right now, it was weak and pitiful. that made you scowl. your own rage bubbled up in your chest. "you could've handled it back there. you took one fall, had one bit of shock and now all of a sudden you're a fucking crybaby? jesus christ, i thought you were strong."

you could barely hear her anymore. this woman who had always backed you up, always called you strong, was calling you pathetic. this woman who you had loved for god knows how long was insulting you like you were shit on the side of the road.

"get the fuck out of my apartment," you spat back, words filled with venom. instead of hugging yourself, your arms were now crossed tight over your chest. maybe you were angry, but those pesky tears did not stop.

"excuse me?"

"you heard me, god damnit." your voice broke. you took a deep breath through your nose, not letting your resolve melt for her. even if your voice wavered, you didn't stop speaking. "get the fuck out of my apartment, and i never wanna see your face again. that mission? it takes two, y'know. it was a failure on your part as well.

"now get. out."

there was the surprise and the reel-back. but it came a few moments too late. "c-cupcake, i-"

"shut up! don't call me that! you yell at me like i ruined the entire world, you betray my trust and the agreement- the promise we made to each other, and now you wanna apologize to me like nothing happened? that hurt, y'know! i damn near took a bullet for you. actually, sorry! i damn near took bullets for you. and now you're coming at me with this 'i have no right to cry' bullshit like you're so high and mighty! this is it. we are over, violet. now, i'm gonna say it one more time." you pointed at the door, glaring at her, unblinking, scowling. it was chilling to see you so pained.

"get. out." you dragged out the words like vi was a disobedient puppy. your voice, though weak, was hoarse and final, and filled with such broken animosity it made both of you shudder. vi was the only one who truly reacted.

there was no arguing with you anymore. you said it yourself; this was it.

everything about vi was conflicted. her expression was caught betwen angry and apologetic; wanting to continue to yell at you and wanting to say sorry until everything was fixed. she let out a breath, deciding that she didn't want to hurt you any more than she already had.

vi nodded slightly, biting her lip to keep herself from saying anything. without a goodbye- you would've been angrier if you heard it, honestly- she left just as you demanded, not even slamming the door behind her.

for a few seconds, you stood still as a statue right where you had been, surrounded by a suffocating silence. you pressed your hand to your mouth, feeling the hot tears stream fast down your cheeks like little waterfalls.

you sank to the ground, allowing yourself to sob into your hands. it was the only sound which accompanied you.

maybe somewhere vi was crying with you. but she wasn't your problem anymore.

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zombholic · 2 years

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we can't go M.I.A. you the only person who actually posts😭

imagine vi getting jealous

just

imagine it

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓

𝘷𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

vi would get jealous over everything and anything, doesn’t matter when or where.

if she sees another woman be to flirty with you she’ll waltz right up to you and tongue kiss you in front of her.

she’s gotten into many fights with others for being too flirty with you, she’s broken a lot of faces and does not regret it.

vi follows you everywhere, she doesn’t like when you’re wandering off around zaun without her for multiple reasons.

when you two are at the last drop she constantly has her arm wrapped around your waist or is hugging you from behind, you not knowing that she’s literally burning holes into anyone that looks your way.

whenever you wore a lets say skimpy outfit she would deadass wear her big thanos arm thingy, she was not about to let ANYONE breathe the same air as you.

it never bothered you how easily jealous violet would get, it only made you love her more.

vi was not only easily jealous but she was very protective of you, if vi was a dog breed she’d be a dobermann, PROVE ME WRONG.

she constantly has you sitting in her lap, arms around your waist, small kisses getting planted on your neck, she loved showing you off but she hated the crowd.

one time a drunk decided to grope your ass, vi was of course in arms view literally came SPRINTING and broke this mans hands, face, teeth, ear bone if theres even a bone in the ear, you name it, she broke it.

sometimes you liked to push her little pink buttons and wear a short shirt in public around her.

“stop moving so much” pinkette basically growled in your ear from behind you, pulling your skirt down to cover your ass “i’m dancing violet” you rolled your pretty doe eyes at her, teasingly riding your skirt up again as she continued to pull it down “i’m gonna make you a sobbing mess when we get outta here cupcake” a sharp slap coming in contact with your ass “you’re too soft for that my love, you can try.”

mmm lets say you were basically abused the whole night in only your skirt.

A/U: good god i need to make longer headcanons i swear, I HOPE U LIKED THIS MOOT <33

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babyyweebbitch · 1 year

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hii :) could you maybe do vi x reader in high school together?

sure! we need a powerful lesbian couple in highschool 💃🏾🕺🏾

content warning : female reader , highschool , modern AU , everyone is alive here and in the school here :,)

i feel like you two met your first year of highschool. you were kinda kept to yourself a lot before Vi came and talked to you. after you two started hanging out you both became inseparable

everyone honestly didn’t get why you two were friends, she was a fighter and got into fights a lot and you always helped her after fights.

after awhile you both started dating and everyone was talking about it. everyone was always whispering to each other in the halls as you walked down the middle. Vi loved it and you tried to hard to stay hidden

you two made a bunch of friends. your friends were friends with Vi’s friends and vise versa.

definitely the group that everyone tries to avoid because of Vi

you sit on her lap at the tables outside before, during lunch and after school.

when Vi got suspended you went to hee house every day to help her with homework

you, vi and your group of friends have your own table in the cafeteria you sit at everyday. one new kid made the mistake of sitting there once and now he’s your best friend

when Jinx went to your Highschool she was an automatic member of your friend group

every weekend you, Vi, jinx and a few other friends do activities (youre banned from three bowling rings and two movie theatre’s)

one weekend you and Vi went to an arcade and spend quality time together

during your senior year is when you started throwing parties and shit. parties were usually at your house whenever you parents weren’t home for the weekend. lemme just say stuff went down a few times at your parties (especially with you and vi)

vi is the type to say “where is my hug at, cupcake” in the middle of the hallway. you can’t prove me wrong

always has two jackets just incase you want one

also is the type to text you and talk shit about her teacher while in that teachers class

her locker has pictures of you two together. she even has your bracelet she may or may have not stolen from your room while you two were hanging out in there too

you two broke up once’s after an argument and it was kinda awkward for like a week because you were still hanging out with your friends and Jinx. Jinx got you to back together again

Vi definitely told herself she would marry you after highschool.

the only time you both actually argued badly was that time i just said where you broke up for a week. normally your arguments are over stupid fixable things and they last like a few hours at most. you two were labelled the perfect couple in school because of that. everyone wanted a relationship like yours

you didn’t show up to school for a week once and Vi had separation anxiety and didn’t go to school until you came back. everyone had a rumor that you both were arrested and just for amusement you never confirmed or denied it for a week or two

dude, Vi got tattoos and piercings during christmas break and EVERYONE FREAKED THE FUCK OUT NGL.

it was monday morning after christmas break ended. you and Vi drove to school with Jinx and two other friends. you were the one driving while Vi was in the passenger seat. Vi had three healing piercings and her tattoos were pretty much almost healed

“dude, everyone ur gonna freak out over your tattoos Vi!” Jinx said, leaning up. Ekko quickly pulled her back to sit down. jinx punched him and sat back

“that’s the point — i want them to”

you car had a pretty big Sun roof that Vi and jinx liked to climb out of whenever you drove together so you started opening it for the two. once Vi saw it was close to the school she climbed out of it with just half her body out the car and she greeted the rest of your friends that were getting off the bus. you parked the car at the senior parking spot and watched as jinx did the same thing

“guess who got tattoos motherfuckers!! this bitch right here!”

“you’re fucking joking!” one friend said, Vi jumped out the car and Jinx stood on the top

“she was crying during her piercings though! ‘y/n baby hold my hand!’” Jinx mocked. you, Ekko and Mylo all got out the car after you closed the roof

“the guy scared me asshole!”

“you were totally crying”

“get down before the principal suspends you again” ekko said, holding his arms out so she could hop down. jinx did just that and you handed them their bags. Vi walked inside with you and the rest and everyone was talking about what they did over christmas break and what they got

“i got a PS5”

“you got a 4 dumbass” you said, opening your locker, vi standing behind you and waiting for you

“oh shit i did, oops”

“FUCKIN LYING ASS” mylo said

“I FORGOT BRO DAMN ITS WHITE WND I HAVE IT STANDING UP, X BOX HAVING ASS”

“at least they don’t scam you of your money”

“yes they fucking do!”

“SHUT UP!”

you were dying laughing on your locker after getting what you needed for the day and then going to Vi’s locker with her. Jinx and Mylo were still arguing over who scams who out of peoples money and poor Ekko was just trying to text his mom that he got to school safely :(

throughout the day vi texted you a list of teachers that said she couldn’t have tattoos and piercings but she humbled them and said she was 18 so she could do whatever she wanted. during lunch you showed up late

“guys, that one teacher saw my car and now he’s complaining to Mr. Viktor about it!” you said laughing while sitting next to Vi. jinx being jinx was sitting on the table

“Mr Silco?”

“yeah! he’s mad i have a better car. he’s mad a 18 year old has a better car than him”

“stab his tires”

“jinx!”

“what?! he got Vi’s car towed a few weeks ago! he deserves it!”

“i could get arrested”

“you would be the second one”

vi sat there, mouth agape before laughing and punching jinx in the arm. the rest of the lunch was spent talking and you showing Ekko random pictures he thought were hilarious and was dying laughing

once school ended you and Vi were waiting for everyone to get their stuff from their lockers when Vi spotted silco going to his

“nice car, i wish i had mine yaknow” she said, you tried not to giggle “but my girlfriends car is better. it’s new , did you know that”

silco stood there kinda mean mugging Vi while you were full on laughing before getting into your car. Jinx and Ekko got into the car after walking out the school

“mylo got in trouble so he’s gonna stay until the last bus comes”

“he literally bumped into the principal and she got pissed off.”

you pulled out the parking lot and started driving walmart since that’s where you wanted to after school.

i’ll just say Jinx broke something at walmart and now y’all gotta find another walmart because they kicked you all out 💀

#Vi #violet arcane #arcane x reader #arcane #vi x reader #vi x female reader #vi headcanons #lesbians #lgbt #lesbian

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yoze · 2 years

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Hey, so this is kinda specific, so don't hesitate to ignore this request 😅 anyone of them with an s/o who has their name tattooed on their inner thigh👀

Have a nice day🥰

You having Vi's name tattooed on your inner thigh? Yeah.. That will undoubtedly become her favorite aspect of you. Frankly, it's just another opportunity for her to separate those pretty thighs--but it's not like you seem to mind.

Once your tattoo had healed, Vi was between your legs damn-near every day. Admiring, caressing, kissing, licking, sucking, or biting your tattoo. Integrating it into a sexual activity in some way.

Whether she's rubbing you through your underwear, fucking you, eating you out, or just kissing you--I can guarantee that some part of her is going to be touching on that tattoo on your thigh.

#arcane #arcane vi #vi x reader #vi x y/n #vi x you #vi x female reader #vi x fem!reader #arcane x reader #arcane smut #vi smut

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arcanemoxhi · 1 year

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Prison Trauma ⛓️

✨//Vi x Fem Reader//✨ 💕

Warning ⚠️: Sfw, mentions of NsFw, prison, trauma, brutal prison beatings, angst, near-death experiences

A/N: Sorry for the lack of stories, I was trying to make more ideas ☺️💡

✨//Imagine//✨

There were adjusting the rooms inside Stillwater and decided to put the only two women in the prison in the same cell. You two were so scared to even interact because of the threatening environment. Sooner or later, you two began to warm up with each other and even began to defend each other from the endless beatings inside the cell. You two finally are comfortable enough to sit next to each other and confess each other's name. "I'm Vi, what about you?" ... "My name is (Y/N)". You two shared, making the atmosphere feel a bit better. You two shared warmth to combat the cold floor, you two shared food, you two worked out together in prison. You two were a unit, a unit that had the prison fearful. Both of you were the scariest power team in this prison. You were a bit more braver along with Vi protecting you, and vice versa. One day, as Vi is practicing her punches against the brick wall, you noticed a enforcer woman walk over. She stood tall with dark blue hair and expensive looking clothes. The first thought you had was how lucky she was, to be born in a better situation. She talked to Vi as Vi circled the jail. You watched as eventually she is bailed out by the woman. Vi wanted to plead for you to come with, but the blue haired woman denied and kept it moving. Vi gripped the bars from the outside looking in on you, terrified and shaking. You run over and grab her hands as well, "D-Don't leave me..." You whimpered at the woman who kept you sane and brave this entire time. "I'll come back for you, I'll free you I promise." Vi kissed your hands for the first time. She begins to release your cold hands and walk off with the blue haired enforcer. You cry at the bars, and eventually a prison guard comes around to beat you out of your uncontrollable crying.

Perhaps a week later, you were cold in the middle of the prison cell, shivering and twitching as the moon rays showed your bruised body. "(Y/N)," you turned around from your pain almost immediately. Your pink hair warrior was standing there with joyful tears in her eyes. The jail cell opens, Vi opens her muscular arms out to you. "I told you I was coming back, I'm not leaving you back here." Vi smiles with tears streaming, knowing that your okay. You sprint over to her, almost pouncing on her crying profusely. Vi holds you as she stares at the blue haired woman past your shoulders. She thanks her with her eyes as she carries you out of here.

Ever since then, Vi has been your protector and you two, with the help of her blue haired woman. Her name was Caitlyn, and she helped Vi get an apartment and clothes and food to spare. Vi got a job with Caitlyn and you stayed home, which you didn't mind, but it did remind you of prison at times. You two eventually confessed each other's feelings and became one.

Vi would...

Whenever Vi got home, she made sure to shower you in kisses and cuddles.

"Babe, I'm home!" As she hugs you tightly. Whenever she hugs you, you always get that warm feeling you got when she came back for you.

She made sure you were comfortable and if you needed anything, she was there and she got for you. You two cuddle until you two wanted to eat or go to bed. Anytime was cuddle time.

You and Vi would eat like wild cave woman who hasn't eat in years. Anything was better than that prison food and you two constantly made jokes about it.

You two bonded over the years and any trauma you two shared, you could rightfully laugh about some dumb crap that happened.

After dinner, Vi and you would work together to clean up the kitchen and dinner table. You two enjoyed working as a unit.

When it's bedtime, Vi got a weighted blanket. She always makes sure you are warm under the blankets.

When you two get in bed, Vi always lays on her back so you can curl into her chest and arms. She makes sure you are warm and you comfy.

When you lay on your side, her chest is against your back as you sleep. It reminds you that she's still here and she isn't going anywhere.

When you have nightmares, you flinch and twitch as you wake. You even tend to wake up with arms swinging. Vi would catch you and holds your arms down.

"shh, shh, baby. Baby, you need to wake up. I'm right here, shh, it's okay. It's okay. It's not real, it's only a dream. You're safe." Vi rocks you to calm you from your feisty nightmares.

You're sobbing when you finally wake, Vi knows your traumatized without her and sometimes she cries with you. She sometimes blames herself, but you hugging her tightly helps her think otherwise.

You're crying is calmed when you lay into Vi's arms and chest. You often listen to her heartneat.

Vi loves to carry you around. She always wanted to bench press you and carry you around like the princess she saw in her eyes.

She would want to give you everything that you two didn't get to experience, like a proper date or an adventure.

You would do some side gigs around the lanes and got paid for them so you could spoil Vi occasionally as well.

Vi would protest, but it would be too late as you already paid and Vi had to enjoy the experience, which she did.

You two always found thrill in racing each other around the lanes, it's gives you freedom and especially the ability to beat down any asshole you guys saw. It was truly freedom for you both.

At the end of the parkcour, Vi always checked on you for any scratches and if you had any, she would take you two to her favorite spot to see the entire city as she healed you up.

Sometimes you two just cuddle up and sometimes make out up there.

Vi would tease you to death about making you moan so loud that the city would wake up to watch. You would freakout at that thought. Vi adores your cute shy face

If NSFW activities did occur, no matter the place, vi would always reassure you how much she loves you and she's not going anywhere. Perfect after care.

Sometimes when she comes back from work, she's bloody and bruised. You wouldn't mind cleaning her up, but you always begged her to be more careful.

One night, she didn't come home and you got a call from Caitlyn about Vi. You never ran so fast to Piltover in your life.

Vi wasn't careful and she was brutally beaten and bloody. Luckily, she was stable and will be okay, but you pushed nurses and even Caitlyn away as you fell to Vi's side of the hospital bed. You cried profusely mumbling, "pls, please, please... No you can't, you promised you wouldn't leave me.."

It's been hours in the hospital. Caitlyn has left hours ago, while u watched Vi's vital stay stable the entire time. You're so afraid of watching it drop.

You couldn't close your eyes until you heard her. Your eyes are dried, but anytime you thought of Vi dying made you cry more.

Eventually, you feel Vi's hand touches yours as her eyes shoot open. She looks around to see you with tears in your eyes. "Vi... Vi!!! Nurse, she's awake!!!"

Vi smiles at you, "Baby... Baby, im--"

"shut up, you don't get to say shit to me!!! I could've lost you!! What were you thinking?!" Your tears are streaming faster as Vi begins to cry now. She didn't mean for you to freak out like this. You quickly come over and kiss her deeply, wiping her tears. Vi wraps her wounded arms around your face. "I'm so sorry, baby. It wasn't suppose to happen like this..."

Vi cried a bit, she didn't want to hurt you or scare you, but the mission definitely went wrong. You didn't care, nor were you angry anymore. You just cared that Vi was alive and breathing and speaking to you.

After Vi recovers after a week, you would check up on her constantly. She wasn't allowed back onto the field until her entire body was healed, so you made sure of that by bringing her lunch.

You would walk home with Vi at the end of the day and was ready to kick anyone's ass who tried to hurt Vi.

Vi always thought you were so damn adorable protecting her, but she was proud of you kicking ass.

Whenever Vi tried to do something, you took it out her hands and took over. Vi sometimes got annoyed, but she was gonna have to deal with it. She couldn't argue with you even if she wanted.

A/N: Merry Christmas Eve, everyone! I'm making a Christmas story soon, it's gonna be cute!🥰

#arcane fanfic #vi arcane #arcane fluff #arcane violet #vi x female reader #arcane x reader #vi x reader

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angelltheninth · 17 days

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Hi! Can you write romething about Vi with fem!reader with a breeding kink, who begs Vi to use a cumming strap-on on her and be as rough as she likes-

Vi is so damn hot, she makes me go supid.

Pairing: Vi x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, strap-on use, rough sex, creampie

A/N: Every time I see Vi punch someone I fall for her more. And so does Caitlyn.

Adoption is always an option but she gets the sense that this is different

This isn't just you wanting a kid, this is you wanting the fantasy of Vi specifically being the one to make you pregnant

If her strap and cum is what you want you don't need to say a single word more

Wants to be able to look at your pussy while she creampies it

But also wants to see your eyes roll back into your head when you finally get what you've been asking for, begging and pleading for the better part of an hour

Used to think creampies are too messy

Still are but it's also hot to see your pussy full after she pulls out

To make it even better for you she starts talking about breeding you, how much she wants to give you kids, as many as you can fit into that belly of yours, how hot you're gonna look when you're swollen and pregnant

Grabs your hips every time she finishes, she needs this in order to stay grounded and not lose herself in this fantasy

Might have started wearing that strap-on under her clothes so she can breed you any time you want

#arcane x reader #vi x reader #arcane imagines #vi imagine #arcane headcanon #vi headcanons #arcane smut #vi smut #arcane x you #vi x you #arcane x female reader #vi x female reader #league of legends x reader #league of legends imagine #league of legends headcanon #league of legends smut #league of legends x you #league of legends x female reader #x female reader

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moriahwritez · 1 year

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How Vi and Sevika take you home on a rainy night (When issues happens).

Hey guys again. You could listen to rain sounds for further experience. Make sure to follow more stories. Enjoy!

You could find the link here to listen while reading. https://youtu.be/aCLgmgukgfw

Anyways....

Vi:

On a cold rainy night, you finished a council meeting with Mel Medarda. "Please be safe out there, Y/N and hurry back home," says Mel coming out the front door. "Will do, Ms. Medarda. See you another time." You open your umbrella and walk down the stairs. While walking close to the sidewalk, a group of boys who roam around the street starts talking crap about you. "Did you see how the way she's dressed? I'm surprised Mel let her in." Then another says, "I feel like Ms. Medarda wouldn't let her be some kind of Enforcer if she's that poor. She can't even dress up professionally." They laugh at you. You clenched your teeth and close your umbrella, running straight at them. "I won't be poor anymore, once I get in this job! And you could complain all you want. You won't get in like I will someday." You swing the umbrella at them. One of the boys lean back and kicks you on the ground. "Like how so? The only thing you could afford is working at selling stuff. But what will you buy you ask? Probably yourself." He kept on laughing at you. Your clothes were damp from the soaked ground and all you can do is cry. "I won't let that happen you…you brat!" You yelled at him. "And who's gonna stop me?" He asked, sarcastically. Suddenly, Vi ran up and kicks him away from you, while the others immediately ran off, knowing she's that badass girl from Vander's side who can smack the life outta people. Vi looks down at you, reaching out her hand. "Don't worry about those, assholes. Let me take you home." Your eyes flustered as you recognize who that was. Vi picks you up and adjusted your umbrella. She touches your skin from the arm, which causes you to shiver from your damp clothes and the ground. She took off her jacket and wraps it around you. "That should keep you warm from all that, hopefully." Then, she holds your umbrella up to cover each other. "Your not cold?" You asked. Vi chuckles. "I'm actually used to rain and the cold weather. Pretty warm-blooded so am alright." You let out an awe and lean down her shoulder, covering half of the jacket she gave to you, to her and walk away alone together.

Sevika:

Night arrives after you finish your job from the last of drop. It started heavy raining, when you felt a droplet from your nose. And more came down faster. "Shoot," you said. You forgotten your umbrella at home, but didn't know it was gonna happen today. What you only had was your rain coat. You zip it up and cover your hair with the hoodie and started speed walking on the sidewalk. You weren't paying attention on ground, after you fell from a rock. You fall hard on the wet ground, trying to get back on your feet but couldn't. Grunted in pain, you wish to see someone helping you out. You were alone at night….until someone approaches towards you. A large hand shows up close to your face. You lift up to see who it was. There was a tall women bending down at you. "You alright? You must've been hurt after what I saw," She says. "Yeah, pretty much." You hold her hand. The women brings you up causing you to fall almost again, but landed on her chest. You look up at her and blushes fully red from seeing how beautiful this women was. From her darkly grey eyes, to her cute shape of the nose, her dark mouth and a blue scar on the side of her cheek. You shake your head, not trying to focus on her looks and get back on what just happened. "I'm sorry for my clumsy side. I don't know what's wrong with me tonight." "Probably has been a hard time from working at the bar," says the women. You nod at her. Then, the women took off her cloak, covering you up. "You shouldn't be out here alone at night. Even if you did had an umbrella. But since you don't have one, I'll take you home safely." You smile at her relief. "Oh, that's so sweet of you uh-" "It's Sevika, love." She carries you up and wrapped you more like a baby and continues on walking. Once you got home, Sevika put you down on the couch. She folded her cloak from the damp rain and passes to you. She walk to your bathroom and finds an aid kit. She came back and takes the stuff out to fix your foot and arm that had bruise from the fall. "This gonna hurt, so be prepared."

Cries (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

#sevika arcane #arcane #sevika #arcane violet #vi arcane #vi x y/n #sevika x reader #sevika x y/n #vi x reader #vi fanfic #vi x female reader #sevika x female reader #vi x you

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pathetic-sapphic · 7 months

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hello, how about some cuddly, mornin sex with Vi? for kinktober ofc :3

you do amazing work!!<3

When You Hold Me Tight

Kinktober Day 7: Morning Sex

Vi x Fem!Reader

''Wake up, sweetcheeks.'' You stirred at the hushed voice, nuzzling your face into your warm pillow and trying to will yourself into falling back to sleep. However, it seems that your girlfriend had other plans for you, if the hands wandering underneath your shirt and groping your boobs were anything to go by.

''Viiii'', you whine, pulling away from her and keeping your eyes closed. ''It's still early, let me sleep.'', you mumble out drowsily, lightly smacking her wandering hands away. You can hear her snickering and she presses her chest against your back, an unmistakable bulge in her sleeping pants. It's barely morning and your girlfriend is so insatiable that she's already packing and ready to pounce on you.

Vi presses her nose against your neck and takes in your sweet smell, before she starts leaving marks all over it. ''C'mon baby, I missed my girl.'' You raise an eyebrow at this. ''Missed me? Babe, we were both sleeping.'' You squirm at her kisses and bites, now fully awake and aware of her touches. ''Mhm, eight hours is a long time without seeing your pretty face, and dreams don't count.'' Vi retaliates with a pout. Seeing how needy and lovesick she is, you have no choice but to yield and give yourself over to her. ''Hmm, fine, but you're doing all the work, I'm still sleepy.'' Vi grins at your approval, giving you a wide smile and you cannot believe how happy your girlfriend gets at just the mere prospect of making love to you. She looks as if she just won the lottery.

''Sounds good to me, you just sit back and relax, baby. Let me make you feel good, yeah?'' Vi whispers seductively, one of her hands still toying with your nipple while the other one sneaks down to take out her strap out of her pants. She rubs it teasingly over your clothed cunt, before gently pushing your panties to the side. She lifts your leg up to give her better access before she starts pushing the strap in. ''Oh, baby, you look so pretty like this. Look at how nicely your pussy is taking me, hm?'' She whispers into your ear before slowly starting to move. With lazy thrusts, Vi fucks you gently and tenderly, pressing kisses against the back of your neck and whispering praises into your ear.

If only you could spend every morning with her like this, then you'd certainly have no complaints to waking up early.

song i listened to while writing: would that i by hozier

#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane vi #vi x reader #arcane vi x reader #vi x y/n #vi x you #vi x female reader #arcane kinktober

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novacqnes · 2 years

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cherry // vi

summary: creating a new identity meant erasing every aspect of your past no matter how significant, and this included the person you loved most, vi.

warning: angst, brothels, unrequited love, suggestive language

word count: 3.2k

pairing: vi x fem reader

“cherry, someone’s here for you!”

a round purple bottle of perfume lay in your lap as you dabbed the sweet lavender scent onto the tips of your fingers, quickly rubbing it behind your ears and neck. you took a quick look at yourself in the mirror propped above, you were unrecognizable.

makeup heavily coated your face with a brighter foundation, darker eyeshadow and a bold lip. your hair was done up to the most extravagant level, it was held together by red ribbons bringing out the utmost irony. essentially you were a present, the layers of paint on your face meant absolutely nothing because within a few minutes it would all be off.

yet you adored the decoration, you loved emerging from the beaded curtains of the brothel looking like a doll. attracting many curious stares as onlookers admired you. you thrived off of the theatrics and secrecy within the brothel walls. it allowed you to learn just about everything regarding those in the lanes whether they’d set foot there or not.

it gave you purpose, you belonged there.

you slipped on your silk robe and mask going to meet your next client, as you passed by you mainly saw familiar faces. old time workers, recurrent ones and a few new faces but one stopped you completely on your tracks. as you passed by the room of one blue haired lady you couldn’t help but spot an all too familiar face slightly up ahead.

it couldn’t be?

you immediately noticed her fiery red hair, this time it was a lot darker and longer, with a familiar buzz at the side. she was sculpted with muscles that made her clothes fit snugly around her. additionally she had a new array of tattoos and piercings that suited her in the best way possible.

yet the one thing that confirmed the mystery person's identity for you were those clouded gray-blue eyes that now looked sharp behind the black eyeliner.

vi?

you had to be sure— you knew it was her. but you didn’t know what to say, where had she been all years and why was she here? the thought of approaching her crossed your mind but she wouldn’t recognize you, not like that.

the y/n vi knew was sweet- too sweet for her own good. she was too trusting of others and frightened of her own shadow. vi didn’t know cherry. cherry was a persona, a comfort, an act, and you purposely crafted her to conflict with every aspect of your old self.

you settled for following vi, trailing behind her by just a few feet. however subtlety was not on your side, as the click of your heels echoed throughout the hallway. vi took a sharp turn leading you down the other half of the brothel, an area that you preferred to stay away from but you had no choice.

“cherry?”

a familiar voice called slipping their hand around your shoulder. annoyed, you turned to tell them off when you realized it was a client, a top paying one at that.

“hey, what’re you doing out here?”

sevika looked at you with lustful eyes, as she admired your form. she stepped closer, her sculpted frame hovering over yours, you could feel the heat oozing from her body yet now wasn’t the time. you couldn’t be bothered with sevika’s games despite how much they rewarded.

“i was looking for someone, a new client.” you lied, your gaze diverting down the hallway as vi slipped away, again.

sevika chuckled, “new client huh? i thought you didn’t like working down here?”

she loved to rile you up, teasing was her main way of doing so. yet you couldn’t stop looking at the spot where you’d last seen vi. you needed to find her but first you had to get rid of sevika.

like clockwork you turned on your greatest weapon, cherry. a sly smirk spread across your lips as you pressed yourself around her muscular figure. you wrapped your arms around her neck forcefully pulling her down to your level.

leaning in, you whispered into her ear, “technically i’m not supposed to be here. however i have some business to attend to and if you could keep this between us it would be greatly appreciated.”

you ran your hands down her chest and abdomen stopping just above her pelvis. you pressed light seductive kisses into her neck, touching all of the right spots. you could feel her tense up against you as you wielded her pleasure to make her weak.

“and of course, your silence will be rewarded.”

her hooded eyes met yours exchanging a look of desperation but agreement. sighing she stepped back, her hands leaving your waist but not before one last look and remark.

“you’re a damn mystery cherry.”

once sevika was out of sight you sped down the hallway, turning the exact same corner vi did but she wasn’t there. instead you were greeted by a few hostile looks as you peeked through the beaded curtains. you decided to try a different area of the brothel, turning yet another corner with absolutely nothing.

convinced she’d vanished, you began to head back to your client when you felt a pair of strong hands slam you against a wall. your vision blurred from the impact, so much so that you could barely make out the face. the person pressed their arm to your chest keeping you bound when you noticed a small tattoo on the side of their face it read, VI.

“who the hell are you?” they spat.

your head began to ache, the person slowly restricted your air flow with the more pressure they applied. you mumbled something incoherent as small specks of your vision became clearer. you began to see slivers of red hair, pale skin and those beloved gray eyes.

“violet?”

her eyes widened as her grasp wavered but not completely. her mouth hung agape, nobody had called her that in years which made you even more dangerous.

“answer. me.”

you were stunned, the face of your childhood best friend coming fully into view. although you were terrified she was even more beautiful than you remembered. she was stronger, not an ounce of fear present but yours was evident. the only thing that hid it was the mask covering the upper half of your face.

“the mask, take it off.”

the mask was like one added layer of protection. without it you felt weak. it reminded you of the fragile version of yourself and you hadn’t spent years creating a new persona just for it to come crumbling with vi’s reappearance.

this was the girl that consumed you all throughout your teenage years, occupying every aspect of your being. despite not being that person anymore you felt those same unrequited feelings creep back in.

you peeled the mask from your face, revealing the detailed makeup under. upon first glance she hadn’t recognized you, the makeup did more than just disguise you, it transformed you. yet as the tension settled, vi looked into your eyes and saw something she hadn’t seen in years.

“y/n?”

you nodded tears threatening to spill. vi’s hostile grip turned into a tight hug as she wrapped her arms around you. you relaxed in her grasp taking in her familiar scent, she still smelled the same after all these years. she allowed her body to melt into yours, however you could tell she was hardened and it had something to do with her prolonged disappearance.

“how are you here right now?” you whispered, catching a glance of the large wheel tattoo etched into her skin.

“it’s a long story, i was in stillwater.”

everyone had heard about the horrors of stillwater. it housed criminals from both cities and did not discriminate. most people sent there were never heard from nor seen again but it didn’t take much to figure out what had happened.

yet what you couldn’t fathom is why? years had passed, but you knew better than to pry with questions. the simple mention of the prison made vi pull away and it brought you back to your teenage self longing for her best friend.

“i had no idea it was you, i wouldn’t have—“

“it’s okay, you were being cautious i get it,” you reassured.

her eyes traveled down your body, suddenly noticing the accessories and lack of clothes.

“you work here?”

“mhm.”

you prepared to defend yourself from judgement or deflect from any invasive comments but it never came. you were used to the shame and guilt that came along with telling people you worked in a brothel. the looks of pity coupled with the condescending remarks, it was like you were scum on the bottom of their shoes.

“i like it, you look different but it suits you.” vi chuckled, running her hand through her hair.

a warm sense of familiarity rippled through your body. her laugh, her touch, her voice you missed it all. you’d never really confronted how lonely you’d been since vi disappeared. you were so dependent on her, that you didn’t have many other friends besides those you made at the brothel but those weren’t real relationships, not the one you had with vi.

you loved her, more than you could truly fathom, she was your entire world. you’d do anything she asked even if it was dangerous in hopes that one day she’d love you back. and not in the way friends did but something more, something romantic.

“you know, part of me hoped you were the one running things down here.”

“me?” you snapped your neck to the side meeting her gaze.

she was always such a terrible liar. vi had many tells that you’d mastered throughout the years. her voice always got a bit higher and a stupid grin would spread across her face like she was trying to convince herself of her own lie.

you weren’t leadership material especially for zaun and vi knew that better than anyone. she’d tease you about it often, how you’d crack under pressure even at the smallest decisions. rather than confront her you ignored the comment but questions lingered on your mind.

why lie about it?

“seems like silco’s got that covered, have you seen the city? everyone’s addicted.”

her body language immediately shifted as she clenched her jaw, eyes darting to the ground.

“i’ve heard.”

this wasn’t at all how you’d pictured your reunion with vi to be like. you’d crafted this fairytale dream in your mind, one where vi would finally see you. the years she’d spent away would somehow bring her a sense of clarity, and the time you spent pining for her would be worth something.

“you know, i thought about you a lot while i was locked up.” she admitted, turning to face you.

your heart skipped a beat, were you hearing that right? your cheeks began to heat up under her intense gaze, you had to be dreaming.

“i thought about you too….”

you took a step closer, testing the boundary but vi didn’t pull away. something about her eyes hypnotized you, sending you into a trance. thousands of frenzied butterflies filled your stomach as vi took your hands in hers.

“being kept in a cell for hours on end can help you realize a few things.” she whispered, leaning into your neck.

you were completely up against the wall, vi’s body just a few inches from you. it was as if she was looking into your mind analyzing each detail. she was saying everything you wanted to hear. but she spoke as if she was struggling to, like the words weren’t hers.

you disregarded this thought though, why be picky? your best friend was finally confessing her love for you, maybe she was anxious? before you could think about it properly you blurted the words out.

“i love you.”

the words were repellent, to vi at least. she felt despicable lying to you. watching you fall deeper and deeper only made the size of her guilt double. she was a liar. how could she so blatantly lead you on, knowing how much you loved her and how much you still did.

she couldn’t bear to look you in the eyes as she got closer to your body, pressing herself against you. she looked down, her hands clasping at yours, almost like a cry for help rather than want.

she didn’t want to do this, she had to.

“i love you too, y/n.”

there it was.

the tension it built between the two of you. it was all you’d ever wanted— all you’ve ever desired but it felt wrong. vi didn’t look at you, not once, it was like she refused too. as she leaned into close the gap a voice echoed down the hall, stopping just a few feet away from you.

vi?

you’d seen her before, she was tall, had blue hair and was absolutely stunning. you could tell right away from her posh accent and demeanor that she wasn’t from zaun. but she knew vi a little too well. her gaze darted from your face back to vi’s, she wasn’t angry but you could easily make out the confusion and hurt.

“oh— im sorry, excuse me.” she stuttered, stumbling backwards.

the girl then quickly whipped back around speeding down the hallway she came. when you looked back at vi you could tell something had changed. the girl was gone but vi’s gaze lingered on the spot she once was, and there was something behind her eyes— longing.

for the few seconds she was there, vi looked at that girl in a way she’d never once looked at you, as if she were her entire world. your heart felt as if it would burst when she looked back, you knew the truth. she would never love you the way you wanted her too and the reality hit you like a bus.

“who was that?”

vi sighed, “it doesn’t matter—“

“don’t. don’t do that thing where you speak to me like i’m a child.”

vi’s hesitated, her eyes flickered between yours with nothing but desperation behind them.

“her name is caitlyn.”

caitlyn. the name echoed throughout your mind and it told you all you needed to know. hell, the way vi said it, told you all you needed to know. you felt like a fool.

“i'm such an idiot.” you spat, holding back tears, you refused to cry, not in front of her.

“y/n, please.”

she wasn’t begging for you, you knew that for sure. everything slowly began to click, why she complimented you, why she was about to kiss you. it wasn’t because she loved you, but because she needed something from you, information.

and while you weren’t sure what that had to do with caitlyn you knew vi felt something for her, you did know if it was love, or maybe something deeper that you couldn’t understand but you were aware she felt none of it for you.

“you used me.”

“y/n, i can explain just hear me out—“ she pleaded.

you yanked your hands from hers going to push her away but she wouldn’t budge. she gave those eyes, those stupid eyes, the ones that made your heart swell every time you saw them. they made you feel vulnerable like she was casting a spell over you but you wouldn’t succumb to it, not anymore.

“let me go,” you demanded.

“y/n, i love you.”

“no you don’t.”

vi cried, “please i care about you but—“

“you care about me?!”

you could feel the tears forcing their way through as your voice began to waver. it made you feel sick, you were strong, you had been for years and she was making you weak. all those years you’d spent crafting this false persona, the hours of rehearsal were not going to go to waste because of her.

you wanted to tell her off, to curse her out and make a scene— you would’ve done it to anybody else. but vi had this hold on you, so much so that when you looked at her you couldn’t say anything, even if she didn’t love you, you still loved her.

“i had to….for her.”

she didn’t need to say anything else, you knew what it meant.

“it was all a lie then, you didn’t mean any of it?”

you could hear the desperation practically oozing from your voice. you knew wherever cherry was she was laughing at the scene, probably mocking you. after all, how could you be so blind? to believe that vi would ever see you that way.

“i did think about you because you were my best friend but that’s all we’ll ever be.”

you nodded, sinking your teeth into your lip. that’s all you needed to hear, tears welled in your eyes as vi looked at you. it wasn’t with pity but remorse, yet it hadn’t really made much of a difference to you.

maybe you needed to hear this to put the final nail in the coffin. vi’s confession made it easier to say goodbye to y/n because she was the only thing linking you to her. other than that you’d destroyed any aspect of your past life that even made you think of her. now you could finally say goodbye.

a few seconds later another voice echoed down the hallway causing another pit to form within your stomach but it wasn’t sevika nor caitlyn but tristana.

“there you are cherry!” she called, “your client’s getting a bit antsy.”

“cherry?”

confusion spread across vi’s face as the small lady approached you. you hadn’t told her about cherry to be quite frank you hadn’t planned to.

“that’s you?”

“don’t look so shocked.”

“no i’m not.” she sputtered, “it’s—just when we first came we’d heard about a cherry. caitlyn was trying to find her so we could get information about silco.”

“looks like you found me.”

you turned back to tristana slipping the mask on your face as you readjusted your robe.

“thanks, i’ll be there in a minute.”

upon uncovering your new identity vi hoped you’d stay and help but the chances of that were slim to none and she knew that. she had a feeling that the moment you walked away, you wouldn’t just be leaving her behind but a part of you as well, and she felt responsible for that too. she reached out to touch you but you quickly ripped your hand away.

“i have to go—“

“y/n, please i need you.” she urged, giving you those eyes again. but this time your heart didn’t swell and you felt nothing. you could sense yourself slowly detach from y/n once and for all.

“goodbye, violet.”

you planted a small kiss on the side of her cheek not as an act of romance but to say goodbye. vi stood speechless as you walked away, the sound of your heels getting further and further. finally, you turned to look at vi one last time.

“and vi? don’t come back.”

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Hi! How are you? Can I ask any NSFW headcanons or one dirty shot for Vi’s first time with reader. If you don't mind, no tribbing. I will be glad if you write thigh riding or her abs. Please…

This woman is so hot and I'm so weak😩😩

Thanks. I hope my request is not inconvenient!

I'm grand thank you! Ofc you can, we all love firsts with Vi in this house 💕 I hope this is okay!!

Vi's first time with Reader Headcanons

MDNI OR I’LL STEAL YOUR DOG

warnings : dirty talk, thigh riding, RIDING VI’S ABS, i think that’s it?, oh wait no there’s usage of : bun, bunny, princess, whore (once), virgin vi, reader and vi are both switches, suggestive ending

( side note : do yourselves a favour and turn this photo ^^ to the side because fuc-)

I think we can all agree that Vi, is all bark and no bite. At least when it comes to intimacy. When it really comes down to it, she’s a mess. A lesbian disaster, if you will. Freezing like a deer in headlights, blushing, stuttering…. all when you decide to return the same energy.

Vi had always been teasing and flirting with you even before you guys started dating, because she loved how cute you looked when you got all bashful and blushy. But the moment you retaliated, you were surprised when she started tripping over her words and blushing. You just melted at the sight.

Physical affection with Vi was constant. Holding hands? yes. Hugging? YES. Kissing? FUCK YEAH. Sex? [nervous chuckles]

It’s not that Vi wasn’t interested in being intimate with you. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She was vERY very interested. If her casual perverted stares and flirty remarks were anything to go by. It was just all very new to her, a whole new type of vulnerable.

On top of that, she was worried she’d do something wrong. That she’d hurt you, how she would do things, what if you left her because maybe that’s the only reason you were with her…all these sort of thoughts plagued her. Vi being Vi, the leader and protector, it never even crossed her mind that you would be the one commanding things for the first time. She thought she would have to do it. That it was her job.

BOY was she wrong

It was a few months into the relationship before Vi was prompted to actually do something about her fantasies that left her tummy fluttering and brain floaty. The prompt being in the form of your ‘lady’ novels. Or in other words, erotic graphic novels/books.

Vi was bored at home while you were at work, and so decided to see what all the fuss was about, because you were always reading them.

Shock was an understatement. Her cheeks had never been more warm and pink in her life. But she got through it, devouring all of them in fact before you got home.

She was not left unaffected though. She was soaked. And the fact you could read all that without even a blush? It made her little issue worse.

Fast forward to you getting home before she could take care of the problem and now here she sat in your lap after you pounced on her, showering her in kisses. Completely unaware that your gf was a dripping mess above you.

This was not helping the situation

The sweet kisses turning into a passionate make out also did not help

Vi was doing her best to control herself as your hands roamed across her body innocently. Until you squeezed her ass playfully, and she moaned into the kiss.

You both froze.

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fu-

Vi could not stop the embarrassed blush painting her cheeks. You were both pulled away from each other now and staring at each other silently.

While Vi was freaking out on the inside, you however, wanted to hear more. A lot more.

There was just something about hearing this tatted, hardened brawler make such sweet and delicate noises of pleasure that made you grip her tighter

“There something you wanna tell me, bun?”

Cue Vi trying to turn it back on you, stuttering of course. But determined. Until you notice a faint, but consistent pulsing on your thigh where Vi sat. You smile, knowingly.

“I was just about to pull away and say how much I missed you but you grabbed me an-“

“I can feel your heartbeat. On my thigh”

After coaxing it out of her, you both agreed that it was time.

Vi did her absolute best to mimic all the touches she saw from the novels, after she got over the sight of your now exposed chest and bra. Which took longer than she’d like to admit.

However, while her touches were eager and the feel of her calloused fingers exploring your upper half set you ablaze, you noticed there was a certain ‘unsureness’

You checked in, making sure she was alright. To which she insisted that she is. Which you believed, but there was still something.

“I got it babe, don’t worry about it. Jus’ gonna take care of you”

To find out she was a virgin, was quite the shock. Because look at her? The first time you met and spoke to her your knees almost gave up. And that was just from appearance and voice alone. Her personality and confident front was a whole other level. You just naturally assumed she would always have a girl in her bed. You almost didn’t believe her.

But the nerves swimming in her eyes said different.

So you took the lead. Vi wasn’t complaining, but also was. She wanted to take care of you. She had to, that was her job…right? But, on the other hand, the thought of you giving her orders and bossing her around was hot. So there wasn’t much protest really.

You decided to take it easy, of course. And had her grind on your thigh.

She hovered at first, not wanting to hurt you. But there’s absolutely none of that, not on this couch. You plopped her hips down, catching her biting back a gasp as her aching core, now bare, met the warm flesh of your thigh.

You gently guided her hips, mesmerised by her slick coating your thigh. You slowed her thrusts at first, letting Vi get used to her position and the feeling. Until after a little while, you asked her what made her so needy.

The images of the pages flashed through her mind and her hips jerked forward, head thrown back.

In between gasps and deliciously sweet moans, she described what she saw. You smiled wickedly.

“Now imagine all that, but with us, yeah?”

You nipped at her ear and began to cover her in bites and love marks.

Your praise, the fantasies you imbedded in her already floaty mind and your guidance urged her hips quicker, chasing that warm and fluttering feeling rising inside her quickly. She was a lot more vocal than she thought she’d be, Vi realised. A little embarrassed. But you assured her, after seeing the multiple attempts to keep quiet, that you loved all the pretty noises she made. That you preferred it.

Vi came all over your thigh with breathy moans. She slacked on top of you, catching her breath while resting her head on your shoulder.

You praised her endlessly. Calling her a good girl, YOUR good girl. Which made her shy away into your chest.

“Your turn Princess”

You did something you always wanted to do. Worship the muscles that rippled through Vi’s body. Specifically her abs.

Vi was confused at first, the thought of her abs being seen that way never crossed her mind. But seeing you bare and sitting above her stomach made her realise she wasn’t against it.

Especially when you dragged your pulsing clit over her defined mounds, messing her stomach with your essence.

She gripped your hips and encouraged you to move faster, wanting to see you fall apart just from her abs.

By this point, Vi felt a lot more confident. Which meant, her colourful way with words started to spill from her lips as she brought you closer to your peak. And by colourful, I mean pure filth

“That’s it, Bunny, fuck yourself on my stomach like the pretty lil’ whore you are”

Her words left you whining pathetically

Vi, was quite smug with herself

She gripped your ass harshly and roughly made you grind against her faster

Your essence was all over her stomach now, even slightly dripping onto Vi’s hips. Which made it much easier for you to slide more quickly along the shine of her abs.

The grip Vi had on your jaw forced you to stare into her eyes as you shattered and gushed against her, cursing.

Vi pulled you in for a loving kiss

You pulled away with the thought of giving her other lips a well deserved kiss ;)

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