And though I'm still battered and bruised I forgave the world the day that I met you.

Well. I rewatched arcane

Vi with a breeding kink calling you mama (or mommy) whining about how badly she wants to stuff you up :(( poor girl’s so pussy drunk just can’t think straight

nsfw ౨ৎ

she always starts with acting all tough, dominant. but you know better, and you know soon enough she would melt into you. and you could feel her slipping.

she was on top of you, her forearms holding her up beside your head and you face down on the bed as she pushed the strap into you over and over, the both of you whiny messes— but specifically her. you can barely focus on the pleasure flooding through your veins as you listened to vi, feeling her heavy breathing against the side of your face. she moans as if she can feel how tight you are around her, feel how warm and wet you are. she swears she can

“fuck— i need…” you barely catch what she pants out, feeling her body weight lift off you. her big hands land on your lower back, giving her leverage as she resumed her relentless thrusts, getting a clear view of how her cock sinks into you and comes out with a white ring near the base. it makes her spiral a little, images of your cunt spilling with her cum plaguing her delusion little mind

you think, maybe she needs to take a second to catch her breath— that’s what she was gonna say. but you’re interrupted by a particularly harsh thrust into you, making your body jolt and a loud moan to leave your bitten lips. “need to make you a fuckin’ mommy.”

pinterest be keeping it real with me today

Violet having a major thing with eye contact, no matter what the occasion is. you’re being a brat and refusing to look at her, and muttering under your breath? then she’s crouching in front of the couch you’re sat on, fingers tightly but not hard enough to hurt you, gripping your jaw, making you look at her. “speak up and look at me when you talk to me yeah, baby?” or when you’re giving her a sharp, snarky attitude at a party she had taken you too? she’s dragging you away from the fun with a scowl on her face. “how about you look at me when you wanna give me your bratty attitude? oh what? can’t say anything stupid now that i’m right here, giving you attention, baby?” better yet when you’re talking about something that’s exciting, and you’re in a rush to get it all out, and Violet so ever gently cups your face with a smile on her own. “look at me and tell me again, you know i like it when you look at me when you’re talking about something you love” or simply when you’re riding her strap, hands groping and squeezing her tits, your head is titled back and she can never stop herself from taking your chin between her fingers, her own soft pants driving you crazy and her voice all rough. “fuck— look at me. fuckin’ look at me when i fuck you, baby. wanna see every part of your face when you cum. feel good pretty girl? yeah, i bet you do, you always did go stupid on my cock”

oh they're everything to me

costantly thinking about how gentle and caring vi and cait are with each other

they look at each other so tenderly... every single touch they share is so full of care... i feel ill

I'm so tired seeing her getting her ass kicked and it's a shame like THIS WOMAN IS A UNIT!!!

Her body tea. She's super thick. She's super pretty💖

Idc she's 6'0 to me

I do love seeing characters all bloodied up from a fight. I truly do, and I feel like we don't appreciate that art enough.

Lost a fight to Vi and got a lightsaber sword second round like good for her.

Like I do understand why folks would go FERAL especially if she grabs you like this

Her voice is music to ears ✨️

She doesn't get enough credit for all the shit being handed to her. From dealing with snakes and silco's business to losing to a pair of sisters and needing to repair her arm each time. Hopefully, she finally quits smokin and train harder cause Finn did say there's bigger fish than silco. Who really knows

Neuron activation 👁️👄👁️🧠

vi arcane x fem!reader (nsfw 18+)

“just like that, baby.”

violet murmured against your ear, her breath brushing against your neck. her hands gripped your hips, calloused fingers digging into the flesh. thighs on either side of her waist, you straddled her as she was laid back on your shared bed, propped up on her elbows.

“i-i can’t…i can’t…” you panted out, brows furrowed in pleasure. your cunt slid down her strap, leaving a thick white ring as you rode her cock.

“can’t what, baby?” vi cooed, a strong juxtaposition to the obscene act you two were engaging in. she jolted her hips up into you as she spoke, just to see the way your eyes rolled back when she hit that perfect spot.

“can’t take it—mngh…” a whine escaped your lips and you threw your head back, mouth agape in an ‘o’. it felt so good. too good. your bounces became sloppy, legs becoming weaker.

“yes, you can. i know you can.” vi muttered, before her hands gripped a tighter hold on your hips. she lifted you up, then slammed you back down on her dick. you let out a scream of a moan, and could’ve sworn her tip kissed your cervix.

vi met you halfway with her own thrusts, fucking up into you like a ragdoll. the pain in your legs faded so all you could focus on was the familiar coiling in your stomach.

your increase in drawn-out moans and arching of your back didn’t go unnoticed by your partner. she knew your body inside and out. that’s why she moved one of her hands off your hip and to your clit. her thumb rubbed rough circles on your sensitive nub, the veins popping in her tattooed forearms.

“v-vi, i’m gonna—” you began, getting cut off when your orgasm hit you like a train. your legs trembled as your back arched as far as it could, crying out ‘violet’.

“be a good girl and— yeah, that’s it, cum on my dick, beautiful.” was growled in your ear as your juices ran down the thick shaft of the strap.

you came down from your high and panted in exhaustion, body going limp on top of vi. she ran a hand through your hair, still inside you, with no complaints, though.

she kissed your earlobe before whispering, “wanna go again?” you could hear the grin clear in her voice.

Cait and Vi doodle dump 🫡 them

THE GIRL WITH THE TATTOOOOO

you should totally write more abby and vi fucking reader together 😇 need both of my butches at the same time

abby anderson x fem!reader x violet .. nsfw ౨ৎ

abby knows how sensitive and overwhelmed you are, previously shushing your crying about how you couldnt cum again. it makes her heart ache a little; how you look up at her with watery eyes and squeeze her hand tighter. but, admittedly, she enjoys seeing you like this.

vi keeps your legs open, thighs and stomach littered with marks from both women. you tug at her hair as her tongue laps at you, uncoordinated and messily but still able to get you crying

abby holds your hand, letting you squeeze her palm as hard as you need to handle the overstimulation. "look at you, baby. that feel good, huh?"

you nod rather brainlessly, vi sliding her hands up the backs of your thighs to push them against your chest. your head rolls to the side on abby's lap, drool pooling from your open mouth

abby's free hand gropes your chest and you whine, feeling vi slip her fingers into you. your back arches up from the bed, pushing further into vi's face as cries rip from your throat

the blonde above shushes you while you heave, babbling nonsense about how you cant take it, and that its too much

vi moves away from you, breathing heavy and her face messy. she pushes your legs back apart and presses kisses against your stomach, her fingers still rutting inside you. "you can take it.. she can take it, right?"

she's mocking you, looking up at abby with a smug expression that makes you squirm beneath the both of them.

"yeah, she can," abby smiles down at you, brushing away the hair sticking to your face. "isnt that right?"

𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ㅤㅤ﹕ ꒰ ྀི  🧁 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑!𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒   ー ♡

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who clams up and starts to sweat when she spots you in the same room as her. tries to act like she’s all cool and hip, but how can she when you’re smiling at everyone, and making conversation while she’s just slumped in the corner of the room, blushing furiously because you’re here so close yet so far from her, and are oblivious to the fact she’s got a raging crush on you? and to make it even worse, for her . . you’re always catching her staring at you, and that fucking smile you offer her, makes her weak in the knees.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who fidgets relentlessly the first time you place your hand on her shoulder, as you try to move past a group of people. aware that it wasn’t intentional but she couldn’t stop the way her face flushed, hands began gripping her thighs tightly the longer you were touching her. thankful that her hair was covering the side of her face, so you couldn’t see how bright it became at the small touch. but god did you smell good. hints of flowers and something sweet that she couldn’t fully put her finger on. almost passing out when you whisper a small “hey” in her ear.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who shamelessly stutters the entire time when you finally sit down and talk to her. you though, being oblivious as usual, aren’t aware or noticing the way she’s got her fingernails digging into the chair or the way she has to stop looking at you and making a fool of herself as you talk about your day. It’s hard for her, you’re the prettiest thing she’s ever seen and she didn’t want to fuck it up by randomly blurting out you’re hot or fuck me. or simply has to bite down on her lip at the sound of your sweet, soft voice. she was utterly fucked.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who does indeed let her mouth get the better of her, and before she can stop herself she’s already rambling out “you’re just really pretty, why are you talking to me? There are more less awkward women here for you” and for a second, she’s scared you’re gonna up and leave her mid-conversation. instead, she’s blushing madly, bashfully nervous when you tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and a small “you’re more interesting than them, Pink” comes tumbling out your lips.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who ends up falling over a shipment of boxes at work when you surprise her, your hands barely doing any damage when placed on her shoulders, but you make her so nervous that she’s bound to fall over something and make it more embarrassing on her part. constantly and nervously chewing on her bottom lip the longer you just . . . stare at her with that fuckin’ pretty smile of yours. “was just wondering . . . do you wanna go on a date with me? that’s if you want to of course, Pink” to which she stutters a nervous “v..violet, my name . .” let’s just say it took her a solid 10 minutes to realize you were dead serious about a date.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who spends the entire first 30 minutes just gawking at you. she watches the way your fingers trace the wine glass, the way your nose crinkles up when you’re focused on reading the menu, and how the corner of your lips twitch upwards when spotting a group of dogs walking outside the restaurant. she still had no idea how to act cool around you, because watching, sitting there looking all elegant while she just stared like a damn perv, was nothing but cool. It’s your fault for being so pretty. pretty girls, especially you, are her weakness.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who outright almost whimpers and has to clench her thighs together tightly when you let out a soft moan, the taste of whatever food you ordered, she doesn’t remember honestly, hits your taste buds. how can someone even moan all pretty? she doesn’t fucking know but all she knows, is that she wants to hear it again, amongst other sounds, she’s dying to get you to make. she felt gross, thinking about you this way and imagining the way you would look, makeup ruined, tears staining your face as she buries her face between your thighs. would you run your fingers through her hair, tug and pull until she felt light-headed? would you damn near suffocate her with your legs? she would let you do anything, but if you keep moaning like that, she’s gonna burst.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who forgets how to speak or function the minute you somehow end up on her lap after eating. Shit, you aren’t really sure how you ended up sitting on her toned, hard thighs but you weren’t complaining. Violet, on the other hand, was panicking. her fingers were twitching, she could feel the sweat on her forehead trickling, and her throat was so dry because she you were so close to her, also didn’t know where to fucking put her hands. on your hips? on your neck? hell, in your hair? girl was so lost in her own gay panic that she didn’t feel your hands pulling her arms around your waist until you pat her on the head, placing your own on her shoulder. “you worry too much. you can touch me” don’t give her that fucking idea.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who for the first time in her life, is burnt like a tomato and insanely shy the minute you go down on her. she’s got one hand over her mouth trying to conceal the pathetic whimpers and moans, the other tangled in your hair. Your hands are gripping her hips for dear life, creating crescent moons in her soft skin, fucking hell— she doesn’t even know how long you’ve been between her legs, lapping up at her cunt like a starved woman. all she knows is that she’s on cloud nine. the feeling of your nose bumping against her clit, and the way your tongue feels between her folds is enough to have her panting like a dog. until of course, a sharp but gentle slap lands on her cunt, a needy whine slipping from her lips. “take your hand off your mouth, and let me fuckin’ hear you, yeah? can you be a good girl and let me hear you?”

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who is so loser by her 3rd orgasm that she’s touching you every with such a need. gripping your tits, pinching your nipples, kissing and sucking your neck. occasionally switching to your jaw, but always coming back to your neck, leaving pretty purple marks as she goes. hearing those moans and whimpers in her ear is another plus.if she could record every sound you’ve made tonight and make it on a loop, she would have done that hours ago because to her, you sound so angelic that she needs to hear it more.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who is obsessive when she hands her hand in your back pocket, keeping you close to her when someone gets too close and personal with you. she’s really not afraid to show people you are hers, and no one else’s. although she does panic a little at the thoughts of maybe she’s being too clingy or being way too possessive towards you, but it’s when you hold her free hand tighter, damn near breaking her fingers, that she calms down and can finally breathe.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ loser!violet who finally without a doubt, will steal your underwear, no matter if it's before or after sex or you are getting ready for the day. she will with no shame just take them out of your hand after you just picked out which pair you want to wear, and stuff them into her pocket. that smug grin on her lips when you looked at her, mouth open and eyes wide, hair still unbrushed and sticking out in different directions. “what? I’m taking these because you’ll be working and now i won’t miss you as much, if i have something to remind me of you, Sweetness”

Take What's All Yours

“Gonna be a good girl for me and take it, yeah?” Vi’s breaths have become ragged, each exhale got more audible with every deep and hard thrust of her strap into you. The sounds coming from the both of you were utter filth, each thrust of hers echoed through out the room along with every squelch that your dripping cunt made. Her strap was buried so deep in you, you swore there was a bulge in your stomach. Once you felt your body start to give in, you shook your head at her and heavily panted out “Vi- ngha.. I ca-“ your words were immediately cut off by her hand pulling your face and smashing her lips onto yours. Messily sucking on each other's lips before she slowly pulls away and whispers to you with a string of saliva still connecting the two of you together “I know you can. My girl can take anything and everything I give her. Come on, sweetness.” A smirk growing on her lips as she hears you take a few deeper breaths before rolling your hips against hers. Resulting in her landing a slap on your ass, sure to leave a clear mark later. “Thats my girl. Ride me like you own me, pretty. This dick is all yours, show it.”