Pairing: Modern!Vi x reader
Pronouns used: none (afab genitalia)
Gendered terms: good/pretty girl
Genre: fluff+smut (mdni)
Summary: A guy won't stop bothering you at a bar, although you're rejecting his advances, you're far too kind to shut him down properly. Thankfully, your girlfriend helps you deal with him, and after, you'll help her deal with her pent-up anger.
based on this drabble
// slight mention of s-xual harassment/homophobia
strapless strap-on, overstimulation, praise
"C'mon sweetheart, how about we get out of here?" An insistent and very drunk man loomed over your shoulder, close enough for you to smell the intense scent of beer radiating off of him
All you could do was awkwardly smile at him while looking around for your girlfriend, who'd left just under two minutes ago to use the restroom.
Although you shut down his advances several times, he wouldn't budge, getting closer every time you pushed away, effectively cagging you between his arms and the bar.
"I'm sure you're lovely, but I'm waiting for someone." You were trying to be polite, partially because it was in your nature, partially out of fear. "I can show you a better time than him." He hiccuped and slurred his words, yet somehow looked confident in the fact that he was winning you over.
You tried looking at the bartender for help, but he was busy preparing shots for a group of people at the other end of the counter.
"She's actually supposed to be coming back soon, I'm sorry but-" you tried, but were rudely interrupted, "She? Baby, let me show you what a man can do." Your irritation only grew, did he truly think that he'd seduce you by speaking over you?
His hand snaked up your hips, he planned on continuing his 'grand speech', thankfully, he didn't get to. A loud thud and he was off of you, you snapped your head to the side, only to see him stumbling backwards, Vi soon also came into your line of vision.
You barely had time to process the fact that he tried touching you, let alone the fact that your girlfriend was now in the middle of beating him up.
As soon as realization hit, you stood from your chair hurrying to Vi's side, attempting to pry her off the man before someone called the police.
Suprisingly, it's wasn't too hard to get her to stop. Of course, that didn't mean she wouldn't shout insults the entire way out of the bar.
Once you left, Vi's demeanor changed completely, her scowl replaced with a gentle look as she analyzed you. Her arm was now snug around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer every few seconds.
She'd somewhat calmed down, now more focused on your well-being rather than the pure rage she felt moments prior.
"Are you hurt, sweets?" Her voice flooded with concern, using her free hand to search for any injury you might've gotten.
"I'm alright, thank you." A sweet smile spread across your face when her hand rested against your cheek.
The steadiness in your voice seemed to have relaxed her a bit, but you could still see the nervousness in her eyes. "Are you sure?"
You nodded, leaning in to give her a small peck before turning your head to pay attention to the sidewalk in front of you.
Once you made it back to your shared apartment, Vi was somehow touchier, insisting you sit in bed with her before beginning your night-time routine.
"We should change, you know." You suggested, but there was no real eagerness in your voice, too comfortable leaning your back against Vi's chest.
She hummed in acknowledgement while kissing lightly down your neck and back. "We will," her hands traced where the man from earlier held you, "I can't believe he touched you." You could tell she was getting angry again through her tone, but not at you, never at you.
Violet slid her hands from your hips to your front, resting on your belly for just a few seconds before moving downwards. Your breath hitched at the realization of what she wanted to do, her fingers kneaded your inner thigh for a few moments.
She took her time smoothing your skin over, itching painfully slow towards your core. When she finally brushed against your panties you whimpered in anticipation.
"Are you already wet, baby?" Her long fingers slid up an down your slit, chuckling as she answered her own question.
Vi would either be an excruciating tease, or even more impatient than you were, there was never an in-between. So, when she quickly sunk two fingers inside you, you knew what kind of night you were up for.
Her thumb rubbed fast circles on your clit as she fingered you, muttering soft words in your ear. Her spare hand roaming along your torso, eventually setting on squeezing one of your tits.
Your head dropped against her shoulder as you instinctively spread your legs wider, which only seemed to rile her up further.
"Are ya' close baby? Gonna be a good girl and cum for me? That's it." She whispered, her soft kisses soon became hickeys for her to place wherever she could reach.
You answered in incoherant moans, bucking your hips into her hand. Soon you reached your high, legs shaking as Vi did little to slow down her pace.
When your breath started to even out, Violet gently shoved you forward by your shoulders. You let out a startled yelp at the sudden action, now you laid with your head turned sideways on the mattress, knees reaching each side of your chest, and ass raised slightly in the air.
Your body heated up at the lewd position she placed you in. "You look so pretty like this, my pretty girl." Suddenly, her weight left the mattress and you heard her rummaging through your draws along with the noise of her taking off her clothes.
It wasn't long before Violet settled back behind you, your silent questions of why she left was soon answered when silicone grazed against your rear.
Her rough hands hiked up your dress, giving her a perfect view of you. Too impatient to undress you properly, Vi moved the fabric of your panties aside once again, only this time, something much larger than her fingers slid inside you.
Your moans were muffled into the sheets as she slowly thrusted into you, but her pace didn’t remain gentle for long, as she quickly sped up her thrusts, using your hips to balance herself.
Nothing but sweet words left her mouth as she brutally fucked in and out of you.
“Ah, good” thrust “fucking” thrust “girl.”
“Just like that, my sweet baby.”
Among all the mindless praise, you started hearing unexpected apologies. Now she’s bent down to whisper and moan in your ear, still dropping “I’m sorry”s every now and then. Although it confused you, your head was far too empty and all you could push past your lips were whimpers.
She moved behind you again, straightening her back to admire you beneath her, Vi got high off the way you writhed and begged for her, only her.
Orgasm after orgasm, Violet continued to fuck in and out of your cunt. Her hold on your hips tightened enough to bruise while she used you to get off.
Eventually her movements stutter then stop completely, she lets out a string of curses, carefully pulling out and moving to kiss your neck.
You barely got to catch your breath when you heard was a soft "'M sorry baby." Before she plunged her strap back into you wet pussy. You couldn't do anything but whimper as she fucked you all over again.
(Kind of like this, kind of don't, I'm a tad rusty😓)
Arcane Vi ASMR - Vi Patches You Up After a Mission :･ﾟ✧
When she finds you injured after a Firelight mission gone wrong, Vi brings you back to her apartment to patch you up *:･ﾟ✧
note: This is Part II of my other Vi x medic!listener Arcane ASMR rp (though it can also be watched as a standalone). Here's a link to Part I for those interested!
featuring: medic!listener, calming piano bgm, & mild sfx
taglist: @luv-indigo, @llovelydove
(very rough) transcript below *:･ﾟ✧
(soft piano bgm fades in)
(sfx: approaching limping footsteps)
Come on, we just have to walk a little bit further. Here, lean against this while I open the door.
(sfx: door unlocks)
Here we go. Sorry about the mess, haven’t been back in a bit.
Where is this? It’s my apartment. I know it’s not exactly as nice as you're used to.
Here, sit down and prop your leg up here, it’ll help keep the swelling down. Not that you need me to tell you that?
(sfx: fabric rustles)
Yeah, you’re right. I have a shit ton of questions and I’m gonna need answers. Honest answers. But those can wait until we deal with your leg.
Sit tight, I’ll be right back.
(sfx: Receding footsteps)
(Vi's voice becomes distant)
I’ve got supplies around here, or at least I think I do.
Where, the hell did that stuff go?
Ah, here. It’s not the newest, but they should be clean.
(sfx: approaching footsteps)
(Vi's voice becomes clear once again)
Ah, I guess that’s a good point. So you think it’s just a sprain? I guess being a medic has its perks.
Don’t worry, I’m more than familiar with this kind of thing. Sprained ankles and wrists…when I was a kid and didn’t know any better, this kinda thing happened all the time. I was kinda hard headed. Didn’t learn anything without making a hundred mistakes first.
Not that I’m any different now.
You know, I thought you’d lost it when you lept off that balcony. Sure, I want to get away from enforcers, but from where I was standing, I couldn’t see the outcropping you were aiming for.
What am I getting at? [
You know your way around Zaun. Better than someone like you should.
Yeah. Someone like you. A topsider with a job. An entire life. Forgive me if I’m a little surprised to find you here. It’s not like it’s a popular destination.
And that doesn’t even begin to explain why you’re dressed like that.
Huh, I guess I am beating around the bush. Fine, let me ask it plainly: how long have you been a Firelight? And why didn’t you tell me about it before, when I met you?
It didn’t come up? Are you joking?
Look, I don’t know how or why the hell you’re doing any of this, but I’m going to need to. This might just be some kind of game for you, but Ekko is family to me, he’s like my little brother.
So that’s what you meant when you said you were a medic….you’re working for the Firelights? As a topsider? You realize how insane that sounds, right?
Helping people is a good thing, don’t get me wrong, but there’s a line you know. You have to know when you’re out of your depth.
Oh, I’m one to talk? I’m not the one with the busted ankle, am I?
Don’t get me wrong, I’m impressed. Maybe if more topsiders thought the way you do, things would be different.
But that’s not reality. Better to not get it confused or else you end up in trouble like this.
So, since the cat’s out of the bag, seems like you ought to tell me how this all started.
Oh, so you ran into one of their members at a clinic where you worked in Zaun? Oh, and the rest is history.
I’m starting to think you have a bad habit of bringing home strays, huh?
Oh, that’s just me.
Look, don’t get my hopes up, alright? It gets old.
So, in your professional opinion, how did I wrap your ankle? Should I quit fighting and become a medic too?
No? Guess I need a little more practice. Show me how to do it properly next time, alright?
Yeah, next time. Unless you don’t want to see me again.
Seriously? You thought we’re even now? Oh, no, we’re nowhere near even.
You realize what this means right? You’re not just some annoyingly half-decent Pilty. No, no, you’re officially one of my people, like it or not.
Besides, based on everything that you’ve told me, I seriously doubt that you’re capable of staying out of trouble right?
So I guess the most convenient thing would be for us to just stick together. It’ll cut down on the commute when I need to come and save your ass. Especially if you’re planning on sticking with Ekko and his buddies.
And then to thank me, you can just fix me up afterwards, right? I save you, you save me, nice and simple. That work for you?
Sounds like it’s a deal, angel.
Ugh, Ekko is never going to let me hear the end of this.
It’s alright. It’ll be worth it.
(bgm fades away)
How Arcane Characters Flirt
A/N: Hi, so, I know it’s been awhile. Sorry for not posting, I just haven’t had a lot of time to write between assignments and having to cope with life in general, y’know? Anyway, I hope these make up for my absence! lmao
- You’d think he’d be kinda bad at flirting but surprisingly, he’s pretty good at it
- Loves playful banter and teasing
- Lots of sass
- If you quip back at him with something witty, he just about proposes on the spot
- Gets kinda flustered when you flirt back but recovers quickly and matches your energy
- Knows how to fluster you and takes full advantage of it
-You have his undivided attention whenever you’re speaking
- Jayce and whatever he has to say can wait, he’s listening to you ramble about your favourite book right now
- Asks questions so you know he’s interested
- Does a little bit of research about your favourite things whenever he has free time so that he can better contribute to the conversation next time
- He’s a little lost but has some idea of how to flirt
- Tons upon tons of compliments
- Compliments your outfit, hair, eyes, etc.
- Talks your ear off about anything and everything
- Brags a little bit about his accomplishments to impress you
- Nothing over the top. Just casually mentions something he’s done every so often when the opportunity arises
- Makes you coffee every time you come visit the lab
- It’s become such a habit that he has it ready for you by the time you get there
- Good god
- Okay, so you’d think he’d be pretty good at flirting, right?
- W r o n g
- When he genuinely likes someone, he clams up completely
- The man is emotionally constipated and has no clue how to flirt with you
- He’ll compliment your outfit every so often but he’s kinda stiff and awkward while doing it
- Lowkey endearing tbh
- (Dw, though, he gets a lot better at it as your relationship progresses)
- Another one that will listen to you talk about anything
- You know he likes you when you’re talking about something you like and he actually takes the time to listen and takes an interest in it
- Holy shit she’s such a flirt
- Compliments and flirty jokes all the time
- So smooth about it too
- You could slip and fall off of a building and she’d make some cheesy pick up line about you falling for her after she catches you
-Gets so flustered when you flirt back
- Goes beet red
- Finds a nickname that suits you and calls you by it 24/7
- She flirts with you all the time
- Jokes and pokes fun at you a little
- VERY careful to never makes fun of anything that actually bothers you, though
-It’s all in good fun
- She finds any excuse to touch you as long as you’re good with touch
- does anything that can be played off as platonic affection
- She’ll grab your hand and just fiddle with your fingers while you’re talking or maybe lean her head on your shoulder.
- SO smooth
- Compliments out the wazoo
- Always makes a point to compliment something about you whenever you talk to her
- She’ll buy you little things every so often just because they reminded her of you
- Paints you small pictures of things she knows you like
- Always stops to talk to you whenever she spots you in the halls
Vi x f!Reader | Modern AU | NSFW +18 | wc: 3.8k | After your current boyfriend cheats on you, Vi decides to leave the party with you and keep you all to herself for the night, doing all the things he never sufficed to complete.
Warnings: mention of smoking, alcohol, fingering, oral, thigh riding, praising, back-scratching, hickeys.
A/N: FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING FOR VI. I love her okay? And 'boyfriend' by Dove Cameron made me do this. I'll post something for Viktor next week. Anyway, enjoy in horny jail <3
It would be a lie to say you didn't see it coming. You were a magnet for jerks, too many heartbreaks leading on fantasizing about the bare minimum anyone could do for you. This time seemed a bit different, not because you didn't expect a break-up, but because he wasn't the one you wanted to hold dear.
You didn't notice it at first, but someone else sure did.
No heartbreak shook you, just the empty feeling of disloyalty and betrayal implanted deep inside your chest. Fidelity and devotion were qualities you valued: broken trust meant cutting ties.
Music echoed through the wall you laid against, volume loud enough for you to listen clearly from the second floor of the house. You would be down there, dancing and having the time of your life if you hadn't caught your boyfriend shoving his hands down another girl's skirt, making out on the dancefloor.
You chuckled in irony, amused by your intuition predicting how things would pan out. However, that empty feeling stayed, and you hated it.
You didn't smoke often, yet it was the only distraction you could come up with. Cigarette between your fingers while searching in your pockets for a lighter, disappointed by not finding any. Your now-ex didn't have one either, he never did anyway, and you didn't intend on going back to the first floor to borrow one.
Your disappointed sigh got lost by the music as you rested your head back on the wall and placed the cig between your lips, eyes closed while trying to send your thoughts away.
Somehow, you successfully stopped thinking about him when you felt someone leaning beside you.
"Hey cupcake, need a light?"
An unconscious smile appeared on your lips when you heard her voice, finding her closer than you thought when your eyes opened. The flame from the light glowing on her icy iris as she smirked. You replied with a knowing look, leaning until the cigarette's tip touched the fire, eyes never leaving hers as you inhaled a bit of smoke.
Vi was sure something, catching your eye in the university's hallways more times than you'd admit. You met through mutual friends, yet the subtle glances you shared never seemed to be noticed by anyone but you; although neither could do much about it since whenever she was single, you were already dating someone and vice-versa. Regardless, you got to know the other better, fun complicity blossoming between you both.
She saw you take another puff before speaking again.
You arched a brow. "I thought you didn't like smoking. What changed your mind?"
She shrugged as her hand reached for the cig.
"There's a first time for everything."
You never saw her smoke before, but the unbothered look on her face as smoke escaped her mouth became one of your favorites. She tapped the ashes when finished like she'd done it before, locking eyes with you again.
"Yeah, this shit is not for me," the lightly disgusted grin she made sure was new for you as well.
"Then give it back!" you laughed as she handed you the cig, mimicking your laugh.
Her hair shook a bit when she scanned the room, confused.
"Where's this boyfriend of yours anyway? He's always glued to you."
Her eyes gave you a worried look when you didn't reply, nervously fidgeting with the cigarette between your fingers before breathing it in again. She knew you enough to guess what had happened.
"He's down there, isn't he?" You were caught off guard by the anger hidden in her voice, an irked tone underneath each word. Her bandaged hands turned to fists by instinct. "Come with me."
You would've asked where if she hadn't dragged you down back to the first floor, almost sprinting. Her hand intertwined with yours guided both through the thick sea of people dancing until your ex appeared in sight, making Vi curse under her breath when she saw him still kissing this other girl. She didn't waste any time and pulled him back by the shoulder, punching him right in the nose before he could complain, slamming him to the floor.
"Vi!" you yelled above the music as she shook a bit of blood off her knuckles. Everyone present couldn't help but giggle and whisper how good of a punch that was. You nervously chuckled along, glad everyone agreed he deserved it.
Vi turned back to face you, the grip on your hand softly tightening. You expected a cold gaze from what just happened, but the playful smile she gave you was enough to take your breath away.
"Wanna leave this place?" A mischievous spark lit inside her eyes, playfully captivating to yours.
Your eyes replied with the same emotion. "You don't even have to ask."
Her smirk made you smile back, ready to go to the door.
"Where the hell do you think you're going with my girlfriend?"
Her thick eyebrows frowned as she turned back, looking down at your wounded ex, who bluntly wiped the blood from his nose. She would have laid another punch aimed to his eye, but tonight time was worth more than gold.
"You lost the pleasure to call her yours, asshole."
You saw her motorcycle parked right in front of the house. Vi sat on its seat and threw you the only helmet she had, which almost slipped from your hands when you caught it.
"Are you sobber?" you asked her while accommodating the helmet on your head, it fitting quite loose.
The bike roared along her smirk appeared. "Completely, angel. So, am I taking you to your place?"
"No!" perhaps it was the lonely feeling inside your chest that made your tone almost beg, so you regained the lost composture. "I... forgot my keys."
Bulshit, you just needed an excuse to stay near her. She saw through your lies but kept a quiet smile; she knew you better than you gave her credit for and didn't plan on leaving you alone tonight.
"My place then?"
You nodded as you walked towards her, sitting right behind her. You planned to hold onto the back of the motorbike, but your plans changed when Vi grabbed your wrists from behind her, wrapping them around her waist.
Her cocky smirk appeared as your arms pulled you to her, the leather from her red jacket warmingly welcoming your touch.
"You might wanna hold on tight, angel," she warned, leaning towards the handle as the motor roared harder.
"What do you mean by tha—"
A high-pitched yell scraped your throat when Vi drove off at full speed, her laughter echoing on the empty streets and fading amidst the night as she felt your arms hugging her for dear life. You weren't used to experiencing adrenaline, not because you hated it, but because the chance to didn't strike often; but your heart racing alongside hers and the shot of joy spreading from your veins and showing in the form of cheerful howl as the street lights passed by in a blur... Damn, it was addictive.
Her apartment wasn't far from the party, so you arrived within minutes. The place was rather small, enough for a college student to live in, but cozier and warmer than imagined.
"Wanna wait for me in my room? I tell you, the couch is not comfortable," she said as she unraveled her bloody bandages.
The bedroom door was right in front of the kitchen, so you had no problem finding it. A lamp lit the room from the nightstand as you sat right at the edge of the bed, surprised at how soft the black bedspread was. Through the door, you saw her hands stretching at twitching once the bandages were off, which made you frown.
"You got hurt?"
"From throwing a punch? I'm not that weak, angel." She cocked a brow in your direction as she opened one of the kitchen cabinets. "Down for a drink?" She approached you and sat next to you, tequila bottle in hand and two shot glasses in the other.
You chuckled. "You don't drink at parties but here, huh?"
She poured the two glasses full, icy eyes piercing yours kindly as she grinned proudly.
"Well, I only do when my companion is worth the shot."
You grabbed the shot from her hand, eyes still locked while you chugged it down, blaming the burning feeling of your cheeks on the alcohol and not on her words. She seconded you and refilled both glasses again.
"So, wanna talk about what happened back there?" She looked concerned, knowing what getting cheated on felt like from past relationships.
You adored the warmth inside her eyes as she asked. She genuinely cared about how you felt, making your heart heavy.
"Is there anything left?" Your fingers carefully played around the shot in your hand, eyes glued to the floor. "You saw it yourself, sorry for making you cause a scene."
She chuckled at your response, "To be fair, I wanted to punch the bastard long ago."
Your frowned, confused. Vi didn't know him at all and never really got to talk to him at campus, just rolled her eyes whenever she saw you two together.
She discreetly scratched the back of her neck, no reply coming from her mouth as she chugged her drink down instead.
"Are you hurt?" She still avoided your question.
"Disappointed, not hurt tho. I'm aware he wasn't big of a deal."
Her icy eyes beamed intrigued, raising her scared brow as her hand carefully reached for yours, her warm familiar touch was softer than you remembered. When was the last time you held hands?
"Then why did you keep dating him?"
Yeah, why did you keep dating him?
Maybe because Vi was already dating someone else —who she broke up with a week after, perhaps you hoped her reactions when she saw you two together existed out of jealousy, or you just wanted the feelings for her to go away since you couldn't have her.
However, you just drank another shot. No reply came from your lips, just a sufficient smile that left Vi's mind wandering.
"Was he at least a good lay?" She mockingly asked.
"Oh, fuck no." You laughed under your breath, not realizing how fast you answered. "He's just like the rest of the people I've dated."
That seemed to pique Vi's interest, especially after your hand kindly stroked hers and your head fell atop her shoulder. Having you right next to her sure was making her mind a mess. She put both your hands on her lap, rubbing the back of yours with her thumb.
"So, none of your partners ever made you cum, cupcake?"
You shook your head, aware you would probably regret getting all talkative after drinking. "All of them cared more about their own pleasure, they forgot mine was also important." You left out a heavy sigh, subtly rubbing your cheek on her red jacket. "The good part is I become a master at faking it."
"That's not how it's supposed to be, (Y/N)."
Her voice was low but assertive, the mention of your real name took you by surprise since Vi had a fixation on calling you by different nicknames.
Pet names, almost.
Her hand grabbed your chin, making your face her. Blue eyes scanned your face as she pulled you close. Your foreheads touched just enough for you to appreciate all of her features: from the scar on her eyebrow to the tattoos on her face and neck... and that damn scar decorating her upper lip.
She gave you time to pull away, to escape if you wanted. But it was Vi, you would never pull away if it came to her.
"Wanna hear a secret, cupcake?" Her thumb traveled from your chin to your lower lip, gently pressing it down as you nodded, unable to speak. "I could be a better boyfriend than him."
Her lips almost brushing yours were all you could think about, eyes darkened looking right at yours, catching your view on her lips.
"Fuck, I could be better than all of those fuckers. I'd do the shit they never did." Her nose nuzzled yours, smiling when she noticed your breathing getting heavier. "I wouldn't quit until I had you begging for more, sure, that's if you let me."
Your eyes glued to hers, daring and honest, expecting for your consent to proceed. The all-mighty Vi, who did whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, awaiting permission from the girl that drove her insane since day one.
"You think you have enough stamina for that?" you teasingly asked, aware of the answer.
"I think I can handle you, hot stuff. I'm a boxer..." Her hand dropped to the back of your neck, playing with the hair he could reach. "My fists aren't the only thing I know how to use."
"Then show me."
Anyone would have laughed if you told them Vi followed someone's orders, you would have even. But any possible laugh died on her lips as she devoured yours. She tasted like tequila and danger, you noticed it from her smug smile whenever your lips parted, just collide them back together. It was roughly soft, something you both were dying to taste for longer than you could put into words.
She froze for a second when you took control of the situation, sitting on her lap and hugging her waist with your thighs, letting her witness the heat that burned inside your body from beneath your skirt; but she didn't fall far behind. A dense gasp left your mouth when her teeth grazed your lower lip, generously bitting it after.
"What's the hurry, angel?" Her hands slipped under your shirt, the temperature difference delightedly contrasting on the skin of your back as her fingertips and nails skimmed it up and down, glad to notice you weren't wearing a bra. "I thought I'd be the impatient one."
"That wouldn't be new."
Your fingertips traveled from the side of her face to her neck, tracing the tattoos that continued down her back and arms, hidden by her clothes. You got to view them shortly once at the gym and wondered what the big picture would look like ever since.
"Wanna see the rest?" Her eyes yearned for your all, impatient as she's always been whit the things she desired.
You replied by sliding her jacket down her arms, throwing it to a corner of the room to follow the paths of tattoos down her arms. All those hours she spent practicing and competing at the ring sure paid off.
Her smug smile appeared as she helped you remove her white shirt as well, revealing more of the black ink and a chest covered in bandages just like her hands were before. You would have unraveled them if Vi didn't switch positions, hands on your hips as she turned your back to the bed, calmly crawling atop your physique.
"Trust me, (Y/N). I'd love you to undress me completely. But tonight is about you and only you." Her nose brushed the crook of your neck before a kiss in the spot made you shiver. "We'll have another night for me later. okay?"
No time for a reply was allowed when she took your shirt off, almost ripping it from your body, followed by her pants, leaving her in underwear and bandages only. Her eyes wandered all over your exposed torso, admiring every single part of you: the way your uneven breathing made your breast tremble, the wet path of kisses glistening on your neck down to your collarbone, how your still-on skirt hugged your wist as it rode up your thighs...
"You're beautiful," she whispered breathless, one hand right beside your face as the other helped her take off your skirt and remaining clothing. Such tenderness never showed inside her eyes until now, hypnotized by the sight of your now naked self underneath her, "I mean it, every part of you."
Your hand caressed her cheek as she lowered her face to yours, brushing her 'VI' tattoo with your thumb. "You'll make me fall deeper for you."
She guided your hand to her lips, placing a kiss on your palm, then the inside of your wrist. "I better, (Y/N). I fell long ago."
Her lips took possession of your flesh once again, kissing and sucking every part they found, leaving red marks on your neck down your cleavage that screamed you were hers. Her mouth stopped on one of your breasts, tongue circling your nipple as her hand fondled the other, her big palm from fighting and callous fingers from fighting, somehow soft going over your flesh, stroking it as she enjoyed the faltering panting you tried to keep to yourself.
Yet she wanted to set them free.
Her free hands brushed your belly and slid slowly between your thighs, flattered to find you dripping wet by her caresses. Your cheeks burned when you noticed, you didn't remember anyone who could get such a reaction from your body, but Vi's touch felt like burning heaven.
"Pretty receptive, I see." She smiled proudly, her fringers generously tempting your entrance.
A whimper escaped your lips as she continued her teasing, barely grazing your pussy for a couple of seconds before inserting one finger, taking advantage of how lubricated you were already, followed by another finger curling up inside you. It felt nothing like touching yourself, it was livelier, more intense. You couldn't help but moan to her touch, hands clenching to the sheets as your legs opened slowly to give her more access.
"You sound so sweet," Vi teased.
Make me was the response you expected, but her mind plotted something different. You wanted her mouth shut? As you wish. Mischief bloomed in her eyes as she carefully put your legs over her shoulders and buried her mouth in your dripping cunt.
Your brain stopped functioning there.
She knew what she was doing, fuck. She really did.
Her mouth ate you out masterfully, tongue swirling around your pussy, sucking onto your clit while her fingers fucked you skilled, taking a fancy on hitting and curling them on that soft sweet spot that drove you crazy.
Your eyes rolled blank and your back arched to her pace, toes curling as she continued. She loved the view you gifted her, all control lost out of the window while your hands clutched to her hair and your thighs trembled around her head, mouth ajar, 'more' being the only coherent word you could form in between panting and whining delighted by her attention.
Your reactions were getting to her, aroused like never before, and Vi promised herself you both could enjoy many other nights you could return the pleasure she was giving you.
"Vi, please. I'm close," you cried, yearning for the orgasm that trained up inside you, waiting to be released.
"Keep calling my name, (Y/N)." Her words vibrated on your clit before she withdrew her mouth from you, replacing her tongue with her tumb, delighted by your louder begging. "I wanna hear you."
Your arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her to you as her fingers hustled inside, her lips barely brushing yours.
"Vi," you moaned, planning to keep going before her lips covered yours briefly. The sight of your eyes darkened by desire drove her mad.
"Cum for me."
Your body obeyed instantly, coming undone on her fingers, mumbling her name again. Vi hissed delighted by the sudden scratching on her back as you climaxed, right above her bandages; she didn't take you for one to enjoy it but smirked at the confirmation, kissing your forehead and waiting for your breathing to even as you still enjoyed the shadow of your orgasm.
Fuck, she was better than anyone.
She sat down and helped your —now— weak self get on top, her strong thigh in between your legs. The lovely overwhelming warmth of your skin atop hers provided comfort neither of you experimented often, but gladly could make it a habit.
"Tired already, angel?" she asked, cupping your face with her hand. You shook your head, sure you could continue for a while. "Then is your turn to take action."
Her thigh made you shiver as she brushed your already stimulated cunt, hands on your waist to help you move and grind as you pleased.
"You have no idea how many times I wished you were mine," she whispered as your hips move, your face hidden on the crook of her neck where your moaning died as you kissed all over it, "how I wanted to steal you from him, kiss you. God, you were all I could think about."
Your hips riding her thigh, constantly rubbing your most perceptive spots as she praised you made your mind hazy, only able to think about how good you were feeling from everything she gave you.
Vi didn't stand behind: your image lost in the thrill as you rubbed and moved your hips on it was more than enough to please her.
"I'm here now," you let out, arms around her neck and kindly scratching down her back as you continued, "yours completely."
You didn't notice the subtle blush on her cheeks, but the sound of her gentle laugh drove you to the edge. She noticed, of course, by your movements getting faster and your uneven gasps,
So you found her voice alluring, huh?.
"You're doing so good." her grip tightened around your waist, following the pace you marked. "You can't imagine how much I adore you."
You bit her neck and sucked gently when the orgasm overcame you, causing a hickey you knew you'd wear proudly, legs around her waist as she hugged you back, reminding you how good you were for her. You kissed her lips once again before your eyes started closing.
Vi chuckled. "Don't worry, cupcake. We'll work on your stamina later."
You woke up inside her muscular arms as her head rested on your chest. You never saw her as calm as when she slept, the though facade vanishing, physically exposing her kind heart in her sleep. Carefully, you escaped her embrace and got out of bed, looking for some clothes to put on in the mess you made in her room. You found your underwear, but none of your clothes was near to be found.
But Vi's red jacket was, and curiosity took the best of you.
You put it on quickly, staring at your reflection on the full-length mirror she had in her room. The scent of leather completely overshadowed by her own perfume on top. It felt good, comfortable even, just like the embrace you got out of.
Luckily you felt her strong arms wrapping you from behind as her chin rested on your shoulder, admiring your reflection wearing his favorite piece of clothing.
"Morning, cupcake. Told you my clothes would fit."
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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!
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.
"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.
How Arcane Characters Use their Hands
Prompt: How Arcane Characters use their Hands.
A/n: If you couldn’t tell, Sevika has me in a bit of a chokehold rn 0.0 (i wouldn’t have it any other way lol). I want her to do so many bad, bad things to me. I’m not going to write part two to “Night at the Bar” just yet (Read part 1: Here). I don’t feel real rn, and I can’t tell if my tone is consistent or even existent when I write right now, so please enjoy this for the time being :)
Characters: Sevika, Jinx, Vi
Word count: 705
Tags/Warnings: SMUT +18 MDNI/NSFW, Smoking, Choking, Pain Kink, Rope Bondage, Forced Orgasm, Spit and Drool, Face Slapping
Jinx uses her hands to tie you up. She ties you so you can’t move your arms or legs to resist her ministrations. Jinx had a way of securing you to nearly any piece of furniture available. And she had multiple rigs around your shared apartment so she could hang you from the ceiling like a punching bag if she wanted. She would tickle your sides, spank your ass, or hold a vibrator to your clit for hours. Jinx loved to torture you until you were begging her to stop. Pleading with her saying silly things like: “It’s too much,” or “I can’t anymore, it hurts.” She would sadistically laugh and call you names all while she forced you to orgasm over and over again.
Being the naive little thing you are, you’d fall for the tricks she would play every time. You would think that she’s given you a break- she’s taken the vibrator away, she’s let you breathe a little, but Jinx was only warming you up. If you were on one of her rigs, she’d lift your legs and press the massive tip of her strap to your entrance. She’d laugh as you’d thrash and beg her not to impale you on that monster of a dick, but she would just bottom out in you.
VI always made you so messy with her hands. Your legs would drape over her shoulders, and she would have wrapped one hand tightly around your neck and used that to brace herself as she fucked you onto her strap. Vi would use her free fingers on your mouth. She would stare you down and shove them to the back of your throat, watching as drool spills from the corners of your mouth and down your chest. If VI didn’t feel like playing with your throat, she simply would let you suck on her fingers like they were candy as she fucks you. If Vi felt playful, she would push to see how far back her fingers could go before you gagged. She loved making you deepthroat her fingers while she fucked you.
Every once in a while, she would remove her slobbery fingers from your mouth and slap you across the face, making you even messier. She would sometimes remove the strap briefly to replace it with her fingers, pumping in and out of you rapidly, with the sole purpose of covering you in all your juices. When she shoves the strap back into, she also shoves her finger back into your mouth, forcing you to taste yourself as she continues to fuck you.
Sevika uses one hand to pin your tiny wrists behind your back as she fucks you onto her strap. She’s using them as an anchor, if anything, so she doesn’t have to use both hands to hold your hips. Her other hand is, of course, preoccupied with lighting a cigarillo. As she fucks you, ashes are falling on you. Sevika’s careful not to let the embers burn you (unless you’re into that sort of thing). Occasionally, while she’s exhaling smoke, she’ll take her fingers and carefully trace lines down your back, the tip of her cigarillo threatening to burn you, causing you to clench tightly around her. She always laughs and teases you for it. She loves to play mind games. Always threatening to hurt you in the worst ways, riling you up, making your heart race and your pussy clench, but never actually going through with it unless you begged her.
If you liked pain, Sevika wouldn’t hesitate to indulge in your pain. Especially if she just left a frustrating meeting with Silco or she had just got home from a mission gone awry because of something Jinx did. She’d fuck you without a care for your pain or pleasure, only the opportunity to blow off some steam. Sevika wouldn’t bother to ash her cigarillo, letting ashes and hot ember fall onto your ass and the small of your back. As it did, you would squirm and shriek, and your pussy walls would clench tighter around her. She would slap your ass, tell you to be good, and take what she's giving you, adding to the tears that fall down your cheeks.
Could I request Vi finding out that fem!Reader loves ear whispers and milking it for all it's worth?
Oh my god Vi would be a fucking menace-
Hope this is okay! x
VI WITH AN S/O WHO LOVES EAR WHISPERS
warnings : suggestive, established relationship
It started out innocently. Vi had to lean close to your ear just so you could hear her in the crowded room
The brush of her lips against the shell of your ear and the warmth that landed on your neck from her words sent shivers down your spine
You immediately shyed away from the feeling, Vi being confused at you turning away from her until she spotted how red your face had gotten. Your features being graced with a bashful smile
You prayed she didn’t notice, but she absolutely did. You’ve just given her endless ammo to torment you with. If you have a voice kink, good fucking luck
She leaned toward your ear again, whispering
“Aww, does my sweetheart like it when I whisper in their ear?”, she cooes
From that day forward, she’s made it her personal mission to fluster you as it seems that her favourite hobby is messing with you
You’d be in the house, cooking, cleaning or doing your favourite past time and Vi would come up behind you and just whisper the petnames she calls you, your name or just strike up a random conversation while sending tingles dancing down your neck
Sometimes, if she’s feeling especially like a little shit, she’d throw in a whine or a moan and then just walk off happily while your brain short circuits
Another thing that she’s started doing, is to end whatever she was whispering with a kiss, bite or even lick to your ear
Praying for you in public
She really amps it up
It doesn’t matter where you guys are, whether it be just strolling through the market or some work party, she will constantly speak into your ear in the hopes of seeing you in your cutely embarrassed state
She knows you love it just as much as she loves doing it to you
If she gets bored, which happens often during one of those professional parties that she didn’t want to be at in the first place, she’ll whisper all the things she’d rather be doing with you, of how good you looked, how much she wants to take you home….just pure dirty talk
Most of the time, she can get away with pulling those acts. Because you really did love it
But if you were especially annoyed with her, she’s fucked when you guys go home. Literally
It’s always worth it though
just imagining laying in bed or on the couch with vi. your body on hers as you trace the coarse skin on her fingers, flipping her hand over before laying yours in her palm, eyes widening at how big her hand is compared to yours.
It's all cute then but not even that long after, her long fingers are knuckles deep in your hole as she stares at you with her lip between her teeth, watching you writhe and whimper uncontrollably under her. she'd ask things like "you like the feeling of my fingers spreading you like this?" or "gonna make a mess for me, sweetheart?"
she'll spend all night and maybe even morning milking as many orgasms as she can, whether they're dry or not.
HI NEVY! can i request an enemies with benefits relationship with Vi from Arcane if you can? your writing is honestly incredible, thank you :))
━ 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐖/ 𝐕𝐈
𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Vi x G/N!Reader
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, descriptions of smut, mentions of insults, angsty undertones if you read between the lines, not much fluff but it's there if you squint
𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope
𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! Ik we talked behind the scenes but honestly I haven't felt the best that's why it took me so long but here it finally is!! ily!! thank you sm!!
REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED
She's a dick let's be real here
love her but my god she's one cocky bastard that will stand on your last nerve and play jump rope with it
Walking across it like a performer at a carnival
it started with a job that had gone sideways, upways, downways and around the corner
You were both frustrated and pissed off
You guys didn't like each other, not one bit
Like two adults feuding on the playground
It was childish
Ripping each others heads off while you walked back to the room you had to share
Then you were ripping each others clothes off
It was hot, very hot and probably the best sex you'd ever had
But you didn't tell her that
And Vi sure as hell didn't tell you that because yes, it was the same for her
You promised yourself it was a one time thing
Two times –
Alright maybe four
Then it became a every few days thing, when one or both of you were just so worked up you needed an outlet
But you didn't like each other, throwing insult after insult at each other mixed with some teasing while out on jobs
It was hell
Winding each other up to have fun with it later
Everyone could feel the tension between you both
Even if they didn't know what was happening between you and Vi
The tension was bad
I mean you could slash it with a knife and chop it into pieces and feed it to your kids for dinner
It's hard for anyone to work around you both
That's why you only work together
How romantic that you hate each other
But as time progresses so do your insults and maybe you don't hate her as much
The benefits mean a lot, and it also means that sometimes you yell your problems at each other like it's free therapy hour
It helps, but neither of you will admit it nor think about how you're spilling your guts to each other
Vi doesn't like you and you don't like her, it's easier talking to someone you hate than someone you love
At least you're expecting the judgement and it doesn't hurt
Or... that's what you keep telling yourselves
It's steamy, you won't say it's not
You kiss hard, you leave marks to remind each other of the nights activities, you make sure its drawn out and it's rough
But it's not passionate – you're crazy
With her you don't really hook up with anyone else, don't need to because you have that woman wrapped around your finger
Even if she hates you
Say one word, and she's in your bed because you both are worked up a little too much
But it's not anything deep, just a few one and dones, until you're both looking for a stress reliever, then your each others first thought
how strange is that
A/n: hey what's everybody it's Cr1TiKaL
if you get that ily forever lmaoooo
aLSO that has no pertaining to this at all or the sender I'm just tired because it's 3am
Pairing: Vi x reader
Pronouns used: none (afab genitalia described)
Gendered terms: none
Genre: fluff+smut (mdni under the cut)
🍓 I really believe that Vi isn't too easy to make jealous
🍓 But she has her limits too
🍓 Trusts you with her entire being, not randos checking you out
🍓 Gets really handsy
🍓 Already likes to be touching you 24/7 (even though she's not the biggest fan of pda, holing hands is enough for her)
🍓 Whatever limit of pda she set between you was immediately thrown out the window
🍓 Two seconds later you're in her lap
🍓 Definitely starts kissing you
🍓 It could be small smooches on the cheeck, shoulder, neck, etc
🍓 Or a full makeout session
🍓 Vi truly is unpredictable
🍓 When she kisses you she'll look right into the other person's eyes
🍓 To get the point across
🍓 Now this is only if said person is checking you out
🍓 If they start hitting on you,,, thats another story
🍓 If she's not already beside you, now she will be
🍓 You've never seen someone move so fast in their life
🍓 At your side, arm wrapped around your waist
🍓 "Everything alright, sweets?"
🍓 If the perpetrator isn't a total dumbass, they'll walk away
🍓 If they are,,, you might have to take care of some bloody fists later
🍓 She still totally thinks it was worth it though•
🍓 "I'm fine, they didn't even land a hit on me, see?"
🍓 You can't stay mad at her and she knows it
🍓 You're being held/carried everywhere for the rest of the day
🍓 On you the moment you get home
🍓 If you even manage to drag her there
🍓 She's not mad at you of course
🍓 But she still feels the need to prove something
🍓 Remind herself that you're hers, and she's yours
🍓 Every little kiss leaves you breathless
🍓 You're already panting before she's even touching you properly
🍓 It's all her fault, knows exactly what to say
🍓 "Fuck, see this body? It's all fuckin' mine."
🍓 You're already overestimated before she's half done with you
🍓 I can imagine her pausing in the middle of eating you out just to stare at you
🍓 "You taste so good, baby, you like that?" She'll ask before slowly rubbing your clit with her thumb
🍓 Makes you ride her thigh/abs
🍓 Once you (inevitably) start slowing down she grabs your hips to finish the job
🍓 "Please Vi, f-fuck, it's too much" you start babbling along with incoherant praise
🍓 "Jus' one more love, I know you got it in ya'"
🍓 Sits up just to kiss along your neck and whisper sweet nothings in your ear
🍓 After she's given countless mind blowing orgasms, Vi feels satisfied with her work
🍓 Holds you close and mumbles praise while kissing your forehead
🍓 "You did so good muffin'
🍓 Once you've somewhat come back to your senses she'll run a nice bath for the both of you
Vi x injured reader Headcanons
Summary: you get injured doing something stupid and Vi is angry.
You broke your arm messing around with one of Jinx’s gadgets.
You knew Vi was gonna be pissed and you tried to hide it the best you could because you and Jinx would both get in trouble.
You did your best but Vi found out after after she heard you groaning in pain.
To say she was pissed was an understatement, she was fucking angry as hell.
Vi immediately brought you to some care unit and got you bandaged up, she hid her anger really well.
You knew she’d would yell at you the second you got home.
When you got home Vi scolded you for not being careful and putting yourself in danger like that.
Vi went on about how you could have been killed or worse.
Vi continues to scold you for a while and everytime you don’t look at her, she grabs your chin and makes you look her in the eye.
After being scolded she hugs you and says that she’s glad you’re alright.
Vi carry’s you to bed and tells you that you’re on bedrest until she says you can leave.
You groan but Vi glares at you and you shut up.
Vi cuddles you and you fall asleep soon after.
Vi brings you food and carry’s you to the bathroom even though you tell her that you can walk.
There’s no arguing with her, she will win.
If you try to walk on your own, Vi will scoop you right back in her arms and will hold you tightly.
Even at night she will grab you and pull you back onto the bed if you try to walk on your own
Vi will hang out with you all day in bed and will cuddle you and kiss you.
She will replace your bandages and give you your pain medication.
She will spoon feed you all of your meals even if you say you can do it by yourself.
When Vi decides you can leave the bed, she’s still gonna make you stay near her 24/7.
When you get your cast off, Vi will still be overprotective of you and won’t let you do anything.
You know she’s just trying to keep you safe and she loves you so much.
Vi can be overprotective and overbearing and annoying but she just wants what’s best for you.
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.
How Your Arcane S/O would (Lovingly) Annoy you
Oh, how the turns have tabled with this one >:)
- Whenever he wants you’re attention at home and you’re busy, he’ll go into the kitchen under the guise of “going to make dinner” and purposely bang the dishes around as loud as physically possible without breaking them
- Does it as long as it takes to get you away from whatever you’re working on
- Blows raspberries into your neck
- You’ll be laying on the couch together, your head on his lap
- He’s running his fingers through your hair, caressing the side of your face, all that soft shit
- And then out of fuckin’ NO WHERE, he leans down and blows the fattest raspberry into the crook of your neck.
- He laughs at you when you shriek and squirm and swear you’ll get him back cause he’s 99% sure you will not.
- Jokes on him, cause you definitely will at some point-
- Purposely leaves things on high shelves just so you’ll have to ask him to get them for you
Viktor, smirking like the absolute menace he is: Oh? Can you not reach, darling?
You, looking at him incredulously: You’re kidding, right? 😀
- He tickles you
- The fucking.
- Randomizes the time between tickle attacks to give you a false sense of security
- Strikes when you least expect it
- Steals all the blankets so that you’ll have to snuggle up as close to him as possible to get underneath them.
- Doesn’t do a whole lot to annoy you on purpose, tbh.
- H o w e v e r
- He does move his things to your desk frequently
- Always leaves something behind when he comes into your office
- It’s like everything on his desk is slowly migrating to yours.
- Pokes your face to get your attention
- Pinches your cheeks while she tells you how adorable you are in the most overly dramatic babying voice she’s capable of producing
- Also honks your nose whenever she’s bored
- You could be hyper focused on whatever you’re doing and all of a sudden your nose is being squooshed with a high pitched “hONK” from your girlfriend
- it never fails to make you laugh, though
- I wholeheartedly believe she was a theatre kid.
- Belts show tunes at the top of her lungs 24/7
- Does it at the most inconvenient times, too.
- You’re working on something important with a tight deadline? Time for a live concert featuring your wonderful girlfriend, Jinx!
- Doodles on the pages in every single notebook you own.
- Makes sure to avoid doodling on whatever you’ve written, though
- She’s kinda petty, ngl
- Whenever you leave your laundry on the floor, she’ll do the same and “forget” about it until you find it and put it in the hamper
- Makeup e v e r y w h e r e
- Seriously. You found an eyeshadow palette under the kitchen sink once.
This took way too long but I don't regret it. Hope u enjoy!
Vi x FemReader
Word count: 4.7k
Warnings: NSFW, smoking, drinking, NEEDLES, smut, oral, fingering, dripping
A/N: there is a cut off for the smut part if you're not comfortable reading that part. Other than that, hope u like the fanfic!
You quietly open the door to your shared apartment, well, you try to. It’s kinda hard to sneak in after being shot by one of Silcos men. After working as a firelight for a few months, you’re used to getting injuries like this. Vi however, was not. It took years for you to convince Ekko you’re ready to venture outside the firelight hideout, and Vi only made it harder once she got out of prison. You know she only cares about your safety and well being, but you can’t just sit still while everyone else is out there risking their lives.
You lean against the wall while taking cautious steps, as if you’re walking on mouse traps. Careful not to make any noise to let Vi know you’re home…especially in this state-.....you look up to see your girlfriend’s head poking out from your shared room, Her steel blue eyes staring directly at you paired with an angry scowl you’re familiar with. “Shit…,” you muttered, watching as Vi stomps towards you. “Are you out of your fucking mind?!,” she yells as she grabs your chin and starts examining your face. You scrunch up your face at the sting of your injuries and Vi’s harsh stare. “It’s less bad than it looks,” you say quietly. “Bullshit!,” she growls back. You pull away from her hand and stare at the ground with your eyebrows furrowed.
Sighing, Vi takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom while you try your best to walk normally as you follow her. She drags you to the tub. “Sit!” she commands. Afraid to make her more upset, you sit on the edge of the tub, using your jacket to cover the bullet wound on your thigh. You watch as Vi goes to the bathroom cabinet and starts pulling out medical supplies.
She turns to catch you staring at her ass while biting your bottom lip. “No. No ass for you until you stop getting hurt,” Vi says with a serious look on her face. She watches as your face falls. “Wha- no ass?! Love, you’ve gotta be kidding me,” you retort. She knows you love her ass. I mean how could you not!? They were just two pristine globes that fit perfectly in your hands. Plus, it’s what you can easily reach when you’re about a foot shorter than Vi. “Then maybe you won’t come back as injured next time,” Vi retorts back as she walks towards you with a bottle of vodka, bandages, and other medical supplies to patch you up with. You pout as she sits beside you, wetting a cloth with the alcohol before dabbing it softly on the cuts on your face.
Hissing at the stinging feeling, you distract yourself by staring at Vi’s face. You wonder how you got lucky to even be in the presence of this beautiful goddess warrior, much less be DATING her. Your eyes trail the detail of her face, studying each and every one of her freckles and the VI tattoo under her eye. The hot scars on her top lip and eyebrow you could spend all day kissing. You stop to stare at her beautiful but scary eyes. The same eyes that hooked you in the first place. There’s just something about blue eyes that make them so beautiful to you.
Vi rests her elbow on your thigh while concentrating and you immediately flinch at the feeling. She looks up at you with wide eyes concerned, before furrowing her brows and moving your jacket to look at your leg. Revealing a bullet wound in your thigh with the bullet still lodged in.
“Y/N!!” Vi yells before grabbing your leg with both of her hands to get a better look. “Hey it’s not my fault!” you yell back before grimincing at Vi’s touch. She notices and quickly pulls her hands away. After a moment, Vi looks you dead in the eye with a scowl and says, “I’m gonna tell Ekko you’re not ready to do these missions.” You watch as she gets up and goes in the cabinet under the sink for needle, thread, and tweezers. “What? No way! I’ve worked too hard to be able to go on missions!” you argue as you get up and start walking to her, not even caring to hide your limp anymore. “This is final. I can’t keep letting you get hurt,” Vi replies. “What? You think because you’re out of prison now, you can just control my life again?” “If it means I won’t lose you then yes!” Vi burst’s out.
You watch as she takes in a shaky breath and stands up, towering over you with tears in her eyes. “You’re all I have left….after Vander..Mylo..Claggor…a-and now Powder..I just…I can’t lose you too.” You watch your girlfriend before pulling her into a tight hug, wrapping your arms around her while she slowly hugs you back.
You hear Vi sniffle as she rests her head into your shoulder while you rub circles into her back. “I’m not going anywhere, Violet.” You whisper into her ear before kissing her cheek. You continue to sooth her for a while, telling her how much you love her while she squeezes you gently. After some talking, you both come to a compromise of Vi training you for missions. It would make her less worried knowing you have some tricks up your sleeve when on these missions.
A few minutes of silent hugging pass till you speak up “Hey, babe. As much as I love being in your hot muscular arms 24/7, I can’t feel my leg.” You hear Vi chuckle softly before pulling out of your shoulder to look at you. She takes a moment to stare at you with all the love in the world while you stare back with just as much love. You reach up to her face with both of your hands and wipe her tears from her cheeks with your thumbs. Vi smirks deviously and starts covering your face with a bunch of her kisses. You giggle at her touch before gasping as she lifts you into the air, carrying you bridal style.
“Alright princess, let's get you fixed up,” Vi says, kissing your forehead while gently setting you back down on the edge of the tub. She grabs her supplies from the cabinet under the sink again and walks over to you, taking a seat beside you. Looking at the needle for the first time in Vi’s hand, you grab the bottle of alcohol and take a much needed swig from it.
After cleaning around the wounded area on your thigh, Vi holds the tweezers with one hand and cups your cheek gently with the other. “You ready?,” She asks, rubbing your cheek with her thumb hoping it would calm you down a bit. You take another swig of alcohol, scrunching your face at the burning liquid going down your throat. “Yeah, I'm ready,” you say. You set the bottle of alcohol on the ground and hold the edge of the tub with both of your hands, bracing yourself. Vi drops her hand from your cheek and holds one of your hands that's gripping the tub, interlacing her fingers with yours. “Ok…deep breath for me, cupcake” Vi says as she slowly inserts the tweezers into the open wound of your thigh. You squeeze your eyes shut while practically suffocating the pinkettes hand.
After Vi removes the bullet, she smiles, giving you a kiss on your head. “You did so good for me, baby. I’m so proud of you,” you hear your girlfriend praise into your ear. You open your eyes when Vi lets go of your hand to see her holding up the needle, brows furrowed in concentration as she tries to put the thread through the hole.
You stare at the needle worriedly before picking up the bottle of vodka again, taking another swig. Vi notices and laughs. “You afraid of needles, sweets?” She questions. “No!” you retorted back, placing the bottle back on the floor. “Just…that’s an abnormally large needle.” Vi gives you a gentle kiss on the lips this time. She pulls away after a bit, making you sigh looking down, wanting more. “I’ll try to make this fast,” you hear your girlfriend say before you feel the needle go through your skin. You hiss at the feeling, putting both of your hands on Vi’s shoulders to steady yourself, digging your nails into her while she stitches you up.
Everything’s quiet in the bathroom except for occasional hissing from you. Vi bites her bottom lip in concentration, trying to make you suffer through the least pain possible. Once she’s done, you relax your body and rub her shoulders where you were digging into her the whole time. “Sorry…,” you whisper. You hear Vi chuckle as you look up at her. “I’ve gotten used to it. You’re a feisty little beast in bed, princess. I’d be surprised if I didn’t have scratches on my back.” Your eyes widen as your face turns into a dark shade of pink. “Vi!” you yell while giving her a playful shove, hearing your girlfriend cackle at your reaction. “Don’t worry! I think it's hot,” you hear Vi say while you bury your face in your hands blushing from ear to ear at her words.
“Just help me up, please,” You say to your girlfriend with a hand raised up. She smiles and pushes your hand away and wraps her strong, defined arms around your back and under your legs, heaving you up to carry you bridal style. “I can’t wait to carry you like this when we’re married,” Vi whispers. You smile and wrap your arms around her neck giving her a kiss on the lips. She kisses back with just as much affection, turning the kiss deeper as she carries you to your shared bedroom.
Vi breaks away from the kiss once you both enter the room, Breathing heavily as she looks at you with concern as she asks, “Wanna smoke?” “God please,” you respond, leaning your head back while letting out a sigh after the day you’ve had. Vi carries you to the seat by the window, your designated smoking spot. It’s perfect for blowing the smoke out while having a beautiful view of the neon lights of the undercity.
Setting you down carefully, Vi opens the window for you, bringing in fresh air. You reach for your wooden box, kinda like a jewelry box, but for weed instead of jewelry. Opening it, you reach for the paper and grinder, getting everything together to roll one. “I’ll be right back,” Vi says, then leaves the room for a moment. She comes back with a steaming cup of tea as you finish rolling your joint, putting it between your lips and lighting it.
You take a deep breath letting the toxic air fill your lungs before blowing the smoke out the window. You turn to see Vi holding the cup of tea. You hold the joint out to Vi for her to take. Grinning, she leans down and takes a big inhale while you’re still holding it between your fingers. You watch as she looks up meeting your eyes and winks at you. How tf is she so effortlessly HOT?
Vi sits down beside you on the window seat, blowing the air outside while you take another hit. You feel as your brain and body relax letting the drug do its work. Leaning against the side of the window sill you pass the joint back to Vi. She switches the cup of tea with the paper roll, taking another big hit before blowing out the window, watching the cloud fade away into the air. You take a sip of the tea, immediately grinning at the sweetness of the honey mixed in. Vi knows you love honey in your tea. This continues on for a bit as you both just smoke and drink the warm relaxing tea back and forth, enjoying each others company and the view
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Enjoying the last of the joint, you put it out on the ashtray. You feel Vi's hand suddenly on top of yours, making you turn away from the neon view outside to face her. “I thought I was gonna have to search for a missing girl all over again…” Vi says softly while looking down. Your other hand immediately finds her cheek, caressing over her freckles with your thumb. “I missed you too, Vi.” The pinkette closes her eyes as she leans into your touch, you loved seeing this side of her. The relaxed, calm Vi that doesn’t have the weight of the world on her shoulders. You lean in and kiss her lips gently, feeling Vi smile against your lips as she kisses you back.
The kiss starts off soft before slowly turning deeper, more hungry as you lean back against the window sill, setting the cup of tea on the nightstand beside you. Vi sets one arm above your head to pin you against the sill while the other wraps around your torso, squeezing your waist. You slip both of your arms around Vi's tattooed neck and your legs around her waist. Gripping the longer pieces of her magenta pink hair on the back of your lover's head with your hands. You pull her hair gently, feeling as Vi moans into your mouth. You break the kiss, both of you already breathing heavily against each other's lips. “Vi…please...,” you beg, nuzzling your nose against the side of Vi’s cheek. “Tell me what you want, cupcake” Vi whispers seductively into your ear. Nipping at your pierced earlobe. Vi starts kissing under your ear, leaving a trail of kisses and nips down your neck. She stops at one of your sensitive spots to bite into the skin then licking it softly afterwards. She knows what she's doing, and it's driving you wild.
“I want you, love~” you whine. Vi lets out a chuckle, sliding up to your face again. “But you have me, sweets.” You let out a frustrating sigh. “I mean I want more of you,” you whisper before hiding your face into Vi's shoulder. “Aww don’t go shy on me now, kitten” you hear your girlfriend say. “I want to feel you inside me…” you whisper into Vi’s ear. You start blushing from the embarrassment. Immediately, you feel her warm hands grab your ass, hoisting you up again. You squeak as Vi stands up with you in her strong tattooed arms squeezing your ass. Vi strides across the room with ease while carrying you, gently laying your back on the bed.
You watch as Vi takes off her hoodie, revealing her sports bra before climbing on top of you, sealing your lips into another kiss. It was more rough this time, full of nothing but lust as her calloused hands started roaming your body. You start struggling to take off your jacket while trying not to break the kiss. Vi notices and smiles as she helps you take your jacket and shirt off. You watch as your lover gazes at your more exposed body, taking in every curve, every scar with those piercing, lust filled blue eyes. She looks like she was ready to devour you whole, which only made you more excited.
You watch as your girlfriend puts one hand on the bed, right by your head to steady herself while the other grips your waist again, pulling you in as close as possible against her. Kissing your lips again, she slides her hot tongue across your bottom lip silently asking to explore more of your mouth. Smiling, you open your mouth wider as Vi slips her tongue into your mouth. Both of your tongues dance together as you feel Vi's thigh push between your legs, pressing against your already wet cunt. You gasp at the pressure, feeling as your body already starts reacting to Vi’s touch.
Vi breaks the kiss first, leaving you panting under her. She glazed eye stare at you with a glint of mischief in her eyes. How does she have so much energy for this? You wonder. Vi suddenly leans back down, staring intensely into your eyes as both of your faces are only inches apart. “Can I?” she asks. “Please” you groan, another blush forming on your face as you think about all the possible ways the pink misfit can have her way with you tonight. A bright grin spreads across her face as she starts trailing slobbery kisses from your cheek…to your neck…down your collar bone. You arch your back feeling her rough but gentle hands wrap around your body, quickly unclasping your bra. You feel the straps moving down your arms while Vi kisses your shoulder and down your arm. She throws your bra across the room to the pile of other discarded clothing.
Sitting up eagerly, Vi starts squeezing and kneading both of your breasts with her hands as your head leans back more against the pillows of the bed. You start moaning as you feel the pinkette envelope her lips around one of your breasts, sucking and pulling your hardened nipple with her teeth. You cover your mouth with the back of your hand as a muffled moan escapes your lips. Vi immediately looks up. Removing a hand from your breast, she pulls your hand away from your mouth. Pinning your wrist against the mattress with her stronger hand, you look up to see Vi scowling at you. "Never cover your mouth. I want to hear every sound that escapes your body" she says sternly. Stunned by her seriousness, you only nod as she switches to the other breast, giving it the same mouthful attention the other had. “Vi…you’re killing me here” you choke out while she bites your nipple playfully. “Patience, baby” Vi whispers while starting to trail more kisses down your body. She stops at your waist looking up at you for permission. You nod yearning for her to touch you as she starts sliding your pants down your legs, taking them off and throwing them across the room. Vi wastes no time sliding off her sports bra, pants and boxers. You get more excited as your naked girlfriend climbs back on top of you as she kisses you for what felt like the 100th time tonight.
You kiss her back needly, letting out a squeak as she bites your bottom lip before pulling away again. You watch Vi's muscular naked body as she slides down to your area slowly and seductively to the place you needed her most. Vi bites the edge of your lacy panties, winking at you with that shit-eating grin of her while never breaking eye contact. Holy shit! Has this woman got to be the most beautiful goddess on this planet!! You feel the familiar wetness pool between your legs making you squirm as you watch Vi pull your panties with her teeth down your thighs and past your ankles, letting them fall to the floor. Vi then grabs both of your knees with her hands, spreading your legs apart for her. You whimper feeling the cold air hit your wetness as Vi takes a moment, just admiring how she made you this soaked. Grinning, she hoists your legs over each of her shoulders, getting herself situated to absolutely destroy you. You gasp as Vi suddenly pulls you to the edge of the bed for easier access. She holds your thighs with her calloused hands as she starts getting to work, licking a long strip up your cunt with her hot tongue making your arch your back instantly.
As if waking up the animal in Vi, she instantly plunges her tongue into your hole. You moan loudly at the feeling of her wet tongue inside of you while bunching up the bedsheets in your hands. This only motivated Vi more as she started eating you out like a starving man. You start squirming under her, unable to control your body. Vi grips your thighs harder. While being careful of your recent injury, Vi digs her nails into your skin to hold you steady as she licks up your insides. “Vi~…” you moan under her.
You continue chanting her name as your hands reach and grab at the pink strands of hair you love, pushing her face deeper into your pussy, begging for more. “Such a needy baby” you hear Vi chuckle from between your folds.
Already knowing what you want, she lets go of one of your thighs and slips one of her fingers into your sopping wet hole. Your head rolls back in response as you pull slightly on Vi’s hair. Grunting at your actions her lips latch onto your clit, sucking and twirling the little ball of nerves happily with her tongue as she inserts another finger, moving it back and forth at a steady pace. Vi looks up to see you panting, squirming, and moaning under her burning touch. You're completely under her will as she continues to eat you out like there's nothing else she'd rather be doing right now. You pant more rapidly as you feel that familiar knot form in your stomach. You're close, and you're sure Vi knew too.
Vi starts moving her fingers in and out at a faster pace inside you, curling them to reach that perfect spot, making your back arch on instinct as you start grinding your cunt on her face. You’re so close to your release, needing just that one more push. The walls of the room echo nothing but your moans of Vi's name and the squelchs of your drenched pussy as your lover fucks you with her fingers. “V-Vi please… I’m almost-” you gasp as Vi starts humming while sucking your clit, creating a vibrating sensation that she knows always drives you over the edge. “Cum for me, cupcake” Vi mumbles from your cunt and that was all you needed. The knot in your stomach snaps as your head rolls back into the mattress. You moan loudly into the air, releasing everything that was building up inside you.
Vi moves her fingers slowly while lapping up your cum with her tongue, letting you ride out your high. The overstimulation soon gets to you as you start to squirm again, letting go of Vi’s hair. She understood as she raised her head again to look at you between your legs. You look back at her panting with your eyes half closed after your thrilling orgasm as she slips her fingers into her mouth. Never breaking eye contact while licking your cum off her fingers. You blush at her actions, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at Vi. She chuckles while ducking her head so you’d miss.
You fall back onto the pillows as Vi crawls back up on the bed, laying beside you with her head propped on her hand paired with her usual mischievous grin. “Damn do you taste good, babe” Vi says, giving you a wink while caressing your hip. You breathe out a satisfied sigh, smiling back at her while shuffling to your side to face Vi. You reach a hand out and cup her face. "That was breathtaking, love" you say while caressing her cheek. Vi puts her hand over yours and brings your hand to her lips, kissing the palm of it. "Anything for you, princess."
You look at her hesitantly, lowering your eyes before asking. “C-can I make you feel good, too?” Vi looks at you surprised before a soft smile forms on her face. “Only if you want to… but, don't think you always have to pleasure me too. I'll never get tired of eating you out, sweets” Vi responds, smirking at you. You smile lovingly back at her words. “I know, I know, I just…” you start to say shyly. “I’ll always be down for anything as long as it involves you, Y/N” Vi says, squeezing your hip as recurrence. “...Can you sit on my face?” you whisper, looking back up at Vi to see her reaction. You watch your girlfriend's eyes widened as her cheeks turn a crimson color at your question, not expecting this from you. “I’d love to….but, would I hurt you?” Vi says worriedly. “I’ll let you know if you do,” you reply, smiling as you stroke your thumb on her cheek, right under the VI tattoo.
Next thing you know, you’re laying with your back to the mattress again as your muscular girlfriend carefully sits her thighs on each side of your head. Your eyes trail from her beautiful face...to her tattooed biceps...to her naked breasts down to her oh so defined abs, taking in all of her beauty while she holds onto the bed’s headboard with both of her hands, looking down at you nervously. It's enough to make your mouth water and drool onto the pillows under you.
“Promise you’ll let me know if I need to get up, ok?” Vi asks you, looking down at your excited face. “I promise” you reply firmly with a nod before smiling happily up at her. “Now, sit on me, beautiful!” you say enthusiastically, wrapping your arms around her defined thighs and caressing them. Vi chuckles at you as she slowly lowers herself onto your face. Her chuckles quickly turn into moans as you start licking up her folds.
Feeling the pinkette shudder at your touch, you squeeze her thighs as you thrust your tongue inside of Vi’s already sensitive hole. You hear your girlfriend moan in response, moving a hand from the headboard to your head to grip a fist full of your hair while her other hand stays holding the headboard tightly till her knuckles turn white. You start pulling her thighs towards you, rocking her hips back and forth to guide Vi on how you want her to ride your face. Following your lead, Vi starts grinding her hips on you. You continue thrusting your tongue in and out between her folds, watching as Vi throws her head back, moaning against the ceiling.
Wanting to give her more, you remove your tongue from inside Vi and start sucking on her clit. Keeping one hand on her thigh, you move your other hand to insert a finger into Vi’s wet pussy. Starting off slow, you pump your finger in and out of your girlfriend as you play with her clit with your tongue, swirling around the bud. “That’s it, baby…right there..” you feel Vi tug on your hair while she grinds faster onto your face. Her breathing becomes more heavy, indicating she’s already close.
You insert another finger, moving your two digits in and out of her faster as you gaze up at the panting beauty on top of you. Vi lets out another loud moan, her body practically collapsing on top of you. Not long after, you feel the wetness of Vi releasing her fluids all over your fingers. You slow down the pace of your fingers while kitten licking at Vi’s pussy, letting her ride out her high.
Eventually the overstimulation gets too much as Vi lets out a whine, sliding off of you and plopping onto the bed while still panting for air. “Damn cupcake…I gotta say...I’m impressed” Vi breathes while staring at the ceiling. “Was it ok?” you hesitantly ask, cracking your neck from side to side instantly groaning at the feeling. “Ok? Sweets, that was the best head I’ve had, I think ever!” Vi replies, smiling and wrapping her tattooed arms around you. She pulls you in close while nuzzling her face into your hair. You rest your head on her shoulder as she gives you a kiss on top of your head. “You did amazing, babe” Vi says, giving you another kiss on your temple this time while you lean against her loving touch, relaxing into her warm arms.
You both sit in silence, cuddling each other until Vi pipes up. “So…another round?” Vi asks, stroking your thigh up and down, being careful of your new stitches against her rough hands while giving you that lustful look in her eyes you know far too well, paired with her usual flirty smirk. Sighing, you give Vi a playful look back. “Only if you’re down,” you reply. Vi sits up giving you a kiss on the cheek, “Always” she replies back. You giggle as you watch the pinkette crawl on top of you again, enveloping your mouth into another loving kiss.
[y/n]: i want teddy grahams
vi: we're literally fuckin fighting someone right now
[y/n]: i want teddy grahams
jinx: hell yeah let's get teddy grahams
vi: we like actually can't right now
jinx: did i fucking stutter?
jinx: we're getting teddy grahams