#vi x nonbinary reader

[skyeistrying]

Hihi!! I just read your Sevika HCs and I absolutely love them!! I wanted to know if you could (please) write HCs for Sevika and Vi after an argument with their partner? :) Whether it’s an argument the reader started or they started can be completely up to you! Or you could even do both scenarios if you prefer! 💕

Thank you and I hope you have a nice day/evening 💖

🖤Sevika and Vi after an Argument🖤

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🤎Sevika🤎

I don’t think arguments would be common in a relationship with Sevika.

When she locks into a serious relationship, she means serious. She covers all the important bases for a healthy relationship; communication, loyalty, respect, trust, and so much more.

Covering these bases, especially communication, helps to avoid frequent arguments.

It won’t completely cut out the occasional argument though.

When you two do argue, it’s almost always about bigger things. For example, her working so much and not taking much time for herself, or maybe her drinking and smoking.

Post-argument time usually has as “how can we avoid this in the future” moment where you guys have a heart to heart about whatever started the argument.

If you start an argument:

Be prepared to apologize first. And only apologize if you’re really sorry.

You should always finish what you start, after all.

Your apology may be met with an affectionate an eye roll and a huff.

She never stays mad at you for long.

Once you apologize she usually makes space for you wherever she’s sitting and wraps her arm around just to let you know it’s really okay.

If you’re just apologizing because you feel like you need to, don’t. She can see right through you if you’re bullshitting her.

If you’re stubborn like her, sometimes apologizing can genuinely be difficult. She gets that. Which is why her patience with you is a blessing.

Again, when you’re ready to apologize , she’s affectionate and accepts it.

If she starts an argument:

This woman is stubborn. For her to apologize, it just doesn’t feel right.

She’s only ever been truly sorry a few times in her life. In the Undercity, living a life like hers, she never had time to be sorry.

Being sorry gets you hurt. It gets you killed.

But…

It’s obviously different when it’s you. You aren’t a big bad wolf waiting around the corner. You’re her partner, her ride-or-die.

In the heat of the moment, what she said felt right. It felt like something you needed to hear.

The thought of you feeling hurt by something she said just eats her alive.

She comes to you first.

It isn’t anything crazy, usually just a simple, gruff “I’m sorry.”

She’s awkward and stiff about it, but completely genuine.

Asks what she can do to make it up to you, if anything.

❤️Vi❤️

Violet runs hot. She isn’t a loose cannon but someday’s it can be hard trying to keep all of her emotions under wraps.

This has definitely lead to arguments over petty things like dishes in the sink or eating the last of her favorite snack.

It’s also lead to arguments about very serious things. Her pit fighting, drinking, and her occasional impulsivity.

Arguments always hit her hard, even the petty ones. No matter how old she gets, arguments always make her feel like a little kid, just waiting for the ball to drop. The ball being losing you.

That feeling of dread, like this argument could be the last, if that makes sense.

Physical touch is usually present in the make up process after an argument. It helps ground her.

The good news is, the two of you always make up very quickly.

If you start an argument:

If the argument is a petty spat about dishes or snacks, she still apologizes first, albeit rather begrudgingly.

This links back to her feeling like this argument could be the last. What if she never hears “You promised you’d take out the trash this week” ever again?

You, however, shut that down. “It’s my fault, I should be the one apologizing.” You tell her.

These arguments are extremely easy to come back from because you two are always on the same level. Two halves to make a whole, equals

There isn’t a point in staying hung up on petty nonsense for long.

If you start a big argument, you apologize first.

She distances herself and you have to go to her.

You’ll usually find her someplace where she shouldn’t be, like a bar. Or, you might find her someplace safe, like with Loris or another friend she feels comfortable around.

Not only should you apologize, but it would also be a good chance to thoroughly explain why you’re upset or might think something is a bad idea.

Once you do that, she’ll open her arms up to you and usually things can be resolved somewhat easily after that.

If she starts an argument:

Again, she apologizes first.

If she starts an argument, big or small, the dread of possibly losing you over this hits her like bricks.

For smaller arguments, she approaches you casually. If you let her, she’ll wrap her arms around you. An apology hug, if you will.

Says, “I’m sorry, baby,” in the softest voice she can muster.

These smaller arguments are always easier to come back from just because she’s so sweet. How can you ever stay upset when she’s such a sweetie?

Big arguments are something else though.

After she’s said whatever it is that she’s said, the weight of it all is suffocating.

If she said something really stupid and hurtful in the heat of the moment, she might need some space for a bit. Things like that take her back to that day.

But she’ll come to you when she’s ready.

May or may not have a little gift for you for extra measure. Usually it’s something simple like your favorite candy bar.

She tells you she’s sorry and explains why she got so worked up. Usually this leads to a steady and warm embrace and you let her know it’s okay.

hello!!! thank you for the request ♥️ please let me know if you enjoyed it or not. i had so much fun writing these. i kind of got carried away with vi’s headcanons 🙈. . i was purposefully vague about what started the argument so you can sort of imagine your own scenario for why the argument started!🎠

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[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Jinx x reader

So jinx is out doing whatever she’s doing and so reader is chilling with Vi (yes I’m delusional their all a happy family season 2 doesn’t even exist!) but reader and vi are listening to like Justin Bieber or whatever white girl song (they’ve both told jinx that they don’t listen to that type of music) so bout time jinx gets back vi and reader are full on jamming to Justin and as soon as reader saw jinx they sat down and put all the blame on vi legit saying “dang vi i didn’t know you liked this type of music.” With the smug grin on their face and vi just looks at reader dumbfounded as the reader causally didn’t just throw her under the bus.

Unbelievable

|| Jinx x nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; fluffy, reader blames the music on Vi, Vi and reader jamming to Justin Bieber, brief swearing, short drabble

|| Summary; when Jinx leaves, Vi and reader put on their favourite guilty pleasures.

Requests closed!

Started; November 28th

Finished; November 28th

~~~

"Okay, she's gone." You returned to Vi, after having given your girlfriend a kiss goodbye. Jinx went off doing lord knows what, leaving you with her sister Vi for company. Which you were fine with. You and Vi got along pretty well, anyway. Vi grins when she heard you and immediately puts the music on. Justin Bieber playing through the speaker.

You and Vi were secret Justin fans. Secret because... how could you let anyone know? It would ruin your cool facades. Plus, you both already told Jinx that you hated that type of music. Not that Jinx really cared, she just kind of shrugged and went "okay? weirdos" when you kept saying you didn't like it. You and Vi were really overselling your points, so Jinx was a little sceptical but didn't question it.

It's been about an hour now, you and Vi were fully jamming along to Baby by Justin Bieber. Head banging, dancing and even singing. Just having a grand old time in your secret dance party. The door opened right as you and Vi had started the song, both singing the lyrics; "I know you love me! I know you care~" grinning like a couple of idiots. Until you caught onto the door being opened and immediately sat yourself down on the couch, looking flustered.

"Y/N, come on! It's the good- oh," Vi stopped when she noticed what you did. Seeing Jinx watching them with an amused expression.

"Don't like this music, huh?" She folded her arms, blowing her hair a bit from her face while she grinned. Jinx was enjoying this.

"It was all Vi. Dang, Vi I didn't know you like this type of music," you looked at with a smug smirk. Vi, meanwhile, looked at you completely dumbfounded and speechless. You did not just throw her under the bus. No, you didn't throw her. You tossed her.

Jinx laughed and skipped over to you, plopping herself down in your lap as the music continued to play. Her arms wrapped around you and she snugged right up, your arms easily finding their way around her waist. "Vi, I thought you liked rock music?" She asked her sister with a teasing look in her eyes.

Vi huffed and rolled her eyes, sticking the middle finger at you," fuck you." Though there was no real hate behind her words.

"Hey, don't be mean to them," Jinx pouted at Vi, clinging to you tighter, almost protectively so. Your grin became more smug at that and held her closer.

"Yeah, don't be mean," you repeated. Innocent act in full swing now.

"Unbelievable." Vi muttered, shutting the music off. She couldn't believe you just did that. And Jinx was taking your side? Vi knew Jinx had seen you dancing too. She really did just take any opportunity to mess with her, huh?

[cozmicnymph]

You can’t love one and hate the other.

Jinx and Caitlyn are two sides of the same damn coin, shaped by the worlds they were raised in.

Caitlyn wasn’t just some privileged rich girl—yes, she had status, but she also had expectations, pressure, and an entire house resting on her shoulders. She grew up sheltered from Zaun, never truly understanding its horrors until she stepped outside her bubble. But when she did? She learned. She adapted. She saw people, not just criminals. She realized that justice wasn’t black and white and that the system she was raised to trust was deeply flawed.

Jinx? Jinx was sheltered from the reality of Topside. She didn’t see Piltover’s people as individuals—they were just the enemy. The ones responsible for everything that went wrong in her life. She was manipulated, broken down, and forced to survive in a world that never gave her a chance. She killed innocent people, but she never truly saw them as real. Just obstacles. Just threats. The trauma, the paranoia, the constant need to prove herself—it shaped her just as much as Caitlyn’s upbringing shaped her.

And let’s not forget—they BOTH hurt the person they loved most. (cough Vi cough). Jinx, through destruction, paranoia, and pushing Vi away because she was terrified of being abandoned again. Caitlyn, through well-meaning but naive decisions, not fully grasping how much danger she was in or how her actions affected Vi. Caitlyn apologized through her actions. She didn’t just say she was sorry—she changed, she fought, she stood by Vi even when it meant going against everything she knew. Jinx, on the other hand, was too far gone by the time she had the chance to do the same. Caitlyn was stuck in this limbo. If she picks vi she HAS TO pick jinx. But if she picks jinx, she's NOT picking her mom (WHO JINX KILLED)

The entire point of Arcane is that nobody is "good." Everyone is morally grey. Everyone is fighting for what they believe is right. Caitlyn and Jinx are not opposites in a good vs. evil sense—they are reflections of each other. Rich vs. poor. Privileged vs. struggling. Pretty vs. ugly. Genius vs. madness. Two people shaped by trauma and perspective.

You don’t have to love both of them equally, but if you only see the flaws in one and not the other, you’re missing the entire point.

[jaehyunsbreadbasket]

Fuck The Rules- Mindy Meeks-Martin (Part Two)

Word Count: 3.4K

Synopsis: It's your last night alive and you only have one mission: fuck Mindy Meeks-Martin.

Consists of: Gender neutral AFAB reader, Dom!Mindy, Verse!Mindy (top leaning), Sub!Reader, Verse!Reader (bottom leaning), mentions of death, mentions of murder, reader is so sickeningly in love with Mindy, brief mentions of food, cunnilingus, fingering (reader receiving), face sitting, a bit of overstimulation, brief mentions of masturbation, light fluff here and there, Ghostface accusations, reader is pussy drunk

Previously: "You wanna go upstairs?" Mindy looks to me and grabs my hand. I almost faint right then and there. She just had her tongue shoved down my throat but hand holding is when I lose it.

"What about the rules?" I ask her. I'm teasing again, but in the back of my head I'm also saying this to create an escape route for either of us, for me mostly.

"Fuck the rules," she pulls both of us up and after I nod to her she leads me away. Her and Chad flip each other off as we climb up the stairs.

We find an empty room surprisingly fast. After a bit of thought I'm sure it's because no one in this town is dumb enough to risk separating from the group. Well no one but me and Mindy, I guess. Mindy closes and locks the door, giving me that intense look she did downstairs, walking towards me as I walk backwards, her powerful eyes pushing me right onto the bed. Mindy smiles as she joins me, immediately getting on top of me. She strokes my face, moving my hair out of the way, "You're so pretty, baby." There's that heat filling my body again. Her hands on me, her body hovering over me, and her staring at me in a way that no one else ever has in my entire life. It's as if she's examining every aspect of my face, taking a mental picture for safe keeping. If I wasn't so entranced by that look in her eyes, so completely under her spell, there's no way I would be able to keep eye contact with her the way I am right now. She leans in slowly and kisses me once again, just as passionate as she was downstairs, but undeniably softer, more gentle, more…loving. Holy shit, Mindy Meek-Martin is kissing me like she loves me.

She slowly slides her hands across my body, toying with the hem of my shirt before lifting my upper body and taking it off entirely. Mindy kisses my ear and jaw as she undoes my bra strap at an impressively quick speed. She leans away from me and lets out a harsh, open-mouthed breath as she stares at my chest. Without hesitation she puts one of my nipples in her mouth, palming at my other tit as she looks up at me with those eyes and I think I might cum then and there. She bites down on my nipple and I gasp as my eyes go wide. I can hear her muffled chuckle from around my tit. As she continues sucking, she undoes my pants as well, messily pulling them down without trying to break away from my chest just yet.

"I have never seen anyone more perfect in my whole life," Mindy lets out, finally viewing my whole body. "I'm gonna make you feel so good baby. All those years of pining you've been doing will all be made up for, gorgeous." Mindy bites her lip as she glides her hands up and down my legs before, spreading them and coming face to face with my wet, throbbing cunt. She takes a deep whiff of my scent in. An act so disgustingly intimate, it makes me feel dizzy. She moves her nose against my clit, as if she's playing a game with it. It's so silly, I can't help but laugh. Instead of doing the natural next step, which would be putting her mouth on my swollen clit, she comes back up to meet my eyes, and gives me another amazing kiss. As Mindy moves her tongue through my mouth in a way that makes my brain go dumb, I'm completely caught off guard when she suddenly shoves two fingers inside me. She was completely aware of the effect this shock would have on me as she begins to laugh against my lips right on cue with my loud gasp. She moves her hand at a steady pace, not too slow or too fast, like she's a fucking pro. Which I seriously don't doubt she is. In a small town like Woodsboro, the openly gay population is considerably small, it's no surprise why all the girls in town would be coming in her direction. I don't even have the mental capacity to worry about how many girls have came before me right now though, because all that matters right now is that it's finally me. "Fuck, Mindy," I moan out.

"Yeah you like that, baby?" She gives me a breathy smile as she watches my face squirm.

"I like it so much, Mindy!" I bite my lip as she begins going faster.

"I told you it'd be good. You could be next on the chopping block, gotta make it worth it." I did not need that reminder of the reality we're living in and that there's a killer on the loose. I'd much prefer a life where all that I do is stay in this bedroom with Mindy. Just me and her, everyday, just like this.

Mindy kisses all over my upper body, any place where she can reach. She's had her lips on my neck, my cheeks, my forehead, my shoulders, my ears, my nose, and my lips of course. I can feel a tiny bit of love in every fleeting peck, and I wish this moment could last forever. Mindy begins to curve her fingers upwards all of a sudden, making me let out a loud groan as I squeeze my eyes shut. She feels so much deeper now, hitting a whole new angle. "Y/N…I've got something to tell you," Mindy's voice shifts in it's sound.

I open my eyes to look at her, her sobering tone catching me way off guard, "Yes?"

As she keeps fingering me hard, she looks me dead in my eyes and says, "I'm the killer."

I look at her with confusion at first, but then I begin to laugh. Clearly she must be joking. My sweet, goofy Mindy, a murderer? No way in hell. I expect her to join me in my laughter, returning the silly vibe that has been framing our entire interaction thus far tonight. But when she doesn't and instead stares into my soul again, a look that gives me a whole different feeling from her lustful eyes when we first got in here, my blood begins to run cold. The strange look Mindy's giving me does nothing to change the way she's pounding her fingers into my cunt right now, and as I open my mouth to speak, to say anything at all to break this uncomfortable tension, Mindy thrusts a third finger into me, stretching my cunt to the brim. "OH MY FUCKING GOD," I yell out, my back arching off the mattress. We continue to stare at each other, neither of us daring to break eye contact. I feel chills go all down my back, a result of the pure fear running through me mixed with the sensation still relentlessly meeting my cunt. It's an odd thing this moment, because I'm actually starting to consider the possibility of Mindy being an extremely violent person, but at the same time, the love I've harbored for her all these years, and her skills in the bedroom that could only be described as godly makes me question just how much I would care. But if she's brutally killed so many others, what would stop her from finishing me off. I could have just walked right into sudden death, and I had told her how I wanted it to happen. She slowly creeps her free hand up to my throat and wraps her fingers around it, my eyes become huge with fear, in this very moment, Mindy could be giving me the unique death I asked for. Being strangled while she stretches my cunt open. Taking my final breath as she prods at my g-spot. Would it really be so bad to die in her hands? Before I have time to continue pondering my mortality, Mindy finally breaks the bone-chilling face she's been giving me and let's out the most maniacal laugh I've ever heard.

"Oh I'm sorry. Seriously, I'm so sorry, Y/N. I just couldn't pass up that opportunity. I'm not the killer. Swear!" She struggles to get her words out from all her laughing and removes her hand from my neck to put her hand up as she gives her word, "Even though that's exactly what the killer would say," she adds on inquisitively.

I give her soft punches on her chest, "I hate you!"

"Well that can't be true," she says rolling her eyes cockily.

"You're horrible, I hate you!" I repeat to her, urging her to repent for the twisted joke she just played on me.

"Don't say that, it's so mean!" she feigns offense.

"Oh I'm the mean one!?" I laugh at her sheer audacity.

"Yes, because I make one little joke and suddenly you attack my entire character. I am a respected citizen around here."

"Respected by who exactly?"

"You, of course. You really love me. I mean, for a second you seriously considered that I was the killer and you still let me keep fingering you? When you said you'd risk your life for this, you really weren't kidding. I can't believe you're actually that desperate for me. You know, you really know how to make a girl feel appreciated." I close my eyes and hide my face in embarrassment for being completely put on the spot. There's no witty rebuttal I can pull out now that I've been read like a level 1 book. "Don't worry though baby, I think it's really really cute," Mindy moves to whisper that in my ear before moving my hands away and giving me a kiss on the side of my face. She moves to my other ear, "I think you're really cute," and she kisses the other side. And just like that she's back to kissing me all over, remedying the heart attack she almost gave me just minutes prior. Mindy moves herself south, coming face to face with my cunt yet again, she slowly pulls her three fingers out of me and immediately replaces that stimulation with her warm mouth. The loud slurping sounds of her on my cunt are so perverse they make my eyes roll back. Mindy eats me out like a starved woman, as if my pussy was the first meal she had in weeks.

"Holy shit, Mindy, that's so good," My head falls back as my eyes go too. Mindy alternates from moving her tongue in circles around my clit, and flexing it before sticking it in my hole. Once again, she's proven herself to be quite the expert. She reaches one of her hand up to grasp onto one of my tits, fondling it in a slightly rough fashion, while she contrasts with her other free hand softly stroking my inner thigh. It doesn't take a lot for me to get close, especially after the insane fingering she gave me before this, and before I know it, my back's once again arching off the bed and my fingers are grabbing at her curly black hair. "Mindy, Mindy, Mindy, oh I'm so fucking close," I let out breathlessly. I can feel Mindy chuckling against my cunt as she unearths this mind-numbingly good suction on my clit. My body thrashes on the bed wildly, trying to escape the intense feelings rushing over me. Much how I had considered escaping before coming up these stairs with Mindy. God, I can't believe I ever even considered passing up on this for a single second. Mindy takes her hand away from my tits and uses it to hold down my other thigh, keeping me from moving away from her mouth. She begins to hum against my pussy, immediately taking me over the edge with that added vibration. I pull her hair so hard, I'm lucky it's still on her scalp as I cream all over her tongue. "Ohhh my GOD, Mindy. Oh. My. God." I plop back down on the bed, my chest heaving, my vision going slightly blurry.

Mindy comes up from my cunt, smiling as she wipes my wetness off the corner of her mouth, "How was that?" She asks in a way that I'm sure is supposed to be smug. She knows exactly how it was, she heard me, she sees how completely fucked out she has me right now, she literally just wiped my cum off her mouth, "Tell me how it was," she presses again.

"Sorry, I'm trying to teach myself to breathe again, Mindy."

She still looks at me expectedly, waiting for her string of praise, "It was amazing Mindy."

"Really? What was amazing about it?" She cocks her head to the side with a smile.

"Everything! You are…amazing at that." I still attempt to steady my heart rate.

"But I'm sure you've had better though, right?" She says and feigns a pout. So Mindy Meeks-Martin has a praise kink, good to know.

"No, I haven't, Mindy. You're the best. The best I've ever had." She laughs at this proudly and bites her bottom lip as she watches me finally manage to slow my breath.

By the time my mind clears, I realize that Mindy is still fully clothed. All this time I've spent fantasizing about her body and I haven't even seen it yet. I reached over for her, tapping on her cotton-clad thigh, "Take these off."

Her face does a little twitch when I ask her this, as if she didn't expect me to be so straightforward, as if she forgot that I walked into this night with nothing to lose. "Well why ever would I want to do that?" She asks in faux confusion.

"So that you can sit on my face," I point both my index fingers to my face and give her a little smile, "So take. Them. Off."

"Bossy bossy," she gives a weak complaint as she gets off the bed to unbutton her pants and pulls them down slowly, she's teasing me. She somehow manages to pull her panties off even slower, and I'm sure this is the closest I've ever gotten to agony. When she finally pulls those down to, her pretty pussy on display for me, she smiles at me with her bottom lip between her teeth.

"That too," I point to her top half where she's still donning her little graphic tee. She pulls it over her head at a more acceptable speed and points to her bra, asking if she should remove that too, "Obviously," I tell her with a nod. She laughs as she unhooks her bra—her perky nipples now out for me to see—and climbs back in bed with me. She crawls over to me and makes her way to straddle my face, her perfect pussy hovering over my mouth. She looks down at me, her eyes already blown up as I grasp her ass and palm it for a moment before using it to push Mindy into my mouth.

The moment her wetness hits my lips I feel like my heart's going to explode out of my chest. Her flavor is the perfect combination of sweet and tangy, and I know now that nothing has ever tasted as good on my tongue and I'm certain nothing will ever beat it. I'm in awe of how this is my real life right now. I'm in awe of her. I can't believe that after all these years of wanting, the girl that I've dreamed of forever has had both pairs of her lips on my mouth all in one night. I look up at Mindy and she has her eyes closed and her lip between her teeth again, there's a slight flush painting her cheeks; could Mindy be…embarrassed? I was unaware that shyness was an emotion that it was possible for her to feel. I reach up and rub her back with the intention of soothing her, of letting her know that I'm here. With how she's holding back her moans and refusing to make eye contact, I can't help but question just how often Mindy's partners have returned the gift of pleasure back to her. Now even more than ever, I want Mindy to feel amazing, because that's exactly what she is, and that's exactly how she made me feel. I dig my tongue deeper into her sweet cunt and move my head around with the intention of reaching every angle of her tight hole. Mindy breathes heavier than before, huffing roughly as she, ironically, is now the one trying to arch herself away from my tongue. But I'm net letting her get away, there's nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, that could keep me off this pussy. I tighten my hold on her plump ass and start moving her body back and forth on my tongue, making her grind on my face. She's all pants and twitches until I finally manage to get a sound out of her, "Fuck!" she shouts out, and by the way her eyes widen, I see she's instantly shocked by her current volume. I laugh from underneath her which makes her jerk up yet again. I hope that my eyes alone are enough to convey to her that she has nothing to be embarrassed about, and that it's more than okay for her to get loud. It's funny how she's always the biggest personality in the room, the center of attention, but when she's alone with me like this, receiving something from me, she becomes as quiet as a mouse. It seems my eyes have communicated the message I wanted them to because Mindy giggles a little bit, grabs onto the headboard and begins grinding on my face at her own pace. Regaining her famous confidence. She lets out whimper after whimper as she rides me like a horse, rubbing her own torso and tits with her free hand as she allows herself to use me like a toy, "Your tongue feels sooo good Y/N, oh fuck!" Mindy does a mix of a whisper and a shout. It isn't until then that I remember we're in a house full of people, and that anyone who came up these stairs most certainty heard me being loud as fuck for Mindy earlier like a little whore. Well now I have a reason to be glad that there's a killer on the loose, because that definitely is taking up all the space in everyone's brain, leaving none for the obnoxious teasing I would face for that moment under normal circumstances.

Mindy looks down at me as she continues quickly grinding on my tongue. I can see how it's a struggle for her to keep her eyes open at this point, they keep fluttering shut before she forces them back open, I know that she has to be close. I decide to take a page out of Ms. Meeks-Martin's book and pull out that same suction move she did on me that made me lose my mind. Her head whips back and that's the moment I know I've got her. Now all of a sudden she's all gasps, and "fucks" and "shits". Completely broken down for me. Having Mindy Meeks-Martin melting for me like this is better that winning the lottery. I hold her down in one spot as her whole body shakes and then just like that, her cream is covering my lips. I stick my tongue all the way inside her and swirl it around her hole, determined to to get as much of her sweet nectar in my mouth as possible, I refuse to let a single drop of her juice go to waste. This is the kind of cunt you can get addicted to. I watch as her face contorts wildly as a response to my fervor, any shame left in her completely dissipating. And I'm looking up at that exact expression that I'd imagined countless times, that never failed to get me off, and as my pussy twitches for her, I know that I can now die happy.

"Fuck, my ears are ringing," Mindy groans as she tries to lift herself up, she has to actually pull my head away to get my mouth off her, and I can't help but follow her up, completely hypnotized by that pussy. Her body flops down next to me as she stares at the ceiling, her chest quickly moving up and down, "Your mouth, is crazy," she turns her head to look at me.

"You taste heavenly," I reply as a turn my whole body towards her, brushing her hair out of her beautiful face, "I'm really glad you're the one I risked my life with tonight."

Mindy smiles a smile so soft that it can't be described as anything less than adorable, and then in true Mindy Meeks-Martin fashion asks me, "Wait…what if you're the killer?"

I raise my eyebrow at her and we give each other a challenging look before bursting into a harmonious laugh.

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Finally the long awaited part 2! Hopefully y'all believe it was worth the wait!!

Scream Masterlist

[nogenderblender9358]

I have a maybe good idea

I don’t know if it's the fact that I’m really bored or my period pains are actually giving me good ideas ??

but I kinda want to start like writing. Maybe nothing too long. Maybe just like short little fanfic stories or even headcannons because I do like those.

I might not even stick with this . I might just write for myself and not even post it. Maybe no one’s even gonna read them or like them but I don’t really care. Not a lot of people follow me anyways. This could be a one time thing. But I do like trying new things.

I was thinking I would write for Yellowjackets because it’s my current interests right now maybe some other fandoms later . Movies or tv shows I enjoy.

other ones might be :

scream, arcane, maybe a little from fnaf I always wanted to write for Vanessa.

only thing is I don’t have any ideas. Maybe I’ll do a little something for Christmas but after that I’m out of ideas

and if anyone has any tips I’m open and would love to here them.

also I’m thinking I should make another blog just for writing so you don’t gotta scroll for ever to find stuff on this blog

And another thing if anyone has a blog name idea again I’d love to hear it my mind is blank

[lanternfeather]

cooldown - sevika x nb!oc/reader

second fic in the coach sevika crossfit au, this time with steamy locker room sex 👅👅👅👅👅 happy sevika week btw!!!

contains: sevika x my nonbinary oc marin/reader insert, marin uses they/them pronouns but is called good girl/princess by sevika bc they have previously agreed to this, established relationship, marin has an eating disorder but it's barely present in this fic, mommy dom service top sevikasevika, oral sex, pussydrunk sevika, fingering, squirting, facefucking, vi/vander/jayce mentioned as other coaches

read under the cut

also on ao3

part 1 of this au

Sevika had not prepared well for this moment. The workout she was currently coaching Marin through had a movement that normally would not affect her if anyone else did it, but because it was Marin- her sweet, shy, sexy Marin- she was getting wildly turned on as her eyes raked over Marin’s body. It was a move she called “toes to rig”, and it was something she’d instructed countless students in to help them prepare for a proper toes to bar move. Marin lay on their back on the ground with their legs straight in front of them, their hands clasped above their head around a support bar of the iron pull-up rig, and was carefully lifting their hips and legs up off the ground to go backward and touch the bar above their head. Each time they crunched themself into that upside-down position with their legs in the air, Sevika felt a throb of arousal. She was imagining things involving Marin in her bed, hands tied above their head, crying and begging as Sevika pushed their legs toward their chest and filled them to the brim with her strap. She wanted nothing more than to take Marin home right now and do exactly that, but she admonished herself internally, knowing Marin was here to put their best effort into a workout and not cut it short for sex. So she tried to settle down and just enjoy the sight of Marin doing their damn best.

“One more set of ten. You’re doing great, baby,” Sevika praised as Marin finished their current set, panting, their stomach heaving. The small strip of skin that showed above their jogging pants made Sevika feel feral. Marin groaned, but caught their breath and dutifully started on the last set. They were so concentrated on completing it that they didn’t notice Sevika practically drooling and eye-fucking them. Their abs were on fire by the time they finished the last rep and got up from the ground. Immediately, they were surprised by Sevika swooping in for a deep kiss, almost pinning them to the rig. They gasped, but hungrily kissed back, loving the reward.

“Sevika, there’s a class going on…” Marin whispered when they broke away, glancing nervously at the group currently going through an excruciating workout of rowing and burpees. But no one was looking at them.

“I know, I’m sorry. You’re just so fucking hot like that,” Sevika said, her eyes flashing. Marin swallowed hard and their face turned red as they immediately understood just what Sevika was imagining. “We’re going to keep going, though. As tempting as you are, I’m not going to distract you from doing what you came here to do.” Marin appreciated that, and was reminded once again how dedicated Sevika was to making sure they were getting better. They smiled and nodded firmly, grabbing a drink of water and readying themself for the last part of their workout. 

Marin ended the workout actually feeling pretty good- not faint, or completely drained. Certainly tired, but not needing to sit down to avoid blacking out. Sevika noticed their improved energy level and felt a swell of pride. She was the one helping Marin achieve this balance. She couldn’t wait anymore- she had to show Marin just how proud she was of them. 

“You did a great job today. But I think we both need a shower now,” Sevika said pointedly, gazing down at Marin with a sharp grin. It took a second, but Marin understood her hidden meaning, and nearly choked on their water.

“Here? But you work here… what if someone hears us?” they whispered. Of course they wanted to have steamy locker room sex with their unbearably hot coach-slash-girlfriend, but there was the small matter of professionalism and Sevika not getting fired for indecency. 

“The locker room is on the other side of the building from the workspaces. And you know how loud Coach Vi turns up the music. It’ll be completely fine,” Sevika reasoned, sounding almost cocky. Marin knew what type of mood Sevika was in- the one where she acted like she’d pass away if she didn’t get to bury her head between Marin’s thighs. They shivered. Vi certainly did blast her music. And how could they refuse such an offer when they knew what was in store for them? 

No sooner had they gotten in the locker room than Sevika immediately locked the door behind them and literally swept Marin off their feet, making them shriek with delight and instinctively wrap their legs around Sevika’s solid middle.

“You were so good for me today, baby. I have to reward you. Show you how perfect you are,” Sevika ran her mouth as she carried Marin toward a bench in the middle of the room. Marin nodded enthusiastically, feeling good enough about themself it to actually accept the praise this time. They let Sevika gently set them down on the bench and kneel in between their spread legs. As Sevika captured them in a deep, hungry kiss, they swooned at how their height difference was so evident in this position. Marin moaned, folding immediately and opening their mouth for Sevika to slide her tongue in. Sevika felt a little high from how easily this beautiful, delicate creature submitted to her so easily, trusting her completely.

“My good girl. You want mommy to take care of you?” Sevika panted, kissing down Marin’s neck, groping their chest roughly. Marin whined out a “yes mommy”, tipping their head back to give Sevika more room. Sevika couldn’t help it- she licked up Marin’s neck, tasting their cooling sweat, groaning at the taste of her Marin. 

“Vika! I’m all sweaty…” Marin weakly protested, but their hand drifted up anyway to tangle in Sevika’s hair, holding her as she dragged her tongue over Marin’s throat.

“People sweat when they exercise,” Sevika said in that voice that let Marin know she was smirking, pleased with herself. They rolled their eyes and made an attempt to struggle out of Sevika’s grip. Sevika just held them tighter, and it made them ache to be reminded of her strength. “I don’t care. I’m going to eat you up anyway.” The sheer confidence and possessiveness in Sevika’s voice, the thought of being wanted so badly in such a state, made Marin make a small noise and squeeze Sevika’s hips with their legs. They knew they were already getting shockingly wet. Sevika took off Marin’s shirt and sports bra slowly, being careful not to bump any of their piercings. Marin’s heart throbbed at that small gesture.

“You’re so beautiful. Obedient. Strong. Sexy,” Sevika emphasized each word with a kiss down Marin’s chest, and ended by wrapping her lips around their nipple and sucking gently. Marin keened, pulling Sevika’s hair and arching their back to get more of that delicious tongue. 

“Mommy, please don’t tease me too much,” they panted. Sevika just looked up at them with an eyebrow arched and switched to their other nipple. Her prosthetic hand came up to knead and pinch at their tit, making Marin whine and squirm. Sevika was going crazy. All of Marin’s noises and half-stuttered words made her feel like nothing else in the world mattered but pleasuring them. She felt like she could have kept going on their tits for hours and hours, but that was a plan for another day. Right now, she needed to give and give until Marin couldn’t take it anymore. Sevika pulled away with one last harsh suck and grabbed the waistband of Marin’s pants, yanking them down as soon as Marin lifted their hips to help. She knelt there and drooled for a little while, taking in the sight of Marin’s underwear turned dark with sweat and arousal. 

“Baby, the things you do to me…” Sevika gasped as she wrapped her strong arms around Marin’s legs and buried her face in their underwear. Marin struggled a little bit, embarrassed, but they knew it was futile. Sevika had never really considered herself as having a sweat kink, but something about Marin’s scent specifically made her feel like she was getting high. She had to keep reminding herself that she could actually have the real thing instead of just smelling it. So she yanked off Marin’s boxer briefs eagerly, taking a second to put it in her pocket… as a treat for later.

“Sevika!! Those are mine!” Marin sputtered, completely red in the face, trying to reach out and grab them back. Sevika smirked, easily dodging them.

“They’re mine now. Consider it your fee for private training,” she gloated, not caring how down bad this made her look. At Marin’s pout and crossed arms, she relented a little. “I’ll buy you the exact same pair. I’ll buy you anything you want.” She didn’t miss how Marin’s expression got shy and they bit their lip.

“This turns you on, huh? Seeing what you do to me, how crazy I am about you,” Sevika said triumphantly. She knew Marin very well by now. Marin nodded sheepishly.

“Then I don’t want to hear any more whining about it. Be a good girl and spread your legs for mommy,” she said. Her voice was soft, making her commanding words seem gentler. Marin groaned, feeling a little dizzy, and obeyed. Seeing Sevika’s eyes light up and her chest rise made them feel so, so wanted. Immediately, Sevika got to work, wrapping her arms around Marin’s thighs and trailing kisses down their stomach, through their bush, and once on their clit. The tiny, desperate noise that escaped them made Sevika tug them to the edge of the bench, holding half their body up, and drag her tongue right up the center of them. She moaned at the salty-sweet taste, closing her eyes in deep satisfaction. Marin’s head tipped back in pleasure and they willfully submitted to Sevika’s skilled tongue. Broad, unhurried licks soon turned into careful dipping inside them, and they yelped at the sensation sparking deep inside them. 

“Taste so fucking good…” Sevika mumbled, pussy-drunk, as she pulled back a bit. Before Marin could even beg for her to keep going, she attached her lips to their clit and settled into the most perfect rhythm Marin could ever ask for. They were a mess in minutes, canting their hips into the firm, tongue-curling suction Sevika gave them. 

“Mommy, please,” they whispered. Sevika’s shining gray eyes opened and she raised her eyebrows. Marin could almost hear the silent question- please what, princess? They shook their head wordlessly, scrunching their eyes shut, not even knowing what to beg for. Sevika grunted insistently, making Marin snap their eyes open and look down at her again. Her intense look made it clear that she wanted them to watch what she was doing to them. They felt a jolt of arousal, almost baffled at how easily Sevika dominated them without even speaking. This was immediately put to the test when Sevika sealed her lips tighter around their clit. They cried out, one hand coming free to tangle in Sevika’s hair. She easily supported their trembling body. 

“Y-You’re going to make me cum,” Marin said shakily, pathetically. Sevika smirked and her self-satisfied expression told them that was exactly what she wanted. They felt devoured, adored, desired, needed. Everything was too much- the intense pleasure, Sevika’s burning gaze, the heavy atmosphere. Eyes half-lidded, they tipped into their orgasm, tugging Sevika’s mouth closer and moaning indulgently. Sevika was in heaven as their taste burst into her mouth and she chased their bucking hips. She licked harder, rubbing their twitching clit with her strong tongue.

“Too much, wait- fuck!” Marin cried out as a second orgasm crashed over them, bright and hard. Sevika didn’t stop- she knew how much they could take. She was almost holding them up entirely now, digging her fingers into their thighs and still giving them more. The desperate, teary expression on Marin’s face and their sobbing whines made her groan with need. 

“Thank you mommy, oh my god, ohmygod-!” Marin’s body locked up with a third orgasm and they were sure their brain was melting out of their ears. They’d never come this much from getting head before. They felt delirious, babbling, until the overwhelming pleasure became too sharp and they hissed for Sevika to stop. She pulled back slowly, licking her lips, taking in the gorgeous sight of Marin’s dripping cunt and heaving chest. 

“Yeah? You want mommy to stop?” Sevika asked, her voice low and heavy with arousal. Marin nodded tiredly, one arm flung over their face. “You sure you don’t want my fingers?” There was a pause. Marin slowly picked their head up, a hopeful expression on their face. Sevika laughed, easily slipping one large finger inside them, making them gasp loudly.

“This pretty cunt is just begging for my fingers. Mommy knows best, hm?” Sevika grinned, feeling just the slightest bit evil as all she received was a whining yessss!

“I think my good girl can take more,” Sevika mused to herself as she withdrew and sunk two fingers in up to her knuckles. Marin choked on a moan and their cunt squeezed down on Sevika’s fingers, forcing white creaminess to seep out as Sevika set a deep, rubbing rhythm. Sevika realized that she was full-on drooling as she eagerly watched their hole flutter around her. 

“Yes, right there!” Marin keened as Sevika found the best spot inside them and fucked them harder. She used her prosthetic hand to press down on their belly, and real tears of elation slipped down Marin’s cheeks. They knew they were being horribly loud. But they couldn’t find it in themself to care as they felt themself hurtling toward the edge of something huge. 

“My princess is going to come again, huh? Ask mommy for it nicely,” Sevika cooed, kissing the tears off Marin’s face. They cried out from deep in their throat.

“Can I please come, please mommy, please, please-” Marin begged, breaking off into cries when Sevika stretched her thumb down to slide over their clit. And she let the question hang for a bit, just to torture them.

“Yeah, baby, come for mommy,” Sevika said in a broken voice, and a moment later, Marin’s walls clamped down on her fingers so tight she could have come untouched right then and there. She pressed harder with both hands, fucking them so fast and rough their tits jiggled. Marin’s voice hitched on a whimper. They squirted, soaking Sevika’s hands and arms, and screamed. Sevika gasped, vaguely aware that she was slurring obscenities and praises, feeling like she herself had also exploded. She gradually slowed her hands down, liquid dripping to the floor, until her fingers stilled inside Marin and the only sound in the room was their breathy moans. 

“Oh my fucking god,” Marin whispered, starstruck. They were surprised they could still speak, given what Sevika had just done to them. Unable to bear it anymore, Sevika all but ripped off her shorts and boxers, manhandling Marin until they were lying on the bench flat on their back. She straddled them and slapped their face lightly, making them gasp dazedly.

“Come on baby, be a good girl and stick your tongue out for mommy,” Sevika gritted out, barely waiting for Marin to do as they were told before claiming her rightful place on Marin’s face. She held herself up with shaking thighs, not wanting to crush them. Marin mewled and eagerly stuck their tongue out, trying to suck on Sevika’s hard clit when her hips bucked. Sevika gripped Marin’s short hair, rutting herself to her edge on their hot, wet tongue. 

“You’re so fucking good, baby, my good toy, good girl, fuuuuck,” Sevika rode out her blinding orgasm into Marin’s mouth, feeling them whimper happily as she soaked their face. She held herself there for a few long moments, panting, holding Marin’s head close as they thirsted for more. She finally exhaled long and slow, running a fond hand through Marin’s hair. 

“You’re always so good to me, princess,” Sevika praised, gently helping Marin get up and sit on her lap so she could hold them for a bit. They all but collapsed on her, wrapping their arms around her neck and nuzzling their wet face into her skin. She didn’t even mind that they absolutely reeked of pussy.

Somehow they crammed into one of the locker room’s tiny showers together and managed to get clean. Sevika held Marin tightly under the hot water, praising them and relishing how they were the perfect height to tuck under her chin. When they got out, Sevika insisted on dressing Marin, melting at their flushed, cutely embarrassed expression at being dressed like a doll. She swept them into a passionate kiss, cradling their face, and pulled back to look them in the eye. 

“What do you say we go get some bagels?” Sevika asked, her low voice making anything sound sexy to Marin’s ears. And for the first time in a very long time, the thought of bagels did not strike fear into their heart.

Much later, Sevika strolled back into the gym before her afternoon classes, feeling absolutely on cloud nine from her date with Marin. In the office, she sprawled in her desk chair, twiddling a pen around her fingers, smiling faintly. She realized the other coaches Vi, Vander, and Jayce were all looking at her with smirks, and she quickly schooled her expression into her usual scowl.

“The hell are you looking at,” she grumbled, scooting up to her computer and pulling up some actual work to do. 

“I had to turn the music up more to cover up… whatever you were doing in there,” Vi snickered. “Some guests complained.” 

“Whatever. I have stuff I have to get done,” Sevika said, clicking through spreadsheets and schedules.

“Stuff that isn’t your partner?” Jayce said behind his hand, earning laughs from the other trainers. Sevika did not dignify that quip with a response, but she struggled to hold back her smile. Whatever spell Marin had her under, she did not care about anything but giving them everything they wanted and more.

[for-a-longlongtime]

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Hi! I write fic about Pedro Pascal characters and Oscar Isaac characters (no RPF). FYI, most of it tends to be queer 🏳️‍🌈 (m/m, bi4bi, m/m/f, non-binary and trans characters), so if you like that - you're absolutely in the right place. 🔞🔥

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💫❤️‍🔥RUA'S MASTERLIST❤️‍🔥💫

💥Rules💥

1) I don't write ageplay, anything sexual to do with bodily functions e.g. vomit, underage, too graphic, beastality etc. Generally what most people on this app consider iffy

2)I have the right to refuse requests

(especially if it goes against rules or I am uncomfortable by the request)

3) don't reblog my stuff or I will find you! (/j about the last part but don't reblog my stuff /srs)

4) Request thro my ask button and do it respectfully or I won't make the request. If you want it to be specific to your tastes, make it specific. If you want me to have my own artistic interaptation then let me know.

5) I ONLY WRITE ROMANTICALLY FOR WOMEN/NONBINARY AS I AM A LESBIAN. (I will write for men platonically) (or the man is man x other character) and I don't write for male readers

6) I write romantic and platonic but you need to be specific. If you want a character to be written as a parental figure, say "can you write for parent!character" or if you want a character to be written as a crush/crushing say "can you write for crush!character or crushing!character"

7) depending on the fandom, I may write for one I don't have listed but i have the right to refuse

8) I write for character x reader and character x character and I'm chill writing with multiple characters if given specifics

9) I may write for a character not listed in the listed fandom but I have the right to refuse.

WHAT TYPE OF IMAGE/ONE SHOT IS THIS?

❣️ - fluff

💢 - angst

🍋 - smut (I am not well versed in writing smut but I'm willing to give it a try)

🕊 - dead dove do not eat

*trigger warnings will be given on iffy subjects (dead dove do not eat)

WHO/WHAT DO I WRITE FOR?

Arcane

• Jinx

• Vi

• Mel

• Caitlyn

• Vi and Caitlyn

Stranger Things

• Robin buckley

• Nancy wheeler

• younger characters × younger characters only as theyre 13-15 in the series(e.g. Max x Lucas or Mike x Will) but will only be cutesy fluff bc aweee

• Joyce × Jim

• Joyce Byers

• Chrissy Cunningham

• Vickie (cannot find her surname for the life of me)

League of their own (series)

• Jess McCready

• Lupe Garcia

• Max Chapman

• Carson Shaw

• Greta Gill

• Maybelle Fox

• Jo De Luca

• Shirley Cohen (love the girl but platonic only)

• Esti Gonález (platonic only)

Life is Strange

Lis 1

• Chloe Price

• Max Caufield

Lis tc

• Steph Gingrich

• Alex Chen

Feel free to request a character and ill yay or nay them

Yellowjackets

• Shauna Shipman/Sadecki

• Jackie Taylor

• Nat/Natalie Scatorccio

• Tai/Taissa Turner

• Van Palmer

• Lottie/Charlotte Matthews

• Laura-Lee

Hazbin/Helluva Boss

• feel free to request FEMALE characters and I'll yay or nay them asap but male characters can be platonic!!

Bridgerton

• Penelope Featherington(my love my life my wife not Colins 😾)

• Eloise Bridgerton (LOVE HER SM)

• umm idk who else but like requests and stuff! 😼

I also write for

• dc universe

• marvel universe

• 2 broke girls (only Max and depends on Caroline)

• Fallon Carrington the new Dynasty series (havent watched the older one)

• can request a lot of characters from diff fandoms as I always forget what media I watch/read etc until its brought up

• Harry Potter but only when the younger characters are older

• FEAR STREET!!!!

• doric from the dnd movie and Syd from ianowt 👀👀👀

• STRICTLY PLATONIC!!!!paper girls ❤️ I luv them they're such wee cuties but I can do Mac x Kj romantic bc duhhh just not x reader BC DUHHH

• mean girls

‼️DISCLAIMER‼️ This is a stream of consciousness so apologises for the messiness and istg I will actually combust and explode if anyone ik finds this 😔🙏💔

[skyeistrying]

can you do vi headcannons in a similar way to the sevika one?

♥️Vi HCs♥️

broken up into categories for general, romantic, and nsfw headcanons respectively.

safe for bisexual women, trans, and enby lesbians :)!

lower case is on purpose. not beta read, sorry for any typos.

men dni minors dni men dni minors dni men dni minors dni

general

her carabiner is on the left. it has the basics and a couple of cute handmade charms courtesy of her sister.

if she wasn’t an enforcer, she would be a professional boxer/pit fighter AFTER fighting becomes less of a coping mechanism for her.

i am not the first person to think of this but … she plays the guitar. she would be self taught.

she can sing pretty well too. used to sing powder lullabies their mom would sing.

LOOOOVESSSS HORROR MOVIES!!! she could probably go on a long rant about the history of horror as a genre, especially slasher films.

dog person. asks to pet almost every dog she sees on a walk.

she apologizes first after almost any argument she’s in.

it takes her 10-15 minutes TOPS to get ready, usually less than that.

smells like old spice and just her natural scent. very plain, but very comforting.

gives the best, most comforting hugs

sends streaks on snap.

romantic

and the world's best kisser award goes to…

seriously, she’s like a kissing god. gives the kind of kisses that have you weak in the knees. you get butterflies at the thought of kissing her.

every day before she leaves for work she kisses you SILLY!! like, you will be thinking about that kiss ALL day.

her giving and receiving love language is physical touch. no questions asked. she is constantly seeking your warmth.

she’s almost always touching you; an arm around your waist or shoulder, pinkies intertwined, hands brushing, holding hands.

if you aren’t keen on physical touch, don’t worry! she would be willing to set boundaries with you.

she isn’t very good at drawing but she loves to draw you in the margins of notebooks. tries her best to remember what your smile looks like and how your eyes are shaped, even for low effort doodles.

she is such a sweetheart. goes out of her way to get you flowers or chocolates, even when it isn’t valentine’s day.

will call you sooo many petnames. her favorites to use would be honey, baby, and sweetheart.

loves spooning. she looooves to be little spoon!! please let her be little spoon at least twice a week!!!

nsfw

She is almost exclusively a top, and she prefers it that way. However, for the right person, she might bottom once in a blue moon.

when it comes to dominance or submission, she mostly follows your lead. she's usually okay with either but will have moments where she prefers one over the other.

when she's feeling more dom, she lets you know immediately.

she has big hands and let’s just say she knows exactly how to use them.

sit on her face. just do it, please sit on her face or else she will die. sit on her face!!!!!

vocal!! in like, every way you can imagine! has the prettiest moans and tells you the sweetest things.

even when shes feeling controlling or dominant, she takes care to be gentle with you.

buuuut if you get her riled up enough she has no issue with a little man handling.

very experimental!!! down to try almost anything once.

hello dear anon! if you’re reading this, i hope you enjoyed. i had a lot more ideas for vi than i thought i would. i’d love to know if we have any common headcanons ^^!♥️🎠

my inbox is open for requests! i’ll write for any arcane character and have lots of other fandoms i write for too. i do more than just headcanons btw ♥️🎠

[arcanatarandrus]

Short Story Taglist

I’ve been meaning to compile a list of content tags I will commonly use, and their meanings. This both gives me a handy reference to use when I’m finalizing everything to post—because honestly I blank out on how to tag it once I get to that point, lol—and I figure I’d post it as both a reference for my own readers and a potential resource for other minific authors here on Tumblr.

This list will be updated as needed; and if you have any tag you think should be added, please comment your suggestions!

I will not be adding tags for certain taboo subjects, as that content will never be on my blog and I’m sure those who write it already know how to properly tag it.

I will not be adding ship tags because frankly there are too many to add.

Please note that this list contains Content Warning tags.

Spoiler Warnings

Asra’s Route

Nadia’s Route

Julian’s Route

Muriel’s Route

Portia’s Route

Lucio’s Route

Tales (Insert Specific Tale Here)

Upright Ending

Neutral Ending

Content Warning Tags

Graphic Depictions of Violence

Gore

Suicidal Tendencies

Self-Harm

Torture

Sexually Explicit Content

Substance Abuse

Depictions of Alcohol

Mild/Mentioned Alcohol Use

Depictions of Drug Use

Mild/Mentioned Drug Use

General Content Tags

Platonic Relationship(s)

Romantic Relationship(s)

Comfort

Hurt/Comfort

Anxiety/Comfort

Hurt/No Comfort

Angst

Whump

Cuddles

Fluff

Major Character Death

Minor Character Death

Slow Burn

Series

Miscellaneous Tags

SFW (<18)

NSFW (18+)

[x] Words

Ask Box

Request

Commission

Gift

Character Tags

Reader/OC Tags

GN Reader

AFAB Reader

AMAB Reader

Nonbinary Reader

Female Reader

Male Reader

Transfem Reader

Transmasc Reader

Self Insert

Apprentice OC

Original Character(s)

Main Six

Asra Alnazar

Nadia Satrinava

Julian/Ilya Devorak

Muriel of the Kokhuri

Portia/Pasha Devorak

Lucio/Montag Morgasson

Familiars/Animals

Faust

Chandra

Malak

Inanna

Pepi

Mercedes & Melchior

Camio

Chimes & Flamel

Jaeger

Courtiers

Consul Valerius

Praetor Vlastomil

Procurator Volta

Pontifex Vulgora

Quaestor Valdemar

Side Characters

Aisha Alnazar

Salim Alnazar

Tasya/Anastasia Devorak

Lishka Devorak

Mazelinka

Halinka (A Warm Welcome)

Khamgalai of the Kokhuri

Morga Eirsdottir

The Satrinavas

Nasrin Satrinava

Namar Satrinava

Nafizah Satrinava

Nazali Satrinava

Navra Satrinava

Nahara Satrinava

Nasmira Satrinava

Natiqa Satrinava

Gavin (The Bazar Job)

Minor Characters

Chamberlain (One of the Palace servants. Unclear if ‘Chamberlain’ is his name or his title.)

Ludovico (Palace Guard)

Bludmila (Palace Guard)

Selasi (The Baker)

Saguaro (An acquaintance of Asra’s, from Nopal)

Tilde the Leech Monger (A leech merchant near Mazelinka’s house.)

Barth/Bartholomew (Bartender of The Rowdy Raven)

Aedile Velos (Once slept in the Palace’s haunted guest room.)

Major Arcana

The Fool (0)

The Magician (I)

The High Priestess (II)

The Empress (III)

The Emperor (IV)

The Hierophant (V)

The Lovers (VI)

The Chariot (VII)

Strength (VIII)

The Hermit (IX)

Wheel of Fortune (X)

Justice (XI)

The Hanged Man (XII)

Death (XIII)

Temperance (XIV)

The Devil (XV)

The Tower (XVI)

The Star (XVII)

The Moon (XVIII)

The Sun (XIX)

Judgment (XX)

The World (XXI)

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Fuck The Rules- Mindy Meeks-Martin

Word Count: 1.2K

Synopsis: It's your last night alive and you only have one mission: fuck Mindy Meeks-Martin.

Consists of: Gender neutral AFAB reader, mentions of death, mentions of murder, brief mention of knives, brief mention of guns, brief mention of drugs and alcohol, reader is so sickeningly in love with Mindy, a little asphyxiation, reader and Mindy make out

Here it is, the long awaited end of the world, or the end of Woodsboro at least. And what's the best way to say goodbye? A giant house party apparently. It's supposedly "For Wes" but I've never seen half these people in the same room as him when he was alive, and we only toasted to him once before people went back to their typical house party nonsense: hooking up, smoking, and smashing shit.

But I'm here too so you'd think that says something about me too, makes me hypocritical for critiquing my peers. But I'm here for one reason, and one reason only. And that reason happens to have curly black hair, a highly eccentric personality, and the most animated reactions ever known to man, Mindy Meeks-Martin.

Now I've never actually talked to Mindy, but there's something about the feeling of the end that pushes you to take chances. Even before the killings, I knew now was the time to get bold, it is senior year after all. Now that my high school career as well as my literal life may be ending, it truly is now or never.

Mindy is sitting in the living room, loudly commentating on the scene in Stab where Randy explains "The Rules." She's so immersed in it, probably a combination of her love for movies and her admiration for her uncle, but maybe because a part of her thinks these rules could truly come in clutch now. Maybe she's prepping for survival. I come over and sit next to her in the most casual way I can. Not too close, but not far away enough for someone else to squeeze in between us, I'd gotten tripped up too many times before, I had to have a fool proof plan this time.

But to my surprise, Mindy speaks to me, "You ready to die tonight?" she asks with a smile completely inappropriate for the question. If it was anyone else, I might even be weirded out. But it was Mindy, and she asked me a question.

"Oh yeah, I have a special request for the killer of how I wanna die," I smile back at her, copying her way of sitting, leaning back against the couch.

"Well do tell!"

"Well, I don't just wanna be stabbed, or shot, or any of that other boring shit. I want something interesting-"

"Like Tatum in the garage door?" she cuts me off.

"Exactly! Just like that. But not exactly that, still something new. If I have to get killed here like tens of people before, I'd definitely like to have something that sets my murder apart from the others."

"Oh so you're one of those people that try to be different," she rolls her eyes playfully, "attention seeker."

"And you're not? Sitting here at the center of the party yelling at the TV. If anything it seems like you're the attention seeker."

"I don't need to seek attention, people look at me anyways. You especially," Mindy scoots closer to me now, resting her head on her arm propped up on the back of the couch. She looks at me intensely.

"I-I don't-" I start, feeling myself getting ready to back out. But then I remember, last chance. I'm never gonna have Mindy Meeks-Martin this close to me ever again, hell we both might be dead by tomorrow. Now or never, "It's hard not to, a pretty girl like you."

"You think I'm pretty?" she bats her eyelashes rapidly and plays with her hair. She knows this. When you look like she does you have to know.

"You're gorgeous," I continue.

She comes even closer, her face inches away from mine, "You are too. I didn't know if you'd ever grow the balls to come talk to me. It made me kinda sad, honestly. I could've fucked you years ago."

"W-what?" and there goes my composure.

"I could've fucked you years ago," she says slower, really wanting me to understand, "But now I can't. So sad," she pouts, shaking her head.

"Why not?"

"Rule number one, darling, "Never have sex" especially not in this spooky ass house, you know this is where the original act three went down."

I, in fact, did not know that. But having knowledge of it now, doesn't make my pussy throb any less for her. If anything it makes everything feel more necessary, more urgent. I urgently needed to see Mindy Meeks-Martin naked.

"Those rules aren't always true though. Sidney had sex. In this "spooky ass house" no less, and she's still standing."

"Yes because Sidney Prescott is a freak of nature, the most special of cases. We're not Sid."

"Speak for yourself."

She lets out a breathy laugh, "If you have sex you could die. You want me so bad that you'd risk it?"

"What if I did?" I challenge her, making the gap between our faces smaller and smaller.

"I'm not gonna let you get me caught up," she puts both her hands up in defense, "You really think you can fight the rules?"

"I think you'd really like to see me try," I lean all the way in, pressing my lips against Mindy's gently, fighting every urge in my body to stick my tongue in her mouth right away. But once again, Mindy beats me to it, her tongue already exploring every corner of my mouth. She grabs my face with both hands, and brings the rest of her body closer, she's almost straddling me. Mindy kisses like she's hungry. As if she's been starving and I'm her first meal in weeks. My body feels hot all over, my skin is burning, every hair on my body is standing straight up. I feel like I'm not even in my own body right now, like I've floated away to what I can only assume to be heaven because Mindy is kissing me right now, and it's better than every dream I've ever had.

I'm not really sure what to do with my hands. I want to touch her of course, but I'm not entirely sure where the best place would be right now. The waist is a given, but Mindy doesn't seem like the kind of girl that'd like that. It'd be awkward to hold her face because she's already holding mine. My thoughts are immediately swiped away as she grabs my hand and places it in her hair. I run my hands through her hair, pulling her deeper and deeper into me. We haven't stopped to breathe once, but I kinda like the dizzy feeling it gives me. I think I have a new request, death by suffocation. I can think of no better way to have my last breath than directly into Mindy Meeks-Martin's mouth.

"God, get a room Mindy!" Mindy and I pull away from each other as a loud male voice shouts in our direction. Mindy's brother Chad, plops down on the couch next to me and chirps a quick "Hi." I awkwardly wave back.

"Must you ruin EVERYTHING??" Mindy shouts at him, reaching behind me to push his head back.

"Ow!"

"You wanna go upstairs?" Mindy looks to me and grabs my hand. I almost faint right then and there. She just had her tongue shoved down my throat but hand holding is when I lose it.

"What about the rules?" I ask her. I'm teasing again, but in the back of my head I'm also saying this to create an escape route for either of us, for me mostly.

"Fuck the rules," she pulls both of us up and after I nod to her she leads me away. Her and Chad flip each other off as we climb up the stairs.

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Part 2 coming soon!

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[ AUTHOR ]

✧ name – viper, vi, pyon

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Have some little spoilers for The New Hound of the Underground fanfic I'm writing. The third chapter is almost finished 😭😭

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RULES & CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR.

— rules !!

I'm fine with writing smut, however I will NOT write anything that has to do with pedophilia, incest, non-con, zoophilia and any tabboo/illegal kinks.

do not spam requests please.

do not ask me to write for characters that are not listed here.

I accept poly relationships.

my target audience are sapphic women and people under the nonbinary umbrella. I will not write any of the stated characters with a male reader.

oc x character requests are welcome, although please describe me your oc in the request.

— characters I write for !!

valorant ;;

neon ( romantic + platonic )

viper ( romantic + platonic )

reyna ( romantic + platonic )

raze ( romantic + platonic )

fade ( romantic + platonic )

jett ( romantic + platonic )

skye ( romantic + platonic )

sage ( romantic + platonic )

astra ( romantic + platonic )

league of legends ;;

renata glasc ( romantic + platonic )

zeri ( romantic + platonic )

akali ( romantic + platonic )

evelynn ( romantic + platonic )

neeko ( romantic + platonic )

seraphine ( romantic + platonic, no smut )

arcane ;;

vi ( romantic + platonic )

caitlyn ( romantic + platonic )

jinx ( romantic + platonic, no smut )

sevika ( romantic + platonic )

grayson ( romantic + platonic )

overwatch ;;

junkerqueen ( romantic + platonic )

moira ( romantic + platonic )

sombra ( romantic + platonic )

mercy ( romantic + platonic )

pharah ( romantic + platonic )

borderlands ;;

lilith ( romantic + platonic )

tyreen calypso ( romantic + platonic )

moxxie ( romantic + platonic )

moze ( romantic + platonic )

amara ( romantic + platonic )

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my requirements to write a ship req-

description of yourself

personality traits?

i don't need your age but it is appreciated so i don't ship underage people with overage characters and underage characters with overage people

what show would you like me to write from?

do you want nsfw/sfw hc, or one or the other?

my req for full fanfic/small blurb-

i need an idea and a character.

i need your oc (if you wish) or it automatically becomes an x reader :D

i need to know if you'd like it to be sfw/nsfw

my req for an x oc

just which oc

nsfw/sfw?

x your oc or x reader?

who i write for!

marvel

i write majorly for marvel.

any characters

i only write dad!tony stark

nsfw/sfw upon request

harry potter!

any characters except older peter pettigrew, remus, sirius, snape and dumbledore because i view them as either father figures or just don't feel comfortable writing for them.

nsfw/sfw upon request

disclaimer because some of you think i'm supporting J.K. Rowling-

I do NOT in ANY WAY support her. I like the characters and simply the characters from the movies because they are pretty and i am simply too lazy to do research on the actors. please don't attack me over this.

arcane!

mostly jinx my beloved

sometimes vi/caitlyn

umbrella academy

any characters as long as they're aged up besides yk pogo and reginald

oh and dolores i won't write for her

also i write for viktor not vanya

stranger things

no i will not write for vecna, but i write for 001/henry creel. other than that any character

my ocs-

all of them, but here's the few i'm writing for atm

obsydian - she/they. afab, a 16,000 year old demon who im human years/form appears to be about 16

nix - 17 year old, amab, he/him they/them. green hair with light brown skin with a tongue piercing

jay - amab, genderfluid, any pronouns - brown haired teen who appears late 20s and is actually 18

asani - nonbinary afab, she/her - dark skinned goat horned cutie who is 19

dusty - afab female, she/her - 16 year old chaos ball with grey hair and blue eyes, porcelain skin

daisy - afab nonbinary, she/they - blonde sweetheart with light skin who as her name states loves daisies and she is 12 so no nsfw/shipping them

damien - afab transmasc, he/him - a 25 year old guy who's been on t for 9 years now and has already had top/bottom surgery. brown hair with three blonde streaks in the front and back

spencer - nonbinary amab, he/they - a teenage dirtbag who wears pigtails much like sal fisher. green hair and purple eyes, their skin has a pinkish undertone

liam!! - amab male, he/him - 17 year old weirdo who's scared of everything and everyone besides his siblings ace and anna (they're triplets. brown fluffy hair and pale skin.

there'll be pictures of them soon

i write heavier themes upon request such as smut, yandere, gore, horror, attempted sa/non con and su!cide themes.

i also will write fluff and small blurbs whenever i feel the need, comfort and angst is totally on the table too

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ii. Dating High King Part II •

iii. Dating Peter Pevensie (Modern AU, nonbinary reader) •

iv. Kissletoe (High King, childhood lovers, angst to fluff) •

v. Cheesy things Peter does (Modern AU) •

vi. Dating Peter Pevensie (Modern AU, college) •

vii. What If I Fall? (High King, a little angst, playful Peter) •

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