#arcane drabbles

[unkn0wn--3nt1ty]

Rewatching Arcane again for the butch lesbians

[zkyfall]

500 word, sweet lil drabble about Vander and Silco reconciling. Idc about marriage much irl but Silco and Vander being husbands makes my heart go💓

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Vander wipes down the bar top as Silco glides down the stairs from the office, clipboard in hand. He’d been working from the office for weeks. Guess he was ready for a change of pace, or maybe he’d finally fallen back into the rhythm of the Last Drop. Vander snags a bottle, an old vintage, and uncorks it. It’d been a month since Silco had moved back in and Vander had woken up this morning with an odd mix of nostalgia and…gratitude. They’d faced years of pain and strife at each other's hands but somehow they ended up right back where they started. And alive, against all odds. 

Silco sits in his usual spot, just across from Vander. The same place he’d perched twenty years ago, so they could enjoy the quiet before open, and each other's company, as he balanced the books. 

“Mornin’ Sil,” Vander rumbles, “ sleep alright?”  Though Silco’s sharp gaze on Vander’s left hand tells him he’s not gonna get an answer.

“You kept the ring.” It’s not a question, of course Silco can see it bright as day glittering on Vander’s finger, but Vander answers anyways as he fixes him a drink.

“Yeah. I kept the ring.”

Silco blinks and taps his pen against the clipboard. “You should have sold it.”

“Maybe… but ’m glad I didn’t,” Vander murmurs as he slides Silco’s usual across the bar.

Silco turns his gaze from his hands to contemplate the warm amber liquid in his glass. “I threw mine in the Pilt.”

Vander nods, a lump in his throat. It’s no surprise, of course Silco did, after what happened… “That’s fair.”

“I was being…dramatic. Should have sold it.” Silco’s lip twitches as he swirls the whiskey. “Would have been worth at least a few drinks.” 

“Hmmm, that lil thing?” Vander remembers the ring, crafted from a gold hex he’d hammered thin and bent into shape with pliers. Made with love and defacing state currency? Silco was overjoyed. But he wouldn’t be bested, he disappeared and came back the next day with a gold band of his own and another bounty on his head. “One, maybe two drinks–” Vander tilts his head at Silco’s whiskey “–And not the good stuff.” 

The skin around Silco’s good eye crinkles in a secret smile as he sets the glass to the side. He reaches out and takes Vander’ calloused hand into his own. He rubs a finger along the worn metal. “It still looks good on you. Far better than that puffed up merchant.”

“Jealous?” Vander turn’s his wrist to capture Silco’s hand. He laces their fingers together. Enjoying how even Silco’s lanky fingers look delicate in his grasp. 

“No.” Wistful. Silco doesn’t say it but he looks it: mismatched eyes soft with an emotion he doesn’t need to put into words. After all these years, they finally understand each other. 

They enjoy each other's touch for a few precious moments then return to their tasks when they hear the kids start to wake up downstairs.

Vander hums an old tune as he finishes getting the Last Drop ready to open. He knows he’s got a gold hex lying around somewhere…

[togetherhearted]

So... My brain is back in gear ^w^! I'd like to request the golden trio and a random character with a reader who works two jobs and has been keeping one of them a secret until they encounter the reader at their 2nd job (mascot character? poro/child babysitter? waiter/waitress? you decide :D!) Please and thank you in advance <3

Hi! It's always nice to see what's goin on inside your head! Thanks for waiting!

SILCO,VIKTOR,LOCAL CUISINE BOY AND VI MEETING THEIR S/O AT THEIR 2° JOB

BARTENDER

Silco tiredly dragged his body to the bar stool.

It was late at night so the shop was pretty much empty.

He cursed himself for slacking off that week. He took by heart Jinx's suggestion to take a couple of days break because he wasn't "living his life" but in the end he had to do double the workload.

He mumbled to get him the strongest drink they had -Sure honey.This sounds good?- When he recognized the voice his eyes wenr to the figure working on his drink -Dear?- You just smiled at him -Told you I started to work here~-

MAID/BUTLER.

Viktor followed Jayce with a frown to this new cafe he kept mentioning for days. He never intended to get involved in new Piltovian's trends. The man had more important things to do. Jayce insisted that he would have loved it eventually.

-Welcome back Masters- Viktor froze when saw you greeting them. He took a better look at your uniform and flushed. You also recognized him and averted your eyes shily. You have told him you found a second job to help pay the studies but you were too embarrassed to tell him what it was. Now was kinda too late and the little smug smirk he was now giving you didn't help at all.

BABYSITTER

The young man followed a figure. He was pretty sure it was you the one accompanying those kids to buy food.

He tried to be sneaky, but one of the kids noticed him being suspicious and alarmed you.

-Don't you dare touch these chil-Oh!Hi love!- You almost swinged a punch right on his nose

-L-little Lamb?Are you babysitting?- He awkwardly stood next to them. -Oh yeah. These are my cousins. My uncle is also giving me some money for taking care of them when they're out -  You just smiled; ruffling one of the kids' hair  -Want to come to the market?We can buy something for dinner as well- He nodded,following your lead. 

Sometimes he would look at you being all cute with your cousins and imagined how it would be like to have children...

MASCOTTE

You could feel someone staring. There were the chills and everything. You were sure someone was behind you, but you had to keep waving in your uncomfortable fish costume.

You loved Jericho and his cooking but this this was out of your comfort zone. Anyway, a favor is a favor.

-Come on. No need to hide it Sugar cube,I know it is you- You sighed when you heard Vi's voice from behind your back.At least now you knew who was staring.

-I can explain- You said while slowly moving to face her -Jericho needed help,plus he me money so here I am- -Money for what?- She took a step behind to avoid a sprinting kid -Eh, you'll see. Now I have to go back. Jericho made some samples for the public to taste. A new recipe he said.-

Vi contained a giggle while watching you going back to the stall.

[j-art-2d2]

Okay so I saw that you wanted Jinx requests so hear me out-

Jinx and Vi with a stoner s/o?? So sorry if this goes against your rules. I tried to look for your rules but I couldn’t find em <3 you don’t have to add vi If you don’t want to

such a good idea i am hearing u out to the fullest extent !! and thanks for being so respectful! i just created my masterlist so at the time of you sending this i hadn’t had a rules list yet

bold of you to assume vi isn’t my second love

as a pothead i am eating this idea up!!

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Jinx w/ Stoner S/O

🍃everyone already assumes she smokes because of her tattoos

🍃definitely has the coolest set up. im talking personalized bongs and bowls. glow in the dark rolling trays. ashtrays she doodled on shoutout to silcos ashtray

🍃speaking of silco, she smokes in the house despite him not liking it. it’s like typical annoying dad behavior. he’s not actually mad about it because he knows how it helps her but he’ll still be uptight about it.

🍃gets “caught” smoking in her room all the time and “lies” about it to be funny because she knows she’s not actually in trouble. it’ll be like, silco : were you smoking in her !?! jinx : *grinning, eyes squinty* nope the room : YES!!!!

🍃jinx honestly has more than enough reasons to smoke. anxiety, trauma, ptsd, to calm the voices and herself, to clear her mind, etc.. it’s mental illness love

🍃used to smoke by herself in her room in the dark :( but once u came along she started smoking more with you and having fun with it

🍃only other person she smokes with is ekko. always invites you. doesn’t wanna go anymore if you’re not but goes anyway. texts/calls you the whole time she’s there

🍃one of her fav things to do now with you is have a smoke sesh. you, her, blankets, squishmallows. mini fridge for food and drinks and a snack shelf. made a whole playlist just for when you guys are smoking. always insists on watching hangover

🍃wakes you up with breakfast and a joint she rolled with a heart filter in it. whenever she rolls for you she always makes the filter into a heart. always.

🍃whenever you guys are out you can count on her to have her pen and oil with her but always comes prepared w at least one joint heart filter of course!

🍃prefers joints over blunts. bongs over bowls. avid bong water spiller tho weed over oils. only smokes dabs when things are really bad and she NEEDS it. uses blue cotton candy flavored papers for funsies sometimes

🍃def always has weed under nails bc like.. they’re long lol but she also uses her nails to pack down and ash out bowls so she has ash under them too hate to admit it our girl is nasty but its ok i am too 🤪

🍃definitely the type to laugh while you’re coughing and tearing up because of a bong hit but will get you water without you asking. always gets her own bev but doesn’t even drink it the whole sesh because she’s too busy talking

🍃always says “holy shit girl queen pussy boss” after you take a really big bong hit

🍃has to blow her bang out of her face before she lights a joint. always lights her bang on fire when taking a bong hit

🍃listens to rock music when she rolls. says it gets her in the zone and helps her focus. shaky hands

🍃you have to keep telling her to smoke whenever she tells a story because she will just keep talking and forget she even has the joint in her hand or that its her turn to hit the bowl/bong

🍃always wants candy when she gets the munchies

🍃will sneak into your room and leave mini jars of weed for you to find later. or if you’re otp w her and start complaining about not having weed she’ll say “look in [random object]”. you look and boom mini jar with weed. its always fresh too you dont know how she does it

🍃started smoking with herbs because she had a conversation with you about the benefits. giving very “this shit is a girl blunt,i only smoke girl blunts”

🍃always gets free weed because she’s pretty but also drug dealers are scared of her :)

🍃you and her like to play smoking games. who can hold their hit for the longest? who can do the best smoke tricks? who can roll the fastest?

🍃gets extra touchy and needy with you when you guys smoke. needs all the cuddles and kisses in the world.

🍃said “i know a spot” and took you to the old arcade

Vi w/ Stoner S/O

🍃first things first. prefers blunts over joints. will always smoke a blunt. bongs intimidate her. you had to literally beg her to hit yours. always gets bong water in her mouth.

🍃has a surplus of backwood rolling trays and grinders. always wears her backwood hoodie to the cyph. giving very frat boy

🍃will always roll for you without you having you ask. she loves when you watch her roll and then compliment how it’s hitting afterwards. flexes every time someone says she rolls good. embarrassing.

🍃used to always just smoke with ekko but started feeling left out because ekko kept inviting jinx so she started bringing you. now the four of you alwayssss smoke together

🍃can smoke in her apartment but her roommate caitlyn is so annoying about it so she has to put a towel under the door and light a candle/incense

🍃is always saying “i need a new candle” “i need more incense”

🍃always gets ash on her hand/arm wraps/bandages. keeps accidentally lighting it on fire while lighting a blunt

🍃gets the munchies and eats all her snacks but doesn’t remember she did the next day and asks you what happened to her snacks

🍃always has weed stuck in her hair and under her nails. actually let’s you run your fingers through her hair if you just touched some sticky weed and can’t get all of it out of your fingers. you don’t know why but it always works

🍃loves to provide you with weed. will randomly just put a few nugs in your hand when she drops you off at home as a show of love

🍃same as jinx. mini fridge for drinks and food. hides snacks in a bin under her bed. prefers to cook for you though.

🍃picked up smoking in jail and it just stuck ever since. mainly for fun/enjoyment. vi just likes being high lol does help with any anxiety, depression, trauma, ptsd, etc.. she may have

🍃plays sad boy trap music when she rolls. says it’s a vibe but you know it just makes her feel cool

🍃looks at you in horror when you take a huge hit. rubs your back when you cough and opens your water for you. jokes when she knows you’re okay.

🍃always gets free weed because she’s THE BRO to all the drug dealers. they let her buy on credit and don’t even ask her to pay it back.

🍃loves to get cuddled up with you to smoke. pulls out all of her blankets and pillows. bought a projector just to watch action and bad scary movies with you when you guys smoke

🍃likes to “share” her hits with you by blowing them into your mouth while you kiss

🍃actually enjoys having a pen and oil. gets matching ones for you and her but still will give you hers to hit.

🍃has been begging jinx to teach her how to make a heart filter

🍃doesn’t understand what you mean by “girlblunt” but bought herbs for when you come over to smoke anyways. even put them in cute little jars for you shoutout to jinx for the jars

🍃kisses the blunt before asking you to light it. that’s how it goes. she rolls. you light.

🍃always passes the blunt/joint to you first during the sesh respectfully 🙏

🍃said “i know a spot” and took you to the world ekko made

[massacredkitty]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[elsfairy]

okay but “trying” to push sevika away while she’s fingering you but it just makes her fuck you harder

like omgggg 😖

oh 😳 (ty for reviving me for my Sevika arc, i love you so bad)

you’ve lost count of how long you’ve been sprawled out on her bed, both sets of clothes discarded into one of the corners of her bedroom, you weren’t really sure where, but you also weren’t in the mood to care. The only things you were caring about and thinking of were the feeling of her lips around your clit and the fingers that have been buried in your cunt for god knows how long. She knows you and your body like the back of her hand— better than you know yourself really. Sevika knew which spots had you trembling, which parts to kiss that would have you whimpering at her touch. She took time to understand how your body worked, and what you liked and disliked. “You taste so good, Sweetheart” She murmurs, voice slightly muffled.

It wasn’t until her fingers brushed and curled against a certain spot that always had you gasping, that your fingers pulled harder at her hair, your thighs clenching around her head and your mouth opened as she pulled yet another round of whines from you. She was quick to smirk against your cunt, and it had you wanting to roll your eyes at her cockiness but your hands always had a mind of their own, already trying to push her away from you, your legs loosening around her head. “Too much—” she’s had you on this bed for a while, so you’re not really sure how many times she’s pulled an orgasm out of you but you were starting to feel more and more sensitive as the seconds passed.

She has always been addicted to you and your taste so she was having none of it, like usual. The woman was also quicker than you, so she was able to pin your thigh down onto the bed without a problem, nails creating crescent moon indents on your skin. Her grey eyes that staring up at you like she was hunting you. “Stop moving, you taste so good and i can’t get enough of you, let me enjoy you, Sweet”

And just like that her mouth was back on your clit, fingers back in your cunt, where she would gladly have them all the time if she could, in just a matter of seconds. The hand still pinning down your thigh and her pace was almost borderline brutal— her pace never faltered even with the amount of times you started squirming under her, pulling at her hair, and gripping at the sheets. It’s pathetically embarrassing to you, how the sound of your cunt fills your ears, her greedy moans coming to a close second. Sevika was simply doing everything in her power to keep tearing those sounds from you until it was the only thing she would ever remember. She was so fuckin’ greedy for more.

“Told you to stop moving, i just wanted to give my girl something nice but you had to act all bratty”

[pixievi]

ROOMMATE VI (18+)

your roommate vi…who you have a desperate crush on. the one you think about late at night when you're so needy. all because of her. and she doesn't even know it, she seems so oblivious to how attractive she is. how just a mere smile or playful smirk she'd send your way is enough to make butterflies bubble in your tummy. or at least, that's what you thought. 

with it being so late, you were sure vi must have been fast asleep. but you still took some care to be quiet, just in case. a few moans and whimpers had escaped you, as filthy thoughts and images played in your mind that harmonised with your thrusts. when vi had finished working out earlier, she messed around with you. trying to get you into a hug knowing damn well how sweaty she was and you lightheartedly fought against her, running away. but your freedom didn't last long, she caught you quickly. turning the chase into a playful grapple, mixed with giggles from the both of you. having her be a bit rough with you, while she was pinning you down, was doing too much to you. you wished instead of just giving you that tight hug, she turned you over and…

you moaned again, louder than the last time and you paused a moment, listening for any sign that you had woken vi. stillness met your ears and you slowly began to work the dildo in and out of you again. imagining that it was vi who was fucking it into your dripping pussy, instead of your tired hand. you thought of all the things she might breathe in your ear as she leaned over you, while she fucked you into the mattress.

"taking my cock so well bunny"

"fuck, you sound so pretty"

"gonna cum all over me? huh? gonna make a mess? c'mon, give it to me"

she deepened her thrusts and the squelching between your warm thighs got louder as you chased your high. thinking of your roommate on the other side of the wall. you whimpered as vi's cock your dildo dragged against your aching walls. you could almost see her muscled form above you, gripping the skin of your hips. so hard that you would bruise. you could almost feel and hear the slap of her thighs against the back of your own as she pounded into you.

and when you came, you couldn't stop the whine of vi's name escaping your lips, nor the gasps of bliss that followed. which were equally as loud. but, you didn't have to be loud for vi to hear anything. the walls were paper thin and vi heard everything. 

definitely gonna come back to this one ;)

♡ @amorogre @ellies-converse @visndcaitswhore @happysparklingshadows @perrzs @violetsrxse @ghosthellz @k1mba @subbyprincesspebbles @headempty03 @vastseamind @hangesgirlypop @askforimagineoroneshot @whoreshores @purrculiar ♡

[sleepyangelkami]

NS//FW ALPHABET .vi

 ☆ WORD COUNT - 5.3K

VI (ARCANE) X FEM!READER

 ☆ WARNINGS - smut, nsf//w themes, much much more but unfortunately i will not be typing them all out because this entire post is around sexual themes, read at your own risk ! intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 🩷

AFTERCARE, what they're like after sex vi likes to be a little rough, this is no secret to you or her. but she makes sure to change that as soon as it's over. she'll take the harness off her hips, discarding it before crawling back up to you, placing kisses on your cheek and shoulder. "you okay?" always wanting to know what's going on inside you're head. "was it okay? too rough? no?" of course she likes it rough, so do you, neither of you would have it any other way but she also wants to make sure that you can communicate your limits, even through your fucked out glossy lips. "good girl, that feel better?" she'll already be rubbing cream on the little bruises, whether it was on your hips or across your ass. she doesn't care where it hurts, all she cares is to make it better. "my pretty girl, did so well." she'll make sure to murmur as she cleans your bottom half with a cloth, trying to ignore your broken whimpers as she coos, attempting to shush you. you'll both sleep naked, skin to skin with your arms woven around her neck, hers around your waist and holding you close. 

BODY PART, her favourite body part of hers and also yours it's no secret that you're obsessed with her arms, it made her a little obsessed with them too. she loves her biseps, the way they flex and most importantly, the way you stare at them, all wet-mouthed when they do. she also loves the strength in her arm to keep you pinned against the bed, stopping you from writhing under her or the way they sit at either side of your head, watching you get wide eyed at feeling a little trapped yet awfully flustered. she loves how much you love them. she adores all of you, truly every inch of your body but she'd be lying if she said she didn't love those thighs impossibly more. she loves grabbing at them, pushing your little skirts and dresses up to reveal the skin that she can push and pinch at. she adores nothing more than being inside you, head thrown back yet still, her hands are on those precious thighs, kneading and playing with the plush skin. they're like two stressballs in her hands and you can't help but writhe against her as she does so.

CUM, anything to do with cum really vi can squirt pretty easily, it just comes naturally to her. but what she loves even more than squirting is making you squirt. when you'd looked away, all shy and embarrassed after telling her you'd never been able to squirt before, she just had to take it on as a challenge. and when she was fingering you, pumping her fingers in and out as her mouth sucked on your clit, she couldn't help but grin at the spurts coming from your cunt. "atta girl." she'd coo, pulling her mouth away and pressing a slap to your pussy. "that's it, good girl." all proud of herself for being able to achieve the said impossible.

DIRTY SECRET, a dirty secret of hers vi wouldn't call herself a criminal. sure, she spent her fair share inside stillwater though she thought those circumstances were sort of unnecessary. she thought once she got out, she'd left her thief days behind her. not that she'd call it stealing, she always said she was just doing what she needed to survive. but if that were true, your white cotton panties wouldn't be hidden in her drawer or your lacy pink ones wouldn't be sitting in her back pocket. she was so discrete about it, waiting until you'd turned away or even walked away for a second before slipping them between her fingers and into the back of her pants, right in the pocket. she was good at being sly about it, after all, she'd had practice. you'd come back, looking through your laundry basket or the folded clothes on your bed, brows knit together all confused. "something wrong, cupcake?" she'd question, pretending not to be interested as her eyes studied the comic book that had been sitting on your bed or something or other. "jus' looking for something." you'd mumble distractedly, fishing through your clothes once more, you'd think you'd gone insane. but vi then turned her attention on you, feigning confusion. "what're you looking for?" she'd smirk at the way you'd flush then, turning away. "n-nothing."

EXPERIENCE, how experienced is she? does she know what she's doing? you know, most people think vi doesn't have much experience seeing as she was in prison for a couple years but i BEG TO DIFFER. you cannot tell me this girl wasn't getting around behind those bars. every lunch, every dinner, every time she got out, she was eyeing up someone knew. she didn't care whether they were desperate or played hard to get, she had no preferences when it came to that prison, not that she had a lot to work with anyway. but aside from that, she was pretty much open to just about anything. she didn't care who it was, if they were willing to give, she was willing to take. though, it was often in the most uncomfortable places in the world. in the janitors closet or some other remote area where she wouldn't get caught. times could get tough inside prison and sometimes all you needed was to blow off some steam and get that anger out which is exactly what she did. i think vi would be very experienced in that department which is why it was so different when it came to you. both in a soft bed, no pressure, no need for stress relief. it came calm to her, like she didn't have to rush unlike the people in the prison where if the quickie didn't hurry up, they'd be getting caught by enforcers. which is probably not what one would want to see as they... you know, finish?

FAVOURITE POSITION, self explanatory I think vi likes having you in missionary. there's something about her holding you close, one hand coming beneath your chin to force your head up. "look at me when you take it, 'kay baby?" her voice filled with little whimpers here and there because as much as she tried to stay strong, she couldn't help the way you made her feel. she wants you to keep eye contact all the time, forcing you to look at her whenever your eyes drift away or shut closed. when you're mumbling about being close and she can feel your cunt tightening around the strap, she can't help but grab your face roughly again. "look at me when you cum." it's not a suggestion nor question, it's an order.

GOOFY, is she humorous in the moment? does she make jokes? during sex, vi is usually serious. she's not serious in a scary way that would make you rigid but she doesn't often bring in goofiness to the situation either, unless, of course, you'd asked her to. she wouldn't mind if you'd asked her for something more lighthearted but when vi has sex, her usual instincts take over. she becomes a much more serious person, her entire mind switching to one thing, pleasuring you. the whole point was to make sure you felt good and the last thing she wanted to do was make you insecure in any way. with that being said, she might murmur a couple things with a humorous chuckle. "yeah? you like that cupcake?" when she does something slightly out of your guys' normality. but of course, she knows you like it by the way your back is arching and moans fall freely. but she can't help it but tease.

HAIR, how is she groomed? does the carpet match the drapes? i'd imagine that vi shaves pretty regularly. something about being in prison for so long and not exactly having the option to. now, she has a sense of freedom about it and seeing as she can have longer showers and such i can imagine that she'd be in there for over an hour, shaving too. it also probably makes her feel a little cleaner after being in the prison (not that it's dirty not to shave some people just find it makes them feel cleaner afterwards) but when it comes to you, she really doesn't care. she'd probably prefer you to be a little shaved but i don't think she'd care to the extreme that you'd have to be bald or anything like that. she'd just prefer you to trim, at least, otherwise, you're good! as long as it's not too much.

INTIMACY, how is she in the moment through romantic aspect? vi prefers it intimate. even if she's degrading you, perhaps she's praising you, either way, she's worshipping your body completely. being in the prison, she's had so much meaningless sex that this is so important for her, you're important to her. and having sex is one of the most vulnerable things you can do. she wants not only you to be comfortable but herself to be too. she's not big on 'fucking around and getting it over with' not anymore, at least. with you, she likes to take things slow, even if it's teasing. but don't get me wrong, you can still take things slow to a intimate level and still make sure you're covered in bruises and looking up at her with big watery eyes. she supposes it's just the aspect of caring. there's a difference between degrading some random girl in the janitors closet than degrading you, her beautiful cupcake, even if she's calling you a pathetic slut. even her praises are laced with love, strangely enough.

JACK OFF, anything to do with masturbation vi doesn't masturbate a whole bunch. she's done it many times before, of course, as everyone has but she's not the biggest fan of it. she prefers to feel someone else. before, when she was in the prison, she could have any girl she wanted at her fingertips so she didn't need to. but now that it's just you and her, she has you in her clutch almost always. but of course, as every relationship, there are times when you guys can't be together. and if she's horny then, she has no problem trailing her hand down her own pants, rubbing one out to the thought of you. even if you're not there, you're still the only thing plaguing her mind. she'll think of your whimpers and moans while trying to keep her own at bay. her head stuck in your pillow.

KINK, a kink of hers don't get me wrong, you're one hundred and ten percent vi's pillow princess, she just loves having her fingers burried inside you and her mouth on your weeping cunt. she's just not always sweet about it. vi will edge you until you can't take it anymore. she loves the way she feels you clamping around her fingers, mumbling all needily about how you're close, so so close and it's as if one more pump of her fingers could do it for you. but before you finish, her hand is leaving your body, slapping down on your pussy gently before kissing your shoulders. she loves the way you cry out for her, tears filling your eyes and she has no problem mocking you afterwards. "awh, baby, were you close?" and you'll nod, all sniffly. all you needed was the sweet relief she'd promised you beforehand and yet it was the only thing she wasn't sticking to. it felt good, definitely, amazing even but you just needed to reach the edge and she was denying you of that. "poor thing." she'll push her hand down again, pleasuring and pleasing you until you're seeing stars. and just as you're ready to cum once more, that familiar knot inside your stomach, her hands leave you again. "stop whining." she'll murmur, slapping your cunt again. "or else you won't cum at all."

LOCATION, where is her favourite place to do it vi prefers your bedroom. you have a big upcity house in piltover so the girl could live in your bed if she wanted. it was surely big enough. and with your massive house, walls so thick, she didn't have to worry about anyone hearing you both. there's a difference between you and the other girls she was with, she wanted to take her time with you, make sure you were as comfortable as she would so she could touch you in all the places that she wanted to. vi thought that being comfortable was important and for her, she didn't think she'd be so comfortable doing the things she wanted to you in a public bathroom or a friends house. she loves having you in your bed, the scent of you filling the room, everything was so unique and fit to your personality. she loves being surrounded by your sheets when you finish or having your music player in the corner of the room, one of your favourite songs a low murmur as you whimper and whine into her shoulder, trying to keep your noises down but as always, she didn't like that. "don't do that, wanna hear you." because you had the power to be as loud as you pleased seeing as you were home and comfortable.

MOTIVATION, what turns her on and gets her going vi isn't someone that would get mega turned on easily although it's seemingly always in the back of her head to try and turn you on. she's done it so much that she now does it subconsciously. she doesn't mean to talk to you in that tone at the worst possible moments but when she does, she can see it on your face what she's done. that is what gets her going. she loves when you suddenly get all flustered, a little bashful, especially in front of people. perhaps you're trying to talk to cait when she puts a hand around your waist, touching you a little too much for it to mean nothing. she loves seeing the way your cheeks heat up and you suddenly stumble on your words. she just loves putting you into your place, watching you get all subby and dumb for her so quickly. the way you'll look at her to finish your words for you, or stand a little closer, almost behind her. she loves the way you lean on her mentally, making it seem as though you were incapable of doing anything without the help of your vi. then, at least, everyone would be able to grasp the fact that you were off limits.

NO, something she wouldn't do, turn offs pick this as you please, there's no kink shaming on this blog ! 🩷

ORAL, preference in giving or receiving, skill, ect vi's a giver. and she's good at what she does. she knows this, you know this, it appears as though everyone does. and this makes her awfully confident. she loves having her strong bisep holding down your hips as she licks you out, lapping you up like a dog without any shame. she loves the sound of squelching that you both unintentionally make and she relishes in it. she watches your back arch off the bed and smirks against you, her tongue embedding itself in your hole. however, if you did want to give, she wouldn't exactly have a problem with it. she'd have you lying on your back, looking up at her through your lashes as she sits herself on your face. "look so pretty under me." she'll murmur as she gets herself off on your face, her hips rolling as you did everything in your power to make her feel good, licking and lapping at her with your little kitten licks. she was so good to you, it was only fair that you gave her the same feeling back in return.

PACE, is she fast, slow, stamina, ect vi has stamina like you've never seen before. when she has her strap embedded deep inside you, it's like she can't stop. she's rough with her hands grasping your hips and thighs, squeezing the plush as she fucks herself into you over and over. vi loves edging as we know, but the night usually ends with overstimulation. and between both that and the roughness or her hands on your body, you're so fucked out and subby by the end of it that you're practically putty in her hands. vi can go many rounds all while holding her fast pace without so much of a stutter of her hips, she can withstand much more than you can with her high stamina so if you're willing to let her, she'll use you like her little toy for as long as she pleases once you're fucked out and crying into the mattress. 

QUICKIES, her opinion on them? how often? ect not the biggest fan. don't get me wrong, of course you turn vi on. sometimes, she's sitting in a restaurant with her legs folded over themselves, squeezing them together as she tries to stop thinking about it. she fails, of course. every little thing that you do, looking at her with your doe eyes, your bottom lip between your teeth, even your grabby hands at her biceps, you make her go crazy sometimes. but as badly as she wants to bend you over the bathroom counter and take you then and there, she won't. this way, she won't get to spend all her time using you, won't get to take her time when dragging your panties down your legs or edging then overstimulating you until you can't walk. but that doesn't mean she won't tease. and boy, does this girl love to tease. she'll put her hands all over your body, squeezing at your thigh or pushing them around your waist. she speaks to you in the very tone that has your face hot as rocks and whispers things in your ear. but she won't take you then and there. she'll wait, until she thinks the time is right. then, she'll make a steady exit with you in her arms, bringing you right on home. as soon as you reach home, she's making her move. and as you moan with your eyes rolled back as her hand reaches your puffy clit, she can't help but grin. "this what you wanted, hm? got you all pent up, huh? so mean." she'll mutter, ready to finally put you where she wants you.

RISK, is she game to experiment? does she take risks? usually, vi isn't one to take risks, she likes having you inside your big bedroom, everything so you as she fucks the stars out of your head. with that being said, you did still live with your parents. and sure, your walls were thick enough but sometimes, just sometimes, there may be a couple... complications. if vi is fucking you, she's not stopping. it's her rule. so, if your mother is at the door, twisting the knob and asking why your door is locked, you're trying to respond in the steadiest voice you can. "'m j-jus'- nngh- exercising, mom!" worst excuse ever but it's all you could come up with as her fingers are stuffed in your hole. "are you alright?" she'll ask hearing the noise you'd tried to keep at bay. you mentally cursed yourself. "think i-i hurt my leg, 'm fine!" she'd ask if you needed help to which you'd instant tell her no. with a strange expression, she'd walk away from your door. "such a peculiar child." or, if someone was calling you, you'd ignore it. vi though, she'd always answer her phone, no matter the situation. "yes?" her voice wil ring through the phone, despite the fact that her fingers are still pumping in and out of you at a steady pace. when the person at the other side of the phone would ask what the sound was at one of your particular whimpers, vi would smirk. "i got a dog." she'd almost laugh. "a dog?" they'd question, in confusion. "yeah, a cute little bitch." you though, were too fucked out to care.

STAMINA, how many rounds can she go for? how long does she last? like i said before, you'd never met someone with the stamina that vi had. it was truly unearthly, you thought it was slightly concerning, actually. vi threw you around like a rag dog, her big arms allowing her to do so as she fucked her strap into you, strings of curses and moans falling from her lips. it would get to the part of the night where you're just too fucked out to even say anything, babbling though you were sure they weren't even real words, the only thing you could say was one particularly short word, vi's name. it was exactly how vi wanted it, she wished for the only thing to be running through your head to be her and that pretty pink strap in your hole. vi can last long too, it's almost incredible how she can fuck at least two orgasms out of you before cumming herself. however, when she does eventually finish, she likes to make sure that you're right on the edge too so you can do it together, there's something so intimate about having her hands enveloping yours, both of you seeing nothing but white at the exact same time, your climax enveloping you.

TOYS, does she own toys? does she use them? nothing is better than coming home and having you either bouncing on her cock or laying down as she pumped it into you, getting rid of every nerve in her body. though, as much as vi adored her strap, she'd be lying if she said it were her favourite thing to use on you. vi own's a vibrator and boy does she put it to good use. she doesn't care how you take it but if that vibrator is on your clit, she's going insane. it's one of the ones with the big wand so she'll force your legs up, holding it down to your clit and cooing as your back arches. "awh, feels good, sweets?" and you'll barely be able to respond, so wrapped up in your own thoughts and pleasure as the wand vibrates against you, sending shocks through your entire body. or perhaps she's using it on you both. she's done it before where she's hovered over you, rubbing her clit against yours and just before she gets close, she decides to add a little more fun to the mix. she'll place the vibrator between you two, watching as your clit is vibrated against it, her own doing the same as she holds back her noises, her juices mixing with your own. her favourite thing about scissoring is how messy it gets so when she's given the option to put a vibrator between you two, knowing it'll only get impossibly messier, she can't not take the opportunity.

UNFAIR, how much does she like to tease? sometimes it seems as though vi knows you better than anyone else in the world, she likes to throw this around every now and then. like when your eyes flutter closed and your hole tightens against her fingers. she knows you so well, she knows that face and those strings of moans. "you close, baby?" she'll murmur against you and when you nod with a whimper, she'll take her fingers straight out of you, tongue coming down to lick the juices from it. you'll whine at the sudden loss of contact, feeling cold and empty without her long fingers to fill you up. but when she asks what's wrong, you simply can't speak, all nervous and hot. she loves this side of you and uses it to her advantage multiple times. she likes when you're shy, but she makes sure you know it won't slide with her. "what is it you want, sweetheart? gotta say it or else you won't get it." but when you're merely whining, her hand will come down to press a slap on the outer fat of your thigh. "you have words." she'll remind you while grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at her even through your glossy eyes. "use them." and when you do, you get your way as promised. as soon as you're babbling out the words about needing her fingers, her mouth, her strap, whatever it is you desire in that moment, she's pressing little kisses onto your skin. "see? wasn't so hard was it, pretty girl?"

VOLUME, how loud is she? what sounds does she make? whimpers. what? she can't help it. poor girl just wants to please you by slamming her 'cock' into your cunt over and over, repeatedly hitting exactly where you need it. but the way the base of the strap hits against her so good, she can't help the whimpers that fall from her mouth. "hmmph, cupcake, y'feel so good." she'll mumble, too fucked out to degrade you. that's when you know it's gotten her, when you know she's close. when she's too wrapped up in her own mind, dizzy and seeing stars. she's not able to get the words out to call you her filthy slut so instead, the words tumbling out of her mouth are like praises, sweet nothings even. and when she knows you're getting close too, her mouth is like a waterfall that simply refuses to stop. she'll utter and mumble things to keep herself grounded, trying to focus the attention on you and not her flaming cheeks. "so g-good f'me, angel, always so good- huuh~" trying to utter the words before being stopped with a gasp, one that shows she's just as close as you are. the spurting feeling follows soon after.

WILD CARD, random head cannon talking about herself in third person is something vi often does. whether she's alone, telling herself that everything will be fine she just has to fix it or she has you wrapped around her little finger, loving the sounds you make. your head will be looking down to her own face, sitting between your thighs, eyes trailing over the tattoo on her cheek. you'll be a whining mess, just wanting her to touch you so you can get your sweet release. her biceps will pin you down, holding you against the bed. "shh, baby, vi will make you feel good." talking about herself as if she isn't in her own body. though you have to be honest, she did hold that promise up as her head dipped further between your thighs, tongue flat against your clit and tasting you. or perhaps she has your face in the mattress, your ass up in the air as her strap fucks into you. you're whining as you squirt again and she just cant get enough of the juices flowing out of you. but you? you're mumbling and babbling incoherently about how you're making a mess. you'll be so worried about the juices falling all over your sheets and now it's getting so messy that you can't think of anything else. vi, though, to soothe your worries, merely fucks the strap so deep inside you that you can't think of anything other than her, soothing down the skin of your hips. "shh, sweetheart, vi'll clean up the mess either." reassuring you like the sweet girl she is.

X-RAY, what's going on underneath them clothes? a bright pink strap. she loves the strap as it goes with her outfits, and her hair and everything else belonging to you. she loves having you bounce on it, whining about how you can't take it anymore but vi won't let you get out that easily. she's telling you to keep going or if she can truly see the exhaustion in your eyes, her hands are finding way to your hips, bouncing you up and down so you don't have to do any of the work. the last thing she needs is her princess getting too tired before she can finish with her. you also go slightly feral over her boobs. perhaps she's laying on her side, your legs propped up with rope she's bound against your body and you're just writhing. she has the vibrator sat pretty against your puffy clit. you're whining and whimpering, not able to keep still and before you know it, your lips are on her boobs. she's trying to contain her sounds, trying to hold the vibrator upright while your tongue swirls around her nipples. you can't get enough, just needing your mouth on something and the way her boobs feel snug between your lips, your warm drool falling all over the milky skin. you just can't contain yourself as you feel yourself approaching yet another orgasm. but this time, vi's too focused on the way your lips feel against her boobs to have any power left in her to tell you not to come.

YEARNING, how high is her sex drive? sometimes, vi can't take the way you are around her. especially in public. the way you're grabbing at her or standing close yet a little behind her when interacting with other people. she just loves it so much that she's sure she could dick you down then and there. but, as said before, she lets the tension build up until you both break. but that doesn't mean she doesn't get horny quickly. my god, this girl cannot for the life of herself go through one day without feeling a wet splotch form in her boxers. then, she blames you. perhaps it was because you'd bent over once to pick something up or you had your hands behind your back and she'd imagined tying them that way. you'd always just stare up at her and ask her when she'd take accountability for merely being horny. she'd shrug her shoulders, telling you never. and you'd believe it.

ZZZ, how quickly does she fall asleep afterwards? vi just has unlimited energy, it seems. when you guys are finished, she wants to make sure that you know you're safe, at home, with her. the sheets will be slightly messy but oh well, that's a tomorrow problem. Her main goal is to make sure you're okay. she'll place the wet rag where you need it, washing you off with the energy that she still has. then, you finally find yourself in her arms, her skin hot against your skin but thankfully the cold sheets offer a little relief. vi will talk to you while she's still awake, about anything and everything. just because she knows you like falling asleep to the sound of her voice and god knows she has enough energy to keep talking. "really?" you'll babble, all tired as your eyes are screwed shut. she's telling you random facts and stories that you've probably already heard before. yet every time, you seemed more impressed. "really, baby." and she'll only stop talking when she asks if you're still listening and receives no response. she knows you're sleeping so she tries to stay as still as she can while playing with your hair strands between her fingers, smiling softly at how good you were for her. she still has energy so she'll lay awake for a while but she won't leave, fearing you'll wake up and she wont be there. she wants you to know that she will be there, always. 

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vi arcane x fem!reader (nsfw 18+)

“just like that, baby.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Vi love your boobas! She will kiss them, lick them, suck them, sleep on them, everything!

When she’s come home from a long day, she just wants your boobs in her mouth! And you’ll be laying on the couch just talking to her about your day while she sucks<3

anon yes omfg get out of my brain!! <3 vi definitely has an oral fixation and loves to keep herself occupied with your tits in her mouth.

𝐕𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐗𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, mdni, cute little smutty drabble, tit sucking, nipple play, sexual themes, vi being needy

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @dropsofs4turn @hehatesmati @zethd @im-jinxs-trinket

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

the tune of your favorite song blasts through your ears, your headphones blocking out the sound of any other unimportant disturbances. you move your head to the beat subconsciously, not even aware that you were moving and dancing while seated on your couch. you were scrolling through some app on your phone, nothing better to do than to burn time while you waited for your girlfriend to get home from work.

little did you know, she had just entered your shared apartment, and was standing back in the doorway, just admiring you so perfectly lost in your own little world. vi lived for little domestic moments like this, and she loved to come home to you blissful and upbeat.

not wanting to scare you, she slowly walks in front of the couch to be in your field of vision in your field of vision. the second you see her, your eyes light up in excitement and you fling yourself from the couch, not caring that your phone falls to the floor with a distinct clunk.

"vi! you're home! i didn't even hear you come in!" you squeal excitedly, running into her open arms.

"yeah cupcake, i'm home. missed you baby," it was a rough day for her at work, but she didn't want to think about that. not when she had her favorite person in her arms.

"c'mon, lets relax on the couch cupcake, didn't mean to interrupt you,"

...

your headphones and phone sat abandoned on the coffee table, your top and bra tossed aimlessly and recklessly to the floor.

your bottoms were left on, but nothing adorned your chest besides your necklaces and a series of wet hickeys across your neck and breasts.

your chest rose and fell with each breath and word expelled from your mouth, blabbering on about your day. you were detailed, wanting this moment to last as long as possible. as you described your eventful grocery spree or that morning, slurping and sucking sounds echo in the room, sourced from vi's lips enclosed around your tit, her hand pinching and teasing your other nipple. her spit and drool was all over your chest, but you couldn't care less. not when she looked so perfectly angelic and ethereal, her puppy dog eyes looking up at you ever so often to assure you she was listening while she lazily sucked and worshiped your tits.

the activity wasn't even foreplay for the both of you anymore, it became more of a peaceful daily ritual. sure, it was sexual, but it was more calming. it grounded vi after a tough day, and gave you time to rant to her and expel all your pent-up negative emotions from the day. it was beautiful and domestic more than anything.

vi lets out an occasional mhm, or quiet moan around your nipples as you recount the adventures of just that day, showing her agreement to your arguments with others, and getting lost in a hazy fog as she relaxes more than she's even been able to before.

eventually your fingers find their way to her hair, playing with the spiky ends and massaging her scalp. your nails scratch into her head, causing goosebumps to run down her body like insects crawling across her skin. she shivers a bit, but relishes in the pleasure of your hands.

she may come across as intimidating, overly dominant and even stubborn, but really, she just needs to be babied. she loves when she can be vulnerable with you, worship your body and play out all her desires while you pat her head and praise her for how good she makes you feel.

after at least an hour of vi curing her oral fixation with your beautiful chest in her mouth, you eat a quick dinner, haphazardly get ready for bed, and climb under the covers together, her head making it back to your chest once more. as you breathe softly, drifting off into the depths of your own mind, vi can only smile, as she herself falls asleep, close to your heart, the place she wishes to live forever.

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Touch Me, Feel Me

Sevika x Reader (afab) smut

Kinktober

an: uh hi! it’s been a real long time & i come back bearing very filthy smut as promised HAHA

warnings: breeding kink 🤓

Ragged breaths escape your plush lips, dry from exhaustion. Eyes tilted up and back, unable to keep focus as the brute above you thrusts her hips in an ungodly manner.

Being the mechanic that you were, tinkering with hex tech was a pastime you enjoyed frequently. Knowing that Sevika’s birthday was coming up motivated you to finish something you had been working on for a long time. You were able to make technology to allow someone to regain feeling in a prosthetic. This idea came to you during one of the many nights you laid on Sevika’s chest. Soft strokes of her arm lightly scratching your back in comfort.

“I miss the way you feel on my arm.” Sevika kept her gaze on the ceiling.

Thoughts flurrying in her brain. Her strong jaw clenched in an act to make her exclude any emotion that may slip. You on the other hand, stunned. Sevika refuses to talk about her lost arm. The adjustment that was made post explosion left your relationship chipped, but not broken. From then on, you worked diligently to give your lover a new meaning.

You didn’t necessarily think your new technology would lead to Sevika attaching the device to her thick and lengthy silicon cock. Although, Sevika being Sevika, it truly didn’t surprise you.

“F-fuck! Vika, oh my-“ Your moans of deep pleasure increase by tenfold, the buff woman above you pistons her hips deeply into your core.

Her flesh hand snaking its way across your budding clit, rubbing furious circles into damnation. Drool dripping hotly onto the sheets from your gaped mouth as your center leaks from your pleasure. Slick coating the thick member while leaking down Sevika’s thick mountainous thighs. Her essence mixing with yours as her cunt weeps at the sensations of your warmth encompassing her member.

“That’s fucking it, baby. You like how this dick feels, huh? How full i’m- oh fuck- how full i’m making you?” The most powerful woman of Zaun grunts in your ear as her hips never farther.

Babbling is all you are left with as the piece works your walls. Stretching and massaging the spot that makes your toes curl. Sevika can feel the clenching of your muscles around her and moans a moan you’ve never thought could manifest from betwixt her lips. Your eyes full of adoration of how good she is feeling. You turn your gaze to watch as Sevika’s muscles contract in every movement made. Her abs on full display as her body contorts. Her nipples fully erect on her chest make you dizzy. It’s not very often that Sevika allows you to touch her breasts, but when she does it always makes her shiver. With no rational thoughts flowing through your brain, you unconsciously lift your hand up to her chest, catching a hold of her swelled bud, and pinch.

A roar from the bellows of her being errupts from the brute above. Like a light switch was flipped, Sevika shifts her body to contain your hands above your head in restraint.

“Who fucking told you it was okay yo do that? What a fucking whore you are. You say you made this for my arm but deep down we both know you wanted this.” Sevikas impossible pace picks up faster than you thought was possible.

At this point, silent screams are leaving your body as it is being found impossible to make noise. Your eyes fully roll to the back of your head in pleasure, unable to look at your lover above you. Your bilss taken away from you as her flesh hand removes itself from your clit with a firm ‘smack!’ a whine released itself from your throat as a plea.

“Watch yourself, baby.” Sevika halts all movement making you whimper and rustle in your restraint.

“Please.” You whimper softly, feeling too lightheaded to do more than that.

“What was that?” Sevika teased, slowly teasing herself back onto you, watching you fall apart.

“Vika, please! I need you!” You whine loudly, thrashing harshly in her hold. You can tell that she thrived off teasing you as her chin rose in pride and her smirk grew.

And in an instant, she’s back to fucking you open.

Sevika pushes to your climax with fast, sloppy thrusts . You can tell she is close by the guttural grunts and increased filthy words.

“Come on baby let me feel you cum on my cock. This pussy fucking loves taking me. Fucking take it!” And with that, you’re climaxing. Stars erupt behind your eyes as bliss comes running to you at full force.

“Gonna fuckin’ cum, gonna full you so good, baby! This pussy so fucking good.” Sevika is not too far behind you as she’s collapsing above you.

Moments pass before you feel your lover slip out of you with a wince. You giggle at her, she forgot to turn off the device allowing her to feel you. An annoyed pout adorns her face before she playfully smacks your thigh.

“Happy Birthday, Vika.” You kiss her lips slowly and passionately, showing your appreciation.

[cuntcentral]

Take What's All Yours

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

[k3n-dyll]

Domestic!Sevika [Drabble]

||Men, minors, and ageless DNI

CW: None just Vika being cute

AN: not proofread, just started writing

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Domestic!Sevika who has never been in love before you, finding herself roaming around your apartment while you're out and noticing a basket full of undone laundry sitting near the washer.

You've been super busy recently and haven't had much time or energy to keep up with certain household chores and laundry was one of them.

Now, Sevika has never been one to just...do shit for people. Not unless it benefitted her in some way. And yet now she finds herself sorting your darker clothes from the light ones, washing them separately, drying them then heading back onto your bedroom and putting them away. She doesnt even roll them into a ball and toss them into drawers like she sometimes does with her own things - she folds them. Neatly.

She finishes and is quite proud of herself, going back to giving herself a bit of a tour of your place, but oh, look at that - the sink has dishes from last nights dinner date.

On any normal day you'd have washed them after eating but Sevika had other plans, which is why she was over at your apartment the next morning in the first place. A part of her feels bad for practically carrying you into the bedroom the night prior instead of helping you clean up, so she may as well make up for it by washing those dishes now, right?

Needless to say, when you get back that afternoon your apartment is spotless and something heavenly is wafting from the kitchen. There's no sign of Sevika until you walk back into your bedroom. Shes lounging on top of the blankets of your now made up bed, reading a book.

"You did all this?"

And she just stares at you for a moment, thinking.

"Oh, dinner? Yeah. I figured since you cooked last night..."

You shake your head and begin to explain what you mean fully. You could literally see your reflection on the counters when you walked through the kitchen and shes just sat here as if she hasnt moved all day. Even when you elaborate, she just shrugs as if she hadnt just made your life 10 times easier by simply being left alone in your house for a day.

"I dunno...I just got bored I guess"

Is her explanation for it, though that was clearly a lie, but you werent going to push her into saying anything sappy. Her work around the house said enough. She's been here before, sure, but its clear that she takes in every little thing you do. She's cooked your favorite dish, folded your laundry and sorted it in the specific way that you always do. She'd managed to get every little organization quirk of yours down to a T.

"Well, thank you for getting bored" you respond, kissing her on the forehead, and while she'd never say it out loud but that little bit of praise makes her heart jump.

I love her sm

Little drabble that is solely based on my urge to act like a housewife when I'm with my girlfriend. I'd lasso the moon for that girl istg

Taglist: @half-of-a-gay, @porcelainmystery, @delinthecut, @sevsbaby, @archangeldyke-all

[togetherhearted]

I'd like to ask for a drabble where Viktor comes home to his fem S/O angrily washing the dishes which would be especially because he knows that she rarely has the spoons to clean since she's also disabled

Hi! Thanks so much for your patience! I hope I did ok!^^

VIKTOR COMING HOME TO AN ANGRY S/O

It was quite late;definitely past dinner hours when Viktor finally arrived at home. Once again he lost track of the time;resulting in him missing dinner and breaking the promise he made to you to be at home at a decent hour. He was grateful for your patience since he broke the promise over and over;too caught up in his work to even look at the clock.

When he entered his little apartment Viktor heard the sound of water splashing. He  walked to the kitchen and saw you;with anger in your eyes;washing the dishes.

Viktor came closer and stopped you by holding  both of your hands. He tenderly kissed your soapy hands and wrists. -My love, you're hurting yourself- -It's fine-  You huffed -Someone has to do it- Viktor looked at the sink -I'll do it- You were about to tell him it was fine,you could handle it but Viktor insisted. He felt bad for coming home late.

You sighed and let him massage your hands -Ok Viktor...but please eat something first- He nodded and sat down with you. He ate his dinner in silence;thinking about of what he could do to make your life easier and be a better partner.

[artinvain]

Taking care of Sev 🥰 (drabble$

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:· sevika whimpers as as your tongue softly circles her clit again, “mh baby,” she gasps, pushing your head with no intent, “need to take care of you,” she moans, her hand cupping your cheek.

“let me, please,” you sputter between licking your tongue deep into her pussy and suckling her clit, easing a finger in and her hips jut against you. finally she leans back and lets you hasten the way your fingers twist in and out of her, the crude sounds of her sopping cunt making you moan.

“fucking hell” she whines, her back arching and her hand gripping the sheets, her cold bionic coming to rub against her nipples and making her moan at the cool relief that tightens them. sevika’s hips buck as she places that hand in your hair, perfect controlling your pace. she didn’t mean to but fuck the feeling of your tongue on her, she couldn’t help but just —

“god, m’sorry angel - shit,” she inhaled through her teeth, “need to fuck your face,” she grits, he hands gentle but firm on your head, keeping you in place while she gulped against your tongue. her back arches like a bridge and she clamps her thighs down muffling your ears. “yes good girl, good girl doing so well - fuck!” Sevika groans and then you can taste even more of her flooding your face.

tags: @archangeldyke-all

[massacredkitty]

Vi and Abby taking turns using your throat with their straps as you're locked and spread on the bed, vibrator tied to your waist and unforgiving on your clit

nsfw ౨ৎ

there would be spit covering your face n dripping down between the valley of your breasts, poor baby soo messy and gross aw your throat hurts and you know you’ll struggle to swallow for a few days after, and the back of it will probably be bruised

you watch as abby straddles your chest, her strap soaked with your spit n stroking the toy to give you a little show aww your tongue instinctively rolls out from between your swollen lips. “messy girl, huh?”

you nod dumbly, brain fuzzy and tears rolling down your face. you don’t even realise you sweet thing.. you gasp as vi puts more pressure on the vibrator tied to your clit; you’ve lost count on how many times you’ve cum, having no escape from the pleasure and opting to just taking it n being grateful for them not deciding to edge you all night

abby smiles down at you, reaching down to wipe the tears away. “mhm, taking it so well… letting us fuck your pretty throat.” she slides the tip of her cock over your tongue n then letting you take it into your mouth, feeling it hit the back of your throat.

you only gag a little, used to the feeling now. you pull at the restrains around your wrist, wanting to touch instead of being touched. you want to grab onto vi’s short hair as she slips her fingers inside your poor used pussy

but all you can do is leak on her hand, gag and drool on the straps fucking into your mouth. but you don’t mind