the fearmongering with people being like “oh no what if warner media cancels rwby with all the dissolving of jobs they’re doing!!!!” is already annoying me like…….. rwby is rooster teeth’s biggest moneymaker, and by extension one of warner media’s. look at everything it’s accomplished vs where it started; a japanese-led anime spin-off, multiple big names in the anime voice acting industry joining the crew, the animation quality and budget skyrocketing.
rwby is gonna be fine, and we should be more concerned with the individual talents like matt bragg losing their jobs.
Yang notices, of course she does, they're far too intune with each other. Her face falls the second she walks through the bedroom door, smells frustration curling through the air.
Blake feels a little guilty about the worry that flashes across her face.
"Baby," Yang starts, taking a single step in, careful not to step on the nest. Blake wishes she'd just destroy it. "what's wrong?"
Blake swallows thickly, she doesn't know what's wrong, that's the problem. She doesn't know why she's getting so frustrated over something she's done a million times.
But Yang's some sort of saint, really Blake's convinced. She moves, sitting on the large chair in their room, tucked in the corner to make room for her nest.
"Come here," Yang says softly, "come sit on my lap, let me hold you for a while?" She offers it, gives it up as an option. Yang's good like that, never forcing, always giving her an out if she wants to take it.
Reluctantly, Vi takes Caitlyn to her first Undercity bar party. Vi doesn’t like how many eyes find Caitlyn from the moment they walk in. She’s definitely going to need more drinks to keep her jealousy at bay.
Words: 7733, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F
Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends)
Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Content, Lesbian Sex, Rough Sex, Strap-Ons, Light BDSM, Possessive Behavior, Jealousy, Top Vi (League of Legends), Bottom Caitlyn (League of Legends), Drinking, caitlyn is just so hot everyones gotta hit on her, inspired by “r u mine” by arctic monkeys
from AO3 works tagged ‘Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)’
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Hey look, more Arcane content from me, this time featuring Vi having a bonding moment with Caitlyn’s mother. (This is part of a series of winter-themed fics I’m doing to ring in the holidays! Come on a journey with me if you’d like to!) Posting here for the Tumblr crowd xx
Vi didn't have it in her to admit to Caitlyn about her sleeping problems. It was embarrassing for one thing. For another she didn't need the Topsider to fuss over her like a mother hen. So instead she waited for Caitlyn to leave on a couple of errands before lying down in what had become her favorite chair in the other woman's bedroom. She could have chosen the bed but it didn't feel right napping there alone.
She had only intended on a half hour or so, just enough to tide her over until after dinner, when most of the world went to sleep, too. But she should have guessed her nervous system had other ideas.
When she woke, it was because she felt thin but long fingers undoing her pants. With a low rumble of warning she snatched the would be thief (because in her sleepy mind that was what was happening) by the wrists, not even questioning how someone thought she was there much less how they got in.
"Vi, it's me," Caitlyn said in that soothing accent of hers. Bleary eyes opened further to look upon the blue eyed woman. A moment later she released her grip. Caitlyn offered a smile before returning to her work in undoing the pants. Prison fatigues... she really needed to get Vi some new clothes... and burn the old ones.
It took another few moments for Vi to really understand where Cait was. On her knees in front of the brawler. Vi's breath hitched as she fully appreciated the sight and wondered at the circumstances.
"What're y'doin'?" Vi asked, voice slurring from sleep.
"Sleeping with pants on isn't all that comfortable, Vi," Caitlyn answered and Vi had no reason to believe she was lying.
Leaning over and down, Vi curled her fingers in blue-black locks then captured Caitlyn's mouth in a deep kiss. Caitlyn gave a noise of surprise mixed with delight as she eagerly kissed back.
"What else do you plan on doing there, Cupcake?" Vi asked, trying to sound sincere and legitimately curious rather than taunting. The question made Caitlyn stop. Then suddenly she was yanking on the pants, making Vi slide halfway out of the chair. With eyes wide, Vi used all muscles possible at full steam to lift herself up so that Caitlyn could yank the pants down past Vi's knees.
"You're smart, Vi. I think you can figure it out juuuust fine," Caitlyn said, fingers tracing along scars that congregated around Vi's thighs and near her hips.
Vi wasn't used to this. Unused to having a woman there between her knees. Vi's fingers rubbed into the swell of Caitlyn's skull before cradling it to kiss her once more.
Then Caitlyn was breaking the kiss to instead glide her tongue along the bit of stomach she could see then down towards the real prize. Then she lifted the woman's shirt up and over her head, tossing it off to the side.
Fingers curled in the waistband of clean yet well used boxer briefs. More clothing items Vi desperately needed so fresh out of jail as she was. Besides, these clothes were ugly as hell and it would take an idiot not to recognize they were property of Piltover Gaol. Caitlyn made a note of it for later, though she doubted that Vi would take 'charity'. At least not while she was still trying to figure out where she stood in the world now.
She sucked on the spot just south of Vi's belly button as she pulled the underwear off as well. Vi hissed as her groin was exposed to the air, her fingers pressing into Caitlyn's skull to bring her in closer as if for warmth.
"What do you want me to do while I'm down here?" Caitlyn asked, breath almost tickling along Vi's groin. Oh, fuck!
"Hn, whatever you got in mind, heh, I'll take," Vi said with a low chuckle. Her fingers threaded through Caitlyn's relatively long locks.
Caitlyn shrugged out of her coat and tossed it off to the side. She removed the hair tie from her wrist and used it to pull her hair back into a ponytail. After flashing Vi with an almost hungry grin, she leaned in and experimentally she pulled on folds that had Vi jerking and digging fingers into Caitlyn's skull again.
"Ah, c'mon, Cait. You tease," Vi groaned then huffed laughter.
Caitlyn's tongue began to just barely trace the other woman's slit, earning a loud moan and tighter grip. Any other person would have taken even longer, to truly tease the woman-- really tease her. Caitlyn was not quite at the level where she knew Vi's limits for teasing and didn't want to experiment right that moment.
Vi's fingers rubbed Cait's scalp a moment then groaned when suddenly the other woman's tongue was mingling with her folds that had quickly gotten damp. She almost wanted to ask about ruining the furniture but didn't want to ruin the moment instead. Her head flung back, mouth dropping open. She stuffed her free fist into her mouth as she moaned loudly. Cait sucked on the folds a couple times then pulled back, glancing up at Vi.
"My dad isn't home," she said in a voice barely louder than a whisper. Vi understood immediately the significance and grinned down at the woman. Oh yeah, she was thrilled she didn't have to hold back now. Even if she wasn't all that vocal. Caitlyn grinned back before returning to her task, twirling her tongue amidst the folds and making Vi's back arch from the sensation.
"Fuck, I lied. I need your tongue in me. Now!" Vi said then growled low, glancing down at the woman. Caitlyn quickly changed tracks, doing as told and sliding her tongue into Vi, tasting the wetness that had already accumulated thanks to the earlier teasing and what Vi could imagine was about to happen. Caitlyn braced herself with hands on either side of Vi's waist, leaning up on her knees to make her neck feel better.
"Deeper. All the way," Vi said, keeping a hold on Caitlyn's scalp with one hand while the other pushed her own hair out of her eyes. Caitlyn hummed softly as she did as told. Vi jumped and gasped in surprise at the vibration from Caitlyn's humming. She then let out a groan, sinking a little further down into the chair; Caitlyn adjusted accordingly.
"Oh, fuck yes," Vi breathed when Caitlyn was pressed as close as she could go, her nose bumping into Vi's clit. Vi's leg twitched a little but not enough to make Caitlyn move her hands. Vi seemed to have better control over her body when receiving pleasure than Caitlyn did. Maybe later she would think on why. As it was she was only focused on bringing Vi as much pleasure as Vi had given her a bit ago.
After probing and swirling her tongue inside, and gaining gasps and pants and almost-whimpers, Caitlyn pulled back. Her gaze caught Vi's, making the brawler's breath catch in her chest. She flashed a big smile before ducking back down and encircling the other woman's clit with her mouth. Almost instantly she sucked on the little nub, making a half-scream escape Vi's mouth.
A few more sucks, some swirling around and around the nub with her tongue then Caitlyn was slipping two fingers into the woman while nibbling ever so gently on Vi's clit. It only took a few seconds of that before Vi was tumbling over the edge into a beautiful orgasm, a blissful look on her face.
Chuckling, Caitlyn gently pushed Vi back to properly sit in the chair. Then she was climbing on top of the woman and actually fitting rather perfectly on the jailbird's lap. Vi exhaled shakily before her arms encircled Caitlyn and she leaned in to rest her head just under the other woman's breasts. Sweat covered Vi's entire face but Caitlyn didn't mind especially knowing she was the cause. She chuckled as Vi rested against her and gently Caitlyn stroked the shorter woman's hair.
"...You're still dressed," Vi mumbled against the woman's upper abdomen after a few moments of enjoying the afterglow.
"Yes, I am," Caitlyn agreed, unable to hide the amusement in her voice.
Vi grumbled incoherently, nuzzling her cheek into the fabric of the other woman's shirt. She then pawed at Cait's pants, deepening the amusement on the ex-Enforcer's face. Vi mumbled something that was perfectly muffled by her chosen position and Cait sighed.
"Use your words, Vi," she teased. Vi leaned back a little to peer up at the woman with unimpressed, sleepy eyes. Amused blue eyes stared back at her.
"Take them off," Vi finally said with an exaggerated pout and another useless pawing at Cait's pants.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Caitlyn's voice took on a tone that intrigued the pink-haired woman. She cocked her head to one side, perking a brow.
"Take off your clothes, please," Vi said finally after a good five seconds of silence that seemed to last five minutes.
"Still not getting it," Caitlyn almost sing-songed, a smile playing on her lips now.
"What... what d'you mean?"
Vi was confused and it showed. Finally, Caitlyn seemed to take pity on the smaller woman and took her hands to place them on Cait's waistband.
"Why don't you take them off?" Caitlyn's eyes flashed, clearly enjoying herself. Vi hadn't seen this side of Caitlyn before and it both worried and aroused her.
"But--" Vi started to argue.
"Shh. Do as you're told, Vi."
Cait could have a demanding voice when she wanted to. Vi supposed that was the Enforcer training as well as just ordinary life as a Kiramman. If it was anyone else trying to boss her around she would've likely responded with violence. As it was... this was Caitlyn. She wanted the other woman to be happy, dammit. And if ordering Vi around would make her happy, then the brawler was willing to indulge her desire.
"Yes, ma'am," Vi chirped before undoing the buttons on the other woman's pants. Languidly Cait stood up to her full six foot even height, forcing Vi to look up even more. But then she was also standing so she could shove the pants down to pool at Cait's ankles. Cait stepped out of them easily then waited. She didn't have to wait long for Vi to pull the blouse off and drop it on top of the pants.
"Good girl," Cait murmured, stroking a hand down Vi's cheek before grabbing her by the hair and yanking her that much closer. Vi flinched and let out a hiss of a pain but the pain was soon forgotten when Cait was suddenly kissing her, rough and deep, her other hand gripping Vi around the waist.
Slowly Caitlyn rotated them both then began to walk Vi backwards. Vi raised a curious brow but wasn't given the chance to ask what Caitlyn was up to, the taller woman was keeping the kiss going and making it downright sloppy. But then Vi's strong back bumped up against a wall. Her breathing shuddered. Caitlyn pinned her to the wall in a mimic of the shower sex and the first time Vi had called her 'Cupcake'.
Caitlyn kissed Vi along her upper chest and throat, her free hand grasping Vi by the back of the head. The other hand of course was pressed flat against the wall, keeping her from leaning too much on Vi.
"Gonna make you beg for what you want," Caitlyn whispered directly into Vi's ear, sending a harsh shiver down her spine and a moan of desire rumbled in her throat. "Clear?"
Vi bit her lower lip almost hard enough for blood to form. Oh, damn. She liked Caitlyn this way. It was a nice change from always having to make decisions. And she knew instinctively if she truly didn't like something that the taller woman would back off.
"Well?" Vi realized she had been too preoccupied musing on this change in Caitlyn. Fuck! She gasped in surprise as Caitlyn grabbed her jaw, squeezing hard enough it made her whine low then sigh.
"I said: you will beg for what you want. Clear?" Caitlyn's voice held slightly more gravel and Vi fought a full body shudder of delight.
"Y-yes, ma'am, I understand," Vi said, breathless. Subordinating herself to Caitlyn was one of the easiest things she had ever done.
Caitlyn slid her hand down from Vi's jaw to then track Vi's carotid artery through her throat.
"Ngh!" Vi gasped when suddenly Caitlyn dug her nails in just below her collar bone then trailed downward to just above her belly button. The hand then lightly trailed nails around, not even making white marks, until she was gripping Vi's hip. She shoved her right knee in between both of Vi's, barely brushing up against the other woman's mound that was getting increasingly damp. Vi leaned in to lightly kiss along Caitlyn's throat. The taller sighed and leaned her head off to the side, tightening the grip of both hands on the more muscular of the pair.
"Please," Vi whispered shakily against the woman's neck. Caitlyn smirked as she nudged her knee closer, earning a moan. Vi wanted more. But was uncertain exactly how to ask-- to beg, really. She'd never needed to do so before.
"You can do better," Caitlyn said flatly, even as she began rubbing the shorter woman's mound with her knee.
"Please, I need you in me. I need your fingers in deep," Vi continued to whisper, licking along Caitlyn's jawline in an attempt to encourage what she wanted. She doubted she would be able to get the words out if she spoke any louder even though she knew they were completely alone.
"You'll owe me," Caitlyn said, sotto voce.
"I know, just... please," Vi groaned, arching when Caitlyn pressed her knee further.
"I'm going to hold you to that," the ex-Enforcer reminded. Vi nodded her head insistently, not having it in her to point out she was the one who had finger-fucked the woman first. That would just ruin the game they were creating.
Chuckling, Caitlyn kissed the other woman deeply before replacing her knee with her palm. She rubbed along the slit, enjoying the damp sensation on her fingers. Vi moaned loudly into Cait's mouth when two fingers slipped inside with ease thanks to the wetness from the earlier 'negotiations'. Cait broke the kiss to duck down and kiss along Vi's jugular while beginning to scissor and thrust. She thought back to what Vi had done in the shower and applied it in her 'return' of pleasure. Her tongue traced back up Vi's neck, along jaw, then back to kissing her properly. Vi's fingers on her right hand tangled in Caitlyn's hair then the other hand rose to cup the other woman's jawline as she kissed back.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Vi leaned her head back until the crown of it rested on the wall behind her. Shoulders rolled and she couldn't help the moans that left her mouth. Caitlyn followed the woman's head so eventually she could kiss her again. Vi smiled wryly, knowing Cait's superior height helped in her endeavor. Then her legs were widening somewhat as Caitlyn's pace quickened and so did Vi's pulse. Little panting noises escaped both as things began to escalate. Caitlyn's hand was moving as fast as it could at the moment, being relatively out of practice. But the speed was perfect for Vi and she couldn't imagine going any faster.
"Please, I'm so close," Vi panted, tilting her head a bit more level to stare into Caitlyn's eyes. She hadn't forgotten she needed to beg to get what she wanted needed.
Luckily, Caitlyn was happy to hear it. She didn't have her endurance up yet and could feel her hand beginning to cramp a little from the movement. She nodded before twisting roughly then pressing in until the pads of her fingers found the spot that made Vi give something similar to a strangled yelp. Smirking, Caitlyn drove her fingers in perfectly to touch that specific spot over and over. It took Vi even less time than before to cry out the other woman's name and release. She pitched forward as her knees turned into jelly and Caitlyn quickly caught the woman. While Vi was definitely the stronger of the two, Caitlyn could easily handle someone of Vi's weight. She kissed Vi just in front of her ear then gently half-carried her to the bed nearby.
"That's a good girl," Caitlyn whispered, helping Vi onto the bed then following after her. Vi smiled a little before lying on her side. Caitlyn lied down in front of her and turned to face the other. Vi grabbed Caitlyn around the middle and dragged her nearer, earning a giggle. The brawler buried her nose into Caitlyn's neck, just breathing in her scent. Caitlyn put her arm around Vi the best she could and kissed the top of her head.
"You'll get yours soon," Vi said, and in any other context it might sound like a threat. Caitlyn smiled gently and nodded.
"Looking forward to it," Caitlyn said, voice softer now as exhaustion finally fully grabbed hold.
Together the ex-Enforcer and the jailbird drifted off into sleep, comfortable in each other's embrace. And Vi, for the first time in about a week, slept uninterrupted and unbothered by any kind of nightmare.
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