*You had finished the mission, albeit very battered and bruised. You stumble onto the highway, groaning. There you see Leon, sat on his motorbike. He looked worse for wear himself.
He looks up at you, his icy eyes sending shivers down your spine*
You comin' or what?
*He asks, voice gruff as he points to the back of his bike*
➴ synopsis: after [y/n] spots her boyfriend cheating on her, a familiar red head turns up to take her mind off things. inspired by the song ‘closer’ - nine inch nails
➴ wc: 0.9k
➴ warning(s): nsfw, cussing, not proof read
!!!AGELESS BLOGS/MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT!!!
Acidic tears rolled down the girls face as she hurried away from the bar, sniffling and gritting her teeth. She should have suspected something was up when her boyfriend had left her on read multiple times after saying he couldn't make it to their date night due to family reasons.... she should have known.
Said family reasons turned out to be another girl, who his lips and hands were attached to. Not a sight the poor girl wanted to see. And so here she was, her thick eyelashes coated in droplets and her h/c hair stuck to her face.
She let herself fall to the cobbled pavement, shivering as the harsh night air assaulted her bare legs. But she didn't care... she was running on pure adrenaline. However, she did kinda wish she didn't wear this short dress without tights underneath.
"You okay, cupcake?" A familiar voice rung out, and her e/c hues shot back open. Before her was Vi, a woman she knew all too well. They had befriended each other during a shared class and since then, they had made small talk whenever they saw each other. And she couldn't help but catch Vi's eye whenever they were in the same room.
God... she was hot.
Her scarred hands were shoved into her signature crimson jacket and her grey orbs were fixed onto the h/c haired girl with fascination- making her shudder. She had a certain 'bad boy' vibe about her, and she was notorious for getting into fist fights with the assholes in their college. With a sniff, [y/n] made eye contact with her, and rubbed her legs slightly.
"Yeah... I'm good. Single... but good" She murmured, chuckling ever so slightly at her attempt at a joke, causing Vi to raise an eyebrow. The maroon haired woman crouched to her level and her scarred lip quirked ever so slightly, her eyes boring into the sniffling girl.
"What do you mean, single?" Vi asked firmly, placing a bandaged hand onto [y/n]'s knee as she looked at her, concern painting her face. A shiver coursed through her body at the sudden contact... it was hard to concentrate.
"Um my boyfriend he... he's in that bar cheating on me" [y/n] smiled sadly, trying as hard as she could to not let her eyes glaze over with tears. Vi stared at her for a moment, her gaze making it's way to the bar behind them where she held a solid glare.
And then, she grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
"I can't believe that asshole hurt you this bad, fuck" Vi cursed as she ran her hands through her shaggy hair, pacing her bedroom backwards and forwards. [y/n] had been dragged back to where she lived, and she was now currently sitting on the girls bed with her red jacket slung around her shoulders.
"It's okay... I should have seen it coming" She sighed, Vi's silver eyes narrowing as she looked over at her.
"Cut that bullshit, it's not your fault at all. He had the most perfect woman in front of him, and he blew it! He fucking blew it!" She snapped, bandaged arms raised in the air as her face was painted with frustration. With her knees tucked up to her chest (accidentally flashing her [f/c] panties, which Vi totally didn't get an eye full of), she sighed.
"I'm not perfect at all. He got bored of me, I don't blame him" [y/n] muttered. Within a split second, Vi had her pinned beneath her to the bed- her eyes harsh as her eyebrows were knitted together. The whole situation caused a spark to ignite within her stomach.
"If I ever see him in class again, I'm gonna fuck him up. You are the definition of perfect... I've wanted you for a while, cupcake " She said huskily, leaning her head down to make connection with [y/n]'s neck- placing soft kisses against the skin that caused a gasp to leave her mouth.
"You've... w-wanted me?" She questioned, feeling Vi's breath fan against her neck as she chuckled. With a quick movement, Vi had opened [y/n]'s legs to rest in between them, smirking.
"I've not exactly kept it a secret" She whispered, pulling up the h/c haired girls dress as she placed harsh nibbles onto her skin... making her way down lower and lower. She couldn't help the wet patch that began to grow in-between her legs, and she couldn't help the breathy moans that left her lips.
"I want to help you get away from yourself" She began, the girl panting.
"I want to fuck you like an animal" Vi grinned as she made eye contact with [y/n], dipping her head down to allow her tongue to brush over the soaked [f/c] panties. Her back arched at the touch, a hand knotting itself in Vi's red hair.
Her tongue was so skilled as she lapped at her panties, finally pushing them aside and placing a harsh kiss on her clit- making the [h/c] head sob. Vi's rhythm never once faltered, and after swirling her wet digit around- she allowed a finger to slip into her core.
"V-Vi!" [y/n] sobbed, her grip on the girls hair getting tighter as her back arched, causing Vi to grin- picking up the pace with her fingers. Her boyfriend had never once made her feel like this, never once made her body have a reaction as hot as this.
"Cum for me, sweet" She whispered as her fingers curled upwards, and [y/n]'s vision turned white as a orgasm washed over her, her stomach tightening as her legs shook. Vi carried on for a few more seconds, groaning as she felt the girl tense around her fingers.
➴ warning(s): slight drinking mention + like one cuss word, not proof read
➴ note: let’s go lesbians, let’s go. inspired by pretty boy : the neighbourhood. wanna write a proper thing for this lady but writers block go boom
Even if her heart was to stop beating... she was the only thing she had ever needed.
Vi was infatuated, intoxicated even, with the woman- her icy hues watching her every moment whenever they were together. Love was never something she wanted to experience again, she just wanted to distance herself from people so she could find her beloved sister. But [y/n] had to go and change all of that.
"Hey, are you evening listening to me?" The h/c haired girl whined, the straw from her drink ghosting her lips as she stared at Vi.
Speak of the fucking devil.
"Sorry, got lost in thought" Vi murmured as she rested her chin in the palm of her bandaged hand and [y/n] pouted, poking her slightly. The two had met properly months prior after Vi had left prison, but she could have sworn she recognised the girl from the undercity.
The girl grinned as she leaned back in the barstool, playing with the ice cubes in her empty drink as she batted her thick eyelashes at the maroon haired boxer.
"I can't even remember what I was saying now... oops!" [y/n] beamed as she playfully punched Vi, a smirk gracing her lips ever so slightly due to the feeble punch.
➴ warning(s): mentions of alcohol, not proof-read!
➴ note: i would totally be willing to write a part 2 to this,,,,if anyone wanted!!! -cali
Having grown up in the undercity, having luxuries was something completely unknown to them. Clean air was a completely foreign concept, riches and wealth things they could only dream of. They were lucky if they could afford to feed themselves after all.
However, that all changed when they partnered up with a crime group on a whim.
They only joined to earn some money so they could live, but after each mission- they were left wanting more. Not because of the actual activities, no. Because of the groups leader.
He was an older man, but he had a youthful hint in his eyes on occasion- so it would be hard for [Y/N] to guess his actual age. He was tall, slim, always smoking cigars with his lithe fingers. However, the thing that stood out about him the most was the long scar running down the side of his face- paired with a blood red eye.
He was known as the most dangerous man in Zaun, but they never felt that way about him. Every time they were near him, they were overwhelmed with a sense of comfort…and they did not know why. And now here they were, sat in the nightclub owned by their boss, thinking about said boss.
➴ warning(s): mentions of alcohol, not proof-read!
➴ note: i would totally be willing to write a part 2 to this,,,,if anyone wanted!!! -cali
Having grown up in the undercity, having luxuries was something completely unknown to them. Clean air was a completely foreign concept, riches and wealth things they could only dream of. They were lucky if they could afford to feed themselves after all.
However, that all changed when they partnered up with a crime group on a whim.
They only joined to earn some money so they could live, but after each mission- they were left wanting more. Not because of the actual activities, no. Because of the groups leader.
He was an older man, but he had a youthful hint in his eyes on occasion- so it would be hard for [Y/N] to guess his actual age. He was tall, slim, always smoking cigars with his lithe fingers. However, the thing that stood out about him the most was the long scar running down the side of his face- paired with a blood red eye.
He was known as the most dangerous man in Zaun, but they never felt that way about him. Every time they were near him, they were overwhelmed with a sense of comfort...and they did not know why. And now here they were, sat in the nightclub owned by their boss, thinking about said boss.
They plucked up the drink in front of them and downed it, grimacing at the burning sensation that coated their throat and slamming the glass back down on the bar. The [h/c] haired criminal was never one for drinking, but it was a habit you picked up unconsciously in their line of work.
[E/c] eyes scanned the flashing lights and groups of dancing bodies as they sat slouched at the bar. They were never one to join in with the atrocities committed on the dancefloor, so they opted to simply observe. As they looked around, they came across the balcony that led to Silco's office...and there he was.
He was doing the same as them, looking around his surroundings and observing. His slim fingers were wrapped around the wood of the railing, and he leant on it ever so slightly. Even his posture was mesmerizing to them, and they couldn't help but shudder at the thoughts that crossed their mind.
And then....they locked eyes.
Silco's looked directly into their own, searching for...something. [Y/n] couldn't help but shake during the eye contact, couldn't help but suck in the sharp breath that rose up inside them. And then, he smiled- a smirk almost.
A tap on their shoulder tore their eyes away, and they were met with the harsh glare that belonged to Sevika- Her lips fixed into a sneer.
People who ship problematic pairings / actively support shipping such pairings.
Usually incestuous ships, pedophillic ships ect ect. I'm just not comfortable having people like that interacting with me. Hopefully this short definition helps :)
➴ note: haha i got into arcane massively recently so had to write something for my skrunkles <3333 rbs appreciated!!! - cali
➴ jinx is by your side whenever you call, ready to harm those who dared to cross you. you’re her everything- you make her plagued mind quiet. whatever you need, she’s there for. whatever you ask her to do, she’s on the case. she’s infatuated with you
➴ vi is yours and yours only, always near to keep an eye on you. no one dares to go near you or speak to you with ill intent as they know she won’t hesitate to pull out her gauntlets. she loves you with all her heart, and she just wants to keep you safe
➴ silco has an army, and he won’t hesitate to command them for your sake if needs be. he’s a broken man, but you keep him together- and he’d do absolutely anything for you. anything.
♡ xiao’s hugs are quick, but you can tell he puts a lot of love into them. he wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you towards him- if only for a split second
♡ albedo’s hugs are cold yet familiar. he loops his arms underneath your armpits, burying his head into your neck as he embraces you. he resorts to hugs very often
♡ hu tao’s hugs are always warm, and she gives them out often. she practically jumps at you, shoving her head against your chest as she holds you tight. she adores hugging you
♡ itto’s hugs are hard and awkward, but he prides himself at being “good” at them. he holds the back of your head against him with a strong hand, and he rubs your back