●She's shameless about it. Vi is very handsy and loves to grab them whenever she gets the chance, especially when she's hugging you from behind. Loves laying on your chest after a long day, mumbling about how lucky she is. In public, she might sneak a hand around your waist and "accidentally" brush again your chest, just to see you squirm. "C'mon, babe, you can't blame me. They're right there."
-Jinx
●Absolute menace. She'll poke, squeeze, and jiggle them just to get a reaction out of you. Jinx loves burying her face between them, claiming it's her "stress relief." Will 100% use them as a pillow while lying on your lap. Loves making dirty jokes about them in front of people just to see you blush. "Damn, I could get lost in these - oh wait, I already did."
-Caitlyn
●At first, she tries to be polite about it, but she notices. Caitlyn enjoys resting her head on your chest when you’re alone, but she gets flustered when you tease her about it. Sometimes, she gets distracted during conversations, her eyes flickering down before quickly looking away. If you ever wear something revealing, she struggles not to stare. “Ahem… your outfit is quite—uh, nice today.”
-Mel
●Absolutely adores them. She loves luxury, and to her, your body is no exception. Mel enjoys dressing you in elegant, form-fitting outfits that accentuate your curves. She’ll trail her fingers down your cleavage absentmindedly while talking, making it seem so casual yet intimate. During private moments, she takes her time appreciating them, whispering sweet praises in your ear. “You truly are a masterpiece, my love.”
-Vander
●He’s a gentleman, but he appreciates them. He loves how soft and warm you are when he holds you. If you ever wear something revealing, he clears his throat and looks away, but his ears turn red. When cuddling, he rests his hand on your waist, but if they’re pressed against him? Yeah, he’s struggling. “Damn, sweetheart… you’re really testing my patience.”
-Sevika
●She’s dominant and makes it known. Loves grabbing them, especially when making out. She’ll tease you, squeezing and kneading them just to hear you whimper. If you wear something tight or low-cut, she’ll smirk and say, “You’re just begging to be touched, huh?” Definitely loves leaving marks on your chest. If you try to cover up, she’ll pin your hands away and make sure you don’t.
-Silco
●He acts composed, but your body is very distracting to him. His hands naturally gravitate towards your waist, but if they brush against your chest? He lingers. Silco enjoys seeing you in fine lingerie, admiring the way the fabric hugs your figure. When you sit on his lap, he lets his fingers ghost over your cleavage, his voice smooth and teasing. “You do enjoy testing my restraint, don’t you?”
-Jayce
●He’s a flustered mess. You’ll catch him staring, then immediately looking away like he wasn’t just ogling you. If you press up against him, he short-circuits, especially if it’s unintentional. Jayce enjoys holding you close, his hands tracing your curves as he whispers sweet compliments. If you ever tease him about it, his face turns bright red. “I—uh—I wasn’t looking! Okay, maybe I was, but can you blame me?”
-Viktor
●He’s subtle but so into it. Viktor loves resting his head against your chest when he’s tired, claiming it’s the “perfect pillow.” He’s usually focused on his work, but if you lean over his desk with a low-cut top, he notices. Will sometimes cup them absentmindedly while cuddling, but if you call him out on it, he coughs and mutters, “Ah, well… they’re quite… nice.”
-Ekko
●He tries to play it cool, but he gets flustered. Loves when you hug him because your chest is right there. He won’t make it obvious, but his hands always find their way to your waist. If you ever tease him about staring, he just grins and shrugs. “Hey, can you blame me? You’re kinda hard to ignore, babe.”
• She fixes things before you even notice they’re broken. A loose chair leg, a flickering light, a stubborn cabinet hinge. It’s her quiet way of caring.
• Grocery shopping together becomes surprisingly sweet. She holds the basket with one hand and keeps the other loosely around your waist. She pretends not to notice when you slip things she likes into the basket for her.
• She’s not big on cooking, but she’ll chop vegetables or stir a pot if you ask. And if you’re too tired, she picks up your favorite takeout without making you feel guilty.
• Rainy afternoons mean blankets on the couch, her reading while you nap with your head on her thigh. She won’t move until you wake, no matter how numb her leg gets.
• She always walks around the house turning off lights you leave on. You tease her about it, she grumbles, but she’s smiling the whole time.
Public affection
• She never flaunts affection, but she’s incredibly grounding. A hand at the small of your back when crowds get too loud. A thumb brushing your knuckles while standing in line.
• She prefers standing close to you, instinctively placing herself between you and anything that looks even remotely threatening.
• When someone compliments you, she gets this subtle pride in her posture, like she’s trying not to smirk.
• If someone flirts with you, she doesn’t need to say a word. A raised eyebrow and a steady look are enough to send them packing.
• Friends tease that she’s intimidating, but anyone who sees the way she looks at you knows she’s a complete softie where you’re concerned.
Bedtime routines
• Nights are when she’s most vulnerable. She loosens her guard the moment the bedroom door closes.
• She likes falling asleep with her forehead touching yours or with you tucked against her chest so she can feel your breathing.
• Before bed, she always checks windows and doors. It’s habit, but also her way of protecting the home you share.
• She listens when you talk about your day, even if she’s exhausted. Her responses might be quiet, but she’s fully tuned in.
• On nights when her mind won’t settle, she doesn’t push you away. She’ll wrap an arm around your middle and breathe in your scent until it grounds her.
• You wake up to her already watching you sometimes, pretending she just woke up too. When really she likes those silent moments where you look peaceful and safe.
Anniversaries
• She doesn’t make a big show of celebrations, but she plans quietly and thoughtfully. Reservations at a place you mentioned months ago, or a private evening at home with candles and your favorite meal.
• Gifts from her aren’t extravagant, but they’re meaningful. A repaired object you thought was beyond saving, a replacement for something sentimental you lost, or a small handmade item.
• She won’t admit it, but she remembers every detail of your wedding day. The way you laughed during the vows, the look in your eyes, the feel of your hand in hers. She relives it every anniversary.
• She’s not great with speeches, so instead she’ll press her forehead to yours and say something simple like, “Another year. I’m still choosing you. I’ll always choose you.”
• She keeps every anniversary card you’ve given her in a drawer by the bed, and she reads them when she misses you on long nights.
When you’re upset
• She notices immediately, even if you try to hide it. Your tone, your posture, your silence.
• She gives you space when you want it, but she never leaves you alone if you’re in real distress. She’ll sit nearby, quiet and steady, letting you come to her in your own time.
• If someone hurt you, she listens first. She controls her temper for your sake, but her jaw tightens and her eyes harden. The protective instinct is strong.
• She comforts through action. Making tea, rubbing your back, drawing you into her arms.
• When you cry, she holds you like the world can’t touch you. She whispers reassurance into your hair in that low voice she reserves only for you.
• Afterward, she checks on you more often. A hand brushing yours, a kiss to the top of your head, a question asked softly. “You doing alright?”
Lazy Sundays
• You sleep in because she refuses to get out of bed until you stir. She lies on her back with an arm around you, enjoying the quiet.
• Breakfast is simple but shared. Toast and fruit, or takeaway sandwiches if you both can’t be bothered. She drinks coffee on the porch or by the window, you curled against her side.
• She uses the day to catch up on small repairs around the house, and you hover nearby, handing her tools or just keeping her company.
• Afternoon naps are non-negotiable. She stretches out on the couch and you lie half on top of her. It’s the only time she ever truly relaxes.
• In the evening, you watch whatever show you’re currently into. She pretends not to care about it, but then makes predictions and gets invested.
• Sundays always end the same: a slow kiss goodnight, the soft murmur of “love you,” and the warmth of her tucking you close as sleep settles in.
Jealousy
• She doesn’t get jealous easily, but when it happens, it shows in small ways. Her arm will circle your waist, or she’ll step closer, placing herself between you and whoever’s getting a little too friendly.
• She won’t start a scene. Instead, she stares the person down with a calm, unreadable expression that gets the point across without a word.
• Later, when you’re alone, she’ll ask quietly if the person bothered you. She’s not insecure about you leaving, just protective and wary of others’ intentions.
• If you tease her about being jealous, she’ll deny it, but the faintest twitch of a smirk betrays her.
When she’s vulnerable
• She tries very hard to keep her struggles private, especially if she’s exhausted or sore. She hates being seen as weak, even by you.
• When she finally opens up, it’s late at night, with the lights low. Her voice is rough, and she keeps her eyes on your hands instead of your face.
• She leans into your touch when she’s overwhelmed. A hand in her hair, fingers threading through hers, or your head on her shoulder steadies her.
• She apologizes for things she shouldn’t. For worrying you, for not being enough, for needing help. You always reassure her, and she listens more than she admits.
• After a rough day, she’ll curl against you, silent, forehead resting on your collarbone, letting you be the one who shields her.
Arguments and making up
• She rarely raises her voice. She gets quiet instead, jaw tightening, eyes narrowed in thought rather than anger.
• She walks away before things get cruel. Not because she wants distance from you, but because she’s terrified of hurting you with words she doesn’t mean.
• When emotions settle, she comes back on her own. She’ll sit beside you, close but not touching, and say something like, “Can we talk now?”
• Her apologies are gentle. She’ll try to fix the situation rather than defend herself.
• Making up is slow but tender. Foreheads pressed together, hands clasped, and that deep sigh she only releases when she knows you’re okay again.
With pets
• She pretends she doesn’t spoil them, yet she carries them off the couch when they fall asleep, buys their favorite treats, and scratches their chins when she thinks no one’s looking.
• If an animal is nervous around her, she gives it space and lets it approach her first. Usually, they end up curled beside her.
• She denies baby-talking them. You’ve heard her do it.
• She insists she doesn’t need pets to sleep better, yet on restless nights, she unconsciously reaches for the warmth of a furry body at the foot of the bed.
She loves nothing more than cuddling up with you both.
Domestic kisses
• Morning kisses are slow and sleep-warm, her hand cupping your cheek before either of you speak.
• In the kitchen, she kisses the top of your head or the back of your neck when she passes behind you.
• She prefers soft, lingering kisses over passionate ones. It’s her way of saying she’s here, steady, and not going anywhere.
• She kisses your forehead when you’re sad, your knuckles when you’re anxious, and your shoulder when you’re falling asleep.
• After a long day, she kisses you like you’re the only being in the world that truly matters to her.
Around others vs alone with you
• Around friends or colleagues, she’s stoic. Guarded. Dry humor, sharp wit, steady posture. People respect her, even fear her a little.
• Around strangers, she’s polite but intimidating without trying.
• Alone with you, everything softens. Her voice lowers, her expression warms, and she lets out tiny laughs she’d never show anyone else.
• She listens more. She opens up more. She lets herself be human.
• You’re the only one who sees her relax completely, sprawled on the couch or in bed, hair down, armor off, letting herself be loved.
Extra little details
• She never says “I miss you” out loud when you’re apart, but she texts/calls to check you ate or got home safe.
• She still gets caught staring at you in awe, even years later.
• She keeps photos of you tucked away in places only she sees. Desk drawers, her wallet, her pockets, her bra. Anywhere she can easily access whenever she thinks about you. Her wife.
any arcane characters you want (women+ please) with a partner that's a little weird/otherworldly. just a bit of a strange person ygwim
“Don't mistake me for the wind when she blows”
Arcane women with a weird/otherworldly partner!!
Pairings: Caitlyn, Jinx, Vi, Sevika
Caitlyn:
-Finds it absolutely adorable.
-With all the shit she has to deal with, being an enforcer and detective, and now practically one of the leaders of Piltover, your strange habits and anecdotes help bring color back into her world.
-Loves coming home from a stressful day of work to find you in your own little world. Her shoulders immediately drop and her face softens, wrapping her arms around you and asking you what you’ve been up to, ready to listen to you go on and on about your strange little adventures.
-Once looked outside her window to see you barefoot with your pants rolled up to your knees, standing ankle-deep in a pond. Eyes closed, face blank and arms crossed just standing there in the water. When she asked you why you were standing dead still in a pond for thirty minutes you just replied “felt stressed” and shrugged your shoulders like it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.
Vi:
-Was a little weirded out at first. She didn’t really understand what you were talking about half the time, and definitely labeled you as an airhead before she got to know you.
-Eventually, she began to slightly match your energy. You say some odd shit like “I wish we were two birds so we could sit on a branch together and sing all day” to which she’d reply “Type shit” and nod in agreement.
-This girl is a WHORE for physical touch, not even sexual touch. Just any contact of your skin on hers. One time you decided to take a nap while she was sitting next to you on the couch, and without saying anything you put your feet on her lap so you could spread out but still be touching her while you slept and she literally melted. Girlie's heart exploded on the spot.
-Loves to join you on little adventures. One time you asked if she wanted to join you in the woods to look for a really good stick. Like one of those big smooth sticks where you see them and go “damn that’s a nice stick”. She obviously said yes on the spot.
Jinx:
-Your twin flame. Absolute soulmates.
-Didn’t question your quirks ONCE. In fact, she almost out-weirds you sometimes. You walked into her hideout to find her attempting to balance a stack of crackers on her forehead while in her underwear once so needless to say you’ve met your match.
-Not super huge on physical affection especially at first, but loves it when you do the thing where you lay on her chest but you crawl inside her hoodie/t-shirt so your basically cuddling while connected to the max.
-You two are never sitting where you should be and everyone else has coined it as “your thing”. Like for example, if you two are hanging out at the last drop you are both sitting on top of the table, rather than in the chairs or on bar stools and everyone just accepts it. You two regularly hang out on the ceiling rafters wherever you are, and If you knew each other before Silco’s death you definitely startled him more than once by doing so. (when he first saw you and Jinx together his first thought was literally “Jesus christ theres two of them”.
Sevika:
-Gonna be totally honest, she thought you were fucking annoying at first.
-Like to be fair she had to deal with Jinx’s antics for years, so when you came along shawty was drained.
-Nonetheless, you captured her heart anyway. She doesn't make fun of you per se, but imagine that one meme that goes “Do you ever think the wind is trying to tell us something we don't know how to hear anymore?” “I just want you to stop saying odd shit”. That's your dynamic. (secretly finds your quirks adorable but would never ever admit it)
-God forbid anyone else say anything even slightly condescending to you, though. She does NOT play about you, you're literally the light of her life, and as much as she gets sick and tired of your habits, she is the ONLY one allowed to feel that way. Has beaten multiple people to a pulp for saying slightly passive-aggressive things to you.
-Despite her slightly detached and no-bullshit personality, you know she loves you no matter what. She may not verbalize it much, but the way she shows you off is enough for you to know. Whenever you're out together she always has an arm around your waist or has you sitting on her thigh. Anything to proudly show off and announce that you're hers and only hers.
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A/N: LOVVVVED THIS REQUEST! As a certified "interesting critter" myself i luv a good weird partner headcanon. Also this was my first time ever writing headcanons so go easy on me TT im still finding my bearings writing for characters lol. constructive criticism always appreciated!!
𝒶uthors 𝓃ote :: FINALLT writing for ekko, he been my man for forever ZOO wee mama. i also started writing for mha so im happy i got arcane in too today!!! (˶˃𐃷˂˶)
master list
ekkos the type of person to be really clingy when no one’s around, when he’s tired of being the leader of the firelight’s and the strong facade that’s when he softens up to you.
when he’s clingy, he’s SUPER clingy
i mean leg around yours in bed, arm wrapped around you somewhere.
he never treats you any less or any more different than others on missions to destroy silcos shimmer supply. all he wants is to get the job done at the end of the day.
at first he did, wanting you to be a bit more careful because he cared too hard and you were reckless. but you eventually gained his complete trust and he sees you as everyone else during missions.
at home, he’s a complete softie.
in the mornings he makes you coffee, makes you your favorite breakfast and runs you a bath when you’re ready.
when you don’t want to deal with your hair, he always braids it for you so it’s not a hassle.
when you’re on your period, he takes the whole day off just to get your supplies, cook you a good dinner that doesn’t cause more cramping, and cuddles with you all night.
before he met you, he never used to really talk about his feelings. especially after benzo died.
but when you met him, you didn’t pry, you slowly taught him what it meant to not bottle your emotions up all the time and he trusted you with everything after that
at night, he’d rub your back when you struggle to sleep. and he listened to the sounds of your breathing which eventually helped him doze off too.
Ok so I was making creme brulee the other day and had the thought that I wish I could give one to that fictional man because I bet he'd love it. Maybe something with someone who likes to bake and has a crush on Viktor, notices he forgets to eat but that he has a sweet tooth? She starts to leave him little treats whenever she makes something (and maybe starts to bake more often if she sees he likes them) Maybe a student who leaves them on his desk when they know he'll be teaching heimerdinger's class and thinks he doesn't notice who leaves them?
I keep getting caught up in the details in my head lol this is why I'm not a writer, anything you do with it will be perfect!! Thank you ❤️❤️❤️
Hi! I made you a little ficlet with Viktor being a sass :D Thank you for bearing with my shit from the beginning ❤️
V Time’s The Charm
viktorxgn!reader general, just fluff, also I know nothing about baking but I know a lot about eating sweets so I hope the descriptions are accurate :v
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The first one is a simple cupcake, seemingly abandoned without much thought. But when Viktor’s stomach threatens to devour itself, he finally gives it a small nudge. Only then does he notice the tiny note beneath it, bearing nothing more than a single letter: V. Reasoning that encountering another person whose name starts with V is a problem for future-Viktor, he eats it—and it almost saves his life.
The second one is a shortbread biscuit. A simple, golden thing placed right beside his notes, delicate and crisp. This time, Viktor notices the note first. V. Again. He flips it between his fingers, but it holds no further clues—no flourish of a last name, no additional scribbles, just that single letter. His stomach, however, does not require such deductions. It demands sustenance. He bites down, and the rich, buttery crumble nearly makes him moan. If his mysterious benefactor wanted to poison him, he reasons, at least they would do so with quality.
The third is a fruit tart. Plump berries glisten atop smooth custard, encased in a delicate, flaky crust. It is placed just off to the side of his workspace, as if deliberately positioned to avoid interfering with his projects. Thoughtful. His fingers hover over the note before picking it up. V. A pattern, then. A deliberate effort. A slow smirk tugs at his lips. Heimerdinger mutters something about proper nutrition as he passes, but Viktor hardly hears him—he’s too busy savouring the burst of sweetness on his tongue.
The fourth is a cinnamon twist. Still warm. The scent alone is a distraction, curling into his senses, clinging to the air in his lab. Someone must have timed this perfectly. Viktor eyes the note—unchanged, predictable, a single V.—before tearing off a piece. Flaky layers yield under his teeth, soft and buttery with just the right kick of spice. He chews slowly, contemplative. Whoever they are, they know what they’re doing.
He nearly scolds himself for not picking up the scent earlier. Indulgence had overshadowed curiosity, he presumes, not without embarrassment. Viktor decides to capture his mysterious nutritionist—if only to say thank you. From the well of his memory, he pulls out the timestamps of when he’s found the treats waiting for him, triangulates the most likely entrance point, and, at some point, frowns at himself—he is putting far too much effort into this investigation.
It’s not very dignified, but once he gathers all the data, he hides behind the cabinet and waits. If he’s right, the drop time is somewhere between the next fifteen and thirty minutes.
His eyes go wide, and jaw slackens when, on the twenty-third minute, he sees you—carefully cracking the door open, looking around to make sure you remain unseen. A small plate rests in your hand, gift number five. He can’t help but smile at your quiet work as you set the plate on his desk and add your little note to it. At least now he’s certain there is no other V.
His smile lingers as he watches you place the plate down with the same care as always, the little note tucked neatly beside it. You straighten, casting one last glance around the lab to ensure your secret remains safe, and just as you turn to leave—
“I had no idea you bake.”
Your yelp shatters the quiet. You whirl around, clutching your chest as if to keep your heart from leaping out. “Janna’s tits, Viktor!” Your breath is uneven, eyes wide as you take in the man now leaning casually against the cabinet, his expression far too pleased with himself. “Have you been waiting for me?”
“It was only a matter of time before I caught my mysterious nutritionist,” he says, voice amused and eyes bright. He glances at the plate, then back at you. “And what have you brought me this time?”
Your mouth opens, then closes as you glance at the plate, as if momentarily forgetting. “Uh— crème brûlée.”
His brows lift in approval. “An excellent choice.” He steps closer, gaze flicking between you and the pastry as if weighing which one intrigues him more. “Tell me, do you make them just for me?”
You hesitate, then straighten your shoulders, attempting nonchalance. “I bake for myself too.”
“Mm.” He hums, clearly unconvinced. His fingers brush the edge of the plate as he picks up your note, turning it over between his fingers before tucking it neatly into his pocket. “Then I hope you will allow me to return the favour sometime.”
Your heartbeat is still settling, but Viktor’s eyes—sharp, knowing—are set on you in a way that makes your stomach flip. “…You bake?” “No,” he says quickly. “But I have other talents that you might… appreciate.”
Girlfriend Jinx headcanons? (Also it’s simpystarrr from c.ai!)
yep!! love your bots for the record!! :3
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Jinx being your girlfriend headcannons!!
you're in charge of braiding her hair daily. it gets tiring occasionally, but for the most part, you enjoy it.
you witness a lot of her episodes\breakdowns, though after figuring out that when your closer, you can help ground her, she always goes to you when she's even the tiniest bit sad
she paints your nails like hers :3
i feel like she'd be asexual \ biromantic
she makes you listen to her music 24\7. don't like it? too bad! get jinxed on repeat for the rest of your days.
she's loyal. and overprotective, she doesn't want to lose another person, so if she sees someone flirting with you, well, they won't be bothering you two anytime soon.
when she first opened up to you about her family, she'd expected you to leave her and be upset or look at her differently, so when you consoled her and held her as she cried, she was more open with you from that point on.
chronically online if they had phones. you will not get through a day without hearing some brainrotted term [ironically].
isha loves you, you're like her second parent. :3
she makes kandi and gifts it to you.
she's not the most romantic, but she tries.
(( sorry if this was short! but hoped ya liked it >:3 ))
please please please do different arcane/opla character's kinks???? (preferably some Jayce but yk-)
OMG I was just returning to arcane roots. Mind you I haven't seen the recent season (Im waiting for my mom and sister since we all watched dit together) UHH take these smutty lil kinky lil headcanona!
P.s For as much smut as i write I have the hardest time remembering the differences between kinks and fetishes BUT I think I got it down lol. Bare with me yall.
P.P.S. I'll make a part two with some more of these guys lol I started to draw a blank on a few and get burnt out but I want to provide QUALITY writing to y'all
Enjoy-
Silco
Yknow every time I come on this god forsaken app I find myself thirsting over dead midleages if not older men....
Ahem
Smoking and Begging I feel like would be two kinks of his. And like he already is a smoker so just translating that over to the bedroom....oof.
I feel like he's the type to smoke after or before, but like in a way that relaxes him even further? YK what I'm saying? Perhaps he'll even offer you some with a firm grip on your face while he blows smoke into your mouth, just before he kisses you.
I also think the begging gets him hot under the collar. Just the idea of his partner asking so desperately for release knowing he's in control of whether they're allowed to or not really does it for him. He's ruthless but sweet in the most deliciously contradicting way. Saying things like, " Begging is so unbecoming of you my dear," or "You can beg better than that, I thought you wanted to cum?"
Sevika
Sevika my belovedddddd <3 come home baby the kids miss you lmao. Sevika seems like the type to be down for a lot but also has her limits? One thing that really gets her going though is overstim/multiple orgasms. Please let her pull as many as she can from you its literally her favorite thing watching her partner come undone. She likes to see how messy you get and how your thighs tremble and shake, damn near tensing up from the strain.
She starts slow. Maybe two...then three more.....how bout we shoot for 4 to 5? SIx you say?! Alright, let's just say fuck it and go for 7.
"C'mon, you can give me one more. Thatssss it, let go."
Vander
This is a harworking, loving, family man okay. He doesn't have time for a lot...However, he definitely has time to just have you squeeze down on him with those hot, wet walls, simply existing. Ahhh yes the art of cockwarming in cwich he is an expert in. Hes a sneaky fucker too, taking time to just position you in front of him so he can slip his cock into you, just enjoying your warmth. No movement, just there, your back to his chest, pretending like nothing is happening behind the counter.
He especially enjoys the late nights, your bodies melted into one as you just sinkkkkk down on him, just adjusting to his length, fighting the urge to move as does he. Just that's part of the fun. Expect lots of soft gentled caresses as yout walls memorize him
Vi
Babygirls got a thing for hot chicks in uniform. Be in business attire, military, or otherwise, she loves it.
I mean, honestly, I was not hot about clean white button-downs tucked into fancy dress pants adorned by emblems of silver or gold. A nice neat hairstyle, no flyaways, very much office siren.
And please god don't let you have a snappy domineering attitude, telling her what to do, sexily taunting. Babygirl will be weak in the knees.
Jinx
I don’t think she’d have any kinks if I’m being honest. I see Jinx as a very experimental and fun but soft and vanilla lover. She enjoys being treated softly and gentle, especially in a moment of vulnerability like being intimate with a partner.
Viktor
I hate to be the one to say it but stalkings/knee highs and glasses… Yall HEAR ME OUTTT HEAR ME OUT! I know that sounds really bad but if you see the vision. I feel like Viktor is a lover of pretty things, patterns and decoration. The feeling of lace or tights under his fingertips, the thrill of being the one who gets to remove your glasses before you go down on him.
All is truly a treat in his pretty yellow eyes. Especially when it's his beloved and devoted partner. He takes his time with you treating you delicately as he pulls the fabric off your kneesocks away to reveal pretty legs he gets to you all the way up to the main prize. He likes taking his time unwrapping his gifts. His favorite part is discarding it all from your body. Or at the very least, making you do it.
"Strip." He hums, leaning forward as you shed layers of clothes with a smile.
Ekko
At first I was thinking that mmm Ekko doesn't have any really kinks. Maybe he’s more vanilla but then I got thinking…
Nah nah this guy..
He likes being bitten.
Oddly enough he wasn’t sure why when you had first done it on impulse, the two of you in one of your more intimate moments. You hand grazed his shoulder, only applying slight pressure before stopping yourself from going too hard but the sound it pulled form him. Gorgeous.
“D-Do it again. Please?” He asks, lifting a bit above your too see your glossed fucked our eyes.
“Bite you?” You reiterate, trying to read him and it’s nothing but pure lust and adoration.
“Baby, please.” He huffs, lulling his neck to the side, giving you access.
