𝐂𝐖: Nsfw, mdni, boob lover vi, oral sex, scissoring, big clit vi, praise kink, edging, just a mini post to feed yall.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who is absolutely obsessed with your boobs. Her hands are all over your chest when you’re making out, shoving your shirt up to wrap her lips around your nipple, groaning as you arch into her touch.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who sometimes wakes up so horny in the morning. All wrapped around you, her swollen clit throbbing against her boxers. Nuzzling her nose into the back of your neck as her hand trails over your waist.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who wants to have you writhing and moaning under her as she attacks your clit with her tongue but always ends up grinding into the mattress. Who can’t help but stare up at you from between your legs, watching you watch hazy eyes.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who was leaking all down her thighs from fucking you with her strap, her boxers soaked through. Who strips them off and just needs to feel you against her, clit needy and twitching as it slides against your oversensitive one. Who doesn’t take long to come just from that, already pent up from making you come for the past hour.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who is 1000% a whimperer. She can deny it sure, but that doesn’t erase the fact that it’s true. Getting a simple “You feel so fucking good baby, fuck—“ from you and she is doubling her efforts, whimpering into your neck as she peppers the area with open mouthed kisses.
𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐏!𝐕𝐈 who gets into fights and has to apologise by making you come before she does. Both of you knuckle deep inside of each other, you purposely holding back your own orgasm as you see Vi struggling to do the same. Who turns into a whimpering pleading mess next to you as your fingers slowly pull out again and trail up and over her clit just before she can come, redoubling her efforts to get you off just so you’ll touch her again.
Arcane characters finding you asleep at their workplace
The devil works hard, but I work a little harder, so I’m back to writing Arcane headcanons a month before season two comes out.
Jayce:
- Strong sense of guilt,
- The first thing that comes to his mind is that you must have waited for him for a long time to fall asleep
- He will make it up to you by trying to cook something for you, stopping to buy your favorite sweets before heading home, and giving you a shoulder massage the moment you sit down somewhere after you wake up.
- The man of the Hamlet-like dilemma: he doesn’t want to wake you, but he also doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable.
- If he has something urgent to do, he’ll try to cover your shoulders with something, even just his jacket, to keep you warm while he finishes only the essentials.
- Once he’s free, he will very gently try to lift you from the chair, apologizing when you wake up and mumble something incoherent.
Viktor:
- In the early years of university, it sometimes happened that he found you in his room asleep, slumped over on a chair or bed with your shoes still on.
- But as the years went by and the lab became his main space, that sight became a constant, repeating at least twice a week.
- He tries to make as little noise as possible, whether with his aides, the door, or the stack of books and notebooks he needs to organize.
- Before getting to work, he leaves the room again to bring you your favorite hot drink with a plastic lid pressed on top, so it doesn’t cool down.
- Then, in complete silence, he works, deciding what to leave for tomorrow and what to do now, so he can finish as soon as possible without delaying too much.
Ekko:
- It’s hard to define what exactly a workplace is for Ekko,
- But he often finds you at the Firelights' tree, in that room that’s supposed to be his, having likely sneaked in through the window to surprise him.
- There are days when he comes back fairly early but stays to tell stories to the kids, and others when things go wrong, and he returns when it’s already dark, and almost everyone is asleep
- Finding you like this always makes him feel the absence of something more stable
- But he shakes his head and quickly pushes aside doubts about his ideals, stepping out of the room again and making more noise as he enters again, so you wake up, and he can pretend to be surprised in front of your open eyes.
- By now, you know he steps out and comes back in, but it makes you smile every single time.
Vander:
- You always sit at a table in the back of the Last Drop to wait for him, trying not to bother him, doodling, doing calculations, or planning something for the next day just to keep yourself entertained.
- But by now, the sound of drunkards and the clinking of coins and glasses have become background noise that helps lull you into a catatonic state.
- Vander usually notices after about an hour that you've fallen asleep; he always keeps an eye on you, but sometimes the customers cause problems.
- He doesn’t like leaving you there, so far away, so he usually waits for a quieter moment to come over, pick you up, and bring you behind the counter, laying you down with your arms and head resting on the wooden bar.
- He knows it’s not a big improvement, but his priority is to keep you safe.
- When he finishes working, he closes the bar without doing the closing duties, sets his alarm for earlier than usual, and carries you to your room in his arms, covering your forehead with kisses.
Silco:
- The problem with Silco finding you asleep in his office is that he rarely arrives alone.
- There’s always either Sevika or at least two other henchmen following him.
- He sighs and sends them away, not without Sevika giving him a provocative look that means everything and nothing.
- He hates those situations because part of him feels a strange warmth at the thought of you sneaking into his office for whatever reason, but on the other hand, he knows it negatively affects his image to be seen as a leader who tolerates certain insubordinations.
- Because sneaking into the kingpin’s office is something that would get almost anyone else outside decapitated. But not you.
- He huffs, pacing the room to deal with both emotions, and when he finally calms down, he approaches you, shaking you slightly to wake you up.
- It’s certainly not the gentlest gesture on his part, but most of the time, it ends with you either going back to sleep in his bed while he works, or sitting on his lap while he flips through papers without paying them much attention.
Jinx:
- She can’t contain her excitement at all. When she notices your figure in her workshop, she always lets out a little happy sound that wakes you up.
- From there, she immediately starts apologizing at least a thousand times, feeling guilty for waking you up but still too happy that you came to visit her.
- She helps you up, talking nonstop about her day and anything that comes to mind as she leads you outside.
- It’s not because she doesn’t want you around, but because she assumes you must be hungry as soon as you wake up, so before you're fully awake, you’ll find yourself at the Last Drop with enough food in front of you to feed her father’s entire gang of henchmen.
- And she will absolutely feed you herself when she sees you haven’t taken a bite in too long, while stealing food here and there and continuing to talk.
Vi:
- For her, too, a "workplace" is a somewhat vague concept,
- But in return, she has her secret spot, where she hides at night and tries to survive when she’s not out on the streets looking for trouble.
- Every time she finds you there, she feels an indescribable pang in her heart.
- She always feels like she’s neglecting the person she loves and failing to make you understand how much she cares about you.
- She always hesitates before waking you up; sometimes she’ll even go change into clean clothes and wash the grime off her hands and face first.
- Then she’ll wake you by sitting next to you, giving you a kiss, calling you by a silly nickname only the two of you know, and rubbing her forehead against yours before asking, with a rhetorical smile,
- "Did you miss me?"
Caitlyn:
- Sometimes you find yourself in the inner waiting room of the precinct, with her colleagues pointing out your body slumped in the chair and raising their eyebrows, teasing her. Other times, you simply sneak into her room, which isn’t much different from the police station anyway.
- Every time, she sighs and gently wakes you, her pale eyes a little sad.
- “Why didn’t you call me?” It doesn’t matter to her that you didn’t want to disturb her, because to her, you’re never a disturbance. It’s not a problem to have you around, even in public. She just feels bad that you waited instead of telling her, so she could have come much sooner.
- She takes you away from the station without any issues, letting you continue resting against her shoulder as a Kiramman private vehicle takes you both to her home.
- If you’re already in her room, she usually changes and lies down next to you, taking the chance to nap together, wrapped in each other's arms.
Mel:
- Falling asleep inside the Senate? Impossible.
- But the keys to her office and her room are always in your pocket, and you usually bring her something to eat when you visit, though by the time you fall asleep, both the coffee and the treats are cold.
- She’s not used to displays of affection, so she stays still for a few seconds before smiling and shaking her head.
- She doesn’t wake you immediately, not because she doesn’t want to, but because if the sound of the door didn’t wake you, you probably need the rest. So she lets you sleep for at least 30 minutes before coming over, brushing your hair behind your ears to wake you, laughing when you lift your head with your eyes still closed.
Sevika:
- The first thing anyone would think is that falling asleep at the Last Drop is extremely dangerous. However, Silco’s henchmen aren’t too different from bipedal dogs by now; they know who you are, recognize your face and scent, and if they notice you’ve fallen asleep somewhere, at least three of them sit at your table to ensure your safety.
- Sevika is always tasked with the worst imaginable jobs—tedious, long, and often dangerous—so when she finally returns, it’s usually either time to open the bar to the public or time to close it.
- Even when she sees you, she can’t come to you right away, so she makes a face at whoever is watching over you, as if urging them to protect you better while she heads into the office.
- Like Silco, part of her feels subconsciously softened by the idea that someone would feel the physical need to be with her so much that they’d wait, sitting until they fell asleep.
- But on the other hand, she’s terrified that someone might see you and come after you to settle personal scores in a cowardly way.
- When she finally comes down, she pulls you into her arms without saying a word, holding you under her large cape as she carries you away.
cw: +18, praising kink, strap-fuck, f/afab reader, daddy vi
۶ৎ vi loves sitting back with her hands behind her head, watching you bounce on her strap like you’re starved for it. “fuck, look at you, sweetheart. takin’ my cock so well. makin’ me proud, ridin’ daddy’s dick like you were fuckin’ made for it.”
۶ৎ she’s got no patience for you slowing down. big bandaged hands grab your waist and slam you down harder, grinning when you yelp. “there it is, sweetheart. whine for me all you want, but your pussy’s squeezin’ like it’s beggin’ for more. greedy little cunt can’t get enough, huh?”
۶ৎ vi’s big into praising, but don't mistake it for lovey dovey fucking. she spits the words between growls, rough but hoarse. “mmmph, that’s it, baby. cream all over my cock, show me you’re my good girl. fuck, bet you're so tight around me, squeezin’ like you don’t ever wanna let go.”
۶ৎ pervy nasty woman that loves when you look up at her with tears in your eyes, still grinding down against her cock. “goddamn baby, you’re so pretty like this. all messy, fucked out, desperate. makes me wanna ruin ya just so i can put ya all back together after. you like bein’ daddy's good little slut, don’t you?”
۶ৎ vi doesn’t stop at one orgasm. she fucks you through it, praising every shiver and mewl she yanks out of you. “that’s it, cum for me, baby. cum on daddy’s cock again, i’ll keep fillin’ that pussy till you can’t walk. good fuckin’ girl, givin’ me everything i want.”
OKAY OKAY COULD YOU PLEASE WRITE SMTH ABOUT SEVIKA PROTECING READER BECAUSE OF SOMETHING LIKE HERE ON THIS PIC SHE PROTECTS JINX AND ISHA??
im sorry if i wrote something wrong but english is not my first language😭🙏
OF COURSE !!!!!!! I have an idea for this...
I got a little carried away and gave you more LOL sorry
Sevika x Fem!Reader
She grabbed you before you could process the fan being turned on. Thankfully, you weren't too far from the table that protected you both, otherwise you would have been swept with the air flow violently.
Your side hurt. The shot Caitlyn took must have not only pierced your skin but the force broke your rib too. Whatever the gun was made of was strong enough to go through the stone pillar behind you partially as well.
Safe to say it hurt as fuck.
You clutched your side and winced as Sevika crouched with you in front of her, the stone table keeping you sat up, but barely. Sevika's new metal arm grabbed onto the table and kept her put, the other going to hold your side with you.
You weren't sure whether your adrenaline was keeping you lucid or if the shot wasn't truly that bad. Regardless, you didn't want to hang around much longer.
You looked up at your girlfriend, head slightly bouncing off the stone behind you as you rested it. She looked worried, and although nothing but pain was filling your sense, you found the energy to sigh and show her a small smile.
Her hair was flying around with the wind, her face showing slight worry and mostly focus as she tried to keep you both behind the table.
"You'll be fine." She mouthed, and you couldn't do much more but nod. You trusted her. You believed her...but the blood slowly seeping through the cracks of your fingers, and onto her hand covering yours, it was looking more like you were not going to be fine.
The wind seemed everlasting and the longer you sat there, waiting for it to stop, the dizzier you became.
You wanted to see Sevika's face for as long as you could. Taking in her scowl of concentration, the barely noticeable glint of nervousness in her eye when she met yours, the shiny scar across her cheek.
You thought she was leaning down to get out of the wind more, but instead she leaned down to your ear and spoke through the loud fan.
"Don't look at me like that." She spoke it as a command as her hand squeezed your bleeding side.
"Like what?" You scoffed quietly, immediately feeling the burn in your rib.
"Like you're about to say goodbye. You're fine."
You hummed and looked back up at her when she pulled away, leaving no room for discussion.
She was so gorgeous, holding you, protecting you, as if you were about to disappear any minute.
Your head spun so much you didn't even notice the fan turn off. Sevika lifted you off the ground and instructed Jinx, who was also carrying a girl, where to go. It all came out as muffled to you though, as the blood loss slowly stared winning, and you passed out.
When you woke up, the first thing you saw was two heads looking down at you. Jinx's braids tickled your nose, while the other girls hair wasn't even long enough to reach her eyebrows. You groaned, immediately going in to hold your side as a reflex to find it bandaged.
"I told you to let her rest." Sevika's voice rung out in a disappointed tone as she walked in with a bunch of fresh bandages in her hand. Presumably for you.
You were in Silco's office, laid down on his sofa. The table was covered with medical supplies, alcohol bottles and jinx's crafts, but your eyes ended up laying upon Sevika. Her worried expression had you worried.
"How are you feeling?" Sevika asked, looking down at you as she put the obnoxious amount of wraps on the table.
"Trust you to get shot." Jinx scoffed playfully as she stared down at you, knowing damn well that bullet was meant for her. "Took it like a champ though!"
You chuckled back and attempted to sit up, but Sevika was faster and pushed you back down, shaking her head.
"I'm fine." You spoke, but Sevika wouldn't relent. She kept you laying down as she changed your bandages carefully. Your eyes fell from Sevika onto the little girl who was still staring down at you. "Who would have thought Jinx took in a stray. What's your name?"
"Her name is Isha. She's sticking around." Jinx replied matter-of-factly, a small smirk on her face as she said it. It made you giggle a bit.
"Alright, out." Sevika stood up from crouching beside you as she finished your bandages. Jinx took Isha and left, excited to show her some of her trinkets to get her mind off of...recent events. "She needs to rest."
"I'm alright." You spoke, reaching out for Sevika's hand to help you up. "How bad was it?"
"Bad enough to have me worried." She sighed, sitting beside you and letting you lean on her.
"Sorry." You sighed back, almost identically. "And you know, thank you."
She wrapped her hand around your shoulders and kissed the top of your head.
Word Count: 1.9k
Content/Warnings: nsfw, best friend!sev fucks the shit out of you, no pronouns used for reader, vibrator and strap use, reader has a shitty (but also gender neutral) ex, clueless lesbians in love
A/N: okay i know this isn't on my upcoming works list but guys!! fwb sev!! love this concept wanted to see it fleshed out so here we are... and, as always, i hope you enjoy <3
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐁𝐞𝐞 ୨ৎ
──˚₊୨ৎ‧₊˚──
୨ৎ FWB!Sevika, who's dicing away at vegetables when she hears the chime of the text tone she's set just for you
୨ৎ She's quick to drop the knife, wipe her hands on a kitchen towel, and pick up her phone, reading, “hey, you busy? had a shitty day and could use some company :)”
୨ৎ Without hesitation, her thumb flies across the keyboard as she types, “Never too busy for you. Come over whenever.”
୨ৎ The two of you have been friends damn near forever now, which meant that you'd experienced many a relationship, breakup, bad first date, and soul-sucking talking stage alongside each other
୨ৎ Eventually, this led to both of you making a pact that dating was off the table for half a year
୨ৎ But what you both fail to consider is this: you're horny motherfuckers
୨ৎ And by month three, the vibrators have gotten really old, so you propose an idea over drinks one night
୨ৎ “Why don't we just fuck each other?”
୨ৎ Neither of you are strangers to casual sex, nor have you ever been anything but open, honest, and comfortable with each other, so the arrangement made perfect sense and, honestly, worked really well
୨ৎ So well, in fact, that when those six months were over, you guys just kept fucking each other…
୨ৎ So, you and Sevika are now in your friends with benefits era
୨ৎ Benefits that include cuddling with each other in the morning, running errands together in the afternoon, and making dinner for each other in the evening...
୨ৎ Ya know. Regular fuck-buddy behavior!
୨ৎ Your fuck buddy opens the door for you as soon as you’re at her doorstep, and you’re immediately wrapped in a hug by the smell of homemade chicken noodle soup, the sound of Ella Fitzgerald floating through the air, and the warm smile she only ever gives you
୨ৎ “Shitty day, huh?” She asks, holding out a hand for you to take as you walk up the final step of her front porch and into her house… You know, like fuck buddies do
୨ৎ “Like you wouldn't fucking believe,” you sigh for the umpteenth time today, but this time, she's coaxing your jacket off your shoulders, and they finally seem to relax as you exhale
୨ৎ She huffs out a chuckle, but her brows furrow in concern as she watches you kick your shoes off and pad over to the living room to flop down onto the couch in defeat
୨ৎ Sevika hates to see you upset, and will always do whatever she can to make you feel better, so she makes her way to the kitchen to pour you a bowl of soup, determined to do just that
୨ৎ “I’ve got chicken noodle soup and a listening ear,” she announces, handing you the bowl. “Think that’ll help?”
୨ৎ “That and the fancy ass vibrator you’ve got upstairs,” you deadpan, taking your first sip of the rich broth as she barks out a laugh
୨ৎ She nestles in beside you, and listens so intently to your venting that she hardly touches her own bowl of soup
୨ৎ “So, my boss had already been on my ass all day- eat-” you suddenly interrupt yourself, nodding toward her bowl and picking the story right back up as she quickly obliges, “I’m fucking fuming as I walk out of the office, and then… I run into Sam as I’m walking to my car..?”
୨ৎ Sevika’s eyes widen and she learns forward, hoping to Janna that she hadn’t heard you right
୨ৎ “Sam?” She repeats incredulously
୨ৎ “Sam,” you echo, lips pressed into a thin line
୨ৎ Your ex, who you had dated for nearly three years before you randomly came back home to a half-empty apartment and a chicken-scratched note about how they “needed some time on their own”
୨ৎ Sevika’s face morphs into one of disgust as she shakes her head and takes another bite
୨ৎ “Fuckin hate Sam…” she mutters
୨ৎ “I know you do,” you chuckle, “you hate Sam more than I hate Sam.”
୨ৎ “Hell yeah, I do! They fuckin’ broke your heart and stole your favorite blanket in one foul swoop. What kind of evil is that?”
୨ৎ You throw your head back in laughter at the rare display of emotion; Sevika's nothing if not protective of you, and clearly, she hasn’t moved on from this breakup…
୨ৎ “What were they doing in the parking lot of your job?” She sneers
୨ৎ Your lips pull into a smirk, and you cock a brow as if to say, “you’re not even ready…”
୨ৎ And Sevika’s expression goes flat, her shoulders dropping as if to reply, “don’t tell me…”
୨ৎ “They work with me, now.”
୨ৎ She slams her bowl onto the coffee table and throws herself back onto the couch, dragging her hands down her face
୨ৎ “Why…” she shakes her head, “why…?”
୨ৎ “Oh, come on, Sev! Have some compassion…” you playfully scold, your voice dripping with sarcasm, “They’ve got a baby on the way, and they want their wife to be able to stay at home…”
୨ৎ At this, she shoots up from the couch, hands on her head and horror on her face like her team’s out on the court and they’re fucking bombing
୨ৎ She paces across the living room about three times before she finally turns to you and your shit-eating grin, hands dropping to her hips
୨ৎ “Wife? Baby?!” You’ve never seen her in more shock. “You broke up a year ago!”
୨ৎ “Love finds you when you least expect it,” you joke, trying your best to play off the hurt that you feel, but the hurt is there
୨ৎ It’s real, and raw, and it escapes you as a bitter chuckle
୨ৎ “Dude,” she exhales, finally falling back down on the couch, “I’m sorry. What a dick…”
୨ৎ “‘S alright,” you shrug. “I'm over it by now, anyway.”
୨ৎ “You can be over it. Doesn’t change the fact that it sucked then, it sucks now, and they never should’ve approached you… especially not to tell you about their wife and kid.”
୨ৎ “Basic decency is a rare commodity these days,” you chortle
୨ৎ For a moment, she sits beside you, her jaw set and her gaze steely
୨ৎ “You know what you need?” She suddenly grunts
୨ৎ You hum in response, turning your head to her
୨ৎ And when she looks back, a mischievous glint twinkles in her eye, and a smirk tugs at her lips
୨ৎ “The forget-your-ex special…”
୨ৎ “The fuck is the forget-your-ex special?”
୨ৎ 30 minutes later, you’re face down, ass up in her bed, actively getting the answer to that question…
୨ৎ She’s not fucking around tonight; no beating around the bush, no teasing, no making you beg or plead
୨ৎ She’s giving you exactly what you want, over, and over, and over, and-
୨ৎ Your legs give out underneath you, eyes rolling back in your head as she presses her thickest strap into your sopping heat
୨ৎ You’ve already come four times- once riding her thigh, twice on her mouth, and once more on her fingers- and you’re not sure you can take it anymore
୨ৎ But then, she’s leaning over, voice low and steady as she bottoms out inside of you, praising you for doing so well
୨ৎ “Just one more for me, baby. You’re being so good for me… just one more. Can you do that for me?”
୨ৎ You whimper into the pillows, nodding your head as tears of pleasure begin to prick your eyes
୨ৎ One thing is for sure; your ex is officially no longer on your mind
୨ৎ Quite frankly, as she begins to pound into you, nothing is on your mind
୨ৎ You know you’re a mess right now; all marked up, covered in spit and slick and sweat, hair messy and skin flushed, and you might feel self-conscious of just how fucked out you are if it weren’t for the fact that Sevika makes you feel like an angel on earth, no matter what state you’re in
୨ৎ You know. Like friends with benefits do.
୨ৎ In fact, it seems she wants you more fucked out than you already are, because suddenly, she’s pulling out that fancy ass vibrator from the drawer of her nightstand, her pace never relenting as she plugs it in
୨ৎ You don’t see it from where your face is buried in the blankets, but you hear a click and a familiar buzz, and your clit throbs in response
୨ৎ “Holy fuck, Sev,” you pant, “are you trying to kill me..?”
୨ৎ She grins, one hand holding the vibrator, and the other kneading your hip
୨ৎ “Not trying to kill you,” she muses; and then, she’s reaching around to press the vibrator against your aching clit
୨ৎ All you can do is mewl, your face buried in the mattress as she fucks you into the mattress
୨ৎ “There we go,” she coos. “Just want you nice and dumb for me…”
୨ৎ It takes an embarrassingly short amount of time for your fifth and final orgasm to rip through you, your body convulsing underneath her
୨ৎ She grabs a fist full of your hair, pulling your head up from the bed as you scream
୨ৎ “Let me hear you when you come, baby. You know better.”
୨ৎ That, you do; you know that if Sevika could upload your moans to Spotify, they’d go straight to her playlist of favorite songs alongside Ella Fitzgerald and Nat King Cole
୨ৎ You cry out for her as the longest orgasm of your fucking life wracks through you, but the minute you begin to lurch away, gasping as the sensations become too much, she’s turning off the vibrator, taking off the harness, and wrapping you up in her arms
୨ৎ “Feel better?” She asks, stroking your back as you catch your breath
୨ৎ “Fuck yeah,” you exhale, eyes fluttering closed and a smile pulling at your lips
୨ৎ “Don’t fall asleep yet,” she purrs. “Still gotta pee.”
୨ৎ You groan in protest, as if she isn’t going to carry you to the bathroom so that you don’t have to walk
୨ৎ And as you’re sitting on the toilet, and she’s brushing her teeth for bed, it suddenly dawns on you just how domestic this all is
୨ৎ In fact, things have felt domestic like this since you started fucking her eight months ago…
୨ৎ (Congratulations, you were the last person on earth to put that together, btw…)
୨ৎ And, quite honestly, you really like it
୨ৎ Listening to her hum along to her favorite jazz tracks as she cooks, snorting as she cusses out the assholes who cut her off as she’s driving you to work, bearing witness to the warm smiles and impassioned displays of emotion that she only seems to let slip around you…
୨ৎ You could get used to this
୨ৎ You have gotten used to this
୨ৎ And so, you propose an idea, just like you had over drinks eight months ago
୨ৎ “Why don’t we just date each other?”
୨ৎ Her toothbrush stills in her mouth, she looks down at where you still sit on the toilet, and then, when your hands reach for the toilet paper, eyes still glued to her as you await her response, she just laughs
୨ৎ She spits out her toothpaste, wipes her mouth and dries her hands, puts her toothbrush down next to your spare and walks over to the toilet to plant a minty kiss on your lips
୨ৎ “Y/n,” she murmurs, “I'm starting to think we should marry each other.”
Being in an Established Relationship with Jayce and Viktor • Headcanon
(Gif not mine)
Request: I am desperate for more Jayce x Viktor x Reader content! Would I be able to request headcanons for what an established relationship with them would be like?? 🥺 -- @spatialwave
Warnings: gn!reader, first time writing arcane and jayvik so I hope it's all good!!
A.N: Andy (@spatialwave) has inspired me so much so PLEASE go read their beautiful writing! You need to understand I got this request LAST NIGHT, I just had to bang it out I was writing like a FIEND. I loved writing this so much, I hope to write more in the future!! Hope you enjoy!
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Being in a relationship with Jayce and Viktor is like being a part of an old married couple that simultaneously bickers all the time and is just falling in love all over again every day
Jayce is like a ray of sunshine on a summer afternoon
He's clingy--but not overwhelmingly so. Jayce just has to have some sort of body part on either of you at all times (except in the lab unless he's feeling especially in love that day)
He loves putting his arms around your waist, chest pressed up against your back and lips ghosting over your neck. Jayce is a bit more subtle with Viktor, since your other partner prefers smaller touches, so their fingers are always tangled together. Some days Jayce will even sneak his hand into Vik's back pocket, making the slimmer boy light up red from the neck up
Jayce is also the type of boyfriend that will always have you two on his mind. He picks a flower from someone's garden to give it to you because "the vibrancy of its color reminded me of your eyes," or buys a little knick knack for Viktor because "I thought you would find it hilariously stupid" (Viktor will put it on his already cluttered desk at the lab because Jayce was right, it is stupidly funny)
Jayce will always get an A for effort because even if he can't remember how you like your coffee or tea, it's the thought that counts
Has bigass puppy dog eyes and he fucking knows how to use them against you two
All he has to do is look between you and Vik with those golden eyes are you're both putty in his hands
Speaking of being putty in hands, Jayce is the cuddler of the relationship
Which is good because he is also the space heater of the relationship too
Will basically have Viktor curled up on one side and you on the other. His face will be buried in Viktor's hair, placing sleepy kissed on his scalp. His fingers will rub circles on the small of your back. Jayce is the best pillow and blanket in all of Piltover AND Zaun
Viktor, on the other hand, is like the moon at midnight
He loves the both of you in a slightly different way than Jayce
While Jayce is more touchy and exuberant with his love, Vik is certainly more subtle, though that doesn't mean he loves you two any less
He is actually exceptionally smitten with you and Jayce. It's like his walls come crashing down whenever you two are with him. He could come back from having a disagreement about a project with Heimer, with his jaw clenched and brows furrowed, and then he'll spot you and Jayce in your shared apartment and it all melts away
Viktor isn't carrying the world on his shoulders with his partners around him. He knows that you guys will lift the hefty weight from his shoulders
While Viktor isn't as touchy ad you or Jayce, he shows his presence in other ways.
Viktor will always have at least one eye on you at all times. It's not that he doesn't trust you two (on the contrary, you two are the only people he trusts with his life), he just needs to know his lovers are ok
Jayce could be tinkering with something in the lab and 50% of Viktor's attention will be on him. Making sure he doesn't shock himself or mix the wrong chemicals together. And if that does ever happen, Viktor drops everything to help him. He masks his worry with wit, but the mask is transparent for you and Jayce
Viktor is also the one with the extreme attention to detail. Your coffee or tea is always right and always the right temperature in the morning. A scarf is always hanging on the coat rack near the front door on chilly days for you. Puts a bookmark in the book you're reading when you unexpectedly fall asleep reading on the couch
He is so big on being a gentleman. Will open doors for you two, pull out seats during a nice dinner. Also is the type to lift up your hand so he can kiss your knuckles (he knows this drives you wild and he struggles to hide a smirk at your heated face)
The three of you are witty and biting and funny in your own ways, quips are basically thrown around every hour of the day. The day isn't complete without someone rolling their eyes. Teasing knows no bounds--the apartment, the lab, a fancy dinner, in front of councilmen and women--doesn't matter
Every day you feel lucky to have these two as your partners, you really hit the jackpot with them. They're caring and attentive and loving in ways no one else is
SYNOPSIS → caitlyn and vi develop an obsession with you, a famous porn star known as angelette. what's theirs is theirs, and they aren't willing to share.
W.C. -> 680 (i apologize my loves, this is a short one 😔)
WARNINGS → mentions of porn, stalking, obsession, femme implied reader, smut, power play
REMINDERS -> despite writing this, i do not endorse or agree with in any terms any of the events in this fic. if you don't like it, please don't read it. intended lowercase. feel free to give me tips as this is the first smut fic i've written! this may or may not become a series depending on engagement ♡
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you bit your lip and situated yourself on the end of your bed before starting the stream, letting your followers see you once again. pretending not to notice that the camera is on, you adjusted your hair and smoothed a hand down your side. you were wearing a new pink lace set with a big bow nestled in the front and center. you smiled and blew the camera a little kiss. "hello, my loves," you said sweetly, adjusting the delicate pink mask that covered the upper half of your face. "i know it's been a while, but believe me, i missed you all."
you side-eyed the live chat, excited to see what your fans' response to the new set would be. once again, they didn't disappoint.
╰chad : that lace is so pretty. would be prettier if you took it off.
╰anonymous : you're always so sweet for us angelette <3
╰user12356 : pretty bows angel
╰lucie : ur the most gorgeous angel ever ♡
you smiled sweetly and fanned your face with a hand. "you all are always the sweetest. now..."
you took out a thick strap and gave the camera an innocent little smile. you adjusted yourself and the strap so that it appeared as though you were kneeling, giving the tip of the strap a little lick and kiss. your lip gloss left a little shine on the base and you slowly took it in your mouth, peering sweetly up at the camera.
╰user996 : fuck i'm gonna come
╰cumslut : just like that baby god
you smiled around the strap and let out a soft moan, letting your head tip back.
▶ LUCIE donated $15
"ohh, lucie," you moaned. "thank you, babe."
you continued to moan the names of your viewers who donated, feeling your lace panties grow wet. you ground your thighs together and swiped your tongue across the tip of the strap, blinking up at the camera.
▶ CUPCAKE donated $50
╰cupcake : that's a good girl for me.
your eyes widened. no one ever donated that much money. "thank you, cupcake," you said, moaning a bit louder than you meant to. cupcake was one of your most supportive viewers, always donating extravagantly. all that was missing was her -
▶VI4VIOLENCE donated $75
and there she was. cupcake was never complete without her...partner? rival? you could never be quite sure. but whenever they started their games, trying to one-up one another, you felt an undeniable thrill.
╰vi4violence : i wanna hear you, baby
you bit your lip, hard. there was something about the pair that felt different than your usual fans. an intensity, some kind of connection.
in spite of yourself, you followed vi4violence's command and moaned even louder. it was getting obscene, how wet you could feel yourself becoming.
you could see the donations flooding in but all you were focused on were the words of praise from your two favorite followers.
╰cupcake : i want to touch you, darling. i want to feel you.
your eyes widened and you could swear your heart stopped. you pulled away from the strap. cupcake's comment was nothing you hadn't gotten before, but there was something about the tone of it that sent a shiver down your spine.
╰cupcake : we're going to find you, my love, don't you worry.
purely on instinct, you shoved aside the strap and shakily turned off the stream. it wasn't that you didn't want them to find you, it was just... you shook your head in an attempt to clear it. were you going crazy? of course you didn't want them to find you, that would be insane. besides, cupcake had probably only meant it as foreplay or something like that.
you tried to convince yourself that it was nothing, but there was a voice in the back of your head, small but undeniable, that whispered maybe you don't want it to be.
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you had just finished putting away your camera when... ping! you had a new email in your inbox.
you scooted over to see it - the sender's name was what caught your attention first.
