#Arcane Valentine's Day Week

[plumeria1]

The taste of love

Masterlist

Note: Today it's Pit Fighter Vi who continues this special Valentine's Day week.

Pairing: Pit Fighter Vi x Fem Reader

Content: Fluff

Warning: None

Summary: You hope Vi's gonna like your gift

Vi was coming home with a small smile on her lips. She had spent almost every evening this week fighting in the pit to have enough money to give you a gift for Valentine's Day.

She often came back with blood on her face and bruises all over her body, but she reassured you by saying it was nothing.

"You should see what state the other guy ended up in," she always said while laughing. But she could see that you were still worried, so she would kiss you on the forehead and hold you in her arms.

As she approached the door, she heard music coming from inside and raised her eyebrows in surprise. Weren’t you supposed to be there several hours later? So, what were you doing there already?

She opened the door gently and smiled at you when she saw you. You were moving your head to the rhythm of the music, which made your ponytail sway as you stirred something in a pot. Something that smelled really good.

She took advantage of the fact that you hadn’t noticed her to enjoy the show. You were wearing knee-high socks, your red shorts hugged your butt perfectly, and they were almost completely hidden by the t-shirt you had stolen from her a long time ago.

You let out a scream when you put out the fire and turned around, seeing her looking at you. You quickly turned down the music and said:

-Vi! You’re already home?

-It seems so. But don’t stop on my account, I was enjoying the show.

You had a troubled look and glanced at the pot behind you.

-You were supposed to come back in two hours. This was supposed to be a surprise.

She looked behind you to see what you were cooking. Apparently, that was the surprise you had just mentioned, but it was strange. It wasn’t the first time you had cooked for her, so why say it was a surprise?

-What’s in there?

-Uh... your Valentine's Day gift. I know you didn’t want me to spend too much money on your gift, so I thought I’d make this for you.

She headed toward the pot, sure she recognized that smell. When she saw the contents of the pot, she understood exactly where she recognized that scent from.

-I tried to reproduce it as best I could with the information you gave me. I’m lucky Loris knew the recipe, so he was willing to help me.

Vi wondered how she could have forgotten that. The dish her mother used to make when Vi and Powder were sick. She always said it gave them strength and helped them heal.

With a small smile, you handed her a spoon.

-You wanna taste it?

She took it gently and dipped it into the pot. When she tasted the dish, she felt as if she had become a little girl again, thinking about her family and the good times they had all spent together. The taste was slightly different from her memories. It wasn’t her mother’s dish, but you had put in a lot of effort to make it resemble it.

When she put down the spoon, she looked at you and saw the nervousness in your eyes, worried about whether she liked it or not.

-So? What do you think?

-It's incredible, thank you, angel.

She took you in her arms and ran her hands along your back while you did the same, smiling.

-I'm glad you like it.

-How long did it take you?

-Almost all week. I took advantage of your absence to train, and since Loris had some free time, he came to help me.

She laughed, imagining Loris in the kitchen.

-Now I understand where he was disappearing to all the time.

You laughed inwardly as you remembered how Loris almost gave himself indigestion from tasting all your attempts because you always thought they weren’t perfect.

-It's a shame you saw it now. I had planned a romantic dinner.

-Oh, really?

-Yes, I would have lit some candles, played a bit of music, and surprised you with this meal.

She saw that you seemed to care about this surprise.

-How about we skip the candles and music and just have dinner, just the two of us?

She started kissing you on the neck.

-And after that, we’ll go to the room and I’ll give you your gift.

You sighed. She knew exactly how to make you go crazy.

-That’s an excellent idea.

With these words, you enjoyed the good meal and a quiet evening until Vi took you by the hand and led you into the room where you spent a very tumultuous night.

[dawnatlas]

timebomb lovestruck skins for valentine day WIP !!! i love these skins smm

[caitjinxweek2025]

CaitJinx Valentine’s Grams

[the-osborn-way]

Plan 99 and a bottle of wine for Valentine's!

(The only way I can watch this godforsaken episode-)

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!!

[ghostofyaz]

Butterflies and Blowback

The next chapter of my CaitJinx series "Bullets and Pills" for the Swan Mates Event on the City of Progress Discord is up!

Title: But Nobody Cares if You're Losing Yourself (Am I Losing Myself?)

Rated M (18+)

Chapter 2: Butterflies and Blowback

Summary: After spending the night with Jinx in the cemetery, Caitlyn can't think about anything else.

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[fandom]

Hello, Monday.

Kendrick Lamar is still trending hard, mostly due to many of you diving deep and discussing the political artistry of his Super Bowl performance. In other news, role-playing gacha game Cookie Run: Kingdom has released another code for free stuff, and the haul is pretty massive. The 2025 Sanremo Music Festival has come to a close with its usual pomp and circumstance, and season 3 of Yellowjackets began with a double-episode extravaganza on Friday, coinciding with Valentine's Day, which was also just a Friday to many of us. This is Tumblr's Week in Review.

Artists on Tumblr

Kendrick Lamar

Valentine's Day

Arcane

Super Bowl LIX

Sonic the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog

Jayvik | Jayce Talis & Viktor, Arcane

Shadow the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog

Sonadow | Sonic & Shadow, Sonic the Hedgehog

Jayce Talis | Arcane

US Politics

Viktor | Arcane

Yellowjackets

Transformers

Sanremo Music Festival 2025

Batman

Cats of Tumblr

Cookie Run: Kingdom

Severance

Twitter

[yukautism]

Valentine’s Day with Arcane Characters 💖💐

What better way to celebrate than with some Arcane x reader headcanons? Enjoy everyone & have a happy valentines ! 💌

❤️ Vi-

Vi secretly loves Valentine’s Day. She makes you breakfast in bed, takes you out on a fun day outing with some shopping sprinkled in, then you eat at your favorite restaurant. Through the day, Vi is complimenting you, opening doors, and whispering seductive thoughts in your ear. You end the day naked in bed together and neither of you get much sleep that night. Vi wants to keep you pleased and knowing that she does makes her prideful.

🧡 Ekko-

He loves a little lowkey date where it is just the two of you enjoying each other’s company. He plans a picnic under the stars and packs the basket with your favorite treats. Ekko’s gift to you would be several little gifts he handcrafted to represent your favorite things/ personality and a bouquet of flowers he picked himself. Ekko doesn’t choose a quiet date because he wants to hide you; he appreciates the soft intimacy you share when you’re away from others.

💛 Mel-

Mel wakes you up with kisses and cuddles in bed. She had this idea planned for weeks and wanted you to get the most relaxing day possible. Her gift to you is a couples spa weekend where you can go to enjoy each other and let the tension from your daily lives melt away. Mel loves seeing you in nothing but a robe, and takes any chance she can to touch your bare skin or sneak you a kiss. The spa also has a pool you both lounge by and feed each other fruit. By the time you return home, you’re both feeling refreshed and somehow more in love than before.

💚 Viktor-

Viktor’s ideal way to spend Valentine’s Day is snuggling on the couch watching movies together. The busyness of the holiday overwhelms him, so he prefers for the two of you to stay in, which you’re more than okay with. Viktor gifts you a box of chocolates and rents any movies you two decide to watch that night. You order takeout, and banter about the movies you each decide to watch. Viktor could not feel happier than he does with you.

🩵 Jinx-

Jinx likes Valentine’s Day in a non-traditonal sense. She loves to gift you obscure cards that say things like ‘Life would BLOW without you’ or ‘You make my heart go BOOM’ accompanied by a picture of an explosion. Her favorite way to spend the day is to try a new thing with you; no matter if that‘s trying a new skill class together, exploring a new area, or traveling to a nearby theme park, she’s down. Jinx doesn’t like to plan things in advance and prefers to let the holiday go how it goes, but she makes sure you enjoy yourself and feel loved regardless.

💙 Caitlyn-

Caitlyn is the type to plan dinner reservations at a high establishment restaurant for you. She spares no expense when it comes to showing you how much you mean to her. She wears her nicest dress. It’s something that shows off her figure, but keeps you wanting more until she can get you home and have her way with you. Cait’s gift to you is a large bouquet of flowers and jewelry that has your initials engraved on it.

💜 Sevika-

Sevika never really understood the hype about Valentine’s Day. She just saw it as another day, but seeing how happy it makes you changed her stance. Sevika likes to gift you new lingerie set every year; partly because she thinks you’re hot, and partly because that means she can rip them off you with less worries. Sevika would also buy a couple bottles of your favorite alcohol and order takeout from your favorite restaurant. You spend the evening watching trashy tv, making out, and getting intoxicated before moving the party to your bedroom for the night.

🤍 Jayce-

Jayce spent weeks forging a bouquet of metal roses for you. When you get home, Jayce has your favorite meal cooked and laid out ready for you, with the bouquet in the middle of the table. Jayce is dressed in a suit, and smiling ear to ear. He wraps you up in a hug and kisses your face. He lets you freshen up and wash the day off, while he finishes the last touches of the dessert. You end the night tipsy, full of laughter, and barefoot while dancing to music in your formalwear.

[skyeistrying]

can you do vi headcannons in a similar way to the sevika one?

♥️Vi HCs♥️

broken up into categories for general, romantic, and nsfw headcanons respectively.

safe for bisexual women, trans, and enby lesbians :)!

lower case is on purpose. not beta read, sorry for any typos.

men dni minors dni men dni minors dni men dni minors dni

general

her carabiner is on the left. it has the basics and a couple of cute handmade charms courtesy of her sister.

if she wasn’t an enforcer, she would be a professional boxer/pit fighter AFTER fighting becomes less of a coping mechanism for her.

i am not the first person to think of this but … she plays the guitar. she would be self taught.

she can sing pretty well too. used to sing powder lullabies their mom would sing.

LOOOOVESSSS HORROR MOVIES!!! she could probably go on a long rant about the history of horror as a genre, especially slasher films.

dog person. asks to pet almost every dog she sees on a walk.

she apologizes first after almost any argument she’s in.

it takes her 10-15 minutes TOPS to get ready, usually less than that.

smells like old spice and just her natural scent. very plain, but very comforting.

gives the best, most comforting hugs

sends streaks on snap.

romantic

and the world's best kisser award goes to…

seriously, she’s like a kissing god. gives the kind of kisses that have you weak in the knees. you get butterflies at the thought of kissing her.

every day before she leaves for work she kisses you SILLY!! like, you will be thinking about that kiss ALL day.

her giving and receiving love language is physical touch. no questions asked. she is constantly seeking your warmth.

she’s almost always touching you; an arm around your waist or shoulder, pinkies intertwined, hands brushing, holding hands.

if you aren’t keen on physical touch, don’t worry! she would be willing to set boundaries with you.

she isn’t very good at drawing but she loves to draw you in the margins of notebooks. tries her best to remember what your smile looks like and how your eyes are shaped, even for low effort doodles.

she is such a sweetheart. goes out of her way to get you flowers or chocolates, even when it isn’t valentine’s day.

will call you sooo many petnames. her favorites to use would be honey, baby, and sweetheart.

loves spooning. she looooves to be little spoon!! please let her be little spoon at least twice a week!!!

nsfw

She is almost exclusively a top, and she prefers it that way. However, for the right person, she might bottom once in a blue moon.

when it comes to dominance or submission, she mostly follows your lead. she's usually okay with either but will have moments where she prefers one over the other.

when she's feeling more dom, she lets you know immediately.

she has big hands and let’s just say she knows exactly how to use them.

sit on her face. just do it, please sit on her face or else she will die. sit on her face!!!!!

vocal!! in like, every way you can imagine! has the prettiest moans and tells you the sweetest things.

even when shes feeling controlling or dominant, she takes care to be gentle with you.

buuuut if you get her riled up enough she has no issue with a little man handling.

very experimental!!! down to try almost anything once.

hello dear anon! if you’re reading this, i hope you enjoyed. i had a lot more ideas for vi than i thought i would. i’d love to know if we have any common headcanons ^^!♥️🎠

my inbox is open for requests! i’ll write for any arcane character and have lots of other fandoms i write for too. i do more than just headcanons btw ♥️🎠

[gtgbabie0]

Arcane Masterlist

Violet -

Date night -18-

Aftermath

Winter morning

Tipsy kisses

Go sit down //Pregnant!Reader

Love all of you!

Needy //Werewolf!Vi -18-

Period comfort

Getting high together -18-

Bringing her back to bed

Interruptions

On duty //Lifeguard!Vi -18-

Lunch break //Mechanic!Vi

The big question

Giving it to you // Roommate!Vi -18-

Strapping it up -18-

Waking up besides your wife

Sevika -

Mechanical arm troubles

Sensitive -18-

Tender night

Ambessa Medarda -

Take a break

Comfort after the birth of your twins

Sitting on her face -18-

Caitlyn Kiramman -

Taste so good! //Vampire!Caitlyn -18-

Deaths door //Vampire!Caitlyn

Soothing your cramps -18-

Thunderstorms

Long week -18-

Under her desk -18-

Other -

Valentines Day Headcannons //-18- Sevika, Caitlyn, Vi

[aventurineswife]

Welcome to my Masterlist!

Here, you'll find fanfictions, headcanons, and maybe a few surprises along the way.

Feel free to send requests from the following fandoms:

• Roblox Pressure

Incorrect Quotes: (1), (2), (3)

Trick-or-Treating Mishaps! | Human!Sebestian Solace x Reader

“Good Luck Out There” | Sebestian Solace x Reader (Swapped AU)

“I didn't think you would actually fall for it...” | P.ai.nter x Reader

First Christmas with You | Sebestian Solace x Reader

• Obey Me!

Masterlist

• Honkai: Star Rail

Masterlist: (1), (2), (3), (4), (5), (6), (7)

• Genshin Impact

Masterlist

• ZZZ

Masterlist

• Wuthering Waves

Masterlist

• Love and Deepspace

Even Villains Need Sleep | Sylus x Reader

Gravity Starts and Ends with You | Caleb x Reader

Ma Meilleure Ennemie | Sylus, Noah x Reader

• Alien Stage

Alien Stage F I N A L Rewritten Ending

Missed Shots, Stolen Glances | Hyuna x Reader

Blink and You'll Miss Me | Luka x Reader

• Arcane

Masterlist

• OCs

Masterlist

🎃!Halloween Special: Shadows of the Night!🎃

Trick-or-Treating Mishaps! | Human!Sebestian Solace x Reader

Temptation Awaits... Or Not? | Siren! Aventurine x Reader

☃️!Winter Special: Frosted Wonders!☃️

“Where The Cold Can't Touch Us” | Aventurine x Reader

Under The Mistletoe | Aventurine, Dan Heng, Boothill, Sunday, Mortefi, Xiangli Yao, Aalto, Kaveh x Reader

Love, Laughter, and Mistletoe | Obey Me Brothers x Reader

First Christmas with You | Sebestian Solace x Reader

The Best Present | Aventurine x Reader

Secret Gift for Special Someone | Mortefi, Kaveh, Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice | Ratio x Reader

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas | Aventurine x Reader

A Family of Our Own | Dad!Aventurine x Parent!Reader

Under the Mistletoe, A Christmas Kiss | Kinich, Ororon x Female!Reader

In the Spirit of the Season | Aventurine, Sampo x Dog Hybrid Human!Reader

The Greatest Present Awaits You | Aventurine x Reader

“Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling” | Kaveh x Reader x Aventurine

💝 !Valentine's Week Special: Love Is In The Air! 💝

“The Rose of My Heart” | 7th Feb: Rose Day! | Agrenti x Reader

Through the Lens of the Heart | 8th Feb: Propose Day! | Xiangli Yao x Reader

Chocolate-Covered Honesty | 9th Feb: Chocolate Day! | Sampo Koski x Reader

A Heart Hidden, A Bear Given | 10th Feb: Teddy Day! | Aventurine x Reader

A Vow in the Starlight | 11th Feb: Promise Day! | Ratio x Reader

The Art of Letting Go | 12th Feb: Hug Day! | Sunday x Reader

Kiss of the Crimson Flame | 13th Feb: Kiss Day! | Mortefi x Reader

Say It Wrong, Make It Right | 14th Feb: Valentine's Day! | Ratio x Reader

(Read this before making a request! Also, Enjoy your stay!)

[nonadraws]

Caitvi

For Valentines day 2 weeks ago, terribly late in posting here haha 💘 I had been wanting to draw them again after Arcane season 2 and finally finished something after a few scrapped WIPs, even though it's a been a hot minute since the show ended but I still think about it despite all its flaws so better late than never. If there are any Arcane characters or ships you want to see me draw next let me know cuz I'm always taking notes 📝

Process and PSD now available on Patreon! Support me there for hi-res, process pics, PSD files, and more exclusive rewards.

Reminder to also join the Fadarios Discord server to get updates and art posts from me first before anywhere else!

[plumeria1]

Her Dream Gift

Masterlist

Note : Vi is in the spotlight for this second day of the Arcane Valentine's Day Week. I think this is my favorite post of this week dedicated to love.

Pairing: Vi x Fem Reader

Warning: None

Content: Fluff

Summary: You give to Vi her Valentine's day gift

For the past three years that you had been together, on every Valentine's Day you always wore a pretty dress, yet this time you surprised her by wearing leather pants and a white denim jacket over a purple t-shirt.

You surprised her by picking her up in a taxi after her day at work at her father Vander's garage.

-Hey, angel, what are you doing here?

-I'm here to give you your Valentine's Day gift.

You had a smile and a mysterious look. She knew you were up to something, but what surprised her was that you had come by taxi. You had a car and she knew you had no problem, so why didn't you come with your car?

She quickly moved on, far too happy to see you, and got into the taxi, kissing you quickly. She would have liked the kiss to be longer, but she preferred to wait until you were alone.

-Where are we going?

-If I tell you, it will ruin the surprise, and don't try to guess either.

She laughed, you knew her so well.

-I didn't have time to change.

It was true, she had just had time to grab her red leather jacket before joining you; underneath, she was still wearing her tank top with a few grease stains and black pants.

-You didn't need it. Besides, even if you were wearing a garbage bag, you'd still be beautiful.

-Do I have the right to ask a question?

-Of course.

-Why did you come by taxi? Does your car have a problem?

You knew she would ask you the question, sometimes she could be quite predictable.

-My car's fine, but I had forgotten that I had agreed to lend it to your sister for tonight. And I don't mind coming by taxi, it's not a long ride.

Vi slightly furrowed her brows but didn't ask any more questions; it often happened that you lent your car to Powder, so it wasn't strange.

The thirty-minute drive went by quite quickly, probably because you spent all your time chatting about your day, you at the clothing store and Vi at the garage.

You felt the taxi slow down and then stop in front of a small dirt path that led to a small clearing where Vi and you often went to relax.

-We're here, ladies.

You paid the driver and he opened the trunk for you. Vi got out, thanking the driver, and watched you pull out a large black sports bag from the trunk. You had just added another question to her internal search to guess what you were going to give her.

She offered to carry the bag for you, thinking she might be able to guess its contents.

-Okay, but don't open it.

You looked serious when you told her that. She absolutely must not know what was in that bag, or it would ruin the surprise. A gust of wind made you tighten your jacket around you.

-Come on, or you'll end up freezing to death.

You laughed sarcastically.

-Very funny, it's easy for you, you're a walking radiator.

-That's why you love me.

You climbed the path, and when you arrived, Vi was impressed. A fire was burning, on the floor, pillows were arranged on a tablecloth, and as she moved forward, she saw that you had placed most of the things she loved to eat on this tablecloth, and you had even thought to bring beers because you knew she hated wine and champagne.

-You did this?

-Yes, but I had help.

She kissed you long and hard, and you had to push her away because you knew that if you let her continue, you would end up being her dinner. You guided her to the pillows where she let herself fall heavily, making you laugh; she knew that doing this didn't bother you.

It's one of the reasons why she loved you so much, she knew that with you she could be natural and unfiltered. Simply being herself. And you did the same on your side because for her, as for you, the most important thing in a relationship was to be yourself above all, and that's how you were.

After a dinner full of laughter and a few kisses, it was finally time for Vi to receive her gift. You made her turn around while you blindfolded her, then you helped her get up.

-Why the headband?

-For the element of surprise.

-Why didn't you just put your hands in front of my eyes?

You let out a sigh through your nose.

-Because you are taller than me and I know very well that as soon as I take my hands away, you will try to cheat.

After a few steps, you stopped and told Vi to remove the blindfold. She frowned when she saw a large black tarp covering something she couldn't guess. She turned to you, curious.

-What is...

You pushed her gently.

-Go check it out.

She followed your advice and headed towards the tarp, lifting it under your hopeful eyes, hoping she would like her gift.

She stopped before she had finished removing the tarp, having lifted it enough to see what was underneath.

-No way.

She removed the tarp in one go, and in front of her was a BMW R 1250 GS Adventure. She had been dreaming of this bike for over a year but had never managed to save enough money.

Vi looked at you again, still in shock.

-How did you...

You knew she would be surprised, but you didn't imagine she would be this surprised.

-Happy Valentine's Day, Vi.

She rushed towards you and took you in her arms, lifting you up with a laugh. When she set you down, she kissed your entire face and ended with a long kiss that you returned this time.

-I can't believe it, you're crazy for giving me this, it costs a fortune.

You could see the joy in her eyes; you had never seen her so happy. She was right, that motorcycle had cost you a fortune, but seeing her so happy was worth its weight in gold.

You gave her time to admire it and went to get the bag you had placed next to the tablecloth.

-There's that too.

Vi took the bag and opened it, inwardly jubilant at the thought of finally knowing what it contained. She smiled upon discovering two helmets. One was obviously for you because she had promised to take you with her when she had the money for the motorcycle.

"Even if it's in ten years, there's no way I'm not taking you with me." That's what she had told you.

-Why am I not surprised by that from you?

-You didn't really think I was going to give you a motorcycle without considering your safety first, did you?

She had that tender look you loved about her, you thought it made her look like a puppy.

-I don't know what to say, thank you angel.

-I don't need you to thank me, you also gave me an incredible gift.

She had to give you your gift a day earlier because you caught her wrapping it.

She didn't expect you to come home earlier than planned, she was a bit disappointed to have to give it to you before the date, but you told her it didn't bother you.

When you opened it, you jumped for joy upon seeing that she had managed to find what you had been looking for for a month without success.

-By the way, for your information, you will be the first to drive it; no one has ever even gotten on it.

She took you in her arms again and kissed the top of your head. There was a question she had just thought of.

-Wait, if no one got on it, how did it get here?

-It's thanks to Ekko, he borrowed Benzo's trailer and brought the motorcycle with him.

-I will need to remember to thank him.

A gust of wind brought you back to reality.

-What if we leave now?

-Very good idea, I'm starting to feel cold.

Vi pulled you towards the motorcycle and got on with a smile before putting on her helmet, letting you do the same. Then she felt your hands grip her. Internally, she suspected that was why you loved riding with her so much, but she would be lying if she said she didn't like it.

You were enjoying her warmth and she was enjoying the sensation of your hands on her. With a kick, she folded the crutch and started, taking both of you home.

[alizha]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗-𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐

☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁀➴ 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗑 𝗍𝖺𝗏 | 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐

Happy Valentine's Day! ―୨♡୧― Please note this is the NSFW version of a Valentine's challenge fic I wrote! Click here for the SFW version if you're interested in some flirty banter instead!

Word Count: 3.8k

Tags: f!bard Tav with she/her pronouns, Tav's race isn't mentioned (but she isn't a tiefling), post-game

Warnings: NSFW, explicit sexual content, oral sex (f receiving), possessive behavior, wall sex

Summary: When Tav decides it's time to make things right by sneaking back into the Sorcerous vaults and returning a few stolen tomes, she gets more than she bargained for after getting caught by the new owner.

❖ SFW VERSION ❖ masterlist ❖ read on ao3

Tav really, really hoped she remembered the correct way to bypass the vault’s security. She ran through each trap in her mind, the puzzling order of steps she needed to take to get through unscathed. Stepping through the portal in the Lower City magic shop, she was instantly transported into the centre of the ornate, cave-like rotunda that led into the vault.

Blinking to adjust her eyes in the candlelight, she took a tentative first step forward onto the floor that seemed too clear to be glass, filled with mist and stars that might go on forever below. The air in the vault hummed with residual magic, the scent of dust and parchment and candlewax thick in the enclosed space.

In her arms, a precarious stack of heavy tomes, each highly valuable and equally questionable, threatened to topple at any moment. She had taken them weeks ago, back when she and her friends had snuck in to search for The Annals of Karsus. Lifting a few other books in the process had seemed a victimless crime at the time—she didn’t give two licks about Lorroakan, after all.

But then, Rolan had taken over the tower, and the magic shop and vaults as a result, and suddenly, selling the tomes to make a dime didn’t feel as harmless anymore. Tav had already put off sneaking the books back. Returning them, as it turned out, was far trickier than stealing them without Gale’s arcane knowledge, Astarion’s lockpicking, or Karlach’s strength.

She could only hope that Rolan was too busy these past few weeks to notice a few books missing from his newly-acquired and impossibly-vast collection.

Maybe there were easier ways. Maybe he would be understanding. Even though the man was a perennial curmudgeon, his sharp edges had somewhat softened in the time since he took over the tower. For some reason, Tav burned with unfamiliar shame when she thought about just handing the tomes over. It was ridiculous, to be sure, but she would rather just stick them back into their shelves without admitting what she’d done and wash her hands of the whole thing.

She shifted the books in her grip, wincing as the one on top started to slide forward a tick. Why did wizards insist on binding everything in gilded leather? Carefully, she reached for the handle of the first vault door with an elbow, trying not to think about the very painful ways Rolan’s wards could smite an intruder—

“Taaav!!!”

She nearly dropped the entire stack.

The voice that came from behind, sharp and laced with urgency, belonged to none other than Rolan himself. Tav whipped around, bracing herself to face his outrage at her being where she didn’t belong, and there he was. The bright ochre of his eyes glinted in the dim of the corridor, wide with—wait. That wasn’t fury. That was panic.

“What the hells do you think you’re doing?” Rolan hissed, advancing toward her with quick, stomping strides. His shirt, in a shade of ivory that fetchingly contrasts his skin, the ties undone below his neck, billowed with each step.

Tav floundered for an excuse, distracted by his appearance. He’d been making his appearances at High Hall in grand new robes, dark with a velvet sheen, befitting his new position. This was something else entirely, practically a state of undress for Rolan with the centre of his chest on full display, decorated in infernal ridges.

“Uh…”

Rolan grabbed her by the arm before she could formulate a response, yanking her back with surprising strength for someone who spent most of his time poring over dusty spellbooks. “Are you trying to get yourself incinerated?” he snapped, motioning wildly toward the door.

She blinked. This was not how this was meant to go. “No?”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned. “I reset the traps yesterday, Tav. If you’d stepped through that door, you’d be a very artistic arrangement of ash on the floor right now.”

“Huh.” She glanced at the door. “Good to know.”

“By Mystra,” Rolan muttered, exhaling sharply as he let go of her arm. “I knew you were reckless, but I didn’t think you were stupid.”

“Hey! First of all, rude. Second of all—” She held up the books, stomach fluttering nervously. “—I was putting these back.”

Rolan’s eyes flitted down to the stack in her hands, his brows pinched. “Yes, I was wondering when I might be getting these back.”

Tav exhaled a laugh. “You knew,” she said accusingly.

“Of course I knew,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. Had his frame always been so broad? Tav couldn’t recall. “Lorroakan might have been shit at cataloguing, but Tolna had some records of our most… precious tomes. And you can’t seriously think I didn’t notice you and your friends lurking about when I was manning the shop?”

She chuckles weakly, clutching the books like a guilty child caught with a stolen pastry. “I mean, you could have lost track of them. Is that so unbelievable?” she offered, giving her most charming grin. “You’ve got so many books, Rolan. An embarrassing amount, really. You were bound to misplace a few.”

Rolan’s unimpressed stare refused to waver. “Tav.”

“Alright, fine,” she sighed dramatically. “I borrowed them. With every intention of bringing them back when I was done.”

“You stole them,” he corrected.

“Gale put me up to it!”

“Tav! You’re the bloody hero of Baldur’s Gate,” he said, rubbing his temples. “I would’ve let you purloin anything you needed from the vaults if you had only asked.”

She pressed her lips together, failing to suppress a smile. “Aw. Technically, I stole them from Lorroakan, but that’s very sweet of you, Rolan.”

He let out a long-suffering sigh. “Give me those,” he grumbled, moving to take the pile of tomes from her.

Tav relented easily, letting him shuffle the weight into his arms as he muttered something under his breath about ‘bards’ and an ‘absolute menace.’

“Well, I did bring them back, which I think should count for something,” she said, shaking out her wrists.

“Count for something?” Rolan scoffed. “Sure. It can count for restoring my sanity.”

He was taking this all very well, much to Tav’s delight. Now that she knew he wasn’t livid about the missing tomes, his irritation was something she had come to learn could be smoothed over. She stepped a little closer to him and tilted her head coyly, dropping her voice to a honeyed purr.

“You know,” she said, peering up at him through her lashes, “you could stand to be a bit flattered.”

Rolan looked at the ceiling for a moment, as if asking Mystra herself for patience. “At what?” he asked flatly.

“I chose to take care of this myself instead of bothering you with it,” Tav said, gesturing toward the books in his hands. “Obviously, that means I think you’re a very powerful, very important wizard.”

“Yes, and you failed,” he said with a sarcastic smile. “I’ll thank you not to blow smoke up my tail. I think I would have preferred your bothering over scraping your ashes off the vault floor.”

“I would’ve been fine,” she said, waving a hand dismissively. “But I’ll take that under advisement and come and bother you next time I need to return something I’ve stolen—I mean, borrowed.”

He snorts. “Consider me grateful.”

“It’s the least I could do. Since you seem to so enjoy my company.”

His eyes narrowed. “Really, Tav. That fluttery-eyed act might work at the Elfsong or wherever it is you spend your time, but if you were anyone else, I’d have you properly punished for theft.”

A thrill ran up her spine, a warmth invading her chest in response to the low gravel of his voice. “Aha! So, you admit that you like me.”

Rolan huffed, looking torn between throttling her and casting some spell that would send her careening out of his vaults forever. “Come on, thief. Let’s get these put away before you get any more terrible ideas.”

Tav smirked. “Oh, Rolan. I only have terrible ideas.”

She was close enough to see his jaw tick, to catch the glimmer of something desirous darken his eyes for a brief moment. Something seemed to shift in the air between them—the cool, empty scent of stone and dust growing sharper by the second. It was a familiar sensation; she had felt it once at Lamp Light Inn and a few times since. Brief spats followed by charged moments in the backrooms at High Hall and the upper levels of Sorcerous Sundries.

Somehow, they had ended up face-to-face, the space between them just wide enough for the tomes in Rolan’s grasp. He was looking at her—glaring at her, really—over the topmost leatherbound cover. She let her gaze wander deliberately over the rather patrician set of his brow, the piercing eyes, his straight nose. When she settled on his lips, they parted in another short huff.

“Tav—”

“How would you punish me?” she asked.

He frowned. “What?”

“You said something about proper punishment,” Tav insisted. “How would you punish me?”

“That—that was—I was merely jesting,” Rolan stuttered.

She shifted forward, knocking gently into the spines of the tomes separating them and, in turn, pressing the other side of the stack into his chest. “Don’t give me that. I know you’ve thought about it. After that incident at the docks, for instance.”

“That cutpurse was practically robbing us blind,” he countered indignantly. “You were too busy stroking his ego to notice.”

“That merchant was thinking about donating goods for the cleanup effort. I had him on the hook before you scared him off with that critical scowl of yours.”

Rolan gritted his teeth, pointed canines shining in the candle light. “I didn’t like how he looked at you,” he bit out.

“No, you didn’t like that I was sweet-talking him. You wanted to scold me, punish me, didn’t you?”

“That’s not true!” he said, taking a step forward and shoving the books into her chest in the process.

Tav stumbled backwards slightly from the unexpected force as Rolan shrank back, a sheepish look on his face. There was a fluttering in her stomach that she was certain hadn’t come from the temporary loss of balance. And it was hard to tell, but the faint darkening in his cheeks seemingly indicating his flush of embarrassment made her head all the more fuzzy.

“Tav,” Rolan started, but she didn’t give him any time to continue.

She grabbed the stack of tomes from his hands, and he watched, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, as she dropped them to the stone floor with an echoing thud.

“TAV!” he half-barked, half-gasped in incensed shock.

Before he could no doubt launch into a passionate lecture on the proper handling of antiquated magical tomes of great renown, she grasped the loose flaps of his shirt collar and pressed her lips to his. Rolan let out a muffled noise of surprise that quickly morphed into a low groan. The sound went straight to her core, a scorching jolt like getting hit by lightning conjured by her own lute.

In an instant, the tomes were forgotten as Rolan’s hands curled around her waist. She felt something sliding against her leg, and she realised it was his tail coiling possessively around her thigh. Oh, he had been awful at hiding how much he wanted her. And now, finally, her poking and prodding had won out.

Rolan draws away with a smack, his half-lidded eyes glowing down at her. “Hells, this is really happening, isn’t it?”

Tav dove an impatient hand into his hair without regard for the neat styling. “You have to ask?”

She pulled him back down to meet her lips in another kiss, reveling in the soft moan rumbling in his throat. He invaded her senses with rich nodes of cloves and vetiver, the elevated warmth of his skin seeping into her as she opened her mouth to him. His tongue slid in a tentative stroke against hers, and she knew he was being consciously cautious of those sharp incisors.

“Wait, wait,” Rolan gasped, pushing with his hands at her hips. “You want to do this here?”

“It’s alright. This is a very secure vault, after all. No one’s going to walk in on us,” Tav said, flashing him a sly grin as her hands groped at his shirt.

He gave an amused grunt, his tail snaking a little higher up her leg as she pulled the hem of his shirt loose from his trousers. While she worked the garment up over his head, his hair falling in pieces from its knot, Rolan backed her against the stone wall of the corridor. The moment the shirt hit the ground, his lips were crashing back onto hers fervently.

She could feel his pointed nails grazing against her ribs as his hands ran along her sides, then down to her ass. The caution he was taking in awareness of how easily he could draw blood was admirable, really—not that she would care if he did. She was all too busy getting lost in the otherworldly warmth of his skin.

“Naughty Tav,” Rolan murmured between wet kisses against her jaw, trailing down her throat and over her clavicle as he folded himself down to his knees. “You were trying to get caught by me, weren’t you?”

Was she? Her face was flushed hot as she gazed down at him and the hungry look in his eyes. She couldn’t rightly remember. Maybe she had wanted that, deep down.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly, shuddering as his hands splayed up her skirt before bunching the fabric between his fingers. Her thighs were quaking beneath his touch, hot anticipation blooming at her core.

Rolan tutted softly, lifting the hem of her skirt to expose her legs. The cool rush of vault air against her heated skin sent a shiver down her spine. She gasped at the feeling of his fingers carefully pushing her underwear aside, and he cooed in appreciation of her conscious effort not to buck into his hand.

“That’s a good girl,” he drawled, blowing humid breath over her waiting folds and clearly delighting in the way her frame trembled in response. His tail brushed against her ankle, lightly snaking up her calf. “Keep still for me like that, sweetheart.”

A moan tore from her throat as he brought his mouth to her cunt, palms slapping against the wall. Rolan wasted no time, lapping eagerly at her clit, giving her no lead up to the sudden burst of sensation. Her hips canted of their own accord, his command for her quickly fleeing her mind, and his hands gripped her tighter to hold her in place.

His tongue was nothing short of sinful—no, magical would be a more apt descriptor. Alternating between broad, flat licks through her folds, then pointed and focused on her clit. Tav could feel her legs starting to shake, her breath growing shallow, her heart fit to burst as her body shifted from tensing against the onslaught of overstimulation to desperately chasing after that pleasure.

“Ah! Rolan—”

She delved one hand into his hair, her knuckles brushing against the protrusion of his magnificent horns. The wild urge to grasp onto them as he devoured her cunt flashed through her head. Experimentally, she slid her fingers up one spiny appendage, feeling the bumpy surface made of something smooth like a fingernail.

Rolan groaned beneath her as his molten hot tongue split her folds. She took that as encouragement to wrap her hand around the horn, eliciting another low groan from deep in his chest as his tail coiled a little tighter around her calf. As if in reward, his lips closed around her clit and gave a delicious suck that had her arching into him with a gasp.

“Oh, fuck, fuck!”

It was like the louder she got, the harder he focused in on her swollen bud. She was clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled, to gush around him. Sounds of her pleasure echoed off the stones, and some part of her thrilled at imagining her moans reaching all the way to the other side of the portal in the next room.

Before the heat at her centre could build too high, Rolan began drawing away, much to her disappointment. His mouth and chin were glistening with her arousal as he stood, wiping the shine away with the back of his hand. Tav could only lean limply against the wall, eyes glassy and chest heaving.

“You really are a naughty girl, aren’t you?” he said, loosening the ties of his trousers. “Coming into my vault, looking to rile up the master of Ramazith’s Tower under the pretense of returning a few books? Gods, you knew you had me wrapped around your finger, didn’t you? You knew how much I wanted you to be mine.”

Her head had been swimming, barely able to follow along with what he was saying, but the admission yanked her back into focus. She stared at him for a long moment, lips parted, the implications of his words causing her stomach to somersault in adoration. What was he saying? Did Rolan feel something toward her? Something deeper than desire?

“Wait, what—?”

She cut herself off when he lowered his trousers to reveal his cock, all coherent thought dissipating once again. Fresh arousal leaked from her cunt at the sight of his thick length, straining and hard from giving her pleasure. He let out a low rumble of a chuckle at her reaction.

“Is this what you want?” He gave himself a few strokes with his hand while crowding her into the wall again.

Tav nodded dumbly, reaching for the throbbing member herself, but Rolan lightly smacked her hand away.

“Use your words, sweetheart. Is this what you want?”

His cock was hard against her abdomen. It made her mouth run dry.

“Yes, Rolan, please.”

“Good,” he murmured, sliding one hand down over her thigh. “Lift up your skirt for me, love.”

With quivering fingers, she grasped at the material of her skirt, hoisting it up around her waist. At the same time, Rolan picked up her leg to hold her open as he pushed her underwear out of the way again. Tav’s breath hitched the moment the head of his cock tapped against her soaked, swollen folds.

“Oh, you’re so wet, Tav,” he breathed. “So wet and ready for me. You must have been thinking about this.”

Her eyes blew wide as he pressed into her, moving slowly to let her feel every inch of him, each infernal ridge along his length deliberately dragging against her walls. She whined as her cunt stretched around him, the slide aided by her slickness.

“Look at how well you take me,” he said, voice strained. He let out a swear as he bottomed out, hips meeting hers. “Like you were made for me, love. Mine.”

A wave of heat flooded her at the intensity lacing his tone. When he pulled his cock out to the tip and rolled his hips again, shoving himself deep with a long moan, her vision swam. He was big, filling her to the brim so perfectly that she could do nothing else but focus on the point at which they were joined.

“Yes, Rolan, yes,” she moaned as he started to fuck her, snapping his hips into her with increasing speed. “Oh—”

He buried a growl into her neck, his grip bruising against her thigh as he hoisted her against the wall. Unable to be bothered with continuing to hold up her skirt, she threw her arms around his shoulders, clutching at the wiry strength of his back. Her back thudded bluntly against the stone as he rocked into her, thrusting his cock as deep as he could go.

“Tav,” he groaned, teeth scraping against her skin and sending electricity ricocheting through her. “Faex, Tav. You’re so tight. I want you to cum for me. Cum on my cock for me, love.”

“Fuck,” she cried, reaching between their bodies to press two fingers on her clit.

Barely a few seconds of stimulation against the sensitive nub was all it took before she was shoved head first into her release. Tav tipped her head back with a moan, nearly hitting it against the wall behind her as she clenched hard around Rolan’s thick cock, still pulling in and out of her. He rode her through her orgasm, groaning at the feeling of her hot, pulsing cunt.

He let out a string of good girls and infernal swears as he continued holding her, spread wide for him. Tav slowly came down from her climax, the edges of her vision fuzzy, while her hips rolled weakly of their own accord. Rolan didn’t slow down, fucking her into the wall to chase his own release. She whined, nails digging into the planes of his back.

“Is this what you came here for?” he demanded as she writhed. “Is this what you wanted, Tav? When you snuck back in here with those tomes?”

His cock was hitting some part deep inside her that was so lush, she didn’t have the mental capacity to come up with anything other than to blindly agree to whatever he said. “Yes! Fuck, Rolan, yes! Gods—”

“Then, take it. Take it.”

All of a sudden, he shoved himself into her and seized, abruptly stopping his thrusts. Tav keened, feeling his length twitching inside her as Rolan came with a clenched-jawed groan. Hot spurts of his release filled her, and he shuddered before dropping his brow to her shoulder, panting.

Gingerly, he lowered her leg down, supporting her until her foot was steady on the ground. He slipped out of her in the process, a slight shiver racking through him at the loss of her heat. She brought a hand up to his hair, raking her fingers through the tousled locks as he pulled back just enough to meet her gaze.

“Hells, Tav,” he said between heavy breaths. “I mean it, you know. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this. But regardless of my feelings for you, you must tell me now if you don’t feel the same.”

“Oh, Rolan.” Her chest flooded with an aching mixture of affection and guilt. “I like you, too, dummy. I wish we hadn’t—you know. Not here.”

He shook his head resolutely, taking her by the shoulders. “Here, the tower, the bloody Shadowlands—makes no difference where. Because I’m just going to bring you back with me and take you again, Tav. You won’t be leaving my bed tonight. Does that sound agreeable?”

She hummed, lifting herself slightly on her toes to kiss him. “Perfectly agreeable. I am sorry about the rough treatment of your tomes, though."

Rolan spares the books a glance and rolls his eyes. "Forget it. We'll deal with them later."

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Alright y'all, my Arcane Valentine's Day Event 2025 is officially CLOSED ❤️🌹❤️!!

Thank you so much for the outpour of amazing requests and lovely messages, it's been an absolute blast reading through them, and I'm so excited to start writing 👀!

The fics will be coming out progressively over the next few weeks (the first one is already out!), whenever I can steal some time for writing. Since many requests overlap or simply fit well together, I'll combine them to make sure I answer as many of them as possible. That also means some of them are very likely going to exceed the planned 1K word count (current one is at 3K+ and still going lmaoooo 🤡), but I think that it'll be very much worth it 😛❤️.

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Time and Time Again (Ekko/Jinx - Arcane)

( for the last day of Timebomb Week! Happy Valentine's Day to these sweeties!!! )

Powder never noticed the envelope until she stepped on it. Lifting her foot, she squinted at the blue-crayon scrawl forming her name. The penmanship was familiar. Even more so when she swiped it, tore it open, and read the letter.

Dear Powder, it said. Meet me at the arcade by noon for a special surprise. Love, Vi.

First off? Violet already had plans until sundown helping Vander with odd jobs. And if she did have a moment to spare, Violet wouldn’t have informed her kid sister via a written letter left on the doormat. Second off? She did not sign anything like that. Too mushy for a tough girl such as herself. No sense in putting her street cred on the line.

And third? Ekko was a terrible liar. Luckily for him, Powder couldn’t say no to hanging out at the arcade, especially if he was there.

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