#arcane grayson x fem reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

No Amount of Wishes

|| Sheriff Grayson x fem!enforcer!reader

|| Warnings; injured reader (concussion/broken arm/coma), Grayson worried for reader and feeling guilt, hospital setting, injured on the job

|| Summary; Grayson stays to keep an eye on reader, only to realize she's got to go to work. Then... reader wakes up.

Requests closed!

Started; December 31th

Finished; December 31st

HurtCember2024; Day 25, Accident

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She didn't mean for this to happen.

For you to get hurt on the field. Everyone kept reminding her; "Grayson, it was just an accident. None of this was your fault." But she knew. She knew. It was her decision to send you out there. It all comes down to her in the end. Grayson was the Sheriff. She was supposed to be better than this- you were never supposed to get hurt. We really can't stop everything, can we? No matter how hard we try... beg the Gods. Nothing ever comes of it.

Grayson sighed, watching the steady rise and fall of your chest. You'd been hospitalized for a couple of days now, stuck in what felt like a never ending coma. Grayson couldn't bare the sight of you like this, but she hated the thought of leaving your side even more. Of course, she wasn't able to stay as long as she wanted to. The people still needed her. The city wouldn't rest just because you were bed bound. No amount of wishes could change that.

Looking to the clock on the wall, Grayson could see that her time with you was just about up for the day. This was the hardest part for her. Leaving you. She knew the hospital staff was good. That you were in good hands; even still. Grayson wanted to be the one to take care of you. She always had, it didn't matter how many times you told her you could handle things yourself. That you had it under control. Something, somewhere would go wrong.

"Grayson?" She had started to stand, removing herself from the seat. Her limbs ached, a sign of how long she had been sitting. It took her a moment to register your voice. You calling to her. At first, Grayson was sure she had imagined it. Her mind playing tricks created by her desire. Her desire for you. She still turned to look at you, just for the off chance that...

You were awake?

"Gods," Grayson breathed. Feeling a sense of relief run through her entire body. She rushed to your side, hand on yours while the other cupped your cheek. Her eyes never leaving yours, memorizing the colour and every detail. Assuring herself that you were there.

"I missed you," you murmured. You knew by the look she was giving you that you'd been out for a while. The fight you'd gotten caught in on patrol really did a number on you. The first was the broken arm. Having received quite the blow to your dominate side. Then a blow to your head that finished the job. You could feel a subtle pound that seemed to only get worse the longer your eyes were open.

"I'll always miss you more," the Sheriff murmured. Earning herself a smile from you. The hand that cupped your cheek trailed your jawline. Fingers ghosting your skin, sending shivers down your neck," the doctor explained that you had a concussion and broken arm. The blow to the side of your head was heafty, you'll be suspended for the next couple weeks until you've fully recovered."

Your eyes widened. Suspended? How were you supposed to spend your time? You'd get bored waiting around doing nothing. With a concussion and broken arm you'd be even more limited. Great, "yippee..."

Grayson laughed at your enthusiasm, or lack of," oh don't you start pouting with me. I may just have to kiss it away, you know."

"Oh really?" You smirked, glad to see that Grayson was in a better mood. You knew she had to have been beating herself up over this, whether the flirting was a way to hide it or not you weren't sure... but it made your heart flutter all the same," I'd take you up on that. First, though... you okay?"

"To be truthful, no. Seeing you like this..." She trailed off and shook her head, leaving you to fill the blanks. You had a good idea what she was saying. It hurt her, probably just as much as you'd actually been hurt.

"Gray... none of this was your fault, you know that. Don't you? My reaction time was off, I was slower, weaker. My opponent just had a better hand against me. But none of it comes down to you. That was my usual patrol line, it's not like anything changed from the normal scheduling. Just an unlucky day," you tried to comfort her. She did seem to ease, but not fully.

"I... suppose you make your points." She sighed, looking to the clock on the wall again. She was late for her shift by now, but.. if she's already late anyway, what's the harm in spending a few extra minutes with you?

[avaspornstar]

ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇꜱ ᴡ/ ɢʀᴀʏꜱᴏɴ ᡣ𐭩

— ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ, ᴛᴀꜱᴛʏ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ. ɪ ɢᴜᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴡɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪɴɪɴɢ.

— ᴄᴡ; ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴛʀɪʙʙɪɴɢ, ᴅᴏʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ ��1ɴᴋ

You had already planned out Valentine's day on your own, how you usually had to do with all your other partners. Cook them dinner, let them grace you with a store bought bouquet, and then your body would be some half-assed gift to them. It has never been different, and even though Grayson has taught you many things you never knew about love, you never imagined this would be one of them.

She came home, her regular bags under her eyes from exhaustion. You rushed to her, arms wrapping around her neck and pressing her body flush against yours. She lightly chuckled, returning the embrace and placing her head on your shoulder. "Happy Valentine's day, hun," You begun, excitement coursing through your body.

She pulled away, a light smile on her lips as she grabbed your chin with carefulness. "Beat me to it, huh?" You nod with a giggle, intertwining one of her free hands with yours. "You're dressed all pretty, are you perhaps in the know of something?" You tilted your head with a smile, slight confusion in your gaze. "Nuh uh, jus' made you dinner,"

Your exclamation had her eyes widening, watching you trying to drag her through the house and into the dining room. She shook her head, an awkward little chuckle leaving her mouth once again. "Dear, hold on–" You stopped in your step and turned to her, an eyebrow cocked. "I'm really grateful that you made us dinner, but I had something planned for us today," She murmured, looking down at you with sympathy and gratitude.

Your head tilts in confusion, still holding onto her hand, face drooping a little. "What do ya' mean..?" You thought she was just going to skip dinner, go straight to bed, it was unlikely of her but you weren't sure what else she meant. You knew couples went out, but Grayson was a busy woman, busier than most. You were suprised enough she left early today. "I set up a reservation at a restaurant, we could still keep the food for tomorrow though."

Your eyes darted around, trying to figure out if she was being serious. "Aren't you tired?" You asked gently and she didn't respond, instead coming closer to kiss you briefly. "Such a sweet girl," She mumbled against your lips, kissing you once again. "Wear a shorter dress with two braids, you'll fit right into the decorations, dear," A genuine smile comes upon your lips, giggling like a little girl and running to the bedroom to pick out an outfit and get dressed up again.

Grayson made the night mythical, a bouquet with your favorite flowers and wrapped perfectly, a dinner at the dinner place you've always told her about, and now she's taking you home. Grayson taught you many lessons about sex, she taught you sex was more intimate than you believed, that sex should be slow and sensual instead of rough and mean.

You bite your bottom lip from the inside in anticipation, wanting to already get home. She kept her hand lovingly on your thigh, not to high up, right over where your own hand was rested on your lap. The car ride was mostly silent, small whispers from her.

When she pulls into the driveway, you were already getting down from the car but she was at your door before you had to the chance. She undid your buckle, perching you up into her arms bridal style. You squeal, holding onto her. "Gray'!" She lathered your face in small pecks, basking in the sound of your giggles as she walked towards your shared bedroom.

Placing you down on the bed with care, she hovers over you and admires your figure. Her hand reverently traces the dress till she gets to the bottom of it, hiking it up to reveal your body. You whimper slightly, vision narrowed to look at her. Your heavy lidded eyes couldn't tear away from the way she hooked her fingers under your panties. "Going to prep you, baby, just stay still," She gave you a heads up, your hands running through her hair.

She presses against your touch, slowly undoing the tie of your dress to let it slip off your body. Her fingertips were light, hardly noticeable against your skin. Even the callous from holding her gun so often couldn't be felt. Her palms groped at your tits, feeing the warmth of the supple skin. Your little squirming, back arching to get more of her body against yours.

She tuts softly, "Patience, please." Her lips come to scatter hot, wet kisses on your body. She presses her clothed body against your nude one, lips sucks on the fat around your breasts and down your body. Her hands move up and down on your figure, breathing deeply against you. Your squirming is gentle, your clit pulsating against nothing. Your hand began to tug at her clothes, the layering and all, already feeling her bulging muscles. "Words, baby." She demands yet no force behind her tone.

"Can you.." You drift off when speaking, fiddling with strands of her hair. "Can you take off your clothes?" She kneels between your legs upright, unbuttoning her top and her belt already slightly coming undone. Your hips bucked upwards, trying to feel her jeans against your clit but failing miserably. She tuts and shakes her head, throwing the shirt to a random corner. "Told you to use your words for everything, dear." You huff, hands leaving her hair to grope her breasts, squeezing and cupping them.

Grayson knew everything that set you off, everything that had you begging for more, but so did you. The braids in your hair were coming out and your makeup was a bit smudged, her sight couldn't be torn away from your face. "Mommy please," You began, watching Grayson's breath hitch, her hands pausing on her belt. "Mommy need you to love on me." Grayson bit her bottom lip, throwing the belt elsewhere before shoving her pants down, body hovering over you once again.

You didn't hesitate to feel every muscle and curve from her body, hands on her hips and watching her eyes nearly rolling the back of her head. "Need mommy to make this all worth your time, baby?" She whispered against your earlobe, her hand wandering down to your needy nub. Her free hand tugged at your braid, rubbing lazy circles on your clit with the other. She felt your clit twitch, she felt your slick gathering on her fingertips. Your head was thrown back in nearly a moment but Grayson stopped when your gaze was averted.

A quick whine came from you, body unable to stop arching off the mattress. You whimpered, bambi eyes practically begging her to keep rubbing on you. You huffed when she didn't comply. "Wanna make you feel good but you have to keep your eyes on me, is that fair?" You hummed, a complain lingering in the back of your mind but not being expressed. "Okay mommy, promise, won't look away!" Her index continues to work at your clit, more precise this time. The craving in Grayson's veins was beginning to become apparent and intolerant, the need to have skin to skin contact. She groaned, watching your hole clench around nothing.

"Body is so fucking beautiful, baby," Grayson usually had clean language, words that weren't explicit, since she usually was better expressing herself. Yet when it came to moments like these, she slipped up, her own eyebrows furrowing as your half lidded glare kept still on Grayson. Your body began to shake slightly, an orgasm approaching. "Fuuucckk—" Grayson moaned out, her own cunt begging for something. Grayson pulled away right before your orgasm, eyes widening and whining like a child.

"Are you serious, Gray'?" Your body was still shaky, arm draped over your rosy face. "Did what you asked!" You complained. She cooed softly, hand cupping your cheek and caressing it gently. "Oh baby," She noticed the pout on your lips, the way you petulantly looked away. "Mommy's gonna make it up to you, wanna be on top, baby?" She murmured, her lips kissing the corners of yours. Your eyes lit up at her eyes, the tears that gathered from the lack of stimulation drying away and Grayson chuckled.

She laid back on the bed, nude just like you. Your frame stumbled over her, legs spread to feel her against you. You hesitated slightly, teasing her by not sitting down on her yet. "Fuck, baby, please," She looked at you, desperation in her tone and gaze. Finally, you sat down, your wet cunt placed against hers. Grayson's hand held onto the fat of your hips, guiding you to grind against her. Your lashes fluttered, hips stuttering as her clit nudged against yours.

"Just like that baby," Grayson encouraged, kneading the skin of your hips. You nodded, panting, "Mommy— shit, shit," You bounced against her, using her tits as leverage to go quicker. "Fuck, fuck fuck," She chuckled, watching you grind against her like a little puppy in heat. "Language, baby," You shake your head, moaning and feeling the squelching of your cunts being connected. "So close.."

Grayson held your hips when she noticed you slowed down, grinding you against her instead of you doing all the work. You spasmed, eyes rolling back and unknowingly squirting on Grayson. Her movements didn't stop, bumping her clit against yours feverishly. "Too much— mommy–" You moaned, dumbed down to nothing but a toy for her to finally cum on you. When she did, she held you closer, body flush against hers as she swayed her hips gently.

"There we go, fuck," She whispered, your face hidden deep in the crook of her neck. "Shower or bath?" She mumbled after a few seconds of uninterrupted silence. "Bath," You replied briefly, connecting your lips to hers with fervor. She returned it, holding you close.

[snakehatepage]

VI who likes getting called good bo- *gets fucking shot*

[holyprncess]

honestly im on twitter all the time i can make the most delicious twt links for all my girlfriends in any fandom i like

[llvrslutz]

𝙩𝙬: 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, (𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠)

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𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚, 𝙨𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙. 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚—𝙖 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙.

"𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥" 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚.

"𝗪𝗵𝗮- 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳𝗳.

"𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝘁, 𝗵𝘂𝗵?" 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸, 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿, 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺.

"𝘂𝗺, 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂-" 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱, 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.

"𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗺𝗲," 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸, 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯.

"𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆, 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱." 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗸..

"𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥."

𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙, 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣.

"𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙢," 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚. 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮, 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨.

"𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜," 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙮. 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙣𝙯𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙩, 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩. 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨.

"𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙨 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮.

𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙙 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮, 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙖. 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚.

𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 ��𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.

"𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧."

𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.

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"𝙈𝙢𝙝𝙣!" 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙨.

"𝙞-𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖-" 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙛𝙛.

"𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣." 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠, 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.

"𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠. 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙢. 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙.

"𝙗𝙪𝙩, 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙠.

𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙧.

𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥. 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

"𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧"

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"𝙢𝙣𝙜𝙝-𝙥𝙝!," 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙠 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚.

"𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝, 𝙝𝙪𝙝?" 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.

"𝙞-𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮." 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙠. 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛.

𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥, 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙖𝙧. "𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙄 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙪𝙥, 𝙝𝙪𝙝?" 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 ��𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙨.

"𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮." 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙧𝙮, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙩. 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙.

"𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙪𝙥." 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙.

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p.s, got a little lazy w/ ending lol

[dr3am5scape]

Late Night Subway

(Grayson x Fem Reader)

(For more further experience, can add music while reading…or not :)

Hey y’all out there! Am happy it’s a nice and cold day jeez. I want to let you know that I’m glad that I am able to make more and finding more people reading my stuff, including lesbians which is amazing 💜 I want to say thank you for loving my stuff.🤭

Enjoy reading this for today and be doing more hopefully next week since I’m off for break yay!

Gloomy night in Piltover city, their was finally an underground train station that was made for people to get back to their usual home. And one of them is you actually. A lot of folks was already home in their cozy bed, while you just got out of work and you were pretty much the only one there. The subway was dark and green, which showed in the atmosphere. Some of the lights were flickering and some weren’t but dim. The air was musty, thinking none of the workers ever cleaned down there. It felt like you were in Zaun already but weren’t. You just got off from late night working at the main area of the library in Piltover, wanted to go home so so bad. You sat on the bench waiting for the train to arrive….hopefully. This place felt unfamiliar like it wasn’t suppose to be this awful compared what it looked before. All cleaned and perfection. It would be packed everywhere during the day. Maybe this night wasn’t the right time to get pick up. It was now 10pm. You had this deep thought if someone was watching you in the shadow as you kept looking back and forth. Just in a few moments later, you heard someone approaching you. “Sorry to startled you, miss but it seems that no one should be here at this time of night. Where are you heading to at this hour?” The sheriff says coming from behind. “Um home.” You thought for a second it was a creep asking you for something, until you realize enforcers do check on others who are still around this subway area. And she was one of them. “Oh thank goodness I wasn’t the only one here, I was scare for a second.” You took a deep breath from all the anxiety you had. “Dont worry ma’am. It’s my honor and job to protect any citizens of Piltover. May I ask what’s your name, dear?” The big women says. She was pretty much taller and look pretty strong comparing to your size XD Which made you not focus on her question but her whole body figure, til you shake your head.

“Oh uh it’s y/n.” The sheriff smile in pleased. “Y/n, how lovely. I’m Grayson. As you might’ve guessed already that I’m an enforcer in case anything happened here. That’s why I came to make sure everyone gets home safely.” You form a small smile and blush appear on your cheeks. “That’s very nice of you, Sheriff Grayson. I do need to get home actually. I was just afraid something might’ve happened to me. But thanks to you,” you said. “It’s no problem, ma’am. It’s my duty to ensure city of Piltover is safe. Since I’m here, may I walk you home and make sure you arrived there safely?” Grayson says offering her hand at you. You nod, smiling as you hold her hand. “That’ll be lovely, Sheriff.” Grayson offered your hand, gesturing to walk with her as you two saw the train finally arrives. “Follow me. I’ll find us a seat somewhere.” You two walk in and sat at the farthest back corner near the window. The train begin moving on towards the tunnels. While looking through the window, you look back at Grayson, seeing her as she makes sure everything was okay during the train. She saw you look up at her, which made her chuckle and wink at you, as a way of flirting at you. You couldn’t help but lift the palm to your mouth as you turn completely red looking slightly away from her. Oh god.

Later on, Grayson sigh, sitting down next to you. You two talked for a little while to the point, you felt your eyes tired. Letting out a yawn, you tried to stay up but couldn’t. Grayson glance at you. “You seem tired, y/n. Why don’t you lean your head on my shoulder.” You look at her twice, while blinking to stay more focus. “Wha-Really? Your such a sweetheart, Grayson.” You nod at her sweet advice and lay on the side. The sheriff lets out a small hum, flustered by your nice words. Throughout the train, you two were in complete silence. An hour later, train finally stop for your destination. You didn’t know Grayson would do such a thing, which was carrying you in a bridal style, while getting off. It caught you off guard being in this sort of situation. You didn’t say anything but just let it happened. Towards home, you thank Grayson keeping you safe and warm around her. You actually wanted to do more of this with her. So you gave her your phone number in case. You gave Grayson a hug, not wanting to let her go for tonight, but didn’t wanna make things too awkward, so you pull back. “Thanks for bringing me home. Hope to see you another day. Stay safe out there, Sheriff and gets some sleep. Goodnight.” You smile waving at her, but startled when she let you go inside as a way for respect. “Me too, y/n. Me too. Have a goodnight, dear.” Grayson says before walking out and watching the night sky, thinking about you, with a warm innocent smile linger on her face.

“She does like me. Just as much I like her too.”

The end

🥺aww me next Grayson pls

[tqlepatia]

hiii!! I was wondering if I could request a Grayson x fem user bot BUT HEAR ME OUT OKAY the user is at the party where little cait “beat” Grayson at shooting SO LIKE The user is like a distant friend of the kirammans and catches the sheriffs eye?

I FOUND THIS CUTE SORRY LOL 😂

─ you cath her eye

The Kiramman estate buzzes with laughter, clinking glasses, and the occasional crack of a shot hitting its mark. You linger near the edge of the crowd, wine in hand, watching the scene unfold. Parties like this aren’t really your thing, but as an old friend of the Kirammans, turning down an invite isn’t easy—especially with little Caitlyn bragging nonstop about her shooting skills.

At the makeshift range, Caitlyn, barely more than a kid, stands beaming as she lowers her rifle. That smug grin says it all—she’s just beaten someone impressive.

Your curiosity shifts to her opponent, and your breath catches.

Grayson.

Even if she weren’t the Sheriff of Piltover, her presence alone would’ve drawn your attention. Standing tall and composed despite the crowd’s teasing, she smirks faintly and congratulates Caitlyn, her deep voice cutting through the noise with ease.

You find yourself staring, captivated by the effortless mix of authority and warmth she carries. Grayson crouches to ruffle Caitlyn’s hair, drawing a giggle from the girl. Then, as if sensing your gaze, she looks up—locking eyes with you.

For a moment, the world narrows, her sharp blue eyes holding yours. When she tilts her head slightly, her smirk softens, making your stomach flip.

Before you can react, she’s walking toward you, her stride confident and easy.

“Enjoying the show?” Her voice is low and warm as she stops beside you.

You smile, trying to sound casual. “Didn’t think I’d see the Sheriff of Piltover losing to a kid tonight.”

Grayson chuckles, the sound rich and genuine. “Neither did I. Kid’s got talent—hard to argue with results.”

She shifts slightly, her hands resting on her hips as she studies you. “Don’t think we’ve met. You a friend of the Kirammans?”

[liradee]

Late Halloween Monster AU Grayson??

just an old sketch i made of a prototype of a Grayson monster au

Decided to make a beta design head for a monster au where Singed makes Grayson into an undead being as well rather than just Vander becoming Warwick

[katz-rambles]

I’m on my period rn and the back pain is horrible for me. So how about arcane characters x reader who’s on her period and dealing with severe lower back pain because of it (could you possibly do Sevika, Silco, and Grayson. Along with whatever others you want.)

Awww, I'm sorry, Anon. I hope you feel better soon! Periods suck. Sending lots of love 💗.

I added Mel to this as well! I just think she fits this ask!

(Fluff, fem!reader, comfort, I think this is it?)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰

Sevika

• I feel like she knows what you're going through. She probably has horrible pain when she's on her period, too.

• She will get you anything you may need, and I mean ANYTHING. You want a warm towel for your cramps, she's on it, any type of medication, just say the word.

• She will massage your lower back to help you relax, and she's surprising very good at giving massages. So don't you worry yourself, she's right there beside you and she's ready to help with anything you may need.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

Silco

• He's, obviously, not very experienced in periods. So he may ask Jinx to help you out, or maybe even ask her for tips to help you.

• He knows the basics, so he'll get you some painkillers, along with whatever he can find that will subdue the pain until the pills kick in.

• Expect to be pampered. He'll treat you like a princess. Especially if you're in pain, you won't have to lift a finger if you start to feel any bit of pain.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

Grayson

• Such a sweetheart 💕. She's taking time off work to help you. She'll prepare anything you may need. She's the type of person to be over prepared rather than under prepared.

• She'll have you sit or lay in the best positions so you won't feel the pain as bad. She knows you can't completely take away the pain, so she'll be doing everything in her power to get rid of as much as she can.

• And, don't worry about doing anything, just relax. She's there to take care of you, and she will make sure to do an amazing job at it.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

Mel

• Probably the best person to help you with your pain. She's got everything you may need, and she can get it with a snap of her fingers.

• She'll have the best options for you, and you can choose what you want or don't want. She has tea remedies that can help with your pain, so you bet that you'll be drinking a lot of tea while you're on your period.

• She won't let you add more to your worries, so don't even start to think about work. She already got you the week off, and who's going to question the richest woman in Piltover?

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

[sevikasupremacy]

Hi everyone! This masterlist consists of all the request I’ve done during the Arcane Season 1 era. I’ll be making a separate masterlist when we get into the Season 2 era. You can check them out 🫶

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Sevika Letting You Win

▸ Sevika as Your Close Friend

▸ Sevika with a Tall Blind S/O

▸ You Wearing a Bunny Outfit | NSFW

▸ Worshipping Sevika with Nipple Piercings | NSFW

▸ Sexual Aftercare | NSFW

▸ Jealous Sevika | NSFW

▸ Sevika x SexuallyFrustrated!Reader | NSFW

▸ SecretFan!Sevika x Rockstar!Reader

One Shots:

▸ Make You Mine | Sevika x Reader

▸ Pretty Face | Sevika x MartialArtist!Reader

▸ Can Only Dream | Modern AU

▸ Always Waiting For You | Sevika x Fem!Reader

▸ Rivalry to Romance | Sevika x Fem!Reader

𝐕𝐈 ⁠♡

One Shots:

▸ First Appointment | Vi x Sensitive!Reader

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Grayson x Short!reader Who Has a Size Kink | NSFW

▸ Jealous Grayson | NSFW

▸ Keeping the Mask On During Sex | NSFW

▸ Grayson x SexuallyFrustrated!Reader | NSFW

One Shots:

▸ All For You | Grayson x Reader | Angst

▸ More | Grayson x Reader | NSFW

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Ambessa Deflowering You | NSFW

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Date with Renata

▸ Renata as a Soft Dom | NSFW

▸ Spanking their S/O | Grayson & Sevika | NSFW

▸ Taking Care of You When You’re Sick | Sevika & Grayson

▸ Cuddling With You | Sevika & Grayson

▸ Reacting To Your Maid Dress | Grayson & Sevika | NSFW

▸ Comforting Them When They Cry | Arcane Women

▸ Having a Plus Sized S/O | Arcane Women | NSFW

And of course, requests are still open!

[igotanidea]

Shower: J.T x fem!reader

Request: from the prompt list: "for sparring to turn into sex "+ "I told you to be quiet" + "they're gonna catch us" with Jason.

@parkjammys I'm sorry in advance, I know this is probably not what you had in mind, but I just couldn;t fight the urge to play and twist those prompts a bit.

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI!

A/N: It's written in the Ego!verse and can be read as a next part to Growing up

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„You got rusty” Jason smirked, while looking at Y/N’s workout simulation 

„Well, I’ve been in a cast for almost two months thanks to your older brother.” She scoffed brushing hair off her forehead. As if she didn’t know it took a heavy toll on her physique. She was panting after a beginner level program and absolutely hated it. It was like a cheek.

“It was NOT my fault!” Dick objected overhearing the conversation

“That’s just some poor explanation, Y/N” Todd mocked, making her clench her fists. “And you are not going to get back to shape and get cleared for the field if you keep it so easy.”

“Why don’t you cut your girl some slack, Todd? Even if she’s not capable of kicking your ass she can always go full meta on you.“ Tim muttered from the corner, too busy to look their direction while punching a dummy, but still not dropping the opportunity to torment his older brother.

“Oh, I am fully capable of kicking his ass.” Y/N panted “Right here, right now.”

“Is that a dare?” Jason lifted the corner of his mouth, his eyes glistening predator-like, eyeing her like a prey.

“Are you chickening out?” she pouted and tilted her head “scared of a girl, Red Hood?”

“Aren’t you scared of getting humiliated in front of the whole family?” he retorted taking a step forward her

“Do you want me to go full Ego on you?” he mimicked his movement and at the moment they were just standing in front of each other, inches away, their bodies almost touching while the other members of the family stopped their own workouts and focused on watching.

“Wouldn’t you like that, princess.” He whispered leaning over her, his hot breath on her face “I got some many thoughts in my head….”

“Do you two need a room?” Dick’s voice chimed in and brought them both back to reality. It’s been a moment since they were intimate (once again, the stupid cast!) and all they needed was a spark to forget all the surroundings and get lost in each other. But the audience was definitely not needed and upon Grayson’s words they practically recoiled from each other.

“Yeah.” Jason scratched his neck awkwardly “give me a room to pin her down.”

“Wouldn’t you like that” she laughed and it made him blush a bit. Shit. He would like that, but not with his sibling around.

“If you’re so smart and bold why don’t you go at me without using your little mind games?” he hissed clenching his fist. Fuck, he wanted her and if he didn’t start blowing the steam off that very second it would start to show.

“Promise not to go easy on me, Todd?” she spun around taking a stance on the fighting mat, facing him with that arcane look. He nodded, swallowing hard. “Then it’s a deal.”

“Wait!” Stephanie yelled “I’m opening the bets! 10 bucks on Y/N!”

“10 bucks?!” Y/N scoffed “so little faith in me, Steph! That’s pretty offending!”

“That’s all I have, y/n/n/, don’t let me down.” The blonde blew a kiss her friends direction and grinned.

“Ready you two?” Grayson rubbed his hand acting like a judge on the ring “set. Go!”

Neither Jason nor Y/N moved in the slightest. They knew each other too well to take  any sudden action, instead focusing on eyeing each other, calculating every gesture. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity she took tiniest step forward and the real fight burst out.  

Y/N took a slide and before Jason with his tank build realized what was happening she was behind him, punching his shoulder blades and making him fall forward a bit, but still not enough to cause him to fully loose the balance.

“Backstabbing, princess?” he smirked turning to face her and throwing a punch which she blocked easily, grabbing his arm and twisting it, causing him to groan.

“Go Y/N!” Steph yelled happily and that sudden exclaim distracted her giving Jason opportunity to put his other arm around her waist and lift her in the air.

“Let go off me!” she yelled, kicking her feet desperately, hoping to reach his knee or calf, which she knew were more sensitive and prone to injury than any other part of his body, but failed at that, instead ending up being held like a unruly kid, arms pinned to her sides. “Damn it!”

“Giving up already?”

“You wish!” Y/N was quick to come up with contingencies and not only because Steph was now literally biting her nails watching the scene unravelling in front of her eyes. Since it was impossible to use her hands, Y/N swung her legs in the way Dick taught her and not without effort wrapped them around Jason’s neck ending up on his shoulders, strangling him, cutting the air supply, waiting for the familiar patting on her thigh – sign of surrender. 

“Aren’t you a bit too cocky, Ego?” he hissed, trying to throw her from his back, squeezing the ankle of her freshly healed leg making her yelp in pain and loosen the grip.

A mistake which made her end up on the floor, almost losing the battle.

“That hurt you bastard!” she cried out, real tears showing in her eyes.

“I’m not falling for that love” he went forth and in a blink of an eye pressed her to the wall. Their chest touching, moving up and down frantically due to the heavy breath. Was it just because of the fighting?”

“Jason….” she whined, trying to push him away.

“Don’t play dirty.” He whispered into her ear

“ME?” she faked innocence “you are clearly the one happy to have me so close, don’t you, baby?” AUCH!” the girl screamed when he pushed her even more into the wall, his eyes absolutely dark “your family is watching….”

Fuck.

He let go for just a second and it was enough for her to use that against him. In the end he was the one who ended up on the mattress, on his back with Y/N straddling his hips and hands on his chest pinning him down and …. Well…. Feeling something there.

“You think you won?”

“I…” she didn’t get to finish the sentence when he flipped her over, hovering over, his  bodyweight not letting her to get up. “Fuck….” She muttered

“You?” Jason muttered, pressing his body closer to her, whispering in her ear, making her hot and needy and all red. “I can do that….”

“Could you please stop?” Damian muttered, rolling his eyes “why is it so hard to stay professional? It’s just freaking disgusting.”

“So, seems like I won.” Todd grinned, getting up, too proud of himself about making Y/N a flustered mess on the floor.

“I hate you, Todd.” She brushed off his hand which he offered to help her up. “You almost broke my leg again!”

“You know I would never do that. Not to you, Y/N. But Riddler’s goons wouldn’t have any seconds thoughts. You need to be ready for that. “ she turned away from him, angry “Hey.” He put a hand on her shoulder and spun her around “don’t be mad at me, baby….. You know I can’t handle that.”

“Y/N!” Cass called from behind. She was the one who was watching the scene most carefully from all the siblings. Therefore she noticed the slight limp and bruising on Y/N’s ankle and had to make sure her friend was good to go “Leg?”

“I’m fine, Cass.” She sighed deeply “Sorry for making you lose the bet, Steph. Great job, Jason, congratulations, I guess.” She raised on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek briefly.

Probably last thing he needed, since instead of making him calm down the fight with her, feeling her body underneath him while pinning her down did exactly the opposite. And the feeling of her soft lips on his face only fueled him more. He needed her. He wanted her. It’s been too long since he had her.

“You did well, Y/N” Dick patted her shoulder as he walked past him “I think we all had enough for today.  Let’s just hit the showers.”

“Sure….”

Y/N moved towards the bathroom, adjacent to the training room. She knew Jason never meant to hurt her, but once he got into his Red Hood mode, he was oblivious to his own strength. And while fighting she was his opponent, not his girlfriend. And she wanted him to not go easy on her.

But still, it was painful and single unwanted tear flew down her cheek.

She wiped it off, angrily and slowly started taking off her sweaty workout clothes. But before any of them could actually hit the floor,  she felt hands wrapping around her from behind and let out a gasp struggling against the grip.

“Sh!” one palm covered her mouth silencing her in an instance “it’s me, baby. It’s just me.”

“Jace!” she whispered-yelled turning around to face him “what the hell are you…..?” she cut off, her eyes widening and wandering all over him. He was naked. Absolutely naked. And absolutely horny. Ready for action and the sight of him being so hard for her made her let out a moan.

“see anything you like?” he smirked so full of himself.

“Jace….” She whined, wrapping arms around his neck immediately pulling him to a kiss, pressing herself close to him.

Of course, she wanted and needed him too. Maybe even more than he needed her.

“Fuck, I missed you.” he gasped, hands wondering all over her curves, not able to satiate of the feeling of her so close, being so vulnerable in his embrace, so submissive to his every action and movement "I missed you so bad, baby.” Those calloused palms dived under the hem of her sport bra, painfully slowly lifting it up, forcing her to put her arms up and let go of him for a moment. Too long moment for her liking as the second that piece of material was gone she clung to him like a magnet.

“Mmmm.” She whined, feeling his lips on her neck, nibbling softly on the sensitive skin and massaging her breasts, pinching slightly on the pebbled nipples.

“You gotta keep quiet baby.” He smirked, now playing with the hem of her panties, caressing so close to where she needed him “Thin walls. Do you want everyone to hear you?”

“Hmmm.” She muttered mockingly taking a step back entering into the shower cabin, getting rid of her panties herself, completely exposed and motioning for him to follow “Hear us, baby. You’re not exactly the quiet type either. Come get me….” The girl whispered turning the water on, the broad stream dampening her whole body and hair.

She was never hotter.

Those lust-blown eyes, slightly reddened cheeks, plump and kiss-swollen lips …. Her body was practically screaming to him, so ready for more. She was looking at him with that sexy, lustful, seductive expression. All for his taking. With one stride he was next to her, pressing her whole body to his. Closer, closer, closer. And yet still not close enough. Her soft and silky skin, her every curve, all for him and he was not going to oppose to that gift in front of him. Passion and love consumed them both, hot water and the fogged bathroom  creating the steamy atmosphere only added to those feelings an fueled them.  

 “Baby…. Don’t stop, please, fuck, don’t stop” her hands found a way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands and pulling gently, pressing his head and mouth to her skin. “I want more.”

“Did I hurt you?” he suddenly pulled back looking into her eyes “is your leg all right?”

“It hurts….” She whined, pouting and reciprocating his gaze with the saddest, softest expression almost begging him to take care of her. In a very specific way.

“How can I make it better?” he whispered, heavily, resuming nibbling on her neck, causing another whine to slip past her lips.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing…. be … be soft with me today.” She begged “be gentle, baby…. It’s been so long, I forgot how you feel.”

“I’ll remind you. “

“How will you remind me?” she gasped when he bit on her collarbone, hickey already forming, her core throbbing and feeling so neglected, aching.

“I’ll kiss every part  of your perfect body. I’ll make you feel so good baby. I’ll get you high. Let me.”

“Take me, Jace” she moaned clawing on his broad back, his muscles tensing and flexing due to her ministration “now. Please, baby, please, I need you. I need you so bad.” she almost cried, all the sensations overwhelming her.

“Are you sure? Like you said, it’s been a while. Can you really take it?”

“Yes, yes please…. please Jason, please, please.” Tears started falling down her cheeks, masked by the streams of water on her face and he was quick to kiss all that pain away, lips brushing over her jaw and neck, nose rubbing nose before he captured her lips again. She wanted him to be gentle and he was going to comply. Just showing her all the love he had, without words, purely by action.

 “I missed this.” he whispered tracing a pattern up her inner thigh, causing her to spread her legs slightly “I missed being with you like this. Away from everyone, just us.”

“Mhmmm.” She shuddered when his fingers found their destination “Just us, baby. You and me. I’m all yours.”

“And I’m yours. Tell me how to please you princess. Tell me what you need. Tell me how you need. I want to know all your little fantasies.”

“No fantasies. Not today.” She shook her head “Not here. I want it simple. Just lift me and don’t let me slip.”

“I won’t” he promised quickly catching up what, how and where she needed, grabbing backs of her thighs and wrapping them around his waist, pressing her into the wall for support, one hand on her back, the other in her hair, massaging gently, tilting her head to get access to more of her skin.

“IT’S COLD!”she let out an involuntary scream taking them both by surprise.

“SH!!” he silenced her again “I told you to be quiet! They are gonna catch us!”

“Do you really think they haven’t realized you sneaked in here the second the training session was over? Please….” She rolled eyes “besides, do you really care? Come on, you have me in the palm of your hand, baby.” She wrapped her arms tighter around him, moving slightly up and down to create any friction and make him take some action. Much to her delight it got her a groan from the back of his throat and she shuddered at that sound “I’m quite the catch, don’t you think? And you can do what you wish with that” her seductive whisper In his ear seemed to finally spur him on.

“The best.” He responded pushing  in. Fighting the urge to just go all in with one thrust, but remembering what she asked him for. And instantly getting the reminder when she writhed with some discomfort, nails digging into his back. He loved that sweet pain, but was still mindful that it indicated that she was pushing past her limits.

“I won’t hurt you.” He whispered, rubbing her back reassuringly, trying to help her relax.

“I know…” she hissed feeling him push another couple inches in “I told you, it’s been….. a moment since we …..  and …. Mmmm.” The slightest frown appeared on her face and her mouth hung open for a while whilst her body started getting a memo of how good it was to have Jason inside her. How perfectly aligned they were. “Jace…..” she gasped out, already wanting and needing more.

“I can stop if you want.”

“Don’t lie to me, Jason. We both know you can’t stop at this point. And I can take it. I promise, I can take it. I want you whole. In me. Now.” she arched her back, trying to take in more of his shaft .

“You have me. I….” he hesitated. Words were still hard, but he felt the urge to say them. To assure her, that what he felt was true and that he cared for her.  “I love you baby. So fucking much.” His lips found hers once more and he bottomed out with one more push swallowing her scream as her pussy fluttered around his digits so deliciously. She was right, he didn’t really care about his family overhearing them going at it, damn, he was fucking proud and bragging about being the one to make her feel good enough to scream (suck that, Grayson). But that little sucker knew that forcing her to keep her mouth shut would result in her clawing on his back again. And he wanted that. She was all his. Her body, her mind, her soul, her screams and moans, her actions.

Everything.

Jason Todd was one selfish and possessive bastard.

But still caring.

“Jace…” she panted when he finally let her lips go, allowing her to take a breath. Not that she was capable of breathing while having him like this.

“You’re good? Can I…..?”

“Just…. Just a second….” She wriggled her hips, adjusting to the stretch, causing him to groan.

“If you keep doing that I’m going to lose it.” He warned, squeezing her butt cheek.

“Oh, I am being tormented here. Forced, used, attacked from behind, abused.” She mocked tearily “poor little me.”

“Forced, baby? Abused? I can’t really see you opposing very actively.”

“Just move you little shit.” She laughed lightly, patting on his shoulder, urging him to start thrusting. And he did. Slowly, carefully. It was easy to get lost in her, but this time he was not going to rush that intimacy. They had all the time in the world. Eternity to worship each other. The external world might as well stop existing and explode and they would be perfectly happy just moving in that sensual, intimate pace, holding onto each other. Living in the bubble they created from their passion and love.

“I….” she whined, throwing her head back, resting it on the tiles and feeling the fire forming in her belly. At this point, her body was on fire and she didn’t care whether the wall was cold or not “I missed this too, Jason. Fuck, you feel so good.”

“I know….” he mumbled using the opportunity to kiss the exposed column of her throat moving towards her nipples, swirling his tongue around them, licking all the water droplets gathered there making her moan loudly “I’m fucking perfect for you.”

“Jace…..” she started moving against him, chasing her own high. She never knew that slow, soft loving could be so much better and more fulfilling than the rough, fast pace he usually set

“Hm?”

“Please…..”

“Please what?”

“Don’t stop loving me…. Just…. don’t …. ” shit, she was so close.

“I could never, baby. Just want to make you feel good.” He took a step forward, pressing her further into the wall and adjusting the grip on her back, making sure she would not slip.

“You are, but …. More. Please. Please, baby, please, oh, god” he didn’t pick up the pace but started moving harder on her almost making her snap “yes…yes, Jace, yes, baby.” She was no so loud there was not a chance those sounds didn’t echo through the whole manor. Most probably reaching not only the youngest but Alfred and Bruce as well.

Oh, well, that’s really (not) a shame.

“I thought I told you to be quiet, princess?”

“Fuck! Fuck! I don’t care! AH! Jason! Jace, baby, yes! Yes! Fuck! Please! God, baby, don’t …. So close…. Mmmm…”  

“You’re gonna come for me, baby? Right now? Can you be a good girl and cum on my cock?”

“JA…..” he didn’t give her even the slightest chance to scream his whole name, pressing his mouth on her swallowing the other part of it, feeling her body shudder and shake in his arms.

She was so fragile, so vulnerable, so sensitive and so overstimulated that even when he himself came, she was still clinging onto him. Not wanting to let go. Wanting him to stay, to hold her like that, to shower (pun intended) her with aftercare, attention, affection. She just needed him close. Not in a physical way, but emotional. And if he were to pull out and get out of this freaking bathroom, out in the world, forced to face it, she would lose that part of him. She wasn’t ready to let go of her emotional Jason. Not yet.

“Stay.” She begged looking straight into his eyes. “Please, stay.”

“Baby….” He kissed her forehead, slowly dropping her to her feet, hands secured on her waist, making sure her shaky legs wouldn’t give up on her,  holding her close.

“I don’t want to go there….”

“Now you scared they heard?”

“It’s not that… I…. I need you.Not the one you are with your siblings. The you¸ you are only for me” she brushed her lips over his slowly, gently “please…”

“I know. And I’m not leaving you. How could I?” he pecked her lips “but we can’t stay here forever.”

“Why?” she whined, hiding face in his chest and massaging his back “It’s nice and warm and spacious….”

“Don’t you think someone will take interest in why the water in this particular shower keeps running for hours non-stop?”

“hours, huh?” she smirked, licking her lips. She was so damn ready for round two.

“I bet it would be Alfred. Do you really want that?”

“No.” she looked down, suddenly ashamed by the thought of the family butler being a witness to their workout and forcing them out alongside with making them clean the bathroom of everything they may leave behind.

Jason kissed her temple briefly and reached behind him to grab a towel and wrap her in it, slowly helping her dry herself, smile never leaving his lips. She was looking so tiny and adorable like this. In her post-coital bliss. He wanted to remember that relaxed, peaceful look on her beautiful face.

Only when they both were dressed properly and somewhat presentable they dared to take a peek through the door, making sure no one was around. As fast as lighting and as quiet as the mouses they rushed to Y/N’s room, ready for cuddling and a movie marathon, but much to their surprise they had an unwanted guest waiting for them there.

‘You are both disgusting.” Damian hissed

“And you are here cause you wanted to say it to our faces?”

“Yes. Just letting you know. Oh, and… Y/N. You should know you actually made Steph win a bet.”

“What?” she asked in confusion, brows furrowing

“There was another. Between Brown and Grayson. She bet we would hear you. Grayson had more faith in your self-control. And he’s angry about losing. Good luck talking to him about it.”

“Oh, damn it….” Y/N whined, hiding face in hands, turning red.

“What was it that you said when I told you they are going to hear?” Jason tapped his chin “oh, right, I don’t care. Well, don’t you now?”

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

I couldn't think of specific scenarios but pls write anything for grayson 😭

Someone to Protect

|| Enforcer!Grayson x fem!reader

|| Warnings; Grayson before she was Sheriff, younger Grayson, bodyguard Grayson and noble reader, teasing, flirting, Grayson smitten for reader, hints at sex but nothing in detail, secret relationship, drabble, fluffy

|| Summary; Grayson catches herself distracted by reader.

Requests open!

Started; February 14th

Finished; February 14th

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Someone to protect. That's all you were supposed to be, so why did she find herself sneaking off with you? Why were there stolen kisses? Grayson couldn't even remember how it all happened. She was merely assigned to be your bodyguard.

You, who was destined to be head of your family. Practically considered royalty in Piltover. Your family was well loved and respected among the people, as were you. You who was charming, polite, stunning, having such a beautiful smile that seemed to just pull Grayson in- wait. She was getting sidetracked. Watching you smile and laugh about some joke someone had made, while all she could do was stand next to you. Keeping watch, making sure you were safe. That was her job. Not... whatever it this had become.

Something about you had her in a trance, you'd managed to break past her walls and wrap her around your finger. Grayson would do anything for you.

When your friend had left, you turned to Grayson with a smile. "Getting bored yet?" You asked.

"It's hard to be bored around you," her tone was smooth, that accent alone enough to make your knees feel like buckling. She always knew just what to say, just how to entertain you. Grayson was perfect, in your eyes; and you knew there was nothing she wouldn't do for you.

"How about we get out of here? Head to my room, have some fun?" You couldn't help but tease, fingers trailing her shoulder. Enough to make her feel a shiver down her spine.

"You know I can't say no to you," Grayson replied, following after you as you lead the way down the maze of halls. She was in for a long afternoon.

[avaspornstar]

PLEASE PLEASE MAKE A GRAYSON X READER VALENTINES SMUT FIC🫶🏾 I NEED TO SLOB ALL IVER THAT WOMAN NEOW

here u go cutie even tho i'm a little late

[shadybiotics]

T a r g e t p r a c t i s e

× pairing: Grayson x reader

× words: 887

× content: fem!reader, subtle student/teacher dynamic, implied age gap, suggestive, reader is pining

× summary: You are at the training range working on bettering your aim, but seeing you struggle Sheriff Grayson offers you her help.

[ A/N ] Something shorter cus i rewatched Arcane for the nth time and fell for Grayson all over again... Also i know nothing abt guns so dont expect this to be accurate or anything ok im just gay and horny for older women.

With the rifle securely in your grasp you focused in on the wooden target planks in the distance as the cold winter wind passed gently through your hair.

With one eye shut and a slight tilt of the head you took aim, and pulled the trigger.

A sharp bang echoed through the sparse woods but the bullet barely grazed the stand.

"Dammit" you cursed under your breath.

You were so shocked by your own amateurishness that you failed to register the footsteps approaching. Almost immediately you were ready to take aim once again and give it another try.

"Your stance is off" A voice stated plainly from behind you. In the same second that it almost startled you you quickly recognized the voice. Sheriff Grayson.

You didnt know she was watching the whole time.

"Im fine" You scoffed stubbornly without turning, not wanting to meet her heavy gaze. Instead you tried focusing back on the target once more. Rolling your shoulders you took a new stance until you felt a pair of hands sliver up yours that held the gun, making your breath hitch as the Sheriff took charge of the gun and you.

Grayson usually kept to herself and stayed within her own business, but with you, she always seemed so eager to help. To guide your ways. You assumed it all came down to you being not as experienced as the other enforcers, thats what you always told yourself.

She almost chuckled. "Oh is that so" Her raspy voice with a tinge of humour was right in your ear as she leaned closer to you.

But her touch only made you falter more. Her gloved hands made yours almost jitter out of nervousness. The woman was much older than you, and much more experienced. Definitely more experienced with a gun, amongst other things.

You have always looked up to her as the Sheriff of Piltover and head of the enforcer team, but you couldnt deny the feelings that sprouted within you quicker than you wouldve liked. Overtime, respect grew into interest, adoration into excitement.

With a firm grip on your hands Grayson guided you and thus the gun, straightening out its direction. All of the focus you cultivated quickly left the targets that sat in the far distance and instead latched onto Graysons touch on your skin. Your heart was pounding.

Her one hand kept the rifle steady while her other wrapped around your waist suddenly, making you hold your breath for a second, and pressed you assertively against her. Your eyes widened.

"Straighten yourself" she commanded.

Immediately you did as you were told.

Her tender yet demanding ordering you around, positioning you to her liking quickly took effect on you and made your core tense up with developing desire that you tried your best to ignore.

But for a moment, you wished she had grabbed you harder, dug her fingers deeper as she held you closer. Roughly pulled you to her liking. . . or gripped your neck tightly while-

With a gasp of surprise you were abruptly ripped out of your fantasies as she slid her thigh between yours, separating them and your feet. Grayson hand fixed on your hip helping you retain balance. Skin almost burning at her touch. Even in the cold winter afternoon your face began feeling incredibly hot.

"Legs apart"

God, you wished she had said that under different circumstances.

You tried your best to focus and not let your mind wander. She leaned her head closer checking the alignment of the muzzle and the target, her cheek grazing yours ever so slightly as she looked over. Her slow and controlled breaths contrasting your shallow ones.

This was insanity. She had to know what she was doing to you and you swore she would soon hear the thrilled pounding of your heart. You felt as though you might break at any moment if Grayson didnt stop.

"Take aim"

You tilted your head somewhat and intensely eyed the target, or at least tried to but your sight kept darting between it and Graysons hand, which still held yours. As you waited for her next order the older womans hand reached up without warning and gently tucked few loose strands of hair behind your ear. In that moment seconds felt like hours, the womans movements slow and deliberate. A shaky sigh escaped you.

Fuck. You shut your eyes trying to recollect yourself before your head became too fuzzy but you werent allowed no break.

"Shoot"

With your eyes still shut you instead put all your trust into her judgement and pulled the trigger without looking.

Bang

You slowly took a peak as you opened your eyes. Sight passing through the thin smoke leaving the barrel and onto the wooden target ahead now with a new cavity.

A perfect shot.

"Good job" She complimented proudly after a moment, still holding onto you for longer than necessary, before letting go. As Grayson stepped back you didnt dare to turn, scared to reveal how flustered you have become in these short but tense moments, but you trusted she would be smiling.

You dropped your shoulders, finally able to relax.

"And dress better next time, you shiver too much" She added half jokingly as you listened to her footsteps leaving your side. Leaving you hot and bothered.

[waitingandwishing]

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REQUEST RULES!!!!

Hii! I wanna start doing requests for people, so before I get any I thought it would be a good idea to write what things i am and am not comfortable in writing :)

Subjects I will not write about

- r*pe/non-con

-Cheating

-Incest

-anything NSFW

- racism, homophobia, sexism

If you request anything to do with any of those topics, you will be blocked

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subjects I will write about

I’ll write about fluff, I don’t mind writing things to do with mental health issues, physical disabilities/ illnesses either, I can’t promise I’ll get it all completely spot on but I will try my best!!

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I will mostly write headcanons since I’m not that good at fanfics, if you do request something and are unhappy with how it turns out, just tell me and I will try and re write it again!

Arcane characters I will write for-

Jinx, Caitlyn, Viktor, Ekko, Mel, Jayce, Vi, Grayson, Sevika, Felicia, Vander, Silco, au powder, Isha (platonic), Skye , Elora, Loris, Cassandra and Maddie!

I am unsure about writing for silco and Elora romantically, this is only because I don’t want to get them as characters wrong, but I will try my best, I don’t mind writing about sickness but I’m also unsure writing about pregnancy, I don’t mind stuff about periods, but I’m a bit iffy with pregnancy.

I’m also unsure of writing like character x character headcanons, but I will try to

At the moment I’m going to stick to writing for gender neutral reader or fem reader (if the headcanon includes it) but in the future I’ll write for male readers aswell!

You can request up to 5 characters at a time, I’m going to try and write one a day, maybe more:)

Thank you for readinggg