#claggor drabbles

[misswynters]

Big Bear

short drabble

featuring. Claggor x reader

a/n. ew this is celery (idk why i wrote this, enjoy my cringiness for claggor)

Zaun was always a city of noise, of heat, and of endless motion. It was a place where the streets hummed with the clanging of machines, the echo of heavy boots, and the constant pulse of life. But in the midst of it all, you always found peace in Claggor's company.

You and Claggor had always been close, but over time, the bond between you grew into something more. He was a big guy, towering over most people with broad shoulders and arms that were built for lifting heavy things. But despite his rough appearance, you had always known there was more to him. There was a softness to his heart, a tenderness in the way he looked at you when he thought no one was watching.

The way he’d chuckle softly at your jokes, the way he’d make sure you were always safe. You admired his quiet strength, the way he moved through the world with purpose. You could always rely on him, whether it was to help you carry something or to keep you safe when the world felt too overwhelming.

One day, you were hanging out in the corner of a rundown tavern, sipping a cup of warm cider to combat the chill of Zaun's weather. The others were nearby: Jinx, Vi, and the rest of the crew. However, you found yourself drawn to Claggor’s presence. He was leaning against a pillar, looking out over the others, but his eyes were always coming back to you, just to make sure you were alright.

You were tiny compared to him, a little more delicate than most, but you had never let it stop you. You often joked about how the rest of the crew treated you like their little sibling, but Claggor’s attention was always different. He treated you like you were something to be cared for. And you never minded it.

"Hey, what's up?" Claggor asked, walking over to you with that characteristic smile on his face.

You tilted your head back, catching the glint of amusement in his eyes. "Nothing much. Just thinking." You shrugged, taking another sip of your drink.

Claggor raised an eyebrow, stepping closer, his massive frame towering over you. "Thinking, huh?" He crouched down to your level, his eyes softening as they met yours. “About what?”

You sighed, looking up at him with a smirk. “How you’re so huge, Claggor. I don’t even know how you can fit in places sometimes."

His laugh came out low and rumbling, the sound somehow making you feel warm inside. "You’re the one who needs to watch out, not me. I’m a lot bigger than I look."

That was true. His arms were thick with muscle, and the biceps that you’d once admired now seemed to pulse with strength as he flexed them playfully. The sight made something inside of you stir. There was something undeniably magnetic about the way he carried himself. His physical strength, his imposing size, it was all so gentle with you.

Before you could think too much about it, Claggor’s large hand reached out, curling around your waist as he effortlessly lifted you off your feet with a single arm. The move was so natural, so fluid, that it took you by surprise, and you found yourself gasping a little. "Wha—Claggor!" You laughed, trying to keep yourself steady, your hands resting lightly on his forearm.

His grin widened, and he held you even closer, pulling you against his chest as if you weighed nothing. “Told you, you need to watch out for me. You’re so tiny, it’s like picking up a feather.”

You were surprised by how easily he could lift you, his big arms cradling your body like you were nothing. It felt both safe and dizzying, his touch so secure but also sending a rush of warmth through your body. He smelled like sweat, metal, and the faintest hint of something musky.

"You’re so strong," you whispered, unable to help yourself as you gazed up at him. His muscles flexed beneath your hands, and your heart skipped a beat.

Claggor’s face softened as he looked down at you, his eyes flickering with something deeper than his usual teasing. “I’m strong because I have to be," he said, his voice quieter now. "But with you... I don’t need to show off. You make me want to be gentler."

You felt your heart swell at his words, the sincerity in his voice pulling you in. You leaned in slightly, pressing your cheek against his shoulder. His grip on you tightened, pulling you closer still.

"Youre such a softie, Claggor," you whispered, your voice soft, barely above a breath. "Like a cuddly teddy bear."

Claggor's grin widened, and he let out a soft laugh. "Guess that makes you my favorite person to spoil," he said, his tone full of warmth. He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead. "You’ve got a way of making me feel like I can be soft and still be enough."

You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, and you let out a quiet, contented sigh. There was something so comforting in his presence, in the way he held you. In his arms, you felt small, sure, but you also felt like the most important person in the world to him.

"Claggor," you whispered, looking up at him through your lashes. “You really know how to make a girl feel special, don’t you?”

His gaze softened, and he leaned in, his lips brushing lightly against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. The connection was so tender, so full of quiet affection, that you almost didn’t want it to end. But when it did, Claggor pulled back just slightly, his thumb brushing against your cheek.

“I don’t have to try too hard, do I?” he teased, his voice low, warm, and full of affection.

“No,” you said softly, reaching up to touch his jaw, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingers. “You never have to try too hard.”

His gaze darkened just a little, his hand sliding to the back of your neck as he pulled you closer again. This kiss was deeper, slower, and it left you breathless. You couldn’t help but melt into it, feeling his strong arms around you, his body pressing you close in a way that made you feel safe and cared for.

When he pulled back, he smiled at you again, a soft, loving smile that melted your heart. “I’ll always be here, y’know. To keep you safe, to make you feel special.”

You smiled up at him, your heart racing. “Of course, Claggor. I know.”

And in that moment, you didn’t need anything more than the quiet certainty that he would always be by your side, his strength and tenderness a perfect balance for your own quieter nature. In his arms, you had everything you needed. His love, his strong arms and most importantly his wonderful big heart.

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[poisonedpowder]

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[gingerpines]

teen!caitvi AU drabble based on this art by me!

warning: i am not a writer! and english isn’t my first language! i hope this still makes sense :) its a bit messy its not very well explained sometimes but i hope i got the point across! enjoy!

Ekko was sent by benzo to deliver things at jayce’s workshop and vi and claggor join because ekko’s quite young to go on his own anyways, vi is like, acting as the bodyguard and shes looking all tough and mysterious making sure ekko is okay constantly

they knock and stand at the door, vi staying behind ekko to look around and jayce is like come in! bc they have quite a lot of things and while vi stands back still cautious, she completely drops her tough demeanor when she sees young cait tinkering with some of jayce’s stuff, goggles on. Vi tries to be discreet but her eyes keep darting back at Cait while ekko and jayce conclude business, claggor catches vi but doesnt say anything, and cait comes towards them, taking the goggles off, a big smile on her face.

"Nice to meet you all!" she goes in her thick british accent and she offers a handshake to Vi who doesnt know what to do with that so she kinda blushes and stares at cait, cait going "I’m Caitlyn!" and, embarrassed and flustered, vi just frowns and doesnt say anything, sorta turning around and caitlyn takes that VERY personally and from that point on she’s got beef with her and Vi kinda regrets how stupid she acted but tries not to think about it too much.

now everytime ekko has business in piltover, vi INSISTS on joining, saying its for safety but really its in the hopes she’ll run into caitlyn again. one time at a fair, benzo has a booth to sell things in piltover and ekko runs it, naturally, vi and the other kids join, Jayce and Caitlyn visit the booth and when cait sees Vi she just turns her head away with a frown, still upset at their last interaction and refusing to look at her, and Vi decides to tease her and ask about what theyre doing here. Cait kinda ignores her at first but ends up yapping about jayce’s and her’s latest experiments and shes talking sooo much and vi listens to all of it and when cait realized shes been talking too much they both kinda laughs and then jayce says they have to go so they leave and they smile at each other

throughout the fair Cait tries to “accidentally” walk in front of ekko’s booth again, and when she does, Vi is gone and she asks Ekko where she went and ekko shrugs, cait keeps walking around until she sees Vi walk around and cait joins her and they just kinda tease each other and argue the whole day but in a cute way but they both try to pretend they dont like the other bc they have such different lives and vi keeps calling cait entitled but she doesnt even mean it. From then on, Vi starts sneaking out to meet Cait outside her gate, but she has no idea how to get her attention, so she kinda sits there in the rain for a while until one of the dog starts barking, waking, thankfully, only Caitlyn up who looks out her bedroom window and goes outside to see little wet puppy vi standing at the gate and trying to make up an excuse as to why shes here like jayce forgot a tool from ekko and it was just easier to get it to her house instead and they end up talking until so late even tho its freezing outside, the gate still separating them, like the wall that socially separates them.

they start meeting up almost every week, like clockwork, outside of Cait’s house to talk, and for Cait to yap about things she likes while Vi listens. one day, Cassandra catches them and forbids Cait to see Vi again. They both cry themselves to sleep and Vander notices Vi’s change in mood after that, and asks her about it. she tells him everything and apologizes for lying and sneaking out but vander isnt upset, he hugs her and tells her theyre going to figure it out.

Vander decides to go talk to Cassandra at the next Piltover-Zaun event, Vi standing shyly behind Vander’s leg, Caitlyn standing straight next to Cassandra, both girls so excited to see each other again even tho its weird and awkward with their parents talking in front of them, Cassandra listens to Vander who’s putting on The Charm™️ and she eventually sighs and allows them to see each other bc she sees Vi isnt a menace

that day they both walk around Piltover, often almost holding hands but theyre too shy so they don’t, but Vi wants to show Cait she likes her but she doesnt know how to because they shouldnt and also because she doesnt know how to show love in a way that Caitlyn would understand. they walk around and its comfortably quiet this time, even tho theyre used to yapping and yapping for hours but this time they just want each other’s presence. at one point they walk through a tiny crowd and theres a small group of Zaunites laughing at them, at the contrast between their clothes and demeanors and they hear one of the boys call Caitlyn and a not-so-nice words like stuck up or worse, Vi isn’t even sure but she immediately knocks him down in one punch and Cait has absolutely no idea what to do or say but she then grabs Vi’s hand and they run away, when theyre safe away from that crowd, Caitlyn gets SOOO mad in her little british accent and Vi just sits, knuckles bloody, listening to Cait lecture her.

Eventually, cait calms down and looks down at Vi’s hands and sighs, starting to unwrap her bandages to check her wound muttering “You are such an idiot, Violet.” and Vi just smiles as Cait cleans her wounds.

bonus:

cait begging her mom to let her bring vi to one of the shooting tournaments and Vi joins and they have so much fun and cait lets vi try out her rifle and shes so bad and they laugh and caitlyn teaches her and theyre having a moment but cait’s parents interrupt and theyre blushing and being silly teenagers with a crush and they dont know how to deal with it. cait is definitely the one to fall first even tho she represses it bc vi is from zaun and thats not how she was raised, but she becomes closer with vi and vi realizes wayyyyy too late that she has a massive crush and also that cait is not being slick about it in the slightest. she talks about it with vander at the last drop she sits at the counter with her head in her hands like ughhhhhh i hate having a crush its so stupid and vander laughs

thank u for reading :))

[white-wolf-buckaroo]

The last drop in The Last Drop🍺✨

Here is my self indulging fic set in the Arcane series because I miss Vander a lot and I need to cope with the ending somehow -> Basically a fic where I add an og character (a little girl named Luna) who becomes Vander's fifth adopted child (shoutout to the single dad of the year)

Disclaimer: I haven't played LOL and english isn't my first language, so yeah, and oh I've got daddy issues (reason for which I'm writing this lol)

Mi main Masterlist: here!

Pre-Act 1.1

It's alright, little one

Luna liked Vander's hands. They made her feel safe. He made her feel safe

She's got us now

The Last Drop was a loud place, and Vander's kids were also loud, but Luna slowly begins to fit in within the chaos with her new family

You're not by yourself anymore, Lu

Luna has nightmares, but Vander will always be there for her. She just has to learn that.

I like being close to you

Luna likes to hang out behind the counter because she likes being close to Vander.

It's nice to make new friends

Luna meets Ekko for the first time.

We're having a game night!

When Vander realizes Luna is scared of thunderstorms, he thinks of something to help distract her from the next storm.

To protect something precious one must be willing to do anything

As Luna keeps Vander company while he cleans up for the night, an unexpected visitor arrives: a man with a long coat, black hair, and a scarred eye.

And I'll keep choosing you, every single day

Vander had been called many things in his life, but no one had ever said 'Dad' to him. Until now.

You're my family. Every single one of you.

Mylo, Vi and Claggor get frustrated because they are grounded for a week, and they get angry because Vander doesn't seem to get as angry with Powder and Luna when they do wrong. It's time for him to remind them that he doesn't have any favourites (this one follows directly the one shot/chapter before "And I'll keep choosing you, every single day").

This is somethin' special, kid

On a rare sunny day in the Lanes, all the kids go outside to have fun and play, but not Luna. She stays in the basement all day working on a super secret project that she reveals at the end of the day to her family.

Takes one to know one

Luna makes a new friend, except he isn't from the Lanes, but from Piltover. A boy named Seb.

... more to come!

Drabbles pre Act 1.1.

Told you sprinkles are important!

Vander, Powder and Luna bake Vi a birthday cake.

'Guess the tooth fairy knows her stuff

About a tooth fairy named Claggor.

He's so going to kill us

Luna tags along Vi and Claggor to complete an assignment for Vander, however, she loses them and ends up alone (scaring the sh*t out of her siblings and dad).

... more to come!

Act 1.1

I’ll still fight every day. For them.

Vander wakes up after being taken by Singed for his experiments.

... more to come!

If you have any requests or want to see something happen let me know! I do have a few things mapped out, but as this is a very self indulging fic, I'll probably don't follow a concrete order posting (maybe one day I post a one shot set when they were all kids and the next day one set in season 2, idk depends on the mood ig)

Tell me if you want to be tagged!

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• Canon Character x M!Reader

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• Canon Character x Canon Character

• Romantic, platonic, or familial pairings

• Crack

• Light NSFW

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• Fluff

• Any combo of those three

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• AUs

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• Jayvik x Reader

• Jayvik

• Timebomb (Ekko x Jinx)

• Silco x Reader

• Vander x Reader

• Vanco/Zaundads

• Vanco/Zaundads x Reader

• Claggor x Milo (Really wanna explore their dynamic)

• Steb x Reader

• Isha & Jinx

• Silco & Jinx

• Timebomb & Isha

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• Sevika & Jinx & Isha

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[tofulune]

༻skin/flesh/beating hearts

i. SKIN (down to the roots)

ii. FLESH (all that i am)

iii. BEATING HEARTS (new beginnings)

—"Darling, did you mean free from me?"

Vi x F!Reader

Synopsis: You live underneath Vi’s ribcage as a squiggly, fading stick-and-poke Vi had pressured you into doing.

OR

A series of drabbles in which Vi copes with the loss of her first love (you).

Tags: [1,122 Words], First Love, Tattooing, Petty Arguments, Cuddling

You live underneath Vi’s ribcage as a squiggly, fading stick-and-poke Vi had pressured you into doing for her.

She never thought you’d actually do it until your shaky hands found its way onto the needle. Vi remembers the quivers with each stroke and the pain hidden behind her amusement for your careful gaze.

It’s amusing to Vi.

“I don’t know why you’re making me do this…” You mumble out.

A secret part of her relishes in the moments where you fuss over her, when you're careful with her. She smirks when you’re not looking.

Even though she’s upset at you right now, one look at you and Vi wants to promise you the world.

“I’m just so…mad! Like, don’t you ever get tired of it?” Vi says and her ribs puff out with each angry sigh she lets out much to your alarm, your eyebrows furrowing in concern as you try to smooth the skin taut again. You scold Vi, but she keeps talking as if waving you off. “That enforcers can just do whatever they want to us because of where we come from?”

“I thought you said we’d stop talking about this.”

“Not until I understand what your problem is.”

This morning, the two of you got in a fight about a job Vi heard about from Little Man. Vi, you, and the others were supposed to be packed and ready to go by tonight, but when you found out the job was in the heart of Piltover you and Vi started to argue which ended up in you guys not heading out anymore.

Now, Vi did not care about what anyone else thought. If Mylo or Claggor had anything to say about a job she’d tell them to suck it up and keep on.

With you it’s different.

She could probably keep on without you…for a little bit anyway. The thing is, that unlike Mylo and Claggor who follow Vi trying to catch up, you plant your stubborn feet into the floor and not too long later Vi’s ego comes running back after you, upset and all.

Safe to say, even if she did leave she wouldn’t even have made it out the door.

You take the needle back huffing and furrowing your brows at Vi and Vi immediately shuts her mouth and holds your wrist keeping the needle there with a determined look on her face.

It’s quiet a moment.

“Tell me your greatest dream.” Vi says still a bit angry, but you can tell she tried to soften her voice.

“My greatest dream?” You reply, raising a brow, confused at the sudden change of topic. Your hand relaxes though and you resume the tattoo on the second loop of the letter in your name.

“It could be anything.”

Vi watches you carefully and attentively as if she’s ready to ingrain your words to memory.

You’re still quiet as a mouse.

Vi grumbles sighing thinking you might not want to talk. Vi looks away with a small frown on her lips though her brows remain furrowed.

You pause the tattoo and sit up a bit. Your eyes wander around the room before a slight sheepish smile appears on your lips. Vi notices it, confused a bit.

“It’s silly…”

Vi’s own small smile appears at your shyness. Did your greatest dream have something to do with…her?

“I won’t judge.”

The room is tense as you stare at Vi, gnawing at your bottom lip before sighing and giving in.

The way you look at Vi makes the butterflies in her stomach flutter. She hopes she’s not blushing as she tries her best to have a neutral face.

“…A princess.”

“Huh…?”

Vi snorts thinking it was some sort of joke and she laughs, which was a mistake because her rib aches and she holds your name (or at least half of it) with a groan.

“I mean it…!” You smile rolling your eyes chuckling at Vi’s agony, the atmosphere becoming a lot less tense. “I really do think it’d be nice to be a princess…”

Vi grimaces as she looks back at you slowly laying on her pillows again. You pull her skin taut and start working on your name again.

“Sure, but why a princess?” She shrugs.

“Well…we always scale those tall buildings when we head topside. Maybe I’d like to be inside one day. High ceilings and all.”

You pause, just taking in the sounds of Vi’s small breaths whenever you poke at her.

“I mean, Piltover looks like a fairytale compared to Zaun. I spent all my life looking up at what could be.” You decide to say.

“Then…I guess that makes sense.” And Vi means it.

When Vi looks at you, you were the perfect princess. She wants that for you and she imagines that for you. You, in a castle with a crown of jewels and clothes that weren’t worn out or faded.

Vi smiles before snorting. “There’s not really an opportunity to be a princess down here.”

“Well…I like being down here with you.”

You say it as if you were wondering if it was such a crime to want to be with Vi. To be safe under Vander’s protection. You two were still just teenagers, you understood that much.

Vi smiles. Though she loves the feeling she gets in her heart when she hears it, she never understood until later that this is enough for you.

She supposes that’s where you two were opposites.

You and Vi were always a push and pull with each other.

You were steady and she would always rock the boat, yet you both were too stubborn to see the other’s side.

You lift the needle off of Vi’s ribs staring at her.

You two were so upset with each other.

Yet there was your name like a promise.

In squiggly black ink is your name, carved into her ribcage.

You don’t move when Vi then takes your hand holding it against her cheek as she closes her eyes.

Vi’s love felt like a curse sometimes. The shield and the blade all at once.

Vi loved so hard sometimes it felt as though you were suffocating.

But someone like you who’s parents are always working in the factories, who didn’t have a brigade like Vi did, her love was all you’ve ever known and you were selfish with it.

“First thing tomorrow morning we’ll go to the penthouse in Piltover.” You say softly laying down and resting your head on Vi’s shoulder.

Vi’s eyes perk up a bit and she raises a brow.

“You think it’s a good idea?”

You nod, “I trust you.”

Though you and Vi had your differences, the love was there. That much was known.

[cauldron-of-oddities]

Ekko making jewelry out of his owl feathers as presents for his 'pretty bird'

May turn into a drabble at some point as I seem terribly prone to that. 

@youmaycallmeyourhighness hope you enjoy these little headcanons.

Jewellery for his pretty bird 

He gets the idea when she's about to turn 13

He’s in half a panic, yeah sure she always seems happy with the gifts he finds for her, but this year has to be special. 

Usually, he would get her some really nice materials to work with or a pretty stone or two. Now, that's not enough. 

He remembers how enamoured she seemed with his feathers and decides to combine the two.

He's a full year ahead of her and so has had his first moult. His mother nabs a feather and gets a bit mushy about her boy growing up. His dad joins in, and Ekko is horribly embarrassed, but he likes people happy, especially his family and friends, so, ok, yeah, he can deal with his parents cooing over him. 

"Such a handsome boy you are”

His father teased him, soon he'd fly the nest, and he'd charm all the girls with that pretty plumage. 

“Hush you, there's only one girl.”

"Mom! She's my friend”

“You didn't need to ask who we meant, though.” his father chortled. 

When she comes by Benzo's shop to ask for some replacement parts for the taps. He's busy trying to get a stubborn wing feather out, and his beak is not doing the trick. Her long fingers pluck it out gently. 

Shyly she asks if she can keep it. It's gorgeous and a soft sort of smoothness to it, and she keeps running her fingers over it and against her cheeks, zoning out for a bit as she gets lost in the feeling. So he knows she likes his feathers.

He also knows touch grounds her, so he figures it can be a stress reliever, so something she can fiddle with and keep with her. 

His first attempts at making a piece didn't go well. He breaks multiple feathers. The stem of the feather is definitely not like metal. 

He makes 3 pieces eventually that year.

An earring set with a shiny cog blue beads and a long flight feather for her birthday.

A bracelet with little fluffy feathers, this one is made of string that looks like a mini boa is wrapped around her wrist. Makes it for her first moult. He asks if he can have some of her feathers. 

The third is a necklace. In an echo of the earrings, he alternates some of his smaler feathers and hers alternating with little cogs. This one he has not given yet because the implications are very clear.

He's secretly thrilled that he's with her in some form most of the time. 

She wears the earrings often, and it soon becomes her lucky charm. 

Vi thinks it's adorable and ribs her sister good naturedly. 

Vander just lets out a chuckle “kids” “It suits you, Powder. That's quite the special gift.” Is all he says but does raise his eyebrow at Ekko. 

Mylo teases her mercilessly “Can't be without your knight in shiny feathers, eh?” 

Claggor thinks it's sweet and wonders if he should keep some of his more colourful feathers for the future. 

Mylo stole them once, when she was ignoring him, and as a bit of revenge for the challenge race, she beat him in. He knew it would get a rise out of her. It does so spectacularly. It sends feathers flying. Yeah, it's not pretty. The awkward little Powder has it in her to be a right terrifying hellion.  

[xetlynn]

hey hi!! i read your claggor fics and oh my god i simply can’t stop reading themmm

seriously like..your writing is so good 😦❤️

anywho, i came to request another claggor fix (if available to)

i was thinking of like if AU claggor and [name] were like obviously flirting with each other, and just never made it official cause they were both waiting for the other person to do it. then suddenly, an old friend of [name]’s comes into zaun and they start hitting it off! now the whole plan of that little drabble is so we could perchance get a little bit of jealous claggor..? 🙏

(obv they would end up together but i jus want to see that HUNK of a man be a lil protective ykwim?!)

p.s..if you write smut..heh..could add some to that as well..🌝

[band--psycho]

Vander x Reader-Locked In

For the amazing @barbersjoywith the request of "Will you be my be my valentine" for my valentines day drabble writing challenge

I hope you all enjoy this!

Word count: 483

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“Y/n?” Vander asked; confusion lacing his voice as he narrowed his eyes, trying to work out what Y/n was doing down here; in the basement of the pub. 

“Vander?” Y/n questioned back, equally as confused as Vander. 

“What’re you doing here, darl?”

“Powder brought me here,” 

“Christ,” Vander sighed, rubbing his forehead as realization dawned on him. 

Those damn kids. 

He loved them, but they were sneaky little devils at times. 

Vi, Powder, Claggor and Mylo had joked about locking him and Y/n in a room together so that he would finally ask her to be his valentine, after finding out that he had feelings for her. And because it was Valentine’s Day in a few days. 

He should’ve expected this. 

He didn’t know how to explain this to Y/n; ‘sorry my kids know I have a crush on you so have locked us in here so I can ask you out,’ didn’t sound great.

So he simply said nothing and walked back up the stairs to the door.

“You gonna let us out of here?” Vander asked through the door, knowing that the kids were standing on the other side of it. 

He knew he could probably break it down; but he didn’t want to hurt them, so breaking the door down wasn’t really an option. 

“You gonna tell Y/n that you like her and ask her to be your valentine?” Vi countered; only making Vander roll his eyes. 

The others he could potentially persuade, but Vi, she was stubborn as hell, like him…and there was no way she was going to unlock this door unless he told Y/n how he felt. 

With another sigh Vander began walking back down the stairs, attempting to figure out how to tell Y/n his true feelings for her. 

“Y/n-” he began, not realising how close she was to him. 

“Is it true?”

Shit. Vander thought to himself, she’d heard Vi’s comment.

His brain was racing with ways in which he could answer her; but before any other words could leave Vanders lips, he felt Y/n's hand on his face, his thumb softly stroking his cheek. 

“Is it true?” She repeated, as she slowly began to close the distance between them, until their lips were just a few inches apart. 

“Yes,” he admitted honestly, before leaning forward slightly to place a soft kiss upon Y/n's lips.

A kiss that Y/n quickly reciprocated. 

It didn’t take long before the kiss intensified. 

Her hands tangled in his hair as he wrapped his arms around the top part of her legs before lifting her off of the ground, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. 

“So, uh, will you be my valentine, doll?” He chuckled against her lips; as their eyes met.  

“Of course,” she beamed; before capturing his lips once again in a kiss.

Tagging:

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[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

Many Happy Returns

by SerDinnerRoll

A little something about our favorite brawler and her relation to birthdays.

Words: 900, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F

Characters: Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Claggor (Arcane: League of Legends), Mylo (Arcane: League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends), Connol (Arcane: League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Drabble, Birthday Fluff, Happy Birthday Vi

Read on A03. from AO3 works tagged ‘Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)’

[misswynters]

Perfume

featuring. au! claggor x reader

requested by anon

Claggor was never shy about his affection towards you, even when surrounded by the crew. You were used to his small gestures of love, a hand resting on the small of your back, a quick kiss pressed to your temple, or his arm draped casually over your shoulders. But today, he seemed bolder than usual, and you couldn’t help but feel the heat creep up your neck as his hand reached for yours, tugging you closer.

“Come here,” he whispered, his voice low. The others were lounging around in the hideout, deep in their conversation about their next scheme, but Claggor was entirely focused on you. Before you could process his intentions, he gently guided you to sit on his lap, his strong hands steadying you as he pulled you into place on his thigh.

You gave him a playful glare, glancing nervously at the others. “Claggor, they’re going to see.”

He shrugged, a cheeky grin tugging at his lips. “Let ‘em,” he said simply, his fingers resting lightly on your upper thigh. “I’m comfortable. You?”

Despite your hesitation, you settled into him, leaning back slightly against his chest. His free hand found its way to your hip, his thumb rubbing slow circles that sent tingles up your spine. His warmth was comforting, and you could feel the scent of grime and metal on his skin as it mingled faintly with the perfume you’d dabbed on your wrists earlier.

“Smells like you’ve been busy again,” he remarked, his breath warm against the shell of your ear.

You smiled, tilting your head slightly to give him a better view of the small glass vial tucked in the pocket of your apron. “I’ve been experimenting with lavender and citrus this time. Thought I’d make something light and fresh.”

Claggor chuckled, his voice rumbling pleasantly against your back. “Fresh, huh? Always smell good to me, sweet thing.”

His lips brushed the back of your shoulder, soft and lingering, and you felt your breath hitch. It wasn’t unusual for him to be affectionate, but something about his actions today left you flustered. His hand tightened slightly on your hip, pulling you closer against him as he buried his nose into the curve of your neck.

“This smell is driving me crazy, y'know that?” he murmured, his voice low and laced with a teasing edge.

Your cheeks flushed, and you tried to keep your voice steady despite the fluttering in your chest. “Do I? Seems like you’re the one causing all the trouble right now.”

Claggor chuckled softly, his lips brushing against your neck as he spoke. “Not my fault, you smell so damn good. I can’t help it.”

You could feel the heat rising to your face, and you playfully swatted at his hand resting on your thigh. “Claggor, they’re right there.”

“They’re not paying attention,” he said with a shrug, though his grin betrayed just how much he enjoyed riling you up. “And if they are, let ‘em be jealous.”

Despite your protests, you found yourself melting against him, comforted by his steady presence. His hand slid just slightly higher on your thigh, his fingers warm against your skin. It wasn’t scandalous, not really, but there was something about the possessive way he held you that made your heart race.

“You should bottle this,” he said suddenly, breaking the moment with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Bottle what?” you asked, turning your head slightly to catch his gaze.

“The way you smell,” he replied, his grin softening into something sweeter. “I’d carry it around with me everywhere. Not that I’d ever need to. You’re always here.”

The sincerity in his words took you by surprise, and you felt a rush of warmth that had nothing to do with the way his hands rested on you. You turned slightly, brushing your fingers against his cheek. Claggor leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was tender. It wasn’t demanding though. Just a sweet, lingering kiss that left you breathless.

The others finally seemed to take notice, with one of them clearing their throat loudly. “Oi, lovebirds! Save it for later,” Vi teased, though the amusement in her voice was clear.

You quickly pulled away, embarrassed, but Claggor just laughed, keeping his arm firmly around your waist. “Don’t mind us,” he called back, entirely unbothered by the interruption.

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head as you leaned back against him. Despite the teasing and the audience, there was nowhere else you’d rather be. And as Claggor pressed another soft kiss to your shoulder, you knew he felt the same.

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[l0cked0uttt]

About Me + Request Guild lines (Please read before requesting anything)

Hello, so I have just decided to write on Tumblr so I created this blog! I also write on wattpad my name on there is King-0f-Hearts and I am in the process of getting an AO3 account. I have a main account here where I just mess around and post on the occasion.

A little bit about me!:

My name is Elijah but you can call me either King/Kingsley or Elijah/Eli I am fine with either of those.

I am a trans man (he/him) and I'm omnisexual

I decided to start writing on Tumblr in hope of not only getting my work out there but also to help improve my writing and get requests. i also want to write without sticking to a specific book like this is any different but i guess this is how my brain will work

Request Guild lines:

My request box will most likely always be open so don't be shy to shoot a request over to me, I will be more than happy to do it.

Things I will do:

Fluff

Angst

male x male

male reader

gender neutral reader

FTM reader

platonic

romantic

Obsessive

Yandere

Suggestive scenes (No smut and as long as they are within any guidelines of the people being written)

Headcanons

Drabble/short stories (are they the same? idk)

Little disclaimer I just decided to start writing obsessive and yandere alts of characters and due to me never doing something like that before it may be very cliche and just outright bad

Things I won't do:

Smut (I do not feel comfortable writing it)

Age gap

Female reader (y'all have enough stories go read your own, there are not enough male reader and gender neutral reader stories out there so just let us have this)

character x character (I just dont really enjoy writing it, I have nothing against it just isnt what I really want to write for)

Fandoms/Characrters I write for:

Shows/TV:

Gravity Falls (Dipper, Mabel)

Arcane (Vi, Jinx, Milo, Silco, Claggor)

Anime:

Hunter x Hunter (Killua, Gon, Kurapika)

Promise Neverland (Ray, Norman, Don)

Attack On Titan (Levi, Eren, Armin)

Black Butler (Ciel, Alois, Finny, May-Rin)

Blue Exorcist (Rin, Yukio)

Movies:

None, open to suggestions :)

Games:

DSMP, only using the characters in the SMP and not their real life selves (Dream, Technoblade, Tommyinnit, Georgenotfound, BadBoyHalo, Wilbur, Tubbo, Quackity, Ranboo)

Resident Evil, only 2 and 4 because those are the only games I've seen so far. (Leon)

Sally Face (Sal, Larry, Travis, Todd, Ashley)

Cuphead, ONLY PLATONIC (Cuphead, Mugman)

Little Nightmares 1 & 2, ONLY PLATONIC (Mono, Six, Runaway kid)

Other (Books, other pieces of media etc.):

Any of Wilbur's bursonas (Simpbur, Argbur etc.)

Genloss Ranboo (I know very little about Genloss and I plan to educate myself because from what small bits I've seen it's so cool)

Creepypastas (Jeff the killer, Ticci Toby, Masky, Hoodie, Ben Drowned, Jane the killer, Clockwork)

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This list is subject to change as my interests change and I gain and lose hyper fixations. Probably the Fandoms that I'm in the most in Resident Evil, Gravity Falls and DSMP but I will still write for the others.

Just because a character from one of the fandoms isn't on the list doesn't mean you can't request it it just might take a little bit because these are the characters that I know the most about.

If any of the creators or characters that are written about say or have said that they are not comfortable with stories being written about them I will remove them from the list and remove the stories if needed.

I don't have a writing schedule so if it takes me a long time to get your ask posted I am sorry! I just take forever to write and then I will get really distracted or I just won't want to write one day.

Thank you for checking out this blog, feel free to request something!

My main account:

My Wattpad account:

Update! I got an AO3 account! I already made a separate post about this but here's the account on this post so people can find it easier:

[missarcanearts]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞

Paring: Claggor x Female Reader

General Tags: Fluff, angst, gore, blood, inappropriate language/lots of cursing, violence, death, the sorts

Chapter Index:

One Two Three Four Five

[chickenparm]

Can I request sum a lil sweet with vander, like a vander x reader and they are singing to the kids and he hears it

a little drabble for you. i left it a bit ambiguous on their relationship status, you can fill in those blanks with something pre-established or ready to happen.

Vander/gn!Reader Drabble - SFW ---

It's his favorite time of night, when he can creep down the stairs and be careful of every creaking step. When he can slip to the doorway that bars him from the room Vi and Powder share, though he knows Mylo and Claggor are there too - probably trying not to seem like they'd come for the same reasons that Vander does.

It starts quiet, but Vander knows it by heart and can pick out the first hummed note of the little song you sing them. With his forehead against the wall to relax against, Vander can almost picture the carding of your fingers through Powder's hair, loosened from the braid she wears it in. He can imagine Vi in her own bunk, one leg dangling over the side as she swings her foot.

And most of all, he can picture you - smiling softly and humming until words form. It's an old lullaby, one that almost every kid from the fissures had heard at one point or another. Whether you sing it because it soothes the gaggle of kids, or simply to give them a sweet memory to look back on, Vander isn't sure.

Maybe it's both.

Even though he's not the intended audience, its effect still works on him, too. His tensions ease for the span of time it takes you to get through all the verses, and suddenly the worries that built over the span of the day aren't quite so pressing.

Maybe if he waits outside for you, just this once, he can convince you to sing it for him as well. Old habits die hard, and maybe it's written into his very bones for that particular song to turn him soft like this. There's no shame in it, and his mind is made up long before the song ends and your footsteps start to move toward the door.

[readbythestarlight]

someone holds me (safe and warm)

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Vi/Caitlyn

Warnings: canon typical sadness, spoilers

Word count: triple drabble (300 exactly)

The world around them is burning, a little more every day. Maybe it’s always been burning. Burning, burning, burning, from the moment her parents died on the bridge.

From the moment Vander and Mylo and Claggor died.

From the moment she lost her sister, again (for good, forever?).

Topside, the Undercity, it doesn’t matter now. All the world is fire.

For Vi, it’s no surprise those same flames burn their way into her dreams, endlessly consuming.

No surprise that when she wakes it doesn’t make a difference, because dreams and reality are all full of the same loss, the same anger, the same clinging, cloying smoke that makes it hard to breathe.

Sobs that tear their way out past her lips, and tears hot enough that they too, burn.

Everything burns.

But this.

A voice, sleepy, and not burning but warm; warm as the arm draped around her middle, the body at her back. “Shhh, it’s alright.”

Vi sobs again, or laughs, because it’s not, it’s not, it’s never going to be how can you even say that look around us nothing is okay nothing will ever be okay—

“Vi…”

Vi groans, whimpers a response, the best that she can do.

And then, she’s moved. Or something moves around her, shifting from her back to her front. Pulling her in until her face is pressed into a shoulder, and gentle fingers run through her hair.

And a song, a tune, a melody? She doesn’t recognize it, but it’s drifting slow and sleepy in her ear.

“Wha—what are you doing?” she asks. Chokes out around all the tears and fears and words and smoke clogging up her throat.

“Shh…” Cait ghosts fingertips against her cheek. Still sleepy, still sweet (like a cupcake).

Not burning, but warm.

“I’m scaring away your monsters.”

[fangirlofall]

Anybody got any Mylo and/or Claggor fic prompts? I need some variety while writing my chaptered fic and any short Drabble-esque prompts might be fun to avoid burnout!