#claggor drabbles

[poisonedpowder]

tags.

[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.  

[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

Check out the stories so far

“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:

@conretewings @xacatalepsyx @yn-ymn-yln @bookworm1767 @the-lone-librarian @cass-brightwood @withmyteeth @bestbitchsstuff @fortune-fool02 @arielpanda1 @wildestdreamcatcher @simping-ella @mothratic @stickyrice5096 @levis-butterfingers @justabigass-simp @munsinner

[kingsleywrites]

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!

[band--psycho]

Vander x Reader-A Surpise On Valentines Day

For the lvoely @conretewings 💛 who requested the prompt Valentines Day on a budget

I know my Valentines Day Drabbles are running a little late -I'm sorry- this last week has just been super hectic! But I am hoping all of the stories will be posted at the end of this month!

Word count:500

I hope you all enjoy this! 💛

“Vander?” Y/n called out, knocking on the door of the usually bustling bar, that tonight was unusually quiet. 

It was silent. Earilly so.

Especially for a night that should’ve been full of people seeing as it was Valentine’s Day. 

“Y/n,” four familiar voices said in harmony, making Y/n almost jump out of her skin, as they opened the door to the Last Drop.

Vi, her little sister Powder, Mylo and Claggor all shared a very suspicious look on their faces. 

“Did we scare you?” Vi smirked.

“Maybe,”

“We totally did,” Mylo teased, nudging Claggor slightly.

“Where’s Vander?” Y/n asked; glancing at the four children.

“He’s uh-he’s busy,” Mylo stated,his tone completely different to a few moments ago. 

“Busy doing?”

“He’s making-” Powder began very excitedly before Vi carefully placed a hand over her sister's mouth,  only adding to both Y/n's confusion and curiosity. 

“Way to nearly ruin the surprise,” Mylo muttered, earning a death glare from both Vi and Powder.

It wasn’t meant to be loud enough for Y/n to hear; yet she did.

“A surprise?”

“Congrats, Mylo,” Vi hissed, before turning her attention to Y/n.

“Go in,” she said simply; opening the door behind her.

Cautiously, Y/n did so, expecting it to be a prank they were pulling on her. 

But when she was inside, she saw a table that was at the center of the room with a singular lit candle flickered in the middle of the table. A white tablecloth with hand drawn love hearts covered the table that two plates and matching cutlery were on.

It made her heart melt.

“You’re early,” Vander said, snapping Y/n out of her thoughts, making her look up at him and the trays of food he was carrying. 

He seemed stressed. 

Very stressed.

“Do you need a hand?” She asked softly; trying to hold back her smile.

“No,” he answered simply, setting the trays down on the bar before walking over to Y/n. 

“What I need you to do is sit down,” he continued, pulling out her chair so that she could sit down in it; she did and he pushed the chair back in. 

“What’s all this for?” 

“Valentines Day,” he cooed, placing a kiss on the top of her head before taking the plate in front of her away and heading back to the trays of food on the bar.

Money was tight for both of them most weeks; she didn’t exactly earn a lot and although Vander had a good income, most of it went on the children and keeping the bar open. So they’d both agreed to not do anything for Valentine’s Day. 

And here he was, with a closed bar, treating her to a homemade meal.

“Vander, you didn’t have-”

“I wanted to, darl,” he continued, as he placed down a plate of food in front of her. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he smiled, leaning down to place a delicate kiss on Y/ns lips. 

Tagging:

@xacatalepsyx @barbersjoy @conretewings @yn-ymn-yln @book-dragon03@bookworm1767 @the-lone-librarian @cass-brightwood @munsinner @withmyteeth @bestbitchsstuff @fortune-fool02 @arielpanda1 @wildestdreamcatcher @simping-ella @mothratic @stickyrice5096 @levis-butterfingers @justabigass-simp