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[graciedollie]

hi hii, all the fanfics I read the reader was very feminine, but I was thinking about how cool it would be to do one where the reader is Ambessa's guard, and is muscular and big (but also very shy), Ambessa feels attracted and wants to see if the reader is good at other things besides fighting.....🙈

do it in your own time! ❤️‍🩹

Wandering Lamb

Pair: Ambessa Medarda x MuscularShy!Reader

Summary: You were one of Ambessa’s best soldiers, doing excellent in training and on the battlefield. She was oddly drawn to you, knowing you had much potential. Though, while doing your duties, you happen to stumble upon a sight you’d never forget. Curiosity killed the cat, as they say.

Warnings: Face-fucking, age difference (we love to see), fingering, just lex sesbian, praise(we definitely love to see it), Reader is Ambessa’s guard, AMBESSA HAS A BUSH (YES GOD), nothing too drastic or over the top 🎀

A/N: Hopefully this is to your liking babes <3 (i lowkey feel like my fics are going to shit cause of the decreased likes🧍🏾‍♀️)

The night hung high in the sky, casting over the land of Noxus with a thick hue of soft light. You were carefully stalking your way down the halls, panting slightly after a good day of training—well, intense. Training was, as usual, intense and sweat inducing, but you were good in training—hella good. Of course when you first started off, it was rocky as expected, but with time passing—you became one of Ambessa’s best soldiers. Sure her other soldiers did good, but you—you were a beast.

Though you were really skilled and powerful in combat, you were a shy little thing—balancing out your appearance with your personality. Body of a wolf, soul of a lamb. You were sweet and shy, but during battle—you were ruthless. As you spent your years of working your way up as a soldier, you became attracted to the one who pushed you along the way—Ambessa, Noxus fearless warlord. Now, she was absolutely stunning—nearly the beauty of a powerful goddess.

Unfortunately so, you didn’t want to seem out of order or unorthodox to have such feelings towards your higher up, which meant you had to push those feelings deep down and act normal when you were around her. Your mind was wandering with thoughts of her as you stalked your way down the long hallway, patrolling the halls as your usual duty when you weren’t fighting alongside her in battle, which was always a fine honor.

Keeping your eyes closely locked around your environments, it was until then that a noise from her bedroom caught you off guard—eliciting you to swiftly move and enter her room—weapon clutched in your hand.

“General. Are you ok?” Your voice was strained with concern and curiosity, furrowing your brows tightly as your quick feet moved across the marble floors before barging into the large bathroom as you didn’t find her in the bed.

There was no apparent danger, but the sight that was before you—damn near sinful. She laid soaking in the steaming tub, rich brown skin glowing in the dim light, and silver coils crowning her head. Her eyes glanced over with a disapproving gaze before a sly grin tugged at her red lips—nearly making you weak in the knees as her gaze on you was intense.

“And what may be the trouble of you rudely interrupting me, hm?” god that voice. You always loved that voice—whether she was calm and collected or either stern and scolding. It was something you never get tired of, always imagining the way her voice would flow through your ears with her fingers knee deep in yo—unfortunately, those thoughts weren’t to be welcomed.

“Uh—I apologize dearly, General. I…I thought I heard something and figured something was wrong—I’m sorry for interrupting..” Your voice was slightly strained with nerves, practically radiating around your built body, clasping the weapon tightly in your hand as your eyes met with hers before drifting lower, but quickly snapping to her eyes.

But she knew and she wanted you to look.

Ambessa took great pride in her body—the body she put in extensive work to earn. She tilted her head to the side while eyeing you intensely and shamelessly, humming in approval with the way you were built, but was shy as hell. It was honestly endearing to her and she knew that she needed you—and she knew you wanted the same.

“Come.” It wasn’t a request, it was an order—which you gladly followed as you swiftly stalked your way to the large bath, seeing just the way her breast were visibly in the calm waters and how the light scars adorned her beautiful brown skin—god you felt that you were in paradise. Her eyes peered into yours, sensing the nervousness in your eyes as she felt a small smirk tuh at her lips.

“As you know, you are one of my finest guards and best soldier, yes?” She raised a brow at you, expecting your answer quickly, which you quickly responded, “Yes! I am…I put great work and pride in my duties and training—just as you taught me, General.”

A hum of approval was heard from her at your choice of words, clearly liking the impression you were making. Her eyes stayed locked on yours fully before trailing down your body—taking in the way your muscles gleamed with leftover sweat from training.

“And what comes with that is an reward, yes?”

You were honesty ecstatic at her words, fighting the stupid grin that threatened to ghost over your lips. Your mind was racing with so many thing—maybe she’ll do this or that or this or that—with the possibilities being questionable. “Yes…”

“Excellent. I know just the reward for such a loyal, devoted woman you are…”

You just couldn’t wait for what she had in store for you <3

This was not what you were expecting…but you damn sure weren’t complaining.

Your clothes and weapon were completely abandoned to the side of the tub, leaving your body completely exposed to her lustful gaze and wandering eyes—taking in your toned built. You felt extremely shy as you were practically on a stand and her eyes observed your body intensely—catching the litter of scars adorning your skin.

She curled her finger in a ‘come here’ motion, which you quickly pushed through the water to get to her before her hands finally roamed all over your body, “Quite the view..”

“Oh…thank you, u-uh General..” You couldn’t help the nervous chuckle that climbed from its chamber, internally face-palming yourself for doing the stupid gesture, but that was quickly pushed aside as her lips finally found your neck and suckled at the skin. A low moan escaped your mouth as her velvety tongue trailed over the delicate skin, leaving bites and kisses in her trail.

This felt like totally paradise. This is what you’ve wanted for so long. Your eyes fluttered as she slowly leaned you back to have you lay back against edge of the tub, lips never leaving your neck while her large hand ventured under the water and between your toned thighs—sliding her thumb across your slit, earning a soft gasp.

“Ambessa—“

“General.” She quickly corrected you, pulling away from your neck to take in your expressions as her thumb rubbed slow, firm circles over your aching clit—smirking at the sight before her. “You’ve peaked my interest, dear. Such a strong, loyal, and trustworthy woman you are. I respect that…”

Your hips bucked up to her touch, causing little ripples of water to scatter. Her eyes peered into yours before you turned to look away, only to be met with her other hand gripping your chin firmly and forcing the intense eye contact. “Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”

Her voice was firm and stern—the voice you loved hearing every time she spoke, god you needed her badly. You nodded quickly in compliance to her words, nodded eyes gazing into her peering ones—gasping as she slowly slipped a single finger in you with ease. Her fingers were thick, of course, but not this much. The way only one single finger felt, you were uncertain about adding another—three, at that matter.

“I-oh my gosh…General..” Your body was practically burning due to the stretch and with the sweet pleasure of her rubbing over your clit—slowly picking up the pace of her motions as she watched you intently.

You looked utterly breathtaking. Eyes were fluttering, struggling to keep eye contact. Mouth parted with gasp and low moans. Toned stomach flexing. Muscular thighs jerking with each pump of her finger and each flex of your sculptured arms as you slightly squirmed. “For a resilient woman, you are the shyest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on—how adorable.”

Your words were quickly spurring you on, moaning and grunting in response to her words—looking at her with a silent plea in your eyes, but that wouldn’t work with her. “Words or do you not want more? I’m sure you deserve an reward, no? It would be a shame if I had to take it away..”

“N-no! I…I need more…please.” Your voice was slightly shaky and strained, huffing slightly as you were worked up—already feeling yourself on the brink of combusting. She couldn’t help the smirk grazing over her lips, taking in the sight of your expressions as she added another finger—making you feel full.

“Oh…shitshitshit, General….please..”Your eyes were fluttering as they threatened to roll back, but you stayed strong as you knew she’d stop if you looked away—having this moment with her was a great honor, yes? Of course it was, with the way your pussy was gripping her fingers, enjoying this was an understatement.

“There we go…feels good to be rewarded, doesn’t it?” She hummed lowly against your lips, feeling your quicken gasps and whines as you quickly nodded, looking at her with hooded eyes, “Yes—y-yes…so good..”

“I know, I know…come for me, love..”

Her words were all the encouragement that you need, along with her thrusting her fingers quickly and steadily—earning a broken moan escaping your mouth as your thighs tensed up and jerked as the orgasm crashed over your body like a wave.

She was definitely going to enjoy a sweet thing such as yourself.

You felt you could die, but in a happy way, of course.

Here you were, face deep in the older woman’s thighs, trailing soft and delicate kisses along the toned, brown skin of her inner thighs as you were on your knees. She had her hand buried in your hair, making sure your eyes stayed locked on to hers—peering down at you with a lustful and appreciative gaze as she felt your warm lips against her thighs. “No need to be so shy, child…”

You could practically feel your body flare up with heat, besides the heat emitting from the warm water that engulfed you both. Your hooded eyes stayed locked up on hers with a desperate and needy gaze, feeling yourself getting more turned on as your hands came to rub her outer thighs and up to her ass—fondling with the soft, but firm muscle, earning an appreciative grunt as she flooded your head with praises.

“Such a good girl for me.”

“Just like that, mhm..”

“Such a pretty thing.”

“You’re so gentle. I’m not fragile, love.”

“You’re so good..”

With her words spurring you on, you felt your body buzzing with excitement to finally give her what you both wanted, no—needed. Your eyes peered up at her with a silent plead, earning a soft smile tugging at her lips. “You know what to do…”

She didn’t even have to say anything else before you spreaded her thighs further, lapping away at her folds as the grey patch of hair tickled your noses—not that you minded, of course. The taste of her was utterly savoring and addictive, only wanting to taste more of her sweet nectar as it dribbled down her thighs, your chin and your lips. Your hooded eyes peered up at you and you felt that you might just cum like this.

The way her head was titled back, lips parted with low moans and grunts, breast jerking with her slight movements and the way her hips bucked to your face. You felt her hand tightening up in your high, pulling you closer to her weeping cunt, which you happily lapped away as if you were a starved woman. It felt like such paradise between her thighs, the smell and taste driving you absolutely feral—wanting more of her.

“That’s it…right there..” Her words came out strained and husky, signaling that she was practically on the edge of cumming, but not quite—though your tongue moved expertly through and in her cunt. The grip on her ass tightened as you buried yourself deeper in her thighs, latching into her swollen clit as you sucked messily at the bundle of nerves—feeling her toned thighs start to temblor alongside your head as she tugged your hair.

A mix of a grunt and growl escaped her mouth as her fluttering eyes peered down at your hooded ones, seeing how you were completely drunk for her. Both of her hands grasped your hair tightly, holding you still as she started to grind firmly against the expert tongue and mouth—practically face-fucking you with her pussy, which you felt honor for her to do such. You might just die. Your eyes stayed locked onto hers, seeing the way they struggled to stayed focused on yours before her head finally tipped back—eliciting a groan from her sweet lips.

Your hands roamed up and down her thighs, rubbing over her ass here and there—feeling completely content, even though she was practically suffocating you with the way she squeezed the toned muscles around you. If you died, you’d die happy.

The heavenly grunts and low moans of the older woman bounced off the walls and echoed, causing a beautiful melody that replayed in your head (most likely gonna remember this to fuck yourself to later). It was such a blissful noise and her using like this was just as thrilling—feeling the aching feeling swarm between your thighs. A startled moan was muffled by her cunt as she gave your hair one final pull before she completely came apart.

Her thighs trembled, hips bucked, breast jerking with each heavy breath she took, head tilling back. It was as if you were being gifted by the higher powers—thanking them eternally for this. The grip on her thighs tightened as she completely covered your face with her release—squirting all over your pretty face before you hungrily lapped away at the mess.

She panted heavily as her head slowly looked back down at you, titling her head as she examined your disheveled face—smiling wickedly at the sight. Her hand left your hair to pull you up from your knees, looking at you with a sinful gaze before she licked the essence of her from your chin to your lips—capturing your lips in a heated, hungry kiss, earning a moan from you before she pulled away.

“Such a mess…”

hope you enjoyed dollies <3

[marsnjuno]

Long time no see, friends!

I must admit, with great shame, that i have been so busy working and sleeping that I haven’t posted and shown some of my favourite accounts some love. I mean you all know who you are, and you all know I love you so ( @writerscreed @autumnsunshine10 @poetryportal @existential-celestial @dhritwritesforherentirety @robertjw4688 ).

But I am here and I haven’t abandoned you. I am going through my inbox and my asks one by one. I promise I will post more soon. If you want slightly more up-to-date posts, I have instagram ( @graciepoetry_ ). For now, thank you, i miss you guys and talking all the time but I also love sleeping. In my absence, please give some of my favourite accounts some love and maybe go check out my books on amazon or book depository. I love all the messages I receive regarding which poems you guys love, and hate, in my books. Means the world. 

Okay! Speak to you guys soon! Big things coming! :) 

love, Mhari xoxo

[graciedollie]

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requested by @vleflain 🎀

A/N: the second photo has me LOSING IT.

˖⋆࿐໋ ᯓᡣ𐭩 ˖⋆࿐ ˖⋆࿐໋ ᯓᡣ𐭩 ˖⋆࿐໋˖⋆࿐໋ ᯓᡣ𐭩 ˖⋆࿐໋

taking whatever she gives her sweet girl

admiring her favorite view

lil something before bed

obsessed with your ass (literally)

backshots go brrr

quick with her fingers

a bit needy, don’tcha think?

slow mornings

marking her girl up

helping her relax

have a seat <3

she’s mean sometimes

missing you

munch munch

her pov

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hope ya like <3

[graciedollie]

Hii,can we get a masc!reader x ambessa I never see it it can be hcs or smut/fluff wtv you want lol

Ambessa Medarda x Masc!Reader Headcannons

Warnings: Nothing too major tbh, mention lex sesbian, fingering, cunnilingus, face-sitting, and scissoring :3

A/N: I’m not too good at writing for masc but i tried my best, but hope you like it babes <3

She was more used to delicate things whenever it came down to her little special moments, as she didn’t do relationships—obviously.

But when she saw you, she was intrigued by you. The way you dressed and carried yourself. She couldn’t help but be drawn to you even more as she saw the way you would give her ‘those’ glances here and there.

Once Ambessa wanted something, best believe it would be in her grasp soon.

You two would usually run into each other while she would be sampling the local cuisine, sharing glances here and there, but never really saying anything to each other.

The tension was definitely up there.

Though the time soon came where you finally talked to each other as you had met each other at a nice restaurant, sparking yo a lovely, productive conversation—ofc you couldn’t help but gaze stupidly at her beautiful scars over her darkened almond skin, her braided hair that was struck with strikes of grey, and those plump wine lips of hers.

She was everything to you and you were everything to her.

Her eyes couldn’t help but scan over you—seeing the way your lips looked whenever you smirked or laughed, the way you held eye contact with her, and the way you just simply carried yourself. She couldn’t help but be drawn to you—especially when you started to talk about your own interests.

It seemed you were giving the poor woman a run for her money.

The way you’d lean back with a subtle manspread, voice etched with a teasing tone, and how you were shameless her out. It was honestly entertaining and intrigued her more.

Oh she had to have you.

NEOW.

The next couple days, you went on little outings together. Eating out, seeing theatre, and other activities that you both pretty like to do—making the new experience more enjoyable for the two of you as you also started to know more about each other as those days went on.

It was going really, REALLY well!!

With the small dates, it soon led you to mostly wake up in a large bed adorned with silky sheets with her gazing at you with that intense gaze while her sculptured body was dressed in a dark wine robe—accentuating her beauty that made you fall for her even more.

Though you led more on the masc side, that didn’t stop her from what she had in mind from you. Regardless, you were going to be laying on your ride, settling on her face or standing up as she ate you out like a starved woman or fingering you till your pussy singed to her or gave you slow, deep strokes with her strap. It was honestly music to her ears to hear those sweet groans and low moans of your whenever she would flick her tongue over your throbbing clit or pump her thick fingers in that same spot that made you tremble.

Oh and her? She loved how you were so eager to always please her. Whether it was by eating her out, fingering her, strapping or even scissoring—she could see how eager you were just by the way your own noises would somewhat overlap hers, even if you were eating her out or strapping her.

Ofc she still spoils you rotten.

You like jewelry? She’ll have the finest just for you. You like wearing suits? She’ll have the best tailor that she knows to make you a nice suit. You want a new set of fragrances? She’s already getting it from the best she knows.

She’ll spoil you rotten with no end and it’ll forever stay that way <3

When there are times you dress fem, she can’t help but stare at you as if you held the entire world in your hands. Though it’s every now and then you’ll do it, she still can’t help herself but gawk at you. You looked even more stunning.

Though ofc, she’ll tease you her and there about how you have to look up at her since she’s literally like 6’9 (???)

In conclusion, she pretty much gonna love ya regardless🎀

hope you enjoyed dollies <3

[graciedollie]

Would you please do Maddie and Cailtyn (separate) hcs for reader flinching in an argument? Perhaps the reader is a naturally calm person when arguing even if the other person is going balistic. Thank you! (If you don't write for multiple characters please feel free to just choose 1)

Unexpected

☔︎︎ 𝐇𝐨𝐰’𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭☔︎︎

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫: 𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⋆˚࿔𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧⋆˚࿔

“Do you not understand the danger you could’ve been caught in?!” She was practically seething as she paced around back and forth in the office while you were settled on the couch—welcoming the warmth of the brewing fireplace .

She was quite upset at you—not even upset, she was pissed. There was a mission assigned and you gladly took it, thinking that you could easily have it handled and orthodox. Though, it wasn’t easily handled or orthodox, but thankfully, you and your crew didn’t really get hurt, only a couple graze and cuts . By some miracle, that was all.

You were used to her yelling and being pretty going all out when she was upset or frustrated with you or all the above, to be honest. It never really phased you or anything, being the natural calm person you are.

Of course here and there, you’d get upset and sometimes get upset with her with it either saying something you didn’t like or doing something you didn’t really like either. Even so, you weren’t much of a hothead or didn’t get upset to bad.

Though this time…it was a little different.

Like before, you were used to her yelling and going all out with her angry rants, but she would also pace around frequently and frail her arms out—trying to prove her point and get it in your thick skull.

Now, that didn’t really phase you either, but this time it just felt so different and you don’t know why. You listened to her intently as she scolded you about blah blah blah could’ve gotten yourself and blah blah blah it was a stupid choice.

You weren’t too bothered by her rambles or scolding, it was enduring and cute to see that she cared so much about you—even though she was practicing fuming.

“I can’t believe you made such a decision! Do you have any idea how…how pissed I am, Y/N!?”

That’s when she took a step forward as she pointed at you with her hand raising at you, making you flinch slightly. It made her pause mid rant, looking at you as if you were her entire world—which you were, no doubt about it.

It was weird…you never did this.

I mean, yeah, she would raise her hand and stuff with gestures, but it was nothing drastic. So why was this so different and odd—especially for Cait.

“I didn’t mean to…I..”

Her words felt stuck in her throat as her jaw clenched, though her eyes held a soft gaze as you both locked eyes—teleporting the high affection you both had for each other, though she was still mad at you about the situation earlier.

But that didn’t matter right now (it will be brought up later, trust).

“No, it’s fine…I just…It’s just been a long day, Cait.”

You didn’t want her to worry or anything, but you knew she couldn’t help to do that. It was just odd to flinch whenever she did, though she used her hands as gestures frequently. Nothing new.

It felt as the air became tense. Both of you not knowing what to say before you felt Caitlyn soft hand caressed your cheek—brushing the skin of your neck, bringing you close to her.

“You know I would never..”

“I know..”

A soft smile tugged at your lips as you saw the relief gleam in those royal blue eyes—the eyes that you always found yourself getting lost in every single time and you never wanted to find your way out.

⋆˚࿔𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧⋆˚࿔

“You don’t understand. I have to do this.” She was quite on edge as she had came back from Piltover from doing her ‘duties’, only just to make sure everything was in place for Ambessa’s placed plan.

But there were some problems. You were unsure about this whole thing, worrying that it would be figured out and the whole plan would blow to shit. Though, she was working for the infamous Noxus warlord, so maybe this couldn’t go so bad…

But you couldn’t help that gnawing feeling and you couldn’t hold back your strong opinions on the matter.

Which lead you here, arguing with her—mainly her doing the yelling and you doing your best to maintain your calm nature, but she was steadily tugging at that rope.

The two of you went back and forth, constantly bickering at each other. You felt that something bad was going too happen and she felt that nothing was going to happen. It was a futile argument, neither one of you backing down, but of course you wanted to put it to an end.

“All I’m saying is that I don’t trust this, Maddie. Do you even understand what situation you’re putting yourself in?”

Your voice was filled with worry and concern, only hoping that would get at least an inch to her thick skill, but you both knew that was useless.

Once Maddie stuck to something, there was no backing away from her choice. She loved you dearly, of course she did, but this was important to her. She didn’t want to let down her people nor did she want to let down the general.

God it was just tiring and frustrating to get her to listen most times as she was caught up in her own rambles. She couldn’t help, but glare at you and ball her fists up—creating crescent-like marks in her palm.

“You don’t understand. I have to do this. You know this is dear to me! I can handle this, no one will find out!”

Her voice was raising more and more as she stepped closer to you, staring at you with a scowl etched on her face deeply—making you miss that sweet, stupid smile on her face. With the way her voice raised, it caught you by surprise—making you flinch as you looked at her with disbelief and surprise.

That hit a nerve.

Maddie immediately quieted down with her angry rants, quickly coming to cup your cheek as she tilted your hand to make your eyes meet her apologetic gaze—rubbing the skin of your cheek with her gloved hand.

“Nononono, i’m sorry…I didn’t mean to, love. Please, i’m sorry—I-I was just upset…I didn’t mean to..”

Her words were coming in jumbled form and stutter, trying her hardest to not let her frazzled nerves get the best of her any further.

“No, it’s just…you don’t usually…get this upset.”

Seeing the way you looked at her hurt her in ways that she never imagine, quickly pulling you close to her as she rubbed your back in firm, but gentle circles.

“I’m sorry…i’ll make it up to you, yeah?”

Your eyes gazed into hers with glint of hurt, but you couldn’t help but love at how she cared so much about you—besides her getting a little overboard with the yelling.

You nodded as your hand gently caressed her cheek, rubbing over the skin of her cheek—feeling your heart flutter as that same stupid, sweet smirk tugged at her lips

hope you liked this <3 (idek if this sucked or not tbh)

[graciedollie]

Maybe that thing that vibrates, with Grayson, with the scenario of the reader is trying something new. 🤗

Or because i just like seeing characters being sub, Reader is trying it with Grayson. 😼🙏 do your magic!

Precious Petals

Pair: Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary: It was just a peaceful session of love making between you and your adoring wife, basking in each others touches. It feel like such a precious moment as it always been, until she decided to add a little surprise.

Warning(s): fingering (😛), Modern AU, sex toys (vibrator wand🎀), Grayson is pretty sweet and gentle and that’s pretty much it

A/N: hope this request was for your liking anon <3 (this lowkey might be a bit short)

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft, shadowy gaze over the beautiful buildings. It was a peaceful night. You and your wife were finished with your usual work, thankfully, and now settled into your lovely home. You were in the kitchen, cleaning up and just making sure everything was fine while Grayson was in the bathroom, taking her shower.

The lights were dimmed low and soft music played in the air, causing you to be at utter peace and humming lowly along the tunes that filled your ears. It was a graceful night and you truly felt a peace—how much better could this beautiful night get?

You soon put away the dishes, wiped the countertops, and swept the floors as you were getting ready to wind down for the night. After finishing up, you turned off the music and blew out the candles before making you way down the hall to your lovely bedroom. Your ears picked up the sound of the shower turning off, signaling that your wife would soon be out of the shower.

You slipped into your silky sheets as you grabbed your favorite book and started to read, reading to yourself in contentment. The bathroom door opened with steam flowing, revealing your wife dressed in her usual attire for bed.

Your eyes flickered up from your book as sighed while walking around the room to do whatever, adoring how pretty she looked—even just walking around and you were utterly smitten for her. Her eyes caught you staring, turning to face you with a soft smile as she spoke with that same raspy, low voice you loved so much.

“What’s with the look, honey?”

Her words snapped you out your daze, chuckling at her observation before gesturing her over to the bed, which she didn’t reject as she slipped into bed besides you—wrapping her warm arm around your body with one of her hands resting on your thigh. “Nothin’. Can’t a girl adore her gorgeous wife?”

She couldn’t help, but chuckle at your words—finding your choice of words endearing. It always been so sweet whenever you would compliment or just stare at her with those love-dovey puppy dog eyes of yours, never getting enough. “Never said that, love.”

You smile at her sweetly, leaning over to caress her cheek gently before pulling her into a soft, gentle peck—which slowly turned into a passionate, heated kiss while rubbing your thigh gently.

The kiss soon became hungry and more desperate, feeling both of your breathing quickly pick up as you started to kiss her more hungrily before she swiftly pulled you to her lap—running her large, warm hands up your thighs slowly. Everything around you felt suffocating before quickly pulling away to lean your head to suckle and nip at her neck—earning a grunt from her.

“Need me badly, hm?”

You knew she always took care of you—very good care.

Oh how she such good care of her precious girl—such good care, which is why she was knuckles deep in your cunt while your back was pressed against her chest. Your head was forced to stare at the mirror with her firm, but gentle grip on your chin—occasionally rubbing the skin for your cheek while whispering sweet nothings, along the lines of;

“How’s that, baby?”

“Look at you, taking it so well for me, hm?”

“Keep lookin’ for me, sweetie—that’s it.”

“See how you’re suckin’ me in?”

“Feels good, honey? I know, I know—no, keep your legs open, baby.”

You felt like you were in paradise. The way her thick fingers pumped in and out of you with a steady pace, thumb rubbing firm, slow circles over your aching clit—earning such pretty moans and gasps. It felt like such a reward to hear your pretty little noises—it was all for her.

Your eyes struggling to keep focus on her through the mirror, fluttering continuously as your thighs trembled with each thrust of her fingers hitting that sweet spot repeatedly—causing her chin to leave your chin and grip your thighs further apart.

“You’re so pretty like this…love you so much..” Her words were husky and sweet, placing open-mouthed kiss to your jawline and neck while gradually picking up the pac rod her fingers. Your thighs jerked at the increased pace, clamping your thighs around her fingers as a wantonly whimper escape your lips—earning a disapproving hum from her.

“C’mon, love…legs open for me, it’ll feel so much better—there we go, doin’ so good for me…”

Her words were the final thing that had finally pushed you over that peak, causing your body to tense before your thighs trembled and stomach flexed with crashing of your orgasm coming down like a wave with moans and whimpers freely leaving your mouth. She slowed her fingers down just a bit before stopping all together and pulling them out—leaving them drenched.

“Did so good for me, love..” She trailed off while kissing your neck and up to your lips, hushing your whimpers and whines before you finally calmed down enough to speak.

“I…wanted to try something..”

“Oh really?”

This should be fun.

And fun it was.

You were sprawled out on your back, looking between your thighs excitedly while Grayson held the vibrating wand in her hand—slowly trailing it up and down your thigh while pulling you to a searing kiss. The moment felt so intimate and passion, just as every moment you two had went and you loved it. The way your lips worked in tandem with hers before fully slipping your tongue into hers—tasting a hint of mint and tea.

Her hand, that wasn’t occupied, crept to your jaw and held it firmly in her grasp as you both continued to practically tongue-fuck (???) each other desperately while her other hand trailed the vibrator up your thigh until landing on your soaked folds—moving in a up and down motion gradually.

“Grayson…” You couldn’t help the whine that slipped from your lips, bucking your hips to the vibrations slowly as your stomach flexed—feeling the euphoric vibrations flowing freely in your body. She pulled from the kiss to pepper soft kisses to your jaw and neck while she tipped the wand up—placing it directly on your clit, earning a whine.

“I know…just feel, baby..” She murmured lowly while moving the wand in slow circles over your clit continuously, even when your thighs began to shudder and tremble. Your hips bucked and twitched as the pressure became intense, causing your moans and whines to become louder and shaky—feeling yourself nearing that sweet edge.

She pressed the vibrator more firmly against your clit as she pulled away from your neck, moving her free hand from your chin to thigh to hold the trembling muscle apart. Your whimpers and vibrations of the toy filled the room, along with Grayson’s husky voice praising you ever so sweetly.

It didn’t take long until the band in your stomach tightened, grasping her wrist tightly as you thighs trembled madly—moaning and whining as it became too much, but if it really was, you would’ve used the safe word by now. “Oh, I know, sweetheart…just let it happen, i’m right here..”

Your eyes fluttered as they struggle to stay locked in hers, feeling your body tense up gradually and thighs full-on trembling as your body was completely buzzing with overcrowding pleasure. “Too much…please..”

“No, it’s not, honey…you’ve got it—here, hold my hand.” You quickly took her hand and tightly, feeling your body seize up before the intense orgasm crashed over you, but this one was downright intense. Your head fell back against the pillows with a loud cry, bucking and rolling your hips as you could feel the warmth deep from your cunt—practically squirting over her and the sheets.

You were definitely going to bring using this more.

hope you liked this loves <3

[graciedollie]

Hiya, I just read your Grayson X reader head cannons and I miss her so much. Could you please write something where she comes home stress after a long day and snaps it reader but then makes it up to her?

Heavy Moments

Pair: Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary: It was a pretty quiet day for you as you didn’t have work today, but you couldn’t say the same for your wife. You greeted her with your usual kiss-hug greeting as always, but it felt off as you could feel her seething. Though once a steaming kettle is filled too much, it all spills—always at the wrong time, unfortunately.

Warnings: Nothing too drastic or whatever, Grayson is just upset from work and yells at you, but she makes up for it at the end <3

A/N: I miss her too anon :( and i hope you enjoy this!! (lowkey might be rushed🙏🏾)

The sky was draped with a orange-purple hue brush as the sun soon started to turn in for the night, drifting off to let the graceful moon rise in the sky. It was a cold night that night which prompted you to start a nice fireplace—adding more coziness and warmth to your lovely home you shared with your beloved wife.

You couldn’t help, but worry as it became later as the minute ticked by—leaving your mind in race with only the worst scenarios playing out in your little head. Her being an enforcer did take a bit much on her, having to constantly deal with arrests and other dangerous things.

Of course you trusted that she would always return home safely, but sometimes you had your doubts and that sucked—bad. Being with Grayson for a good while has been such an amazing experience, though you’ve had your little bumps in the road here and there. You both loved each other dearly and wouldn’t trade for the world.

You started to move around the house to find things to preoccupy your wandering mind—sweeping, wiping the kitchen counter, rearranging decorations and etc. It was working, but not so much as you were still having your nerves frazzled. They were only getting worse until you finally heard the front door creak open—presenting a tired, upset Grayson open the front door.

A smile immediately made its way to your lips, swiftly moving over to her as you have her the usual greet—tight hug, kiss, and more kisses. You did just that, but you could feel her tense in your grasp a little, which made you pull away as you caressed her cheek, “Rough day I take it?”

“Can’t you tell?”

Ok. A bit rude there. You furrowed your brows tightly at her snarky remark, but brushed it off as she was just stressed and it just slipped out. “Clearly I can. Do you wanna talk about it-“

“No. I don’t, ok? If I wanted to talk, I would have—just…just let me be.” Her voice was raspy and stern, making it clear that she was getting even more annoyed at you—which she didn’t really show much. You stared at her with a expression of shock and a bit hurt, to be honest.

You were used to her being a bit patient and not like thai, but I mean she did just have to handle the most stressful case AND deal with some backlash about ‘not doing her job correctly’. It was frustrating and it pissed her off—greatly, rightfully so.

But that didn’t make it any better when she snapped at you.

“I was just asking…” You trailed off as you swallowed back the tightening lump in your throat before returning her own energy. “You don’t have to be rude about it, Gray. Just because you’re upset doesn’t mean you get to take it out on me-“

“Jesus Christ—can you just leave me alone for 5 minutes! That’s all I want of you right now, but you can’t even give me that!”

Ok. Ouch. That hurt. She never really raised her voice at you and if she felt that she was, she would step away to take a couple deep breath, but obviously that wasn’t enough today.. You felt the words die off on your tongue, tasting the bitter of hurt taunting your tongue. I mean, yeah, she had her days, but it was rare for her to yell.

“Alright.”

Was all you said before you clenched your first and stormed your way down the hall to the bedroom, shutting the door behind you before taking a seat on the edge of the bed—trying to grasp the fact that she actually had snapped at you, yelled at you in that fact. You sat at the bed, staring at your hands as you twitched your lips in a scowl—feeling your nerves fry gradually.

Grayson watched as you stormed away before she looked away with a heavy sigh, rubbing her temples tenderly as she slowly calmed herself down gradually—trying to get herself together before she went back to check on you as she didn’t want to just go after you right away.

You both needed a moment to cool off.

A couple minutes had passed as you still sat at the foot of the bed, fumbling with your nails as you were in pretty deep thought. You tried to calm your own nerves down and not think too much of it. She didn’t mean to yell, right? It was an accident. You didn’t mean to push her, but you really didn’t. All you wanted to do was to make sure she knew you was worried and was there for her—though it seemed it was a bit too much.

Especially after a long day, but even so..

Your ears perked up as you heard the bedroom door slowly creak open, revealing a guilty Grayson standing at the door—grasping the doorknob tightly before she slowly made her way in and sat down beside you. She watched how you tensed a bit, but there was a hint of softness in your gaze as your eyes met hers befor averting away.

It was a tense, thick silence in the air—thick enough to cut with a knife. You both wanted to speak, but I mean, you were both a bit surprised that she yelled at you. Even she was surprised at herself since it was rare she ever yelled at you. You would glance at her every now and then, opening your mouth to speak—though it was only silence until she finally spoke.

“I’m…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that, love. You only wanted to see if I was ok and I know you care a lot, but sometimes I just need a little time alone to myself, hm?” Her voice had that usual raspy, husky tone to it along with a edge of gentleness and care—as if she was practically softening up.

Your eyes flickered over at her with a glint in your eyes, soaking in the warmth of her words. You stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sigh, settling your head against her shoulder, “I’m sorry too…I should’ve let you have your space too, honey. I just wanted to make sure you were ok, I didn’t mean to, ya know, overwhelm you? But you also didn’t have to yell at me either..”

She nodded in understanding, wrapping an arm around you to bring you closer to her before she placed a loving kiss to your head—a gesture you’ve always been fond of since you’ve been together. You were happy you both apologized and talked it out as other couples would just hold a grudge and just go on about it with silly tactics, but not you two—especially since Grayson couldn’t bare the fact of going to sleep with you and you were upset at her.

How could she do such a thing?

“Oh, I know, love…I know and I’m sorry, but at least we’ve talked, hm? Communicate. We won’t have this little…run-in anymore, no?” She whispered softly, gazing at you with a loving glance as she brushed her thumb over the skin of your cheek—eliciting you to lean into the warm, welcoming touch.

“No…we won’t..”

“Good..”

She pulled away to only pull you into a warm, tender hug as she held you close—engulfing the scent of your perfume as you snuggled up to her. The night went on yo be a nice, relaxing night for the both of you. Relaxing in a warm bath. Talking about whatever came to mind. And just being two lovebirds in love <3

It wasn’t until the beautiful morning came, you had rose from your sleep, of course you knew that Grayson was already up and out for her usual duties—as always. You looked around as you grunted while shuffling out the bed and throwing your robe on to head in the kitchen. And that’s when you saw it…

It was a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers, wrapped in a lovely, vintage newspaper that contrasted the delicate flowers. Along with that, the wrapped boxes and bag sat along side it—wrapped with your favorite color. The thought of her doing this made you fall even in more in love with her—God she was going to be the death of you.

It was also a little note on the side of the box, picking it up to read it as your eyes scanned over the words, “I hope you’re still not mad at me, Love. But just in case..”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the small note, placing a kiss to it before you sat it down and started to sort through the gifts she graced you with.

You could never stay mad at her <3

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hope you enjoyed dolliessss (so so sooooo sorry this took so long to post 💔)!!!

[graciedollie]

hii hi, could you make one where grayson and reader are wives and work together as council guards until one day reader arrives injured and grayson becomes extremely worried. I would really be happy if you did that! ❤️‍🩹, I love your writing, do it in your own time!!

Complications

Pair: Grayson x FemCouncilGuard!Reader

Summary: It was a pretty normal day while you were doing your normal duties, having to be sent to make an arrest in the grimy streets of Zaun. The arrest wasn’t going to go smooth obviously, but it definitely wasn’t supposed to go this way either.

Warning(s): Description of injuries (stab wound) ,mention of bleeding, swearing (ofc), reader being stubborn, Grayson scolding reader, fluff added too ofc <3, reader is kind of a smartass

A/N: I love writing for my bbg <3 also feel free to leave any requests

The sun was slowly turning in for the late evening, casting a beautiful hue of orange and purple across the hazy skies. You were handling your usual duties before you were requested by the councils, figuring it would be about handling a certain case. It didn’t take you long before you stumbled upon the large room, seeing all the members and your wife, standing attentively.

Grayson looked over at you as you stood next to her, flashing you a small smile before turning her serious focus back to the council members before one of them spoke, who happened to be council Mel Medarda.

“There have been reports of a group—preferably from the Undercity—causing havoc among our city, leading to the people being understandably upset. I trust that you will sort this problem, yes?”

Before Grayson could even speak, you quickly agreed with a swift nod and eager words. “Yes ma’am, of course. I can assure you this little mishap will be sorted.” In return, Mel gave you a soft smile and a firm nod before dismissing the both of you.

As the two of you soon left and walked along the long hallways, you were suddenly stopped by the large hands of your wife on your shoulders. You turned to look at her with a confused expression before she started to speak, “Sweetheart, I think it’s best if you let me take this one with you, yes? I know you’re well on your own, but you haven’t gone much in the Undercity as much as me.”

You couldn’t help, but grunt in slight irritation at her words, knowing she only worried for your safety—you were her wife for God’s sake. “Baby, I can do just as fine on my own. I’ll just take Marcus and backup with me, it’ll be fine.”

She narrowed her eyes at you, obviously not fond of the idea of not being partnered up with you for this case—especially such as these. Her eyes stared in yours intensely before softening, nodding slowly with a sigh.

“Alright…but, if I hear one bad thing goes down there..”

“It’ll be fine, Honey. I can handle it, plus I’ll have hep with me.

How hard could this possibly be? All you were doing is going down to the Lanes and making an arrest, nothing out of the ordinary.

Oh honey, you were wrong.

The night took over the golden sky, leaving the sky blanketed in a dark cover. Venturing into Zaun wasn’t the most extravagant thing, if you’re being honest. It was grimy. People giving you dirty looks. And definitely different from Piltover. Neon lights and signs crowded the dark streets, every angle except the dingy alleys.

The more and more you ventured into the streets, the more you realized how this arrest was going to be anything, but easy. You and your crew walked through the streets, looking around with hardened gaze at the peering standbys—obviously noticing the fiery glares.

Based on the information you and your crew were given, it seem that the group hung around a certain abandoned building—which didn’t take too long to stumble upon. You glared at the group, seeing how their teeth were yellow and how buffed they looked.

“We can make this easy or not so easy. All your choice.”

The group looked around at each other with disbelief before turning back to you with a chuckle, eyeing you as if you were prey—which you definitely seemed so to them. “Would ya look at that? Think you’re gonna take us in? We’re not going down without a damn fight.”

Sometimes you wondered why you even chose this damn job sometimes.

“Let me make this clear.”

That was all you said before you and another of your crew pulled your guns, aiming them directly at the group, earning a grunt of shock and irritation.

“Last chance.”

The group scowled at your crew as the rest of the crew pulled out the restraints, seeing how they dangled dangerously in their grasp. All of sudden, one of the members charged at you before you quickly aimed at the man before..

WHACK.

You don’t know how it happened or what did it come from, but all you knew was that you were on the floor and had blood dribbling down your lips—most likely from being brutally punched. Your eyes glared at the mysterious person, seeing them emerge from the shadow and saw that it was woman. You quickly shuffled onto your feet, looking over at your crew while they were busy handling the others before focusing your attention back to woman.

She had a nasty grin on her chapped lips, slipping a sharp knife from the back of her pants as she eyed you steadily—seeing how you were focused solely on her. “Oh c’mon, can’t handle a little punch?”

You grunted at her taunt before trying to reach for your gun, but saw that it was fucking gone? Fucking great. Luckily, you had close combat experience. You were steady on your feet, keeping eye contact with the woman before she lunged at you with her knife, causing you to lean back and grab her arm to pin it behind her back as she stumbled to the ground and the knife clatter out her hand.

“Made this way harder than it had to be.”

Your eyes narrowed down at the woman as you pinned her wrist behind the small of her back, only moving one hand to reach for the cuffs, but that was your biggest mistake. The woman quickly reached for a knife on her side and sliced you on the side of your stomach, earning a pained yelp as you scrambled back from the woman.

“Wonder how you made it this far..”

You sneered at the woman, panting heavily as you applied pressure to the bleeding wound before slowly standing up as did she. It started to feel that maybe—just maybe—you should’ve listen to your wife.

The woman chuckled lowly before quickly charging at you, but was quickly clocked in the back of her head by Marcus with a gun—specifically, your gun that was scattered to the side—successfully cuffing her. The rest of the crew cuffed the rest of the group, herding them back. He added the woman in with the her group as they were escorted away, shouting out streams of profanities and whatnot.

His eyes immediately snapped back to you as you huffed heavily, seeing the blood seep through the clothes onto your hand gradually. He quickly helped you, throwing your arm over his shoulder as he helped you walk.

“Shit—you ok? What the hell happened back there?” He grunted lowly as you both shuffled back through the grimy streets and onto the bridge, crossing over to piltover.

“Some fuckin’—shit—girl came from nowhere and just punched me…and stabbed me..” Your voice was strained and heavy, trying not to wince too much as the slash only continued to bleed heavily.

“God…do you have any idea how stupid it was to take this case? You know Grayson is already going to be on mine and your ass.”

“Mhm, I know…let’s just focus on me not dying, yeah?”

and brother, was he right.

You laid in the infirmary, laying slightly uncomfortably as the slash on your side was still recovering. The blood loss wasn’t too bad, but scary and a blessing that you survived. The infirmary was nice and quiet, despite having doctors check in on you and here and there, but that didn’t last long until..

“What the hell were you thinking?”

Your eyes shot up quickly at the familiar voice, seeing your absolutely enraged wife rushing over to your side, quickly embracing you before caressing your face with a firm grasp and stern glare.

“Baby, listen—“

“Don’t give me that! I told you that I didn’t feel right about you going there. I trusted that you could handle it. Do you have any idea how worried I was when I was informed to hear that my wife was in the infirmary—being treated for a stab wound? Do you really?”

Her voice was stern, but held a edge of obvious concern and worry—though she was pissed. You frowned slightly as she scolded you, which was definitely expected from her, but you knew she was only concerned and worried for you.

“Honey, I know you’re upset, but I handled a good bit on my own…” Your voice was raspy and low, due to being sleep for a good while or so. She let out a heavy sigh as she pinched the bridge of her nose, looking at you with a gradually softening before her hand caressed her cheek.

“I know and I’m proud that you did, but still, it was a risky idea to even take that case in a first place…you could’ve let me handled it.”

Though she was pissed, she still was worried and highly concerned for her dear wife, who happened to look like an angel despite being injured. Her thumb brushed over your cheek, gazing at you with obvious fret in her eyes as she murmured softly, “I swear I have to keep my patience in check with you…”

“Aww, I know you still love me.”

She couldn’t help, but chuckle at your cocky little remark, looking at you with a raised brow and an amused smile etched on her lips before brushing her hand over your thighs.

“Of course, I do, love. Though sometimes you make me want to strangle you..”

“Like how that woman wanted to before she stabbed me?”

Her eyes widened in surprise at your worst-timing joke, glaring at you with a tight pursed frown on her lips as she pointed a finger at you, “That is not funny.”

“What, you brought it up!?”

It would definitely be a wild before you ever got a case to go back to Zaun…it was definitely for the best to avoid complications.

hope you enjoyed and hoped this was to your liking, anon <3

[graciedollie]

literally me rn💔

[graciedollie]

I'm so starved for grayson content, could you cook up a domestic fluff fic? Can be modern au, whatever you bless us with I'm sure it'll be fire 🙏🔥❤

Slow Days

pair; grayson x fem!reader

summary: The day as slowly starting to wind down as the night soon began, covering the beautiful city in a beautiful dark purple hue. Your wife, Grayson, would soon come home after a good day of doing her usual work—missing you like never before.

warnings: nothing drastic, modern au, reader and grayson are married, cats are mentioned, grayson and reader have an adopted daughter, and just overall sweetness !! (a little chaotic at the end)

a/n: hope you enjoy bby <3

The day has been nothing but good to you, despite having some issues here and there during most the week—dealing with work, motherhood and just dealing with life in general. It was exhausting, yes, but you wouldn’t trade this for the world—especially your precious baby girl. She was an amazing addition to you and Grayson’s life, absolutely loving her from the moment you adopted her. She was an absolute angel and very energetic as she was a 5 year old that was always buzzing with energy—almost a little too much at times.

You were now cooking a nice dinner, filling the air with an aroma of seasoning, grilling meat, and simmering broth. Your daughter was in the living room with Mei-Mei, a Siamese cat you two found, and playing with her toys. You looked over at her with a smile gracing your lips as you called out to her, “Angel, wanna come help mommy bake a cake?” Her head snapped over to you with a wide smile appearing on her lips as she nodded eagerly, scrambling from her spot and over to your side on her little stoolstep, “Yes ma’am!”

The kitchen was filled with giggles and music playing, creating a warm, honey environment that warmed your heart as you watched how your daughter happily helped mixed the delicious cake batter—god you loved this little girl with your whole heart. A couple minutes soon passed on before you heard the front door open and close, followed by the familiar heavy footsteps—revealing Grayson in all her glory as a smile tugged at her lips as she saw the sight that always gave her a heart a warm welcome.

Your daughter snapped her head to the sound of footsteps and immediately rushed to Grayson with a big smile as she jumped in her arms; almost suffocating Grayson with her very affectionate hugs, “Hi momma!” You couldn’t help but smile at the sight, seeing how Grayson would hold her tightly, “Hey Precious. Been helpin’ with mommy?” Your daughter nodded her head eagerly as she giggle before look over at you, “Yes! We were getting ready to make cake—I did the batter and mommy said I did good!”

Grayson couldn’t help but smile wider at the young girl’s enthusiasm, placing a couple kissed on her cheek as she chuckle softly, “I’m sure you did, baby girl. You always do a good job with helping mommy out.” Her eyes glazed over at you with nothing but affection and longing before she settled the girl down to her feet, “How ‘bout you go play with Mei-Mei, Sweetheart?” The little girl nodded her head eagerly before scattering off through the house to find the cat, leaving you and Grayson alone.

You felt her arms wrap around your waist as you were finishing dinner, chuckling softly at the sensation of her lips placing soft kisses of the skin of your neck. “Missed you…” You murmured softly as you leaned your head over to give her more space, “Missed you too, Love..” Her raspy, husky voice ringed through your ears as she whispered close to your ears while her hands roamed down your sides. You finished playing dinner before turning to face her, caressing her cheek gently as you muttered, “How was work, hm?”

“Long. The usual..” She sighed lowly while leaning into your touch, wrapping her hand around your wrist to pull you closer to her, “Just happy I’m home now with my two favorite girls..” You couldn’t help the sweet, adoring smile that tugged at your lips as her sweet words seeped in your heart, “I’m happy you’re home too, honey.” She pulled you into a warm hug as she buried her head in your neck as you did hers, engulfing your smell and you engulfing hers—the scent that always brought you comfort.

The embrace felt warm and welcoming as it always have been, and it always made both of you to melt in each others touch. Her hands roamed up and down your hips before pulling her head away to gaze lovingly at you, “Everyday I wonder how lucky I am to have you and her…You two are the only thing that keep me sane.” A warm smirk tugged at your lips at her words, eyes filled with undying love and adoration before you pulled her into a sweet, gentle kiss—pouring your heart into slow, sensual dance. God it felt like forever since you both had little intimate moments like this, and this was pure heaven.

Until…

There was a loud crash and the sound of young girl yelping from the bathroom, immediately prompting you and Grayson to run and see what had happened. Your eyes were wide before you let out an exasperated sigh, rubbing your temples deeply as you closed your eyes. The sight was honestly not what you expected.

“Angel, why is Mei-Mei pink?” There stood the hot-pink cat and your daughter with a guilty expression on her pouty face, looking up at you and Grayson as she shrugged, “I thought she’d look pretty if she was pink…” You peeked one of your eyes open to fully take in the sight, splatters of pink on the tub and walls, cat foot prints and her hand prints, and the scattered markers on the floor.

“Call the vet?”

“Mhm.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Safe to say, it would be a while until that pink dye came out of Mei-Mei’s fur.

hope you enjoyed dollies <3 (sorry if it’s short!!)

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@sillygirl-lol

[graciedollie]

MASTERLIST

ᡣ𐭩 I will try to keep my masterlist updated as possible!!

nsfw= 𖤍

sfw= ᯓᡣ𐭩

mix of both ᰔᩚ

angst 𓇢𓆸

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Nursing Sevika ᯓᡣ𐭩

Early Christmas Gift from Maddie 𖤍

Blowing off some steam with Sevika 𖤍

Fixing your attitude with Ambessa 𖤍

Unexpected ᯓᡣ𐭩

Sub!Grayson 𖤍

Slow Days ᯓᡣ𐭩

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Grayson Headcannons ᰔᩚ

Ambessa Medarda w/ Masc Reader Headcannons ᰔᩚ

Chef!Grayson w/ PastryChef!Reader ᯓᡣ𐭩

········· one shot ⭑.ᐟ

Troublesome Timingᯓᡣ𐭩

goodbyes are bittersweet ᰔᩚ

Complications ᯓᡣ𐭩

Too Much Is Nonsense 𖤍

Wandering Lamb 𖤍

Precious Petals ᯓᡣ𐭩

Difficult Days ᯓᡣ𐭩

Heavy Moments ᯓᡣ𐭩

One Last Time 𓇢𓆸

Nothing But Love ᯓᡣ𐭩

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valeria garza twitter links 𖤍

ellie williams twitter links 𖤍

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[graciedollie]

Grayson x plus size fem S/O fluff, but make it appreciation like rather than objectification? Just something softer instead of straight up sexualization of reader's size 🙏🙏🙏

Nothing But Love

pair: grayson x plussize!reader

summary: It was a beautiful day in the gorgeous town of Piltover as you and your wife were taking your usual stroll through the markets. She spoiled you rotten, buying you anything you had wanted and she was enjoying every bit of it. The day certainly got better when something caught your eye.

warnings; none, just pure fluff, grayson loves her wife (you), and you’re married (ofc) , reader is fem (ofc)🎀

a/n: hope you enjoy anon <3 (and i completely understand the sexualization thing—it literally gets to a point!!)

The gorgeous city of Piltover was buzzing with activity of crowd. Kids running around freely, people chatting happily with one another and even checking the latest inventions that were released not too long ago. It was a perfect day for a nice outing with your lovely wife, Grayson.

You two been happily married for a good 3 year and it’s been the best 3 years of your life. Grayson always loved you dearly, inside and out. You were a bigger girl and that just made Grayson fall in love with you even more, but your personality and aura really caught her heart more than your body.

Yeah, she loved your body—god she loved it. She worshipped your body for fucks sake, but that wasn’t what she mainly loved. She loved the way you carried yourself and how you always held this aura around you. She was utterly in love with you and wouldn’t change it any other way—you were both madly in love.

You two were happily enjoying the beautiful day you were offered and were walking along the busy streets of buzzing people. Grayson wrapped her arms around your waist as her hand rested on your hip, rubbing her thumb over your hips—enjoying the feeling of your hip dips she was obsessed with. She had opted for a nice causal outfit while you wore a nice (favorite color) dress that hugged your body—allowing your stomach to show proudly, plump thighs peeking slightly and the swell of your breast.

Grayson always loved when you wore dresses, especially those pretty sundresses. God she was utterly obsessed with them and always bought one for you whenever she saw it—which you were always thankful for!! With the day of shopping and running errands, she was excited to go clothes shopping with you, even if it was a hassle for you to pick clothes—she was always quick to help her precious!!

You first stopped at your usual floral shop that you lived to pick up your favorite flowers and you always—ALWAYS—made sure to pick Grayson flowers too (which were those pretty Iris flowers!!) Your eyes were practically gleaming as you happily sniffed the flowers, turning to her wide smile tugged at your lips as you held the flowers to her. “Ain’t they pretty, baby? They smell so, SO good!” She couldn’t help but chuckle at your enthusiasm, nodding at you with a warm smile etched on her lips, “Mhm, I see, love. Wanna get those?”

Of course you did! You’d call yourself a fool for passing up such things!!

Grayson became increasingly more excited as you were practically flying through your errands, making it closer to finally trying out new clothes for you—this was honestly the main reason why should love running errands with you.

Regardless of whatever you were doing, she just loved being close to you. Her eyes caught sight of the way your nose looked from the side, your double-chin and the way your cheeks would puff whenever you smile—this woman was smitten by you:

It didn’t take long until you both reached your usual clothing store, Adoring Attire. It was your favorite clothing shop that always had your favorite styles and even plus sizes—which was honestly a struggle to find since most people were thinner, but you didn’t let that bother you too much. The bell above the door ringed throughout the shop,causing the familiar employee, Amaria, turned her head with a warm smile. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite customers. How can you help you today?”

Going shopping, specifically clothing shopping, was not always the best experience. Either something was too big or too small, too tight or too loose, or just didn’t shape your figure right. It was frustrating and made shopping difficult, but Grayson introduced you to Amaria shop that so happened to be plus size friendly!! It was honestly a relief to finally find your spark in shopping—now you couldn’t get enough.

“I’m just looking for certain pieces for some little outfits I plan to do!” You chimed happily with a sweet smile, clasping your arms with Grayson as she gazed at you with nothing but love and adoration. Amaria nodded in understanding, swiftly making her way through the racks of clothes as she ushered you over, “these are my recent pieces i’ve made! Feel free to take a look, love.” Oh you were. She didn’t even have to tell twice.

With you grabbing multiple clothing here and there before disappearing in a dressing room, Grayson leaned against the wall as she looked around with an observant gaze; though her mind was racing with excitement and curiosity to see what you were going to come up with.

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“Baby, what do you think?” Was all Grayson heard before she turned her head to see you in all of your glory—she was ready to marry you all over again. Not that you would be complaining, of course. Her lips parted slightly as her eyes went wide at the sight of you, dressed nicely from head to toe. You came out of the dressing room wearing a black button-up shirt with a stripped vest that was paired with a tie and fixed with layers of black skirts, matched with some black heels and sock.

The outfit showed your figure perfectly in ways that didn’t make you feel too uncomfortable or too closed in. It. was. perfect. You, yourself, was perfect and it was clear Grayson though so too with the way she gazed at you as if you were her whole world—which you were. “Love, you look….stunning. God how’d I get so lucky, yeah?” She stepped closer to you as her hand found their way to your hips, pulling you closer to her as you gazed up at her with gleaming eyes and an adoring smile.

Your smile was always her weakness.

“Thank you, baby. You’re so sweet to me.” You murmured softly as you caressed her cheek before leaning into a loving kiss with her; savoring the taste of tea and smoke on her tongue—god YOU were thinking about marrying her all over again now.

You pulled away from the kiss with a small chuckle, running a thumb gently over her cheek as you cupped her face, looking at her with nothing but pure love and affection, “I love you so much, honey…” She couldn’t help the stupid smile that crept along her lips, revealing the smile lines that appeared on her lovely skin, “I love you most, sweetheart.”

“That’s quite impossible since I love you wayyy more.”

“Oh really now?”

“Yes, really.”

She shook her head with a small chuckle escaping from her lips as she held you close to her, looking at you with pure adoration and love struck as she murmured, “Mhm, whatever helps you sleep at night, baby.” You rolled your eyes at her little remark, hitting her chest lightly; earning a hearty laugh from her. “You’re somethin’ else you know that?”

“And you love it.”

“That, I do.”

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Sub!Grayson 🫠

(maybe overstimulated) 🤷🏾‍♀️

Sub!Grayson Drabble

Warnings: brief mention of bondage, reader is a soft dom, cunnilingus, fingering, and OVERSTIMULATION (we love to see it), GRAYSON HAS A BUSH, brief nipple play, straight up nsfw🎀

a/n: yk what…i’m fucking with y’all grayson requests.

Walk with me bby…Grayson having you perched on her lap as both of your lips work in a sensual dance, slowly roaming her warm, large hands all over your body—trying to pull you impossibly closer while also exploring every inch of your body. Both of your chest were pressed together as heavy pants and smacking of lips filled the room as the tension in the room became thick enough to be cut with a knife. God you wanted this woman so bad—needed her as if she was oxygen. You pulled away from the kiss to gaze at her with your dazed gaze, craving her more than ever as you took in the small smirk she gave you, seeing the smile line appear. “What is it, love

You couldn’t help yourself but melt as her raspy voice filled your ears, feeling your pussy throb against the soaked fabric of your panties as you roamed your hands over her arms to down her abdomen. “I wanna try something different..

“Oh really, let me hear it, sweetie.” She was always so patient and loving with you, only wanting you to feel comfortable and loved around her, especially when it came down to vulnerable moments, just as you would for her !! (we love respect, iktr) Ofc you felt comfortable and loved around her, but you couldn’t help that your nerves were a bit frazzled as you recited in your head to ask her over and over again.

“I figured you’d let me…be in charge.”

Her brows raised in surprise, but she was also intrigued. A small smirk tugged at her lips, revealing the smile line that grazed her skin—god this woman was everything. She could only chuckle at your words, giving you a small nod, “Of course. Why not, hm?”

Oh this was gonna be fun.

Heavy pants and grunts escaped her mouth as you suckled at her neck, tantalizing her with your sweet, but sharp nips on her neck—allowing the dark marks to bloom across the delicate skin of her neck. She had her arms restrained with handcuffs clasped to the headboard, assuring her that she wouldn’t be going anywhere any time soon. It’s not she’d ever wanna leave anyway. She’d be a fool to do such a thing. Her body was completely bare to your shameless gaze, revealing her tits and toned abs—just the sight making your soak your panties. “You’re so pretty, Gray…love you so much…” Your voice was sickening sweet to her ears, but god, she’d be lying if it didn’t make her clit throb.

You trail your lips from her neck to her lips, capturing them in a sensual, but hungry manner as you sneaked your hand between her thighs to rub her clit that peeked from the hood which was was crowded by her bush. Her legs slowly spread to give you more space, letting you slowly inch a finger in her already-sticky cunt—eliciting a small groan at the sensation as her body slowly heated up with arousal. Her lips worked steady, but hungrily with yours as grunts and low moans filled your mouth.

It was until then you pulled away to take in that look in her eyes as she panted, looking up at your with a most puppy dog eyes—oh shes been needing this. Craving. She always loved to see what you’d be like if you were in charge and so far, you were the most sweetest thing. “I love you too, baby—need you…” Her raspy voice became low and airy as she completely by your searing kiss and torturous tease—you knew she loved it.

“Say please, Gray. You know what to say when you want something, yeah?” You cooed at her with a gently tone as your voice was sultry and held that sweet sickening edge to it. Her hips bucked up to your touch as you added in another finger, feeling her tightened around your digits—earning a low moan slipping from her lips. “Love….please, s-shit..”

“There we go…..you’re so good, baby..” Your words circled her head swiftly as you slowly started to pick up the pace of your fingers while rubbing over clit, adoring how her chest heaved and stomach flex with each jerk of her body. “you’re doing so good..” She couldn’t even deny that your praises were make her clench and soak around your fingers even more—you both knew it did.

You leaned back up to suckle at your neck as you sped up your fingers, relishing in the groans and low moans becoming more quick as you felt her walls flutter around you—knowing she couldn’t last much longer. Her thighs tensed up, restrained hand pulled at the handcuffs, and toned stomach flexed as she came with a low moan with a small whimper at the edge.

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“S-shit, love—wait!” Her raspy voice soon mixed with airy whines and heavy pants as you were pushing her towards closer towards the 5th orgasm of the night. You were stuck between her trembling thighs as you lapped hungrily at her clit, suckling and slurping at the swollen abused bud. You knew she was sensitive, but she didn’t wanna stop. You both wanted this + if she wanted to, she would’ve said the safeword: rose. Your eyes peered up at through her thighs, seeing her brows furrowed together, mouth hung up with groans and whines, and they were her eyes tried to desperately focus on yours as you worked tirelessly at her pussy. “please—baby, shit! too much..”

She was just being a big baby about it. Ofc she can take it. If you can, then she can.

You pulled away briefly to gaze up at her with hungry gaze as your hands splayed over her trembling thighs, “yes you can, baby…just gimme one more.” That was all you said before you dives right back into her cunt—slurping and licking at her as if you were a starved woman You slipped two fingers in her slick cunt, causing her hips to jerk at the oversensitivity as a guttural moan escaped from her mouth. The noises filling your ears were downright lewd and pornographic. The squelching noises of her cunt, the muffle moans from you as you ate her out happily, and the gasps and whines that were leaving her lips constantly—slowly getting louder as you picked up your pace and increased pressure on her g-spot with your fingers.

She tugged at the handcuffs swiftly as her body trembled with the buzzing, overwhelming sensation of pleasure and ecstatic coursing through her body—feeling as if she was on cloud9. Her eyes fluttered as she tilted her head back as her body shuddered, instinctively clenching her thighs around her head, which you gently hit firmly pushed down against the bed. “sweetheart, p-please…fuck. I can’t..”

You just simply ignored her and double down on your efforts, working quick flicks of your tongue and fast thrust of your fingers as you knew she was getting closer again l. Your eyes peered up at her through her thighs as her eyes fluttered—threatening to roll to the back of her head. It didn’t take long until her body tensed before breaking down into trembled as the orgasm hit her like a rushing wave, causing the spurts of liquid to flow freely from her spasming cunt as she tugged at the handcuffs with whines and low moans with a shaky edge, leave her lips. You eagerly lapped at her juices, not daring to waste a single drop as you moaned at the taste.

Grayson head fell back as she panted heavily with her chest rising quickly, eyes fluttering in a pure daze before she caught sight of you finally pulling away from her thighs to smuggle close to her—peppering her lips and neck with soft kisses with her essence fresh on your lips.

“Round six, baby?”

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first off, I’m so sorry my requests are so in depth, but i have so many grayson!scenarios and i just want them to play out right. 😭😭

you might have to do research (oops)😓 but maybe 🩵 chef!grayson, because she it’s canon that she’s Persian, so she makes a dish for the reader.

(deadssa, BIG thank you for the recent ones, they are both really fucking good) 🩵

Chef!Grayson Headcannons

pair: chef!grayson x pastrychef!reader

warnings; nothing drastic fr. just lovey dovey stuff <3

a/n: id say i did a good amount of research on this and bby lemme tell you, persian food look so bomb like fr fr BUT hope you enjoy <3!! AND TYYYYY

I would feel as if her restaurant would focus on a more elegantly minimalist style, adding with the traditional Persian motifs and rich colors of blue and red—including the floral pattern and intricate artwork. The restaurant would definitely have a welcoming yet elegant atmosphere as it was mirroring the subtle distinction of Persian cuisine!!

Soon as you would walk in, you’d be hit with a aroma of grilling meat, variety of spices, and a earthy tones in the air. You’d also catch a glimpse of a shelf of imported wines that are just fine, plus beautiful roses at each table.

When she first saw you come through, you were pretty confused on how to pronounce some of the meals and you didn’t really know what were in the dishes. She didn’t mind at all, if anything, she was happy to help figure out what you wanted and explained about what was in each dish—such a sweetie <3!!!

You would soon fall in love with the dishes, soon prompting you to be a regular—either if it was by yourself or with your friend(s). It would get to the point where she knew what dish you were gone pick, knowing exactly what time you’d show up, and already having your meal ready—whether it was to go or dine in.

There were some times you’d stop by for a quick bit and just have a chat with her if she wasn’t too busy. She started to love your little chats and started to learn more about you; you knew how to throw down in the kitchen, whether it was baking or cooking.

She would come intrigued when you would tell her your cooking tricks, listening attentively as she would watch you passionately ramble on and on about how you’d do this to make a cake fluffy or this to make ribs more tender. “Seems you know your stuff, love.”

There would be times when you pick up your meals, there would be a small heart or a little smile face written on the side—always earning a small smile, which she always loved to see whenever she saw you!!

On closing times, you’ll sometimes visit her and let her in on some more tips—even telling her that you picked up a few Persian recipes and you’d be happy to share, which she obviously couldn’t pass up!! So ofc, she said yes!

There would be days when you come in for usual meal at usual time, she’d give you a small flower, which would led to small bouquets with small letters in them—which would ask if you’d like to go on certain dates. Whether it was wine tasting, going out to eat, or her cooking for you—she wanted to know you more.

She loves when you invite her over to your own small little restaurants—watching how focused and precise you were when it came down to either braising a good steak or puffing up some croissants. She would watch how you’d stick your tongue out and furrow your brows when you’re focusing.

There are times you’d invite her over to show her the new Persian recipe you learn since you wanted to show off a little and do a little something for her. She’d be astonished at how you got everything down to a T. “I see you’ve been practicing, hm?”

She’d also come around your little restaurant here and there with flowers to fill your vase. You mention your favorite flowers to her once and she made a mental note and made it a habit of getting you new ones every week or two just so it lightens the place and your precious smile.

It wouldn’t be long until you decided to start asking her to come over to your restaurant and have a little date there after closing time—discussing things like childhood meals, your passions and whatever came to mind.

With the time you spend with her, you see her so much more than just a chef who can cook. She’s a deeply passionate, romantic person who takes pride in her cooking as it reminds her of her childhood that holds dearest to her heart and there’s nothing better than childhood meals.

It wouldn’t be long until the basic dinner dates would switch over to seeing each other more frequently and becoming more comfortable and even intimate. She’d cook your favorite meals as you did hers with her childhood meals.

With time passing along, it’d be official that you two finally became official—bonding over a passion for cooking. It was all too perfect and felt too good to be true, but you both wouldn’t trade it for a thing ofc <3!!

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Could you please do a like fluff/angst, with Grayson. like the reader has seizure, and Grayson has calms her down. 😌

Difficult Days

Pair: Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You’ve been working yourself to the bone. Not giving yourself the decency of a break, not even a small 5 minute one. Your wife has consistently been telling you to take a break, but you didn’t listen—nothing new. But stress piling on stress, something amongst was brewing.

Warnings: Reader has seizures (ofc), mention of epilepsy, overall nothing too bad, slight use of Y/N

A/N: I hope this is to your liking anon, i had to do lots and lots of research on like seizures, but I hope this is somewhat realistic???

It was a pretty stressful for you. The morning started off somewhat shitty. You received your usual kisses from your beloved wife, but then came the water spilling on your work clothes, dropping every little thing in your grasp and not to mention the pounding migraine you were having.

Yeah, it definitely wasn’t your day…or your entire week.

You’ve been working back to back, nonstop. It was tiring, yeah, but you had to keep going. You don’t even know why you didn’t take a break, maybe you’re an overachiever or something in that range. Either way, you were running yourself ragged—and that did not go unnoticed by Grayson.

The sun peeked through the glass of the window, casting a soft glow across the kitchen tiles as Grayson sat at the table, cup of tea in one hand while she was reading the news in one with her reading glasses. You shuffled lazily out of the bedroom, obviously not looking the best as you settled by the table with her, leaning against her with a huff.

“Sweetheart.”

“No. Already know what you’re gonna say..”

Grayson sighed lowly, placing her stuff down to wrap her arms around you as she pulled you closer—planting a warm kiss to your forehead. She couldn’t help, but be worried. I mean, you’ve been working. Non. Stop. You were hardheaded and you knew, but you couldn’t stop—you had to keep busy. “All I’m saying is just to take a break…”

“I will later—“

“You keep saying that, but you never do.” Her voice was stern and raspy, giving you ‘that’ look—knowing she wasn’t dealing with your bullshit, but you weren’t exactly at the best at staying still. You both knew that.

You rolled your eyes at her comment, pushing off from her to grab your stuff (though they kept falling out of your grasp over and over again). Though she was right, you felt the need to keep working and just staying busy in general, but she wasn’t having it at all.

“For Christ’s sake, just stay home for one day, alright? Just one is all I ask.” She was starting to get fully fed up with your stubbornness, always testing her patience—as usual. You couldn’t help, but grumble as she continued to go on and on about you overworking yourself. You weren’t really listening until she said something that really caught you.

“You’re gonna trigger a seizure, Y/N.”

You tensed up as she brought that up. You couldn’t even count how many times you felt this weird ‘aura’ surround you, signaling the brewing process seizing amongst. It wasn’t easy at all, but Grayson helped you along—with her being cautious and very attentive to you whenever she felt that you were a bit off.

“Grayson, I’m not..”

“You are.”

She gave you a glare that was filled with sternness and determination, though with obvious concern for your wellbeing—as she always worried. You looked away as you grasped your things tightly in your hand before setting them down on the counter, “Fine…I’ll stay home for the day.”

She was a bit surprised that you agreed this early in, though she definitely wasn’t complaining at all about it. With a small grunt , she got up from her chair and pulled you into a warm hug while her face was buried in your neck. “You know I only worry because I care and love you, right?”

“Mhm.”

“Good…”

Words couldn’t even describe how relieved she was when you finally gave in and stayed at home, though that didn’t stop you. One way or another, you were going to find something to do.

You were hardheaded and you knew that, but you didn’t care, honestly.

Of course you said you would stay home, but you never said you’d stay still and take a break—you didn’t feel that you had to. So, with you being you, you were up moving about—buzzing around the house with stuff to do. Piles of paperwork, clients ringing in here and there, and other piling things. Yes, it was tiring, but you just couldn’t stop.

You were currently sitting at your desk, brows knitted firmly together as you filed out some paperwork. Your back was killing you, headache was a bitch, muscles were tensed, and you could feel a strange sensation just brewing in you.

Shit. She was right.

Your thoughts were drifting away, further and further. You felt your eyelids getting progressively heavier and heavier as the seconds went by—hell, you could barely focus. There was this…this sense of doom that just slowly blanketed you, making your body tense rather quickly. God you hated this.

Meanwhile for Grayson, she was in the living room, doing her usual things. It was going fine until she felt strange. It was quiet. Too quiet. She swiftly made her way into the bedroom, seeing how your chest heaved heavily as your breathing was unsteady and difficult—quickly moving to your side as she gently pulled you out the chair and onto the floor away from everything.

You, on the other hand, was going through pure hell. Your body felt as if it wasn’t yours, doom was falling over you, your eyes locked on whatever was in front of you—though you could barely even make out what it was sense your vision was blurring gradually until..

You just blacked out. Unconscious.

It felt weird. Aftermath of seizures always felt weird and just like a fever dream, but you couldn’t really remember. You were at your desk, working on something and then BOOM. You’re on your side, coughing and spitting up, tired as hell, feeling disoriented and just downright confused. But what you definitely noticed is that you weren’t alone. She was there right alongside you—just as she always been.

Grayson leaned over to grab some tissue to wipe the waste off your cheek and lips, looking at you with concern and worry. You sighed heavily as you finally turned over to shuffled over to her warmth, which she immediately wrapped her arms around you, “It happened, hm?”

You couldn’t really talk as your tongue was hurting badly, most likely from gnawing on it excessively. A simple nod was all she needed as your eyes fluttered shut, feeling your body tingle with soreness, and your brain clouded. Seizures weren’t fun at all, but at least you had her through every step.

Always through thick and thin.

I hope you enjoyed this and again, i’m sorry if it wasn’t too good at describing with seizures and i only hope you find it to your liking <3