#mel medarda x reader smut

[roastedoatmilk]

Arcane Women Strap Hcs

characters: sevika, vi, caitlyn, mel, ambessa

A/N barely proofread sorry, also my first time writing for arcane please be kind 🙈 i hope y’all enjoy lmk your thoughts :)

Sevika

first things first she has a dark purple strap i’m talking almost the same color that shimmer is and boy does she know how to use it

whenever she pulls the strap out be prepared to not be able to walk the next day

she prefers to fuck you in missionary but if she had to choose a different position it would be fucking you from the bottom, she just loves to be able to see your face while she pleasures you

her strap game is DIABOLICAL, she always makes sure to hit that spot inside you that makes you let out a squeal and causes your toes to curl

honestly she could just cum from fucking you alone but if you feel up to it once she’s done with you she loves when you eat her out after

“that’s it baby, you’re taking me so well just a little more”

Vi

vi screams black strap to me like it just makes sense

she prefers to fuck you slow and DEEP, i’m talking girly lifts your hips off the bed and grips them so hard that you can feel bruises form

shes so cocky about it too like she knows she’s good

vi’s another one that could cum from pleasuring you alone and 9/10 times she does, however the one time she doesn’t she will literally sit on your face once you’re well enough to take care of her

“that feel good pretty girl ? yeah i know it does, you’re always so good for me”

Caitlyn

dark blue strap sorry yall i don’t make the rules

caitlyn loves when you’re on top and she’s fucking you from below

she revels in the sight of you falling apart above her while she’s gripping your hips guiding you

she’s 100% a brat tamer and you can’t tell me any different

“oh darling is it too much ? you shouldn’t have behaved like that if you didn’t want me to fuck you like this”

Mel

HEAR YE HEAR YE she has a gold strap idc idc

mel also likes it when you’re on top however she prefers to gently guide your movements while she praises you

don’t let that mislead you tho shes a HUGE tease

she can and will make you edge yourself until you’re literally crying begging her to let you cum

“ my love you look so beautiful when you ask nicely like that, go ahead and take what you need”

Ambessa

ruby red strap that’s all imma say

the cruelest of the bunch, she’s not afraid to leave you dry while she takes what she needs

another brat tamer yall you love to see it

she doesn’t make love she FUCKS, be prepared to constantly be buying new headboards

she makes you suck on her strap NEXTTTTT

“sweet girl did you think i’m finished with you ? no no we aren’t done until you can’t remember anything but my name”

[fleurvi]

Big Chested S/O | Arcane Women

request for arcane women with big titty gfs

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genre: smut (minors dni)

characters: ambessa, caitlyn, grayson, mel, sevika, vi

cw: fem!reader, big chested!reader, titty play, titty sucking, marking (vi), titty slapping (grayson), strap on sex (grayson, sevika)

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Ambessa Medarda

Ambessa cannot keep her hands to herself. She had invited you to soak in the bath with her and cleared the attendants and guards from the room when you first entered, leaving the two of you alone. You're sitting between her legs with your head against her chest.

Within minutes, her hands reach around to your chest. She squeezes roughly; she treasures you, but you're a grown woman and can take some rough handling.

“Touch yourself for me”, she all but orders, and you listen, hand slipping beneath the warm water to play with your slit while she gropes your tits and rolls your nipples between her fingers. “Does that feel good?”

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Caitlyn Kiramman

DIABOLICAL ORAL FIXATION.

Cait finally comes to bed and finds you lying awake with a book. “You didn't have to wait for me,” she says, crawling over to your lap instead of her own side of the bed.

“I'll always wait for you, you know that”, you sigh in response. She pulls you into a kiss to show appreciation before trailing her lips down your neck and collarbone. When she gets to your chest, She lifts her head to look you in the eyes before leaning down again to take one of your nipples into her mouth, sucking on it. She presses a finger to your hole as she pulls away from your chest.

“Can I touch you while I suck on these gorgeous tits?” she asks, smile splitting into a grin as she lowers her head back down.

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Grayson

She likes to watch them bounce as you ride her strap.

“Yeah, just like that”, she grunts as you bounce on the toy. She calls it training. She knows it's not right to engage with a subordinate in this way, but when you make such a pretty picture to look at, who is she to deny herself? She's not making eye contact with you though, focused on your chest in her face. When you slow down a little, thighs burning with the ache of riding, she brings a hand up to harshly slap them. “Why are you slowing down? I'm not finished with your training,” she says, hands gripping your hips to assist you in gaining back your pace. “If you keep up just like that, I'll give you a reward.”

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Mel Medarda

Mel asks you to model topless for her so she can paint you. You have to get her back on course multiple times because she keeps getting distracted by your tits.

“I thought you were a woman of composure”, you tease as she gets caught staring again. She rolls her eyes in response.

“I've been finished for five minutes; I just wanted extra time to stare at them,” Mel says matter of factly. You get up from where you've been posing, engulfing her in a back hug as you examine her artwork. It's impressive. She paints you in such a sensual light. Your hands drop from her hips to her thighs. “While I was painting your chest, I was thinking about having them as my next canvas.”

“Yeah? If you show me how much you like them, I'll think about it,” you say as she turns in your arms, ready to walk you over to her bed and worship your chest with her mouth.

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Sevika

Sevika likes to feel them rub against yours as she fucks you nice and deep. She thrusts her hips, grinding her cock inside you. You'd been begging for her to get the strap and fuck you, and now that she's inside, you're a drooling mess. She's completely covering you, pressing her muscular body on top of yours. The way your sensitive nipples rub against her chest as she rocks against you makes her eyes roll to the back of her head. Skin-on-skin contact is Sevika's weakness.

Sevika has a very short list of things that get her going, and your tits are top of that list.

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Vi

After a rough fight, Vi will find an empty room, back you up against the wall and let out all her pent-up energy on your tits. She loves to leave marks, decorating your chest with hickies and bite marks. She's enthusiastic, letting her actions tell you how she feels. She's desperate with how her tongue drags along your skin, and her teeth sink in. Her mouth is too occupied to speak, but you can hear the curses she grits out between biting and sucking on your precious skin. She's also a proud woman, and knowing you have her marks on you fuels her to do more. Your boobs are the perfect destresser for her.

“Fuck, look at you”, she growls, admiring her dirty work. “Always so fucking pretty.”

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Thank you so much for requesting, I'm so abnormal about the arcane ladies, I need to write more for them. I hope you enjoyed!!

[misswynters]

༘⋆♡ Arcane characters reacting to having you be a vs bombshell model

featuring: vi, sevika, mel, cait, ekko, viktor and ambessa

warnings: kissing, heavy touching, implied nsfw themes

inspired by my fic XOXO w/ jinx (which is why she isn’t included)

a/n: might of went overboard with some (let me know if there any mistakes)

Sevika

Sevika leaned against the wall, her eyes sweeping over you as you entered the room, the curves of your body accentuated by the form-fitting outfit you were wearing. She didn't say anything at first, her gaze intense as if she were appraising you, testing you. "You look good," she finally said, her voice husky. "But l've got a better idea.

Want to show me just how good?" She stepped closer, her hand grazing the side of your cheek as her fingers gently trailed down your neck. "I want to see you in that lingerie of yours-the one you always wear when you want to really make an impression. The one that drives me wild," she added, her lips curling into a half-smile.

You swallowed, feeling the heat rise between you both. She didn't need to say it twice. The way her eyes burned into you told you everything.

As you slipped out of your clothes and into the requested set, she took a slow, appreciative breath. "Damn... Now that's what I'm talking about." The hunger in her eyes was unmistakable, and you could tell she was ready to claim this moment as hers.

Sevika leaned back in her chair, the low light of her quarters casting sharp shadows across her face as her piercing gaze locked onto you. Her usually composed demeanor faltered slightly as you stepped closer, the lingerie she had insisted on seeing clinging to your figure in all the right ways. She let out a low hum of approval, her scarred lip quirking into a smirk as she rested her elbow on the armrest, her metal fingers tapping rhythmically against her knuckles.

“You’re gonna kill me one of these days, y’know that?” she drawled, her voice husky as her eyes roamed over you, lingering on every detail of the delicate lace and silk.

“You said you wanted to see it,” you teased, stepping between her legs, your confidence wavering slightly under her intense scrutiny.

Sevika’s smirk widened as she reached out, her human hand brushing over your hip while the cool metal of her prosthetic traced your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. “Didn’t think you’d actually listen,” she admitted, her tone rough but tinged with amusement. “But damn, you wear it better than I imagined.”

Her grip tightened, and in one swift motion, she pulled you onto her lap, her lips crashing against yours in a kiss that was all heat and hunger. Her hands roamed boldly, one sliding to your waist to pull you closer while the other cupped the back of your neck, anchoring you to her.

“You’re mine tonight,” she growled against your lips, her voice low and possessive. “Every damn inch of you.”

The tension in the air was electric, her touch igniting a fire under your skin as she kissed down your neck, her sharp teeth grazing your skin playfully. You could feel her smirk against your collarbone as her hands continued their exploration, leaving no part of you untouched.

“Sevika,” you gasped, your voice trembling as her lips and and hands sent your senses into overdrive.

She chuckled, the sound rumbling through her chest as she leaned back slightly to admire the effect she had on you. "Relax," she murmured, her thumb brushing over your cheek as her eyes softened ever so slightly. "We've got all night." And knowing who sevika is with you, you knew that she was telling the truth. It was going to be a rough night.

Vi

Vi was already leaning against the wall when you stepped off the stage, her arms crossed and a cocky grin plastered across her face. The moment she saw you in your intricate wings and delicate lingerie, she couldn't hide her pride-or the heat in her gaze.

"Damn," she drawled as you approached, her eyes shamelessly raking over you. "How am I supposed to share you with the whole world when you look like that?" Your cheeks warmed as you stepped closer, unable to keep the smile off your face. "You like it?" you teased, spinning slowly to give her the full view.

"Like it?" she repeated, pushing off the wall and closing the distance between you. Her hands found your waist, pulling you flush against her. "Babe, I love it. But now I can't stop thinking about getting you out of it." She whispered, her breath warm against your ear, the promise of more heat to come in her voice.

Before you could answer, she reached out, pulling you toward her with a strength that made your heart skip a beat. Her lips found yours, firm and passionate, a kiss that left no room for hesitation. Her hands slipped down your back, pressing you flush against her, grinding your hips together for just a moment, enough to send a thrill through both of you. Hands roaming from the soft silk of your waist to the small of your back, where she hooked her fingers over the straps of the wings.

"You're incredible up there," she murmured against your lips, her voice husky. "But I think I prefer this view with just you and me."

You laughed softly, your hands sliding up her chest and locking behind her neck. "So, no complaints about my job, then?"

She smirked, leaning down to nip at your jawline. "None. As long as I'm the only one who gets the private shows."

"Jealous much?" Her grip tightened slightly on your hips as she kissed a trail down your neck.

"Nah," she murmured, her lips brushing against your skin. "Just possessive." Your breath hitched as her hands dipped lower, her voice dropping to a whisper. "What do you say we head home? I wanna see you take this off."

Mel Merdarda

The evening air was heavy with the scent of candles and sweet perfume as you stepped into Mel Medarda’s private quarters. Her golden eyes lifted from the glass of wine in her hand, and the moment they landed on you, the room seemed to still. She was lounging on a chaise, her regal posture radiating authority, but the flicker of surprise and desire in her gaze softened her otherwise impenetrable demeanor.

“You’ve outdone yourself tonight,” she murmured, her voice like velvet, her lips curving into a knowing smile. She set her glass down and stood, her silk gown cascading around her as she crossed the room with an elegance only she could command.

Her hands reached out, brushing against the edges of your robe. Slowly, she pulled it aside to reveal the intricate lingerie beneath. The golden embroidery glimmered in the candlelight, hugging your figure perfectly. Mel’s fingers grazed your bare shoulder, her touch light but electrifying.

“You’re a vision,” she whispered, her voice dropping an octave as her lips found yours in a kiss that was both reverent and insistent. Her hands traced your waist, pulling you closer as her warmth enveloped you.

Breaking the kiss, she looked into your eyes, her smile soft yet mischievous. “Tonight, you’re not just mine to admire,” she said, her voice sultry as she led you toward the chaise. “You’re mine to worship.” And worship you, she did, with all the precision and devotion you’d come to expect from her.

Caitlyn Kiramman

Caitlyn had always been composed, but the moment you entered her bedroom, the shift in her demeanor was undeniable. She stood by the bed, her eyes never leaving you as she slowly approached.

"You're looking stunning, as always," she said softly, but there was something more to her words— something loaded with desire.

Before you could respond, she moved quickly, her hand finding the back of your neck, pulling you into a passionate kiss. Her lips were gentle at first, almost hesitant, but that hesitation faded quickly as she pinned you to the bed, her body pressing you down.

Her hands roamed, tracing the curve of your body as her lips trailed down your jaw, your neck, each kiss leaving you breathless. "You're mine now," Caitlyn murmured, her voice filled with possessiveness and longing, as she kissed you with renewed fervor.

Caitlyn's weight pressed you gently into the soft mattress as her lips moved hungrily against yours, her usually refined and composed demeanor unraveling in the privacy of her dimly lit bedroom. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a silver glow over her tousled hair and sharp features as she kissed you with an intensity that sent heat rushing through your veins.

Her hands roamed your sides, her touch firm but reverent, like she was mapping every inch of your body for the first time. As her lips left yours, you barely had a moment to catch your breath before they found their way to your jaw, then lower, to the delicate skin of your neck.

"You're incredible," Caitlyn murmured against your skin, her voice husky and filled with awe. Her hands slid under the hem of your shirt, her fingers grazing your bare skin as she drew closer, her hips flush against yours. "How did I get so lucky?"

Your breath hitched as she grabbed your wrists harder above your head with one hand. She tilted her head up, her sapphire eyes locking onto yours, a mischievous smirk tugging at her lips. "Do you want me to continue?" she asked, her tone soft but teasing as her free hand traced lazy patterns down your torso.

You nodded, unable to form words under the weight of her gaze, and she leaned down, her lips brushing the shell of your ear. "Good," she whispered before trailing kisses down your neck, her hand releasing your wrists to cup your cheek.

Her kisses became slower, more deliberate as she moved lower, her touch grounding and unhurried, savoring every reaction she pulled from you. You arched into her, your fingers tangling in her hair as she found the sensitive spot just below your collarbone.

"You're breathtaking," Caitlyn said softly, her voice raw with emotion as she pulled back for a moment to admire you. She leaned in again, her lips brushing against yours in a tender kiss before she smiled, her thumb stroking your cheek. "And you're mine."

It wasn't just the passion in her touches or the hunger in her kisses that left you breathless, it was the way Caitlyn held you as if you were the most precious thing in the world. The quiet devotion in her every move.

Ekko

Ekko was nervously tapping his fingers against his leg as he watched you enter, his eyes wide. He'd always admired you from afar, but seeing you now in that revealing outfit-it was too much for him to handle.

"U-uh... can we... can we do a private show? Just for me?" he stammered, his cheeks flushed. His fingers fidgeted as he tried to gather the courage to ask, his voice full of a mix of excitement and nerves. You could tell he was flustered, and a smile crept onto your face. You approached him slowly, giving him a teasing wink.

"Of course," you said softly. "Just for you, Ekko." His eyes lit up, and the look of wonder on his face made your heart flutter. You moved into the center of the room, giving him a slow, sensual dance, letting the rhythm flow through you.

Every movement you made seemed to take his breath away, and when you finished, he was speechless, his eyes wide and full of admiration. "That... was amazing," he whispered. "I-I can't believe you did that for me."

Ekko leaned against the wall of the hideout, his face still flushed from your impromptu “fashion show.” His wide eyes darted between you and the floor, his words stumbling over themselves.

“I-I didn’t think you’d actually—”

“You asked for a private fashion show,” you teased, stepping closer, the soft fabric of your robe brushing against your legs. “I just delivered.”

Ekko swallowed hard, his hand nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d actually…” His voice trailed off as he gestured vaguely toward you, his fingers twitching.

“You didn’t think I’d wear something like this for you?” You tilted your head, a playful smirk tugging at your lips. “You really underestimate me, Ekko.”

His gaze flickered to yours, the usual sharp confidence in his eyes softened by his clear awe. “No, it’s not that,” he muttered, his voice dropping. “I just didn’t think I deserved to see you like this.”

That caught you off guard. You stepped closer, reaching out to cup his cheek, your thumb brushing against his warm skin. “Ekko,” you said softly, “you’ve done so much for me. For everyone here. You deserve a lot more than just this.”

His hand came up to cover yours, his touch steady despite his flustered demeanor. “You don’t have to do anything special for me, you know?” he murmured, his eyes searching yours. “Just… you being you is enough.”

You smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. His breath hitched, but he quickly melted into the kiss, his hands hesitantly finding your waist. The tension in the air shifted, the nervous energy giving way to something warmer, more intimate.

As your fingers threaded through his hair, Ekko pulled you closer, his grip firm but gentle. The kiss deepened, and you felt his heart pounding against yours, fast and steady like the rhythm of a drum.

When you finally pulled back, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were slightly swollen. “You’re really trying to kill me here,” he joked breathlessly, his hands still resting on your waist.

“Not at all,” you teased, trailing a finger along his jawline. “But I do like seeing you flustered. It’s cute.”

He groaned, burying his face in your shoulder to hide his embarrassment. “You’re such a tease.”

“And you love it,” you quipped, wrapping your arms around his neck. Ekko chuckled, the sound muffled against your skin. “Yeah,” he admitted softly, his arms tightening around you. “I really do.”

The moment lingered, the hum of the hideout fading into the background as the two of you held each other. For all the chaos and danger in your lives, this was a rare moment of peace. And neither of you wanted to let it go.

Viktor

Viktor's lab was cluttered with papers and equipment, but as soon as you stepped in, the clutter seemed to disappear. All he could focus on was you. You stood before him, your usual elegance replaced by an undeniable confidence, as you slowly peeled back the layers of your clothing. Viktor's breath caught in his throat as you revealed what lay beneath. The way your eyes met his, made his pulse race.

You leaned casually against the counter, but the smirk playing on your lips betrayed how much you enjoyed his reaction.

"Well?" you teased, your voice soft yet challenging. "Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to say something?"

Viktor blinked, his lips parting as if to form words, but they didn't come. His gaze flickered downward to the lingerie you wore, all delicate lace and sheer fabric, a stark contrast to the sterile and utilitarian environment of his workspace. "You're... truly something," he finally managed, his accent curling around the words.

You tilted your head playfully. “Something good, I hope?"

He took a cautious step closer, his cane clicking softly against the floor. "You know exactly what I mean," he murmured, his voice lower now, tinged with awe. His hand reached out, hesitating for just a moment before his fingers brushed the fabric at your hips. "You've outdone yourself."

Your heart skipped at the reverence in his tone. "I thought l'd surprise you," you said softly, leaning into his touch.

"You've done more than surprise me," Viktor admitted, his golden-brown eyes locking onto yours. "You've... completely distracted me."

You chuckled, looping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. "Is that such a bad thing?"

Before he could answer, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. Viktor stiffened at first, clearly caught off guard, but then his hands found their way to your hips, hesitant yet firm. He kissed you back, slow and deliberate, as though trying to savor every moment. When you deepened the kiss, sliding your fingers into his hair, Viktor groaned softly against your lips. His grip tightened, his fingers brushing against the bare skin beneath the lace. The cool touch of his metal prosthetic sent a shiver down your spine, and he immediately stilled. "Did I hurt you?" he asked quickly, his brows furrowing in concern.

You shook your head, smiling up at him. “No. You could never hurt me."

Relief washed over his face, and his grip on you grew more confident. He leaned in again, this time guiding you backward until the edge of the counter pressed into your lower back. The hard surface contrasted sharply with the warmth of his body as he kissed you again, more fervently now.

His hand roamed upward, tracing the delicate straps on your shoulder before cupping your jaw, tilting your face so he could explore the curve of your neck.

You gasped as his lips found the sensitive spot just below your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" he murmured, his voice rough with emotion.

"I have a pretty good idea," you teased, your hands slipping under his shirt to trace the lines of his torso.

He groaned again, his lips finding yours once more. The lab faded away, the hum of the equipment replaced by the sound of your shared breaths and the soft clink of his cane as he shifted to pull you impossibly closer.

For once, Viktor allowed himself to forget his work, his experiments, and the ever-looming weight of his ambition. In this moment, all that mattered was you-and the way you made him feel alive.

Ambessa Merdarda

Ambessa reclined back in her chair, her gaze heavy and consuming as you finished your slow, deliberate movements across the room. The rich velvet curtains framing her private quarters swayed slightly with the night's breeze, though the air felt anything but cold under her watchful eyes. You stood before her in the intricate lingerie she had requested, the delicate pink fabric accentuating every curve of your body in the flickering firelight.

Her lips parted slightly, and for a moment, the powerful general seemed at a loss for words, a rare vulnerability slipping through her commanding exterior. At nearly twice your height and with shoulders that could carry entire armies, Ambessa always made you feel small in the best way. A stark contrast that clearly did something to her now as her gaze grew darker.

"You've outdone yourself," she finally said, her voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down your spine. "I knew you'd be breathtaking, but this..." Her words trailed off as her golden eyes roamed over you. Feeling emboldened, you tilted your head with a playful smile. "Is it everything you imagined, General?" you teased, your voice soft yet sultry.

Ambessa smirked, the slight twitch of her lips only emphasizing her predatory demeanor. "More," she admitted, rising from her chair with a deliberate slowness that made her seem even larger. She approached with the precision of a lion stalking prey, her heavy boots clicking against the polished wood floor. When she stood before you, the top of your head barely reached her chest.

Her broad shoulders eclipsed the firelight behind her, casting you in her shadow as she placed her massive hands on your hips. She pulled you forward effortlessly, as if you weighed nothing to her, the size of her hands spanning nearly your entire waist.

"You've got my attention," she murmured, her voice rumbling against your smaller frame as her fingers traced the delicate diamond straps of your lingerie. Looping it around her fingers, letting it fall off your shoulder.

"Now, what will you do with it?" Your breath hitched as her lips brushed the shell of your ear, her warm breath fanning your skin and sending a shiver down your spine. Her hands roamed your body, the stark contrast of her rough, calloused touch against the soft silk of your lingerie making you tremble.

"Ambessa," you whispered, your voice trembling as her kisses moved lower, trailing along your neck and collarbone with an intensity that left you breathless.

She chuckled softly, her hands tightening their grip on your waist, her fingers brushing against your lower back as she pulled you impossibly closer. The difference in your size only seemed to spur her on, her gaze filled with an almost possessive hunger as she loomed over you. "Careful," she teased, her tone a mix of amusement and warning. "I might start thinking you enjoy being at my mercy."

Then ambessa made her way back to her chair, sitting down while manspreading, with her arms laying of the arm rest. Looking at you with a feverish expression. "Come here," she commanded softly, her voice velvet. "Since you're looking even more irresistible than usual."

You hesitated for just a moment, the air thick with unspoken desires, before walking towards her.

"Dance for me, darling," Ambessa purred, eyes darkened with intent. "Let me see you move."

With a small smirk, you began to dance, slow and seductive, your body swaying to an invisible rhythm. Her gaze followed every movement, and you could feel her heat from across the room.

As you moved closer to her, her hands caught your waist, pulling you in for a slow, deliberate kiss. "You going to kill me with the way you move," she murmured against your lips, and you couldn't help but smile at her words, feeling the tension between you both become even more palpable. “How about you use those skills for a different purpose.”

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[sugume]

FRIENDS WHO PLAY TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER ! ! — ARCANE

( tw ) f!reader. FF pairings. modern AU! masterbation. fingering. squirting. cunillings. dry humping. reader is kinda possessive in Vi’s. some yearning.

featuring. Violet, Caitlyn Kiramman & Mel Madarda

authors note. When you off that honey packet and ur home girl the only one in vicinity. Mel is so 🤭 I can’t she my type to a teeee. Anyways I’m about to go watch Act 2 WISH ME LUCK IM SCARED. Also idk how I feel about Kaits part I could do better 😔

VIOLET 

You and Vi were at another one of your friends' sleepovers. You didn't wanna come, you wanted to spend the Saturday just the two of you, alone. You hated sharing her attention, she was your best friend. You were each other's number one, why did you need other friends when you two were each other's everything. It was late now, almost everyone was sleeping or about to fall asleep when Vi crawled between the bodies of people to where you were laying. You didn’t notice until you felt the familiar embrace of her against your back. Despite yourself, you felt yourself relaxing against her body.  

“Are you still mad at me?” she whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder. “You know my favorite person. You have nothing to worry about.”  

“Yeah, whatever.” You grumbled. You weren't truly mad anymore but you knew what came next, what Vi did to reassure you that you were special to her. Her only best friend. You weren’t surprised when her hips rocked into your ass, when she pressed her tits against your back nor when her hand traveled underneath your oversized sleep shirt and cupped your breast. 

“Vi…” You sighed nuzzling into the arm underneath your head. She tightened her grip on your breast and rocked her hips into you. You push back harder and soon enough you guys find a rhythm. Your ass pushing down on her hips when she grinds up into you. Her callused palm grazes your nipple and you whine softly. She whimpers into your shoulder, finger going to your nipple when she pulls and twists. You wish her mouth was on you, you wish your mouth was on her. You turn your head to her “I love you the most. My favorite forever.”  

You feel her smile into your shoulder. “You're so beautiful, you know that?” translation: I love you too. 

MEL MEDARDA 

You couldn’t believe it. Your best friend’s tongue was inside of you. Licking you. Her lips were sucking on your clit, her teeth were biting your pussy lips. You could hear how wet you were—you could feel yourself leaking all over her face. “Mel!” You scream out into the dark room before slamming your hands over your own mouth. You don’t want anyone to see you—you don’t want her mother to see you, what a scene she would make. Seeing her daughter nose deep into her childhood best friend. Mel pulls her mouth off your clit with an embarrassingly loud pop. “Do you feel that? This is how you’re supposed to eat pussy darling.” She smiles when you just nod. Afraid that if you remove your hands from your mouth, you might confess something you don’t want.  

Plus, this was just a favor, strictly platonic, you were just friends. That’s why she was eating you out in the first place—you wanted to finally dip your toe into the dating scene but you were scared because you were inexperienced, you didn’t wanna leave your future partners disappointed in your nonexistence skills. And that’s where your best friend came in. Where you didn’t know anything about sex, she knew what felt like everything. Though you never saw her with anyone, she talked like she knew the ins and outs of men and women and she offered to teach you.  

“Now after you use your mouth and get them wet you wanna bring in your fingers, like this.” Mel grabs one of your thighs and pushes it down, giving her a better view of your dripping pussy before using her free hand and pushing a slender finger into you. You gasp. “I know you’ve fingered yourself before sweets, how many fingers have you shoved into this pretty pussy?” 

You whimper, hesitantly removing your hands. “T-two Melly.” You answer bashfully, using the nickname you gave her when you were children. She hums and adds another. You bite your lip, lower abdomen clenching when she curls them into your spongy g-spot. 

“Now pay attention to me alright?” She leans down to place a kiss on your pubs, leaving a trail of light kisses until she reaches your clit. She moves her hand out of you and a fast pace, fingers curling when she knuckles deep. You moan at the feeling of her hand pounding into you.  

She gives your clit a few kitten lips before wrapping her full lips around the swollen area. She bits hard enough for you to wince before she starts sucking. You feel yourself coming apart on her face before you can stop yourself. She hurriedly removes her fingers, mouth sucking you even harder when you feel liquid gush out of you. You grab the back of her head and scream. You can’t stop it, you don’t want to. You throw your thigh over her head and curl your foot into her back, still riding the high. When your pussy stops shooting the mysterious liquid out Mel’s fingers find themselves back inside, four this time. 

You feel tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, as she finger-fucks you. Mel pops back off your abused clit to whisper praises, good girl, you're doing so good, look at how well you take me, you feel heavenly, and when she goes back to playing with your clit you know you don’t want anyone to fuck you unless it’s her. Maybe you can ask her to teach you how to give hickeys next. 

CAITYLYN KIRAMMAN 

You were horny. Cait was horny. You both kept glancing at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking, sussing out what the other was thinking. The movie you guys were watching was a rating away from being straight porn. When it was over you, both decided to call it a night. It was late she said. You guys had class tomorrow you said. When the lights turned off, you both said goodnight and laid down in your shared bed. You two were so close and loved being near each other that on the first day of the semester you pushed your twin beds together. Oh, how you were regretting that idea now. All you wanted to do was fuck yourself. You knew you weren’t going to fall asleep without an orgasm and so after twenty minutes when you thought Cait was asleep, you found your hand traveling into your boy shorts. You sighed in relief when your fingers grazed your throbbing clit. You rubbed it for a few seconds before shoving two fingers into yourself. 

That relief was short-lived when you heard a breathy moan that didn’t come from you. You tensed up and stopped. When you didn't hear anything—maybe she was making those noise in her sleep—you slowly started to move your fingers in and out, palm rubbing against your clit. You bite your lip to stifle a moan and turn onto your back. You could barely move your fingers in and out lying on your side. You part your legs and moan when you finally hit your G-spot. You're so horny but your imagination isn't cutting it. Opening your eyes you turn your head to find the outline of your best friend who was the star in some of your fantasies, her hourglass figure would for sure spark a fantasy. When your eyes adjust to the dark you're shocked to see Cait staring back at you, her blanket pooling at her hips when you could see her hand abruptly stop moving. Your Cait was masturbating too, in the same bed as you. A grin spreads along your face. 

“I-I’m not—”  

“I am.” You whisper, pushing your blanket off you. Her eyes immediately latch onto where your fingers are slowly pushing in and out. Your other hand comes up to your tank top where you push your shirt down. Your breasts spill out. Cait’s face turns into a tomato, eyes widening even more than they already are. She doesn't remove her gaze from your breasts when she starts fingering herself again. You watch her mouth part into a small O and her eyes roll to the back of her head. You imagine what she looks like riding your face and start to speed up. Your other hand twisting your nipples.  

“I-m gonna..” Cait whimper and spasms for a few seconds. You moan at the look on her face, so pleased with herself, and soon enough you're squeezing your eyes and coming too.  

[autonomyofadeer]

sevika and her baby ✧.*

16+

plot: sevika stumbles upon a hidden gem inside the brothel. who is to deny her her fun after a long day?

tags: genderless, zaun au, fingering, cunnilingus, choking, ribbon tying, spanking, sevika x reader, fem bodied reader

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it's currently 10:04 pm, the brothel has been slow today for some odd reason. people whisper about a brawl that happened between silco's men and some barkeep, but i pay no mind. babette suddenly knocks on the wall to my room.

"y/n? there's a customer here for you." babette tells you, a sly hint of hesitancy in her tone. why was babette nervous? there was no time to be thinking these dumb questions, i had a client.

"thank you ma'am." i reply hastily. i jump out of bed, slipping on my fox mask, orange with hints of gold lacing along the edges. i tighten my black and gold corset, pulling the strings to cinch my waist. lastly i slip on my heels and i lie on the bed waiting.

after a few minutes, loud footsteps could be heard from across the hall. until they stopped at your room. a metallic hand pulls aside the curtain. my eyes go wide. it was the all known sevika, the woman that men scattered in the streets from. the most well known and powerful woman in all of zaun was now in your room, wanting your time.

"so.. what's your name doll?" sevika says, the words dripping from her tongue like pure honey. she strides towards me until shes stopped at the foot of my bed.

my mouth seems to go dry, my tongue being stuck in my mouth and suddenly i no longer know what to say. i have to admit, i was frightened of her and of all the stories ive heard.

"hm? cat's got your tongue? too bad.. wish i could hear your beautiful voice." sevika replies to herself, cupping my chin in her hand as she slips off my mask. she runs her fingers over my lips as a prompt. i slack my jaw and she easily slips her fingers into my mouth. i circle her thumb with my tongue, suckling slightly on it.

"jus' like that doll." she murmurs to me as she presses her thumb flat on my tongue, causing me to gag.

"such a pretty thing" she says to me as she moves over to the table of toys. "too bad you'll be ruined once im done with you." she tells me as one last warning. she grabs a set of ribbon ties and a blindfold.

my eyes flutter at the items she picks up. "y/n." i stammer out, "my name is y/n" i tell her as she moves back to the bed. i move into the middle of the bed as she kneels at the edge of it.

"such a pretty name for a pretty lass like you, yeah?" she tells me, my face going a pale pink. she suddenly pulls my wrist, spinning me around and onto my stomach. my face was now shoved into the pillow. i try to ask what shes doing, but it's to no avail.

she ties the ribbon around my wrists, binding my arms behind my back. suddnely she pulls my head up by my hair, a pained grunt escapes my lips. a silk blindfold is slipped over my eyes. the world goes dark.

metal clanking can be heard behind me, suddenly im spun around onto my back. god i wish i could see what she looks like, i start to imagine her body.. toned abs? c or d cup? what scars does she have? and suddenly i feel a little too damp in my underwear.

sevika moves closer to me, my lower half now balanced on her thighs. a ripping sound of fabric is heard as my underwear is shredded with her knife. "just trust me, okay?" she whispers into my ear before a moan is ripped from my throat.

her fingers pinch and rub at my clit as moans slip from my lips. everything seemed heightened due to the blindfold. i needed more- i needed her. i move my hips up closer to her, whimpering for more.

"so needy" she mumbles before giving a small slap to my clit. a strangled moan escapes my mouth.

suddenly all friction is moved away for a few minutes until i feel her hot mouth on my peppled nipple. i arch my back, up and into her mouth. small and soft grunts come from her mouth, only spurring me on. after a while of abuse to my breasts, a sharp stretching pain takes control of my body.

she easily plunged 2 of her thick, warm fingers into my dampness. i wince at the pain, but it quickly subsides as she starts rubbing my clit with her other hand. i go to say something, but im quickly cut off as she curls her fingers up and into just the right spot.

my vision goes white for a hot second until i feel her dragging her fingers in and out of me. every few seconds she curls her fingers inside of me.

"please- shit- sev!" i quickly moan out as i start to feel my orgasm approach. i start to grind my hips against her fingers, my thighs clamping around her waist.

"jus' a little more. almost there." she reassures me as she quickens her pace.

sharp and loud moans are drawn from my lips as i feel hot liquid drip down my core, i squirted all over her shirt and pants. a soft moan can be heard from her lips.

i groan at the loss of sensation as she pulls her fingers out, i can hear her licking my juices off her fingers. the dip at the edge of the bed suddenly dissapears as she gets up.

a damp and cold cloth strokes against my clit, sending a jolt down my spine. "easy, im jus' cleaning you up." she coos to me.

next thing i know the binds on my arms are coming undone, falling down at my sides. i pull them to my stomach as i rub the leftover marks where the ribbon was. i take off my blindfold to thank her for her service, but the curtain was already shut. she had disapeared like most of my usual customers. three silver and a bronze coin lay at my desk.

i wonder if i'll ever see her again.

thank you for reading if you got this far! this is my first post, not sure if ill do more. just depends on if people like my writing!

[sleepingdeath-light]

mel medarda smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; arcane

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; mel medarda

outline ; “smut hcs for mel”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, submissive-leaning switch!mel medarda, body worship, praise kink, dirty talk, lingerie kink, overstimulation, oral sex (mel receiving), cock/strap warming

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

despite what her role as a councillor in piltover and her authoratative presence may have you believe, mel is actually a switch with a strong lean towards submission — naturally, it takes a while for her to trust someone enough to submit to them and her usual default is either dominating them or acting as their equal in the bedroom, but once you’ve gained her complete trust you’ll get to see a much more relaxed and comfortable version of mel that even other members of the council aren’t privy to

mel is someone who prefers affection and love making over rough play and mindless fucking, who loves being doted on and spoiled in the bedroom as opposed to being teased and denied, and as a result of this preference she finds herself particularly enjoying the act of body worship — she’s happy to reciprocate in kind, of course, and isn’t even remotely opposed to prolonged foreplay with you when she’s taking on the role of your domme, but for her there’s just something special about being able to come home after a long day of work and be spoiled rotten by her beloved

she’ll wait for her release for as long as it takes for you to go through your usual motions: skilfully massaging the aches and pains from her body, peppering kisses along her skin that go from cheeky and chaste to passionate and promising the closer you get to her dripping cunt, helping her undress bit by bit until she’s able to lounge completely bare before you, whispering hushed words of affection against her skin as you go, and barely touching her where she longs for you the most until you’ve worshipped every millimetre of her worn body — she’s a patient woman so feel free to take all the time you need to do this, she’s hardly going to complain when she has your undivided attention and the unspoken promise of much more to come (unless it’s completely in jest)

as implied in the previous point, mel does also have something of a praise kink — for her it’s more about giving than receiving and she’s very open about letting you know how good of a job you’re doing and how attractive she finds you, but if you decide to sprinkle in some bits of praise here and there while you make love to her then she’s certainly not going to fault you for it

she excels at dirty talk and, as keenly observant as she is, mel is always quick to adapt her approach and tone to ensure that she’s able to have the greatest effect on you she possibly can in the bedroom (or even outside of it if she feels like being a tease) — e.g. if you’re very obviously undressing her with your eyes at a public event then she’s going to pull you aside and tease you for being so obvious and impatient, or if you have a degradation kink then she’s going to lean more into that than her usual teasing and praise when she’s dominating you in bed

she has an extensive collection of beautiful lingerie both imported from overseas and bought from within piltover’s own borders, each set is wholly unique in its design and material and yet each and every piece manages to flatter her figure in its own way — there are only a few pieces that she wears regularly, but if you asked she’d be more than happy to show off her full collection for you

or even to purchase some sets for you to wear yourself if you’re also someone who enjoys the look and feel of lingerie

overstimulation is another thing that mel enjoys partaking in both as the giving and the receiving party — as a giver she does it because she likes how fucked-out and pussy drunk you get when you’re too far gone to think of anything but how good it feels to have her pleasuring you, and as a receiver she mainly enjoys it because it’s nice to not have to think about everything and everyone for once in her life (she loves her job as a member of the council, don’t get her wrong, but diplomacy can be a bit of a headache so having the freedom to be thoughtless, dumb, messy, and drunk on pleasure is a welcome change for her)

while she has no problem reciprocating the act or simply giving it with no intention of getting anything in return, mel does have a strong preference for receiving oral sex and is much more vocal than usual when you go down on her — her favourite position to receive this act in is for her to be laying on her back with you knelt or laying between her thighs, but she can also see the merit in riding your face or having you go down on her while she’s working in her home office

when it comes to specific positions, missionary and spooning (and, when she’s in the mood for something a bit rougher, the mating press) are her usual defaults — but she can also enjoy riding you and bottoming for doggy style on occasion, just so long as she can still indulge in her favourites

cock/strap-warming is something else that she likes to indulge in during the quiet days or long nights when she’s catching up on work for the council or for her personal projects — she’s not particularly fussy about whether that means her sitting on your lap while you wrap your arms around her to hold her close as she works, or having you straddling her waist with her strap-on buried inside of you as she finishes her work and occasionally turns her head to kiss your neck/cheek/jaw, as long as she’s able to keep you close and get all of the work done that she needs to

after all is said and done mel loves nothing more than being able to curl up against your side and engage in some soft pillow talk with you until you both finally fall asleep — conversations flowing seamlessly from genuine praise and check-ins to cheeky flirtation to discussions about whatever project has fallen into her lap or under her jurisdiction this time, all interspersed with soft affectionate actions like tracing patterns onto each other’s skin or pecking each other on the lips or anything else along those such lines

[no1heyyyyyyyy]

Sevika's tastes

Sevika is an old lady and she just wants to be left alone. She likes to look good but when it comes to clothes, Miss thing just doesn’t care that much. She always has practicality in mind. So, no dresses, nothing flowy, has to have natural fabrics so that her skin can breathe, and she requires that things are comfortable. Her shoes are always made for hardware with a strong sole and often reinforced. In the modern world, I see her working in metal working (specifically welding), so she has to have clothes that are multipurpose. Though, if she was forced to wear anything really nice, it would be a simple well-cut blazer and a button down with jeans or slacks that conform to her legs nicely. She prefers earthy colors, nothing too flashy. I think she’d really appreciate a nice dark green, or perhaps brown. I also feel that she would enjoy a nice flannel regularly.

With food, I’m afraid her palette is as unrefined as her clothing choices. She genuinely does not care what she eats, though she really likes chicken- loves hot wings, spicy food is her love. But, her comfort food will always be the food native to what part of India her family is from. I don’t think she’s the best cook, but she has a few family recipes that she knows so well (aloo gobi, chai, samosa, tikka masala, saag paneer). And, I think that on nights where she’s feeling really sad or lonely she always craves those foods. She’d love to cook with or for her partner, it’d be the best way to get to know her honestly. Because it allows for her to show vulnerability through actions and without words. She loves to take care of people and I think in modern times she’d mother her friends just a bit, always making sure they’re eating well, drinking their water, and sleeping right (if not she’ll give them some chai). She doesn’t eat beef or dark meats in general, and she isn’t the biggest fan of seafood or turkey. So, she sticks with her chicken and her paneer. She’ll eat tofu but it needs to be in curry or something similar.

This woman would love 80s hair metal, music is something that I genuinely believe she’d love so much. She’d play drums as a teenager, dead set on becoming the drummer of the next Metallica. She’d also love the old school heavy metal bands, Iron Maiden, Metallica, Black Sabbath, Pantera. She’d love them all. I think she’d like some old school 90s rap too, but none of the new-age mumble rap that’s going on. She wouldn’t really like Taylor Swift’s music, just because it didn’t vibe with her, but she respected Taylor’s ability to get a bag. She has had a huge crush on Adele ever since she heard the album 25 when it came out. She liked some of her music, but thought Adele was drop dead gorgeous and all mature and soulful and shit, hit her in the feels and made her whipped for this woman she didn’t even know.

For movies she loves shitty 80s slasher horror, nothing that makes her think. She’d sit back in her old recliner in her pajamas and house slippers whilst watching Slumber Party Massacre for the third time, and then put on Golden Girls because she feels that Dorothy Zbornak is her spirit animal. She likes a good sitcom too and a ridiculous drama (she loves Desperate Housewives), she likes the camp, the over the top acting and dumb plots, it makes her laugh and feel care free in a way she hasn’t been in a long time. She just wants to curl up with her pets (she would have many) and watch teen-based tv shows that revolve around crime or secrets (Pretty Little Liars, Riverdale, Vampire Diaries, even Buffy etc.). She likes how bad they are, but she gets so invested it’s ridiculous.

For personal scents she’d like more woody, alluring scents that are also kind of sweet. Think Amber by Rag n’ Bone (it smells so good), she doesn’t spray much, just a spritz, it wafts around her just slightly, just enough for women to fall at her feet. Her individual smell wouldn't be overpowering but it would definitely be clear. It’s grounding and soothing. Her sweat stinks though, every time she comes back from the gym, she goes straight to the showers because her own dogs don’t want to come near her b.o.

In general, Sevika is an old woman who couldn’t give less of a shit. She wants to be left alone with her life and her people and chill. Which is why, I feel like she isn’t that opinionated on much unless it’s boundaries or causes she cares about. She just doesn’t have the energy to be bothered with trivial things like which movie to choose for the night, or which restaurant to go to. She is tired and all she wants to do is eat good food with her partner and her pets in a little cottage in the middle of nowhere. She doesn’t like neighbors and she doesn’t like people in her business. She doesn’t need a perfect life, just one that’s hers.

for whatever reason the letters are being weird, it is killing me. Please ignore it.

[llvrslutz]

✰𝐁𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

"𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨, 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚."

✰𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚(𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖), 𝙘𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙨, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜,

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"𝙁-𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥. 𝘼𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛, 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝, 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙞𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨.

"𝙔-𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚~"

𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢, 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨.

"𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙩," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧����𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣.

𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮. "𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨.

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𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩- 362 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨

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❥ 𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

☙𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕? 𝑮𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆!❧

𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓~ 🌺，𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡~🩷，𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡~ 🌸

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“𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕?. . . 𝑴𝒎, 𝒃𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓.”

𝑽𝒊 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 －𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒚? (𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕, 🩷)

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“𝑭𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔! 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚? 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝑰 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚?”

𝑱𝒊𝒏𝒙 / 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

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“𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒘.”

𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

“𝑰 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍..𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆.”

𝑪𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝑲𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

“𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒈𝒔.”

𝑴𝒆𝒍 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

“𝑺𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏,” “𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆.” “𝑺𝒊𝒕. 𝑫𝒐𝒘𝒏.”

(𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒂𝒕 0:10)

𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

“𝑬𝒉, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆..𝒆𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌?”

𝑽𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒓 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

“𝑺𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆, 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒕.”

𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂 ~

𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 － 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎:

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 - 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ． ． ．

𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔/𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒔 - 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ． ． ．

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:°☆☆ °☆.。.:☆.。.:・°☆..

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

y/n and Jayce who are in an unsaid competition for Mel’s attention (you always win) so to make amends Mel makes you fuck stupid in front of her

[roastedoatmilk]

working on a little something for y’all hehe

posted

[tales-from-elysivm]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ arcane masterlist ꒱ ˎˊ˗

~ a masterlist for my arcane fanfics ~

vi

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

just keep driving (vi x gn!reader, jinx x gn!reader)

jinx

get jinxed (jinx x f!reader)

just keep driving (vi x gn!reader, jinx x gn!reader)

sevika

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

mel

n/a

jayce

n/a

viktor

n/a

silco

n/a

vander

n/a

caitlyn

n/a

ekko

n/a

[nyctophiliq]

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐔 !

"how can anyone manage these... groups." when you finally score a job at Connected Cities Records, you found out that you will be the manager of their most famous groups. you have your work cut out for you with so many personalities, possibilities, and hearts to satisfy. will you survive the heat of the cameras and the tight backstage corridors, or do you have to pull the short rope and end your carrier sooner than expected?

note. please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

casting couch — ambessa medarda

THE LAST DROP DEBUT. — jinx, sevika

PILTOVER’S FINEST DUO. — caitlyn, vi

THE PRODUCTION TEAM. — renata glasc, mel medarda, grayson, cassandra kiramman

VIP special — caitlyn + jinx threesome

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 !

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗣 / jinx, sevika, finn

𝗣𝗜𝗟𝗧𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗧 / caitlyn, vi

𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 / ekko, viktor, jayce

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 !

𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 / renata glasc

𝗖𝗘𝗢 / mel medarda

𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗘𝗢 / ambessa medarda

𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥 / grayson

𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗜𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥 / cassandra kiramman

[misswynters]

* • misswynters Arcane masterlist

here is the list of all my works!

note l it would greatly appreciated if you would not only just like, but also reblog & give me feedback. thank you!

last updated: november 21, 2024

smut (18+) / suggestive (s) / fluff (f)

reminder: links aren’t working rn so go to the click the tags and you can find it <3

Viktor

Broken & whole | The Noble Daughter (18+) |

Jinx

XOXO (18+) | having a gf who’s touchy and affectionate (f)

Violet (Vi)

Distrust | Fighting fire (s)

Caitlyn

Cold Heart (s)

Ekko

Gilded Cage (s, f) | Headcanon: ekko as you’re bf

Ma Meilleure Amour (f) | ekko and heimerdinger being nerdy while you sleep (f) | Royal Harbinger |

drabbles.

ekko and heimerdinger being nerdy while you sleep (f)

Ekko being protective while you are expecting (f)

a lazy and calm day with ekko (f)

Sevika

Brothel (18+) | Strapped up (18+) | Steel and sunshine (f)

Headcanon: sevika as you’re partner | Warrior’s bond (s)

Ambessa

Warrior’s bond (s)

Arcane characters

Reacting to you: being a vs model (s) | Patching them up (f)

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if you would like to be added to my taglist for arcane or anything else let me know!

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[princesssmars]

✰ mars' arcane masterlist ✰

vi

✰ valentines with the arcane women

✰ this is halloween

✰ bakery babe

✰ hockey player vi, figure skater cait

✰ in love with the piltover enforcer

✰ teaming up with cait

✰ vi's obsession

✰ tribbing with vi

✰ vi loves to be close

✰ reconnecting with vi

✰ vi with submissive!reader

✰ home sweet home

caitlyn

✰ valentines with the arcane women

✰ this is halloween

✰ hockey player vi, figure skater cait

✰ teaming up with cait

jinx

✰ valentines with the arcane women

mel

✰ valentines with the arcane women

[auroramoondrop]

Im getting to requests for oneshots and things. But, I wanted you all to put asks in for headcanons and such.

So heres who I write for!

Main:

Ambessa

Grayson

Sevika

Ran

Will include:

Vi

Mel

Caitlyn

Jinx

Sky

Shoola

And any other female/Nonbinary character you can think of!

I dont write for men usually but If you ask I will consider it. (Last time I said I didn't mind I had a request that is very long lol)

Anyways hope you put in asks!

ALSO SORRY I KNOW PEOPLE HATE WHEN SOMEONE POSTS STUFF NOT STORY/HEADCANON/ ONESHOT OF THEIR FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN THE HASHTAG BUT PLEASE BARE WITH ME

Okay love yall!!!