#srry vi

[spaceboy-art]

Doodles of a skyrim roleplay character. His name is Oriel. He's an orphan being raised by a cannibal. (That one corner isn't oriel. That's just a random cat gal)

a CERTAIN MUTUAL of mine needs 2 get back in there and continue th play :|

[pledgedtoher]

Watching Arcane as an older sister hurts the most when you see all the pain that Vi has endured being left untouched. You want to be mad at the writers for not diving into it, for not giving her trauma some acknowledgement, but do the eldest ever receive that?

Raising your siblings, teaching them how to fend for themselves in the real world, being the most mature out of all your friends because you were forced to grow up. And have you ever received any praise from that? Has anyone told you that they noticed your pain and strength?

Vi's storyline has her in a constant fight for something, and at the end of everything it dwindles down to the only thing she has know her whole life: protecting her sister.

And when have we seen Vi genuinely make a decision she believed would be best for herself? Nothing was ever about her.

[videodrme]

So, in a sense, you choose who lives and who dies. No. I, uh... No, I'd say I decide which people have the potential to live long healthy lives.

Peter Outerbridge as William Easton in Saw VI (2009) dir. Kevin Greutert

[sweavingtt]

[kinfraught]

: : for @primordyalsoul

plasticine  hues  exploded  outward;  halted  only  by  a  thin  boundary  of  linen.  she'd  like  to  think  that  if  it  weren't  for  that,  they'd  continue  out  into  infinity.  making  some  sort  of  web  of  formless  color.  it  would  creep  outward,  slowly  at  first.  eventually  the  whole  room,  the  building,  and  ( climatically )  the  region  would  be  enveloped  in  directionless  shades  of  cerulean,  hickory,  and  crimson.  it  was  a  fun  thought.  it  made  viewing  the  piece  bearable  to  her,  at  least.  the  only  thing  shackling  her  to  this  spot,  being  the  exorbitant  admission  fee.

despite  this  she  had  done  some  cursory  reading  on  the  piece  before  they  came.  she  was  aware  of  the  provenance,  the  artist,  what  the  professional  critics  had  to  say.  it  was  particularly  because  of  this  knowledge  that  could  firmly  say  that  she  disliked  it.  but  they'd  not  let  their  impressions  ruin  the  others'  experience.  instead,  they'd  muse  contemplatively  as  the  piece  for  a  few  minutes  -  maybe  pretend  to  read  the  plaque,  scratch  idly  at  their  chin,  stray  a  step-forward  then  back,  and  let  out  an  audible  "hmm"

after  a  few  more  minutes,  maroon  eyes  turned  to  the  other.  " what  do  you  think  it  means  ?  " a  slight  pause,  turning  back  to  the  canvas.  "  or  does  it  mean  anything,  though  -  " finger  pointed  outward,  towards  the  center  of  the  vortex  of  swirling  color.  "  i  think  that  kind  of  looks  like  a  horse.  "

[idon-twannabeperceived]

A lo bien, el arbitraje en este partido no estaba mal, todo lo que pitó fue falta y a ambos les estuvo pitando lo que debía. Esa de De Paul se la ganó con pura buena actuación y se le respeta, y como vos decís, todo es parte del juego también, ya si tus jugadores no son vivos pues allá vos

🤜 🤜✌️

[weezeranitsweezy]

best thing I got from my weezer concert is still the hi vis

[swaterhousett]

sukiwaterhouse: lately ✨️

[pepperpixel]

*my eyes burst open w a flash of light*

SEVIKA

Yadda yadda yadda jinx is generally seen as a loose canon, does whatever she wants type of character, totally unpredictable. When in actuality, up until the last few episodes all of her choices and actions r motivated by wanting to please someone else. Hell. Even in the last couple episodes, the very Last thing we see her doing is ENTIRELY MOTIVATED by devotion and love and grief for silco, she’s taking out her frustration at herself and the world, and also honoring his wishes and dreams. By shooting a fucking bomb at piltover, she’s ensuring his life wasn’t in vain, she’s honoring him. In that moment

Her entire, self!!! is centered around love and loyalty. Is centered around other people, She’s motivated by an insatiable urge to prove herself, to be useful to those she loves, to show that she can help them and be there for them and be WORTHY of there love. That they haven’t made a mistake in loving her. To prove that she can be as pivotal to them as they r for her. She goes to the ends of the fucking earth to do this. And it ends. Terribly.

She puts the people she loves on pedestals and supplicates at there feet, she has no motivations most of the show outside of making the people she loves happy… she yearns for connection and love and safety. For a home that will never leave her behind, or crumble under her feet, (an indestructible home, That she can’t destroy just by being her…)

Which is why.. it’s so. Interesting and intriguing. How now, she has no one on that pedestal to worship, no one to drag sacrifices and offerings to the feet of, no one to spiral around and build herself off of. She is a person so *affected* by her relationships w others, but there is no relationship now, no one is stepping up to the plate to love her. She’s too much. For anyone. The one person who seemed to have unlimited patience for her is dead, because of her. and maybe vi could still love her.. but. She’s already soured that relationship. Already broken that one too. Broken all her favorite toys that made her so happy. That were there for her. And scared all the rest away. (There is a limit to what vi can support and forgive to reconnect w her sister. And I believe terrorism is crossing that limit ghgh)

And maybe, jinx is cutting that part of herself out on purpose. To be stronger, she’s realized she just. Isn’t made for love. That she ruins it all in the end. That it just makes everything worse. Messier. More complicated. She’s better off on her own, but for what PURPOSE! Who will she be now! What choices will she make!?! Almost all of her actions in the show were for others, what is driving her now, now that she has this gaping void at the center of her being. Where love used to be… what kind of person will she become, Without a guide to follow�� a sun to orbit around. it’s sad honestly ghghg-!!! like yeah it’s not healthy that she is this way but there’s no THERAPY IN ARCANE. THIS IS THE WAY SHE IS! And now. She’s alone… it’s rough. But also intriguing…!! And I honestly have no clue how she’s gonna act in season 2,,, or what sorta shit she’s gonna get up to. but I’m excited.

[therealmylesmorales]

Don’t Take It Personal

Summary: you’re a little worried about how much time Vi is spending with her new friend

Part 2

Warnings: vi’s kind of a dumbass, ngl. Angst probably. R plays a sport for the plot (just vibe guys) loser!vi au

WC: 1.6k

Vi made a new friend.

That was a rare feat for her, seeing how out of the few people she considers a friend included you, her girlfriend, and Jinx, her sister.

She came home beaming after her usual workout at the gym. There was a new face she didn’t recognize and to Vi’s surprise, the friendly chat turned into a new friendship.

Her name was Caitlyn Kiramman. You knew her name, seeing the title “Kiramman” around a few buildings. Caitlyn was studying abroad for a few months, hence why Vi didn’t meet her until now. And yet, the new friendship was blossoming quickly. You didn’t mind, just happy that she managed to make more friends without you being present.

That was until Vi started hanging out with her more than you.

Srry, babe cant make it. At the gym wth Cait 💪🏻

11:23am

You frowned a bit at the recent text Vi sent you. You were at the library waiting for her for your weekly study date but when she was almost half an hour late you finally texted her. Only for your girlfriend to take a raincheck. Again.

Seeing how Vi wasn’t showing up, you still decided to stay for at least another hour; work still needed to be done with or without her. When you did decide to leave, you had to pass by the gym in order to go home. You figured Vi was still inside so you didn’t bother to linger until you heard a familiar voice.

”I’ll see you around, cupcake!”

Cupcake?

You turned to see Vi and Caitlyn leaving the large building. Vi immediately saw you and rushed over to you. Caitlyn gave you a polite wave before going her own way.

She was calling her ‘cupcake.’ You felt a little irritated at the—at your— nickname Vi called Caitlyn. Granted, ‘cupcake’ wasn’t one that was used very often, only when Vi was teasing or being purposely irritating to you. But still. It was your name.

Pushing the negative feelings aside you greeted Vi with a kiss. She smiled into it then pulled you into a tight hug, her arms almost crushing you.

”You stick, Vi,” you muttered into her neck.

A soft laugh escaped her. “You enjoy it. What are you doing here?”

”Going home. Then I saw you and…cupcake.”

”Don’t be like that,” Vi groaned, trying to play it off. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“Never said you did.” You tried to change the subject, not wanting to make it a big deal. “Are you going to my game Friday or are you going to be too busy with Caitlyn. It’s the last one of the season, Vi.”

“Hey, have I ever missed a game before?” She asked rhetorically. ”But if it makes you feel better, I promise that I’ll be there.”

”Good.”

Vi then wrapped her arm around you, putting you in an almost headlock, and started walking in the direction of the same apartment. “Let’s go. I’m exhausted.”

While what Vi said did ease some of you worrying, it didn’t stay for long. For the rest of the week, Vi was still with Caitlyn. Even though you attended most of the same classes, and stayed in the same home, you only saw her in passing or for only an hour at night. And every word that came out of her mouth was about the other girl.

“I really think you’ll like Cait, she reminds me of you.”

“Caitlyn squatted 210 today! She’s catching up to me.”

”I’m sorry, baby. Cait and I made plans to see that movie. You can still come!” You hate to admit it but that comment made you pissed off more than anything.

Caitlyn, Caitlyn, Caitlyn. You haven’t even properly met the girl yet it seemed like you knew everything about her.

When Friday finally came, you just hoped Vi would pay more attention to you rather than her friend. Unfortunately, you were proven wrong.

Hey, pretty, the game is starting soon. Are you still coming?

6:37pm

Yoooo Viiii??

7:01pm

Violet, dude, where are you??

7:15pm

Your leg tapped nervously against the ground, scanning the crowd for the familiar pink haired girl, but you came up dry. In the crowd you could see Jayce, Viktor and Mel who all gave you encouraging smiles. Even Jinx showed up, sitting next to Ekko. She gave you a small shrug at your questioning glance before turning back to your phone, possibly texting her sister.

The coach got your attention, urging you to join your teammates on the court. And with a heavy, disappointed sigh, you got up from the bench. You couldn’t focus on Vi anymore, but you still hoped that she would show up sometime during the game. She did promise after all.

But throughout the game, that familiar full head of pink hair was nowhere to be seen. There was an empty spot next to Jinx that was never filled. Trying to ignore the wide open space was almost impossible, but the game was won without Vi cheering for you. Sure, the ball did slip from your hands more times than you’d like to admit, but your team won.

Your friends that did decide to show up wanted to take you out for the rest of the night, a congratulatory dinner, but you weren’t feeling it. And while Jinx doesn’t like saying the word no, she surprisingly let you go home after you refused. You really just wanted to see if or when Vi would be home.

It was nearing nine at night and Vi still hadn’t called you and your recent text went unanswered. The TV was playing a show, mostly used as background noise as your thoughts took over you.

Almost thirty minutes later, you could hear some noise coming from the hallway.

The door to the apartment opened and you could hear Vi humming a song to herself when she locked up for the night. From your spot on the couch, you saw nothing wrong with her so you were glad to know she was safe. But now she had to dig herself out of the hole she dug.

Vi actually seemed surprised to see you but the smile she gave you was instant. “Oh, hey, babe. Why are you still up?”

”Waiting for you,” you shot back, moving to get closer to her. “It’s been hours Vi, we all have been calling and texting you—“

Vi showed you her phone, a black screen staring back at you. “It died a while ago. What’s with the third degree?”

”Do you remember what day it is?”

”Um…the tenth?”

”Um, maybe it’s the day of my game that you’d promise to come to,” you mocked. Yeah, you were being petty but you thought she deserved it.

Vi muttered a small curse to herself and she looked genuinely apologetic. “Y/N, I’m so sorry. I swear, I was going to come but then my phone died, and-and I was with Caitlyn and—“

A heavy sigh escaped you at the name. “Caitlyn, right yeah. That makes sense.”

A look came on Vi’s face, one you knew too well when she was about to become argumentative. “What are you talking about?”

”You’ve been spending a lot of time with her, Vi,” you pointed out. “I’ve noticed it— we all have. You’re always with her.”

”We’re friends!”

”You’re friends with Jayce but when’s the last time you’ve hung out with him since meeting Caitlyn? Is she too rich for chargers so you couldn’t check your phone for five minutes?”

Vi scoffed at you. “What, you want me to stop hanging out with Caitlyn just because you’re jealous?”

”I have nothing to be jealous of, Violet!” You yelled. “Cait’s a friend, I get that. But you have been blowing me off time and time again for her. And the one time I actually needed you, you were with her instead. How the hell do you expect me to feel?”

A short pause came from Violet. And what she said next, set your skin aflame.

”I just think you’re overreacting. It’s a fucking game, I’ll just watch the next one.”

“Okay, you know what,” you paused, running your hands over your face; it didn’t do much to calm your heated nerves. “I’m not doing this with you, right now, Vi.”

Vi’s tense posture immediately changed at the tone of your voice; it was shaky, as if you were holding back tears. You almost never cried, at least in front of her, so the new sight was worrisome. She heard you breath in harshly before continuing.

“I’m way too upset at you right now to even finish this conversation,” you said quietly to her. “I’m tired…and honestly just want some space from you.”

Vi swore her heart stopped at those words. Space? “You…Y/N, you can’t be serious.” Space was the main thing Vi hated. It meant you leaving her.

”I am, actually.” Your back was turned from her at that point so you couldn’t see her face fall in disbelief at the sight of you getting ready to leave the apartment.

She knew you made up your mind and were done hearing her but Vi still had to try. “Babe, don’t go. You’re right, is that what you want to hear? I’m sorry, alright?”

”Glad you came to your senses,” you muttered, albeit bitterly.

Vi was desperate at this point. “You don’t have to leave! I can sleep out here!”

”When I said ‘space’, Vi, I meant completely,” you said. Your voice was starting to get tense, a tell that you were getting annoyed. “My parents live a few minutes away, remember? I'll be fine.”

”Y/N please, just—“

“Vi! I’ll…talk to you eventually,” was the last thing you said before the door closed behind you.

[misaerabl]

I want vi or sevika to chain me up and fuck the shit outta me srry

you know what anon? you're getting a fic about this cuz I'm feeling freaky rn

I DECIDED TO DO BOTH AT THE SAME TIME LOL HERE IT IS : Out of Line

[localbisexual333]

Arcane Season 2

[jgrills]

Hurt.

- warning: THIS IS A FIRST TIMER WRITING FOR VI 😭. (feedback is appreciated and vi might be ooc????)....guys can November come faster.......( ´_ゝ`) srry it's short I'm getting an experience for writing for her...

Tw: blood & injuries!!!

includes: platonic reader and Vi.

Everything had happened so fast: Jinx's monkey bomb went off in the warehouse, Vi went to jail, Caitlyn and Vi left each other, powde-Jinx launched a bomb at the council.

You had worried about Vi; she no longer seemed to be the headstrong, snarky person she used to be. She had dyed her hair black and started illegal pit-fighting, drinking and smoking her troubles away. She had told you about seeing Caitlyn, her beautiful blue hair and silhouette at one of her matches, in her uniform, her eyes staring everywhere but Vi. But when she looked back, she wasn't there—only a chaotic crowd, yelling and betting on the match.

Once again, she was curled up on her bed, the sheets and covers messed up and on the floor, numerous alcohol bottles by the trashcan, along with some cigarettes, with you sitting beside the bed, trying to give her all the comfort you possibly could.

"You gotta sit up, Vi" you softly utter, holding the peroxide and bandages in your hands.

She grunts, reluctantly sitting up, not looking at you, wincing when the peroxide touched her wounds. She just closes her eyes when you get the injuries on her face, and getting the dripping eyeliner off her face, just enjoying your touch, and your carefulness.

Your heart broke just seeing her like this; she was going through it, and you didn't know if you could fully help her through it, and help her cope. The light in the dingy space was the only light you had, just to see her. You had finished bandaging up her wounds, and dealt with her split knuckles and lip.

When up go to get up, she hugs you tightly, putting her head on your shoulder, and you hug her back, the closeness bringing her some comfort, making sure to avoid any bandaged wounds, in order to not irritate them. Her arms were wrapped tightly around you, not wanting to let you go, as her bluish grey eyes closed, starting to relax.

You had stayed with her the whole night, the dingy lights flickered on and off until Vi got some sleep. You brushed your fingers through her black hair, Vi moving every now and then, as you looked at her, she had no hint of conflict on her expression, just closed eyes and small snores.

She'd know you'd be there for her all the time, just like when you both were kids.

No matter what happened.

🩹 @jgrills ty tv girl for helping me out ^^

[ninjabelle]

CAITVI NATION WERE SO BACK BABEYYYY

I know we were all imagining the reunion post-breakup differently, darker probably, slower paced-- but here's why I think it was still perfect:

Because they love eachother, they're still in love no matter what typical post breakup bs they both got into (meaningless srry maddie rebounds and throwing yourself into work for Cait VS chasing highs, fights and drowning in bottles for Vi) all that means NOTHING when you're both still in it deep/when you BELONG together and so the second their eyes meet it's game over for whatever bad blood still lingers because you can't hide from the feeling when that person's right in front of you, which ties back perfectly to why Cait AND Vi both tried distancing themselves the moment they realized how impossible their relationship is based on where they came from, confined in their shared world with all its differences (because yes, the oil and water + it's her blood in you scenes serve the same purpose narratively, and are eachothers foil in the worst way no matter how you look at them and they do serve their goal, to push the other away temporarily but IT DOESNT WORK because they're bound to stay connected by that thread and no one can really come between them for long, not even when everything's going to shit around them, AGAIN.

I'm not saying there won't be more drama, they definitely need to talk for realsies and though I'm BEGGING ON MY KNEES for that caitvi sexscene next act I strongly doubt we'll get it, nor see them as a happy endgame yet BUT, and this is important, they're meant for eachother there's just something about them that makes their feelings for eachother a true visceral experience like when Vi said cupcake, a tease, mean and razor sharp and the immediate flood of emotion in Cait's eyes, stronger than her new convictions, her fury and grief-- how you KNOW she wanted to kiss Vi when she put the hood over her head, and you KNOW Vi would have let her.

It's in how easily they fall back into trust after the betrayal, in how Cait gets swept up again by Vi, her plans, her needs the same way Vi before was swept up in Caits, becoming an enforcer, promising to kill her sister even though we all knew she couldn't... yeah. It's evident in everything between them, you can't deny it.

They're driving me mad your honor, they're driving eachother mad... but that feeling of them being inescapable, impossible to separate with any real finality stuck with me this arc and I hope to god it lasts. 🙏🏻🩷🩷

[arcane-confessions]

The only reason why I got into the arcane fandom was for caitlyn x vi I barely know the other characters I’m srry 😭🙏

LMAO I dont blame you I originally got into it only because of Jinx

[nigtmarerin]

Baby Sprout

I draw Sprout by @brrypiiix for no particular reason, they is so cute to not draw them

The mouth turn out weird but I can leave with that xD srry Vi