#transmasc vi

[fleshunger]

helping vi with her t-shots :3

vi x reader, established relationship, fluff, crack (?), masculine titles for vi (boyfriend), idk man i wrote this in 10 minutes, was thinking abt using he/him for vi in this one but decided against it idk how the crowd feels abt that, this is just cute n short silly okay?!!! layout inspired by kitguts and cowgirlvi

a.n: no way I posted after 400 years ok anyway this fic is not supposed to represent an accurate process of a testosterone shot please do not try to recreate at home i have never given myself or someone else a testosterone shot and im not entirely sure how the process works so if this isn’t realistically depicted please excuse me for I am inexperienced

You’re curled up on the side of the couch, mindlessly watching a random episode of Gossip Girl while occasionally scrolling through your phone.

It’s already dark out, and Vi still isn’t home. You know she likes to take her time at the gym, but you’re starting to wonder where she is and what she’s doing since she hasn’t come home yet.

As if on cue, the lock to your shared apartment clicks open, and in strides Vi, slightly out of breath, with her gym bag in one hand and what seems to be a pharmacy bag in the other. Her tan skin and bulging muscles glisten with a thin layer of sweat, making her all the more attractive.

“Hey, I’m back!” she huffs as she tosses her keys to the side, dropping her duffel bag to the floor and running a hand through her damp hair. She’s been growing it out, and you think she’s the handsomest she’s ever been. She lets out a loud sigh before heading to the fridge to chug an ice-cold bottle of water like a man parched.

“Hey yourself, what took you so long?” you ask, your attention entirely focused on her—especially on her moving back muscles. God, she’s so broad…

Vi snaps you out of your trance with her reply. “I got held up,” she says, taking another gulp of water before holding up the pharmacy bag. “Had to pick up my T from the pharmacy.”

“Oh, cool,” you say with a small hum and a slight nod, keeping your eyes on your boyfriend as she walks over to the couch and plops down next to you, stretching out her strong limbs.

“Gonna force me to give you your shot again?” you grin lightheartedly. Vi knows you actually don’t mind at all—on the contrary, you love helping her.

Vi raises a brow and nudges your side with an amused smirk. “You bet your ass I am,” she retorts playfully, making you roll your eyes.

You get up to gather everything you need for Vi’s shot: an alcohol pad, a clean needle, and, of course, her newly picked-up vial of testosterone.

“C’mere,” you command.

“Whatever ya say, Doc,” Vi quips as she lays herself over your lap like a little kitten, clearly getting comfortable.

“Butt again this ti—?”

“Yep,” Vi cuts you off before you can even finish the sentence.

You exhale softly as you grab the small vial. “Why don’t you let me put it in your leg or something normal? It’s like you want me to inject your butt,” you mutter while carefully filling the syringe with the hormone.

“Nah, butt’s funnier,” she says with a cocky grin, clearly enjoying the fact that she’s making you inject her ass.

You flick the syringe to get rid of any air bubbles. “Alright, alright, pants down, weirdo.”

“Someone’s eager to see my ass,” Vi teases as she shimmies down her sweatpants. You have to hold yourself back from giving her a slap or a pinch for that comment. She stops when she’s revealed enough skin to give you room to work with.

You gently grab the soft skin and carefully insert the syringe into her cheek, injecting her with the T.

Vi balls her hand into a fist, one eye squeezing shut. Despite doing this plenty of times, it still comes with a little pinch.

“Ow…” she huffs, her face scrunching up for a second.

You make sure to fully inject the dose before pulling the needle out, giving her ass an appreciative pat. “Alright, there’s your T-shot, big boy,” you say with a smile.

Vi rolls her eyes and pulls her pants back up. “Oh, shut up,” she groans sarcastically, readjusting herself into a more comfortable position.

You continue rubbing the curve of her ass—she sure is blessed in that department, after all.

“Have you noticed any symptoms?” you hum, genuinely interested in your boyfriend’s hormone journey.

“Hmm… well, my acne’s a bit worse, my mood’s kinda short at times, and I’m hairier,” she says with a yawn, looking up at you lovingly. “But my voice is deeper, I’m bulking easier, and there’s definitely an increase in strength, so there’s that.”

She grins, clearly enjoying those two aspects in particular.

“Oooh~! Lemme pop your pimples,” you leer, already wiggling your fingers.

Vi scoffs, wrinkling her nose in disgust. “No way in hell!”

try my recipe boy

[e4rth-to-myl0]

New Parents CaitVi

Caitlyn turns over in bed, trying to get comfortable again until she feels this wave of hunger hit her. She's only just barely at the end of her first trimester and it honestly surprises her just how hungry she gets. 

She sighs and opens her eyes, checking the alarm clock on the bedside table seeing it reads 2:44 am. She sits up, rubbing her face and swings her legs over the side of the bed, carefully enough to not wake Vi sleeping beside her. She softly gets up from the bed and tip toes out of their bedroom to the kitchen. She flicks on the kitchen light, squinting at the sudden brightness as her eyes adjust; she pads over to the fridge, yawning as she opens it. Scanning the contents until her eyes land on the leftover takeout she and Vi had a few nights ago, grabbing it and popping it into the microwave, quietly shutting the door, still trying not to wake up her sleeping spouse. 

Caitlyn leans against the counter, her eyes shut until she's startled by the beeping of the microwave, she gasps and rushes over to it, hurriedly shushing it, “Shut up,” She whispers harshly. She opens the microwave, stopping the beeping but it's too late as she hears footsteps behind her. “Cait, why didn't you wake me up if you were hungry?” Vi asks, his voice deep from sleep, he comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist, resting his hands on her stomach. Caitlyn notices he's been doing that more since they found out she was pregnant. 

She smirks, “I didn't want to wake you,” she says as she opens the microwave fully and takes out her food. “You know it doesn't bother me, I'd do anything for you,” He says softly as he kisses the back of her shoulder. “For the both of you,” He mumbles and Caitlyn feels his hands gently move under her shirt, caressing her stomach. She hums softly and leans back into him, “I know you would,” She says softly. 

Caitlyn moves to grab a fork, Vi still clinging to her, as Caitlyn digs in Vi says nothing as he rests his chin on her shoulder and opens his mouth. Caitlyn can feel him silently begging for a bite, just to tease him she prepares a bite on the fork and eats it first which makes Vi whine and pout like a puppy and Caitlyn laughs softly. She then gets more food on the fork and reaches over her shoulder, he accepts happily, taking the bite. They stand there in their kitchen, Vi wrapped around Cait as she eats, Vi humming softly and swaying them ever so slightly.

[transmeowscvi]

save a horse, ride a broody transmasc butch lesbian

cowboy vi art :)

[adhdkiramman]

Thank you for this incredible give (bottom growth Vi fic) bc literally. Literally half of why I’m back on Tumblr is bc my butch bestie and I, both T veterans, independently went “Vi deserves to be packing tdick” lmao. Need the fandom to get on this train STAT

GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET this is so sweet🤭🤭 i’m so glad people are seeing the vision because as a butch on testosterone it is simply my JOB to project it onto all my fav fictional butches. sex with bottom growth is so beautiful and messy and different than it was before i started t and i just really love being able to write about it through vi😭 trans people are magic dude tysm for reading and reaching out this literally made my day

prepare yourself for pure filth in the back half of ‘anything you want of me’ coming asap😋😋

[mvmnbnv]

Considering the fact that i got called a lesbiphobe by a proud transphobe I assume the accusation had to do with reblogging of transmasc vi art...?

Anyway if u see some tag me in it pls and thanks ❤️

[get-caitjinxed]

au where jinx comes out as transmasc/nonbinary while vi is in jail, but vi becomes a transmasc he/him lesbian during that same time period. so when they meet up for the first time after all those years they're like

[redpandarambles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends) Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Vi uses He/Him Pronouns, Transmasc Vi, Downbad Caitlyn, Slice of Life, finding exceptionalism in the mundane, aka being sickeningly in love, Soft, POV Third Person Summary:

“Do you ever wonder if you are exactly where you’re supposed to be?” she asks.

He immediately frowns.

“What, stuck on the M25 in pre-Christmas traffic?”

His eyebrows dip further, scrunches up half his face and, well, if it isn’t one of the cutest things she’s ever seen.

Gods.

She wasn’t aware it was physically possible to be this fond of someone.

 aka Three short snippets of Caitlyn being down bad for goofy transmasc Vi.

[krissi2197]

y’know what? fuck you. *puts vi in a binder*

[deviousdayz]

Me vs reading every single transmasc Vi fic on ao3

[axrynic]

Public service announcement! Vi WANTS YOU

to bind safe. I stg we do not need another generation of bb trans folks messing themselves up because a character looks cool binding with bandages.

[butchreg]

caregiver ! vi headcanons !!

requested by @themoondropcollective . spinning around because i LAUV vi , he's one of my own fictional cgs (>/////< " ) . butch cg for eensy butch !! i refer to vi with he / him pronouns .. you can pry tmasc butch vi from my cold dead hands . it brings me comfort as a fellow trans butch to see someone like me :3 .. if you'd prefer other pronouns let me know but i default to he for him . that being said my vi is not a binary man pronouns do not equal gender :L .

vi is the silliest caregiver ever !! more like an older sibling in the sense that he doesn't have lots of rules && can't help but giggle when you get into mischief . he calls you lots of silly nicknames like nugget , bug , && squirt !! he teases you by calling you tiny sometimes as a nickname too but it always comes with a chuckle && a hair tousle .

while its my truth that vi is transmasculine he loves being called "mama" by his littles . you also call him "bubba" but he always melts when someone calls him "mama" or just "ma" . he does Not like being called mommy though . he's also okay with more masculine names like "papa" or "dada" as well && responds better to daddy than mommy though it's not preferred .

always telling you stories !! some of them are made up but a lot of them are about his life . he often gets lost in his tales but you hang onto his every last word .

loves to teach you new things . these little lessons often come with a little story of his own !! he notices you giggling && bites back a laugh of his own . " mama's silly , huh squirt." teaches you how to throw a punch but also about little everyday things like tying your shoes .

SOOOO protective .. literally your guard dog , he will not hesitate to throw a punch or clap back verbally if someone poses a threat to you . king of glares too , he scares away aaallll the meanies . always holding your hand && proudly calling you his little one . he often has his hand on your shoulder as a way to reassure you he's there for back up .

always including your stuffies in everything , he's so playful with them !! if you're sad he'll have them talk to you in silly voices to cheer you up && he has little conversations with them to make you giggle . sometimes he can't help but crack up himself .

he lets you play with his hair && put little clips in it . you love his hair soo much , the color is so AWESOME !! when his hair is longer he lets you style it however you like .

on the topic of hair he loves washing yours . it's super soothing for him && makes him feel closer to you . it's something so intimate that he treasures , running his hands through your hair , doing his best to learn all he can about how to take care of it if you have more kinky hair so he can meet all of your needs .

he's super good at braiding from always doing powder's braids && it's something that calms him down . if you have longer hair he's always happy to braid it — he can do all of the fancy braids !! he tries to teach you but your fingers are a bit clumsy what with you being so little .

even though he himself doesn't always practice safe binding he makes sure that you do . if you whine about it trying to point out that he doesn't he sheepishly says something like , "well you shouldn't do everything daddy does ."

[e4rth-to-myl0]

Vi loving Caitlyn no matter what

Vi noticed something was off with Caitlyn, since the war and losing her eye. Caitlyn would always have her eye patch on, Vi only saw what her eye looked like once when she initially lost it. Even when she didn't wear her eyepatch like in the shower her hair would always be covering her eye, Vi saw her once moving her hair on purpose to hide her eye. 

He never said anything, not wanting to push her in any way but, he couldn't help but feel hurt by Caitlyn not wanting to be vulnerable with him and trust him. One night he walks into her (their) room and hears something coming from the bathroom, he freezes and listens closer and hears soft sobs from the other side of the door. Concerned, he goes over and knocks on the door, “Cait?” He calls out softly. He hears some rustling and sniffling before she responds, “Yes?” She tries to sound like she wasn't just crying but Vi can hear it in her voice; he's always able to see through the mask she puts on when she's in pain. 

“I'm coming in,” he says as he opens the bathroom door, Caitlyn is standing at the bathroom counter in front of the mirror in her silk robe, her hair freshly washed and her eyepatch on in a way Vi can tell she scrambled to put it on before he opened the door. She's looking down, trying to hide her face but Vi can see that she'd been crying, her face slightly wet and red. “Cait,” he says in a voice so soft it makes tears well up in her eyes, he reaches out, cupping her face gently. She leans into his touch, like she always does, “What's wrong?” He asks in a voice just barely above a whisper. She shakes her head, “Nothing” she mutters, Vi doesn't buy it and tilts her head up slightly. 

He meets her eyes, searching them, begging silently for her to tell him what's wrong. She looks away and pulls away from his touch completely and rests her hands on the counter top, head hung, “Just, my eye,” She mumbles in a small voice. “Are you in pain?” He asks her with concern as he leans closer to her, “No, it's not that,” she mutters as she shakes her head slightly. “Oh, then what's wrong?” He asks, he really doesn't want to pry but he can't stand seeing her hurting. She sighs, gathering the courage to speak, “I- it makes me feel…undesirable,” She mumbles, her head hung as she refuses to meet Vi's eyes, knowing she'll break down if she meets his steel gray eyes. He moves close, draping an arm around her shoulder, “Undesirable? What do you mean?” He understands a bit but wants her to fully say what she means, “It makes me feel ugly and- and weak…this scar, this reminder that I wasn't strong enough and that I'll never be good again at the one thing I could do,” As she speaks, hot tears stream down her cheeks and drip onto the counter top as her grip on it tightens. “The one thing that made my mother proud,” Caitlyn whispers, her voice broken and almost inaudible. 

Vi's heart shatters as she speaks, he doesn't say anything and just holds her tighter. Caitlyn lets go of the counter and grabs onto Vi, burying her face in his shoulder as she sobs softly. He lets her, just holding her and comforting her until she stops and lifts her head, sniffling. Vi meets her eyes, his hand on her cheek again, wiping away a tear that drips down her cheek before his other hand moves up and gently brushes just under her eye patch. The love and hurt for her showing in his eyes, he doesn’t believe anything she said for a second and Caitlyn can see it just by how he’s looking at her. 

As she sees that look she raises her hands and slowly lifts her eyepatch up and off her head before looking up and meeting his eyes. His heart swells at the trust and vulnerability Caitlyn is showing him and she can tell by the look in his eyes when he sees her. Her eye is mostly white due to the scar across it, but that beautiful blue can still be seen underneath, those blue eyes Vi fell so hard for. Now instead of a bright ocean blue it was more of a pale sky blue, but Vi still loved it nonetheless. 

Those beautiful blue eyes Vi could get lost in, like a sailor lost at sea. They are silent as Vi looks at her like she’s this otherworldly being, this beauty that no mere mortal can have; all love and care spoken through his gaze and the hand that’s still on her cheek, directly under her eye. 

“Cait, you’re so beautiful,” He tells her in a voice that is so soft and quiet it causes a few tears to start falling down her cheeks again. “You are so strong in so many ways and amazing at anything you do,” He says, trying to pour his heart out as best he can as he still struggles with his own past, emotions, and ability to truly let someone into his life again. “Don't feel like you need to hide from me, I love you no matter what,” he says softly. “I know, I love you too… I didn't mean to make you feel like I don't trust you or care,” she mumbles “I'm just so used to dealing with things by myself, but I know you're like that too,” she says, her head tilting up and meeting his eyes. “We have each other,” she says and leans in and kisses him softly, this outpour of emotions: love, trust, care, unspoken promises, and words of comfort.

[transmeowscvi]

top surgery vi, reference under the cut

[adhdkiramman]

people leaving comments about how vi isn’t trans on one of my recent asks about my fic… YAWN!!!!! there’s this thing called a headcanon baby just tell me you’re not having awesome lesbian sex and scroll!!!!!!!

[jjkyaoi]

watching hoards on twt talk somebody out of making vi have more masculine/butch features in their art because “she’s still a woman!!! you’re trying to turn caitvi straight!!”

[fizz-pop-thwip]

Transmasc-ified characters who are cis woman in canon save me... Save me.... Save me Transmasc-ified characters who are cis woman in canon...