#vi league

[metrocat]

! ARCANE S2 SPOILERS !

S2 // E3 - FINALLY GOT THE NAME RIGHT (HELLFIRE)

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Afterglow (Vi)

Kinktober 2024 Day Fourteen: Aftercare

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Your favorite part is the afterglow. You wonder if hers is too.

To you, nothing can beat these moments. The moments where your legs unceremoniously unwrap around her hips and you both collapse on top of each other with big sighs and closed eyes. The moments where there’s a smile on your lips through every deep breath as your fingers search for hers once again. The moments where you’re more than a little blissed out- you’re in heaven and it’s only because she brought you there. Nothing else. No one else. Except for her. Always her.

At the same time, she’ll try to pull you closer to her. It’s a nearly impossible task. After all, you’re already curling around her and tucking yourself against her naked body. But she manages a little progress anyway. She’ll straighten out your once-bent knees in favor of tangling her legs in between yours. She’ll angle your still naked body so you have no choice but to tuck your head into her shoulder and press your chest against hers. And she’ll drape an arm over your waist and brush her fingers lightly up and down your skin. You like it when you feel them dance up and down your spine in small, rhythmic motions. She likes it when you wiggle around and give her the opportunity to reach down and give your ass a squeeze and a slight slap here and there. You compromise, by giving her a little more space to do whatever she wants with her body. You know you’ll be happy with whatever she does. You know you’ll be happy simply because it’s her.

“You’re my everything, you know that?” She mumbles to you after a while of laying together, eyes closed and content looks across her face. The words brush against your skin, and the fact that you’re sharing so much space is the only reason why you were able to hear such a quiet declaration being spoken out into the world. Though, these words of hers- they aren’t new to you. It’s not even the tenth or the hundredth time she’s shared such a message with you. It’s been more than that. More times than you can count. “My everything.”

But that doesn’t make it any less special. Because you know just how much she meant it. You know how much she meant every single kind word she has ever said to you. 

“You’re my everything too,” You tell her softly, taking a moment to nuzzle up against her even further. It doesn’t take much convincing to get her to believe you too. But it gets her to peek her eyes open at you and smile kindly, before tilting her head to press a few tiny kisses to the top of your nose. You let out a quiet giggle at her actions and her hand dips down again to rest on your backside once more. She’s careful about a few spots - including the spot she told you she just couldn’t help but bite at while she was eating you out from behind in a crazed frenzy. But you can’t find yourself caring or even being able to pretend you’re still mad about that. “I love you so much, Vi.”

You have much more important things to do. 

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

Much more important things to enjoy.

So you go ahead and enjoy it. You start by melting into the bed with her and emptying your mind of literally everything else except for the woman you have in your arms. The rumbled sheets you were once both fucking on top of were now pulled haphazardly up to cover both your bodies and offer a thin layer of warmth. Though at this point, the two of you have been cuddling for so long that it offers more than just a little warmth. It offers sanctuary. It offers peace. It offers that sleepy feeling you know you should ignore in favor of taking a shower or at least, a washcloth and wiping at the now unflattering dried mess in between both of your legs. But it offers an excuse too. You’re feeling far too comfortable here. You’re feeling far too cozy here. You’re feeling far too happy here too.

Because who wouldn’t be. Who wouldn’t be when you’re with the person you love more than anything that exists in the world.

You know that at one point in your life, there was a time before you met her- there was a time before you met Vi. But you don’t want to think about it. You don’t want to recall the time before you had the shape of her every tattoo memorized because all you would do is drag your fingers against them time after time after time- all because she let you. You don’t want to remember the time before you knew this much about what your body wants and needs from another person to feel this happy- this good, this fulfilled after sex. And you don’t even want to think about all those lonely days and nights you’ve spent before meeting her, wondering if the one for you exists out there. Because you're past those days. Because you have her now. And she has you. 

And as far as you’re concerned, you’re not going anywhere. Not without her. Never without her.

“We have to get up soon,” Vi murmurs right by your ear after a couple more minutes of sleepy cuddles. It’s accompanied by a few more kisses and the tickle of her hair brushing softly against your hair. Though predictably, it does very little to encourage you to get up and follow. Mostly because you just couldn’t be bothered with the thought of leaving her arms right now.“Gotta get you clean, sweetheart.”

“Hmm… maybe later?” 

But partly because you noticed that she hadn’t made any moves herself to move away or to get you out of bed either.

“Yeah, okay…”

It’s just a part of life, you’ve come to realize. It’s just part of love. Those moments where you know you have too much to do but can’t help but be distracted with each other. Those moments where you know you have to untangle. Not just because it’s too hard. But because you don’t want to. Because her body is too warm when it’s pressed against yours. Because her arms are made just perfectly for wrapping themselves around you and never letting go. Because you love the afterglow. Because it’s your favorite part. Because you get to share in it with her and only her.

“...later sounds good, sweetheart. Later sounds good.”

And because she gets to share in it with you too.

[hmyrine]

on everyone's soul this is what happened

[noodles-and-tea]

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LESBIANS: 2x08 - “Killing is a Cycle”

[the-fatal-impact]

There are two kinds of people, separated by the way they dealing with heart shuttering break up:

They becoming sad alcoholic hobo with no sense of personal hygiene...

2. ...or career overachiver.

[yukinnn]

wish I can wipe my memory after season finale

[wretchedwitchpussy]

[viwifey]

#something has just awoken inside me...

[polartss]

I,,,, I uhhh,,,,,,, ummmmm uhhhhhhh

sketch I guess!

[koifee]

So, this is what you’ve been up to?

[metrocat]

! ARCANE S2 SPOILERS !

S2 // E2 - WATCH IT ALL BURN (RENEGADE)

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Her Good Girl (Vi)

Kinktober 2023 Day Eleven: Dildo

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

“Deep breath for me, sweetheart. Come on, in…”

  You take a deep breath in, letting precious air fill your lungs and give you life.

  “...and out.” 

  You let it all go. Letting the breath of life slip past your parted lips for a short trip away from you and your body. It’s necessary. To keep on living. To keep on going. So you don’t miss it. You don’t miss the air that is used to fill your lungs. Besides…

  You have that smile of hers to look forward to.

  “Good girl,” Vi hums at you from between your legs. Her eyes are half-lidded, and her gaze sits heavy, heavy, heavy on your lower stomach. As if it’s the real trouble you have to worry about right now. And not the fact that there’s a hand settling over your waist, trying to keep you still. Or the fact that your legs are thrown over her shoulders, putting you in an especially vulnerable position. Or even the fact that you measly little tank top you were wearing is pushed up high enough that your boobs can do nothing but sit out on your chest- exposed and on display. All for her to see. All for her to enjoy. “Do you want more?”

  “Yes.” You respond quickly. With a shaky voice and a swiftness that’s a little too embarrassing for even you in this moment. In fact, you can even feel all the blood rushing to your face as you only grow more and more flustered. Though that might have something to do with the way Vi’s gaze is constantly flickering downwards towards the main event happening between your thighs. “Yes, I- I want more. Please.”

  Your own voice sounds pathetic in your ears. But in front of you, Vi shutters at the sound and sight of your pretty pink tongue darting out to lick at your lips at the same time. She’s always been so soft with you. She’s always been so weak for you. Wanting to do nothing but touch you. Please you. Pleasure you- the whole nine yards. 

  That’s the whole reason why you’re here right now. Almost completely naked while lying on your back with her between your legs. With your legs up and spread nice and wide. And your soaking wet panties somewhere across the room. Though, you imagine they aren’t as wet as you were when Vi finally stopped teasing you and had you riding her tongue for so, so long. And you imagine they aren’t as wet as you right now

  Considering just how easily this new dildo Vi bought for you glides so easily into your fluttering little hole.

  “Then I’ll give you more,” Your girlfriend murmurs quietly as her hands work to make more of this shiny new toy disappear inside of you. Instantly, you’re pulling a face and breathing harder now than you were before. She moves slowly- not enough to get you loud or screaming. But enough to keep you a little noisy. To make you feel a little stretch. To get you biting at your lip and grabbing at her wrist for a chance to ground yourself as the dildo pushes further and further and further inside of you. “I’ll give you exactly what you want.”

  You don’t doubt that. You didn’t doubt that. Not the first time she said it to you. Not the last time she said it to you. Not even for a second. You believed her full-heartedly when she called you to come back home and told you that she was going to take care of your every little need tonight. 

You believed her completely when you arrived to see the packaging of a seven-inch bright pink and thick dildo in the trash and the toy itself sitting out on the counter to dry. And now you believe it with every fiber of your being. That she’ll take care of you. That she’ll pleasure you. Give you all you want. Especially now that had she started pushing this brand-new toy of hers past your lower lips and into your dripping-wet hole…

  …only to pull it all the way out and shove it fully back in.

  “Ah…” Your moans are soft. Near silent in this bedroom safe space she shares with you. But she drives it up. Her ears drink up every sound you and your lewd body make for her and for her alone. From the sounds of your moans and groans and gasps to the sounds of the sheets rustling beneath you. And even the wet, dirty sounds that your pussy makes as your walls are stretched out and stuffed full all by Vi’s doing. All by Vi’s hands. “Oh…oh…”

  You start to sit up on the bed, propping yourself up on your arms as you try to watch her work out the tightness building within you. But she’s quick to take the hand she had on your waist and to push you back into flying flat on the bed. And without missing a beat, you find your legs being bent further and your body being nearly folded in half as Vi leans into you. But then she starts taking you further. While still using one hand to work the dildo inside of you- slipping it in and sliding it out so, so easily- she’s using the other to bring your knees to your chest.

  This angle allows her to get closer to you. So, so much closer. Now her face is mere inches away from your drooling pussy, ready for your clit to be licked and flicked if Vi so wishes. Now her face is mere inches away from your chest- nipples ready to be sucked on if Vi so wishes. And even more than that- now her face is mere inches away from yours. With eyes ready to meet and lips ready to kiss and kiss until she has to remind you to breathe for her again.

  And that’s exactly what she does.

  Because while she’s kissing you, she can move even closer to you. She can swallow up your even sound- your every moan and cry and whimper and gasp for air. She can swallow it all up, and she owns it. And she does all of that while another hand comes up and cups at your boobs. Fondling them. Rolling a nipple between two fingers. Squeezing, touching, holding, feeling. But most of all?

  She can do all that while working the dildo inside of you to reach deeper. To hit harder. To make the pleasure feel even more sweeter. Even more intense. Then the second before. And the second before that. And the second before that as well. 

  She can stretch you out. She can make you feel so full and stuffed and tight before pulling it all away. Making you miss the feeling of that brand-new toy being pushed past your lower lips and swallowed by your pretty little cunny. More than you miss the air that leaves your lungs. Because even though you know it’s going to come back. Even though you know it’s about to happen all over again and again and again and again? You find that it’s something to look forward to. You still find that it’s something that feels necessary. To keep on going. To keep on living. To keep on feeling good. To keep on being hers.

  “Good girl...good, good, good girl….”

  Her good girl.

[ysaona]

[charliepoopyfart]

They made having blue hair and pronouns illegal in piltover

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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x06 - “The Message Hidden Within the Pattern”