#violet♡

[nkogneatho]

PASI MAY I HAVE RINS THIGHS PLS

The episode where he is doing the leg press lives rent free in my head

[dollyyun]

u r so cute ruby

even if i look like this?

[lolitalovess]

thinking about loser vi who humps on the strap harness when she's fucking you!!

｡･ﾟ･♡･ﾟ･｡ loser vi who invites you over to her place when you mention that you're trying to organise a few study groups at the town library with a few of your friends to her. she knows she's got a shitload of assignments due by the end of the week like you, you're fun to work with, she wants to help you with your notes and you haven't been in her bed in forever. she can't help herself.

loser vi who cannot stop letting her pussy do all her thinking when you show up at her door with your laptop and books all in your bag and your smile so radiant from the familiarity of her face and the kisses she pulls you into after you handed her a pipeline punch monster.

loser vi who's sitting against the headboard of her bed with you leaning your head on her shoulder, writing perfectly detailed and descriptive notes with her hand beginning to cramp while you're reading through some article for history on your laptop for some upcoming important quiz. she can tell you're tired and bored with the way you're slumped against her, sighing through your nose without even realising and squinting your eyes from the bright screen every time she looks over at you. you have been doing this for atleast two hours - she knows that you both need a break.

loser vi who asks you if you wanna lay down and cuddle for a little while, pressing kisses to the crown of your head when you say yes and move your laptop and both of your textbooks on her bedside table, her hands on your waist as she practically guides you back to her, burying your face into her chest while she murmurs a "c'mere, baby."

loser vi who's pulled her blanket to stop at your chests, one of her hands running through your hair and she's murmuring about unimportant nothing's about her day and powder. she guides one of her hands to unclasp your bra, knowing that the fabric would be uncomfortably pressing into your skin, discarding the item by tossing it on the ground. you know the action is out of genuine love and hope to comfort you - but you also know violet well enough to already know that it's also out of lust.

loser vi who's hands are grasping your hips as leverage when fucking you with her strap another two hours later, both your and her pyjamas thrown onto the floor like your bra, her fluffy blue blanket pushed to the end of the bed. she's thrusting into you at a relentless pace, a train of whimpers, moans and curses leaving her heart shaped lips as if the rest of her family isn't in the house.

"fuck, baby," she whines, throwing her head back. back she's always been a whiner, it's one of the things you adore the most about her, apart from her hair and the love she has for you. she's the sweetest girlfriend you could be blessed with, and you're forever grateful to the foils of the universe that it gave you the chance to meet her and have her in your life.

her pace grows sloppier from a newcome friction she feels on her clit from the harness of her strap when she grinds on it, her eyes squeezing shut as she does so. she's doing both - fucking you and grinding her clit on the harness of ther strap, even if the balance between doing both is sloppy.

"look at me." you speak out, your hands squeezing her biceps as if it were the only thing you could do to stabilise yourself, which it was. you don't mind that she's doing this in anyway whatsoever. it's cute, the way her eyebrows furrow and her mouth hangs open and her tits bounce when she's becoming mayor of pound town with you, always acting like she's the one getting fucked when you are.

she complied after a few moments of bliss, tilting her head back down to look down into your eyes. you look so pretty, with the way sweat is beading down your forehead and you're grasping onto her and your pussy is taking her dick so easily. she leaned down to kiss you, whimpering into your mouth when you shove your tounge into hers and wrap your legs around her waist to encourage her movements, earning a loud moan from her when she hid her face in your neck and the both of you came at the same time, her needy pussy absolutely soaking the harness without shame.

she eventually pulls away from you after a few minutes of hugging and kissing for a few minutes, glancing over at your textbooks, dead laptop and half drank monster can sitting sadly, though her eyes shift back to your face when she notices herself yearning to look at you. "you wanna go again?"

i wrote this so fast and rushed so if it's a lil bad in some spots that's why 😭 also why half of this was hcs and the other half was like a fic LMAO

[losergirlsoap]

literally me

[snakehatepage]

I think sevika would rly thrive with like a mean girlfriend. I see a lot of ppl who say she'd like sweet girls, like opposites attract kinda thing, which is cute, but I think she'd like someone she could bicker with idk, she seems to like bickering, and she likes to fight in general, and shes tough enough to take it yk 😣 like she would love a really bitchy femme who snaps back and is straight up mean and sarcastic, and she'd totally bite right back yk

my requests r open guys PLEASE I have writers block

[vifilms]

enemies to lovers with hockey player!vi and how she would be the most competitive girl in the world. to a point where it’s spiteful. your team has already won your game to be in the championship match but here you are, gloating in the seats, hoping to see you arch nemesis fall flat on her face but she does anything but. high she soars and with a convincing win she is more than happy to make her way to you after she’s showered but still on an endorphin high.

“came all this way to see me, cupcake?”

“you’re just the competition. don’t flatter yourself, violet. coach’s orders to scoop out your weaknesses and return them to her on a silver platter.”

“is it also coach’s orders to come tonight to our celebratory after party? we could make room for you, if you behave yourself. no game talk but then again, we both know you’re not capable of that. besides, you’re the one waiting here for me to get out. not the other way around.”

a challenge. one that inclines a slippery slope. violet knows you’ll be too eager to resist, sights set on pissing her off are too insistent to be ignored.

“says you. will sevika be there? we both know she’s the real top player and not just of the team.”

“we’ll see about that, cupcake.”

[xoxo-sincerely-me]

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚,

𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓!𝑽𝒊

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who begs saying she ‘just wants to see her’

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who’s eyes glaze over as soon as she sets her eyes on your clit

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who ignores the pain in her jaw to eat you out as long as possible

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who eats you past overstimulation , begging for just “a little longer” as you push her head away

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who sometimes likes to just rest her mouth over your clit and falls asleep drowning in your pussy

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who’s voice gets croaky from disuse

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who will squish herself into the most uncomfortable position if it means access to your pussy

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who drools into your covers so bad you have change your sheets every time she eats you out

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who whines more than you when you come, licking you clean with ferocity

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who has wet dreams about eating you out

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who wakes up with cum in her boxers and drool soaking her pillow

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who never fails to find a way to put her hand on your pussy: you often wake up to her warm palm cupping you through your pjs, or feel her fingers try to rub your pussy under the table in public

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who professes loudly about how she wants to die in your pussy

꩜pussyworshiper!Vi who mumbles praise and thank yous into your pussy like a prayer

𝒙𝒐𝒙𝒐

𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒆

[lil-liaa]

°. •̩̩͙ ᜊ 𝓓𝒊𝒅 i tell 𝒚𝒐𝒖 that i 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝓨𝓸𝓾? ્᭄ ˖ ॱ ִ

𓉳𐬹°𝓢low down to the 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡

𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝓾𝓹 ── 𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒕 there if 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓶𝓮 ָ࣪      ৎ୭

© 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞//𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞//𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 @n-americano

[ghostlyviolets33]

"you can do no wrong... in my eyes."

⋆｡˚𖦹 hearing damage - thom yorke.

[nkogneatho]

How does Rin or Isagi act when you get them high? 👀

isagi is calm in the start but goes egoist mode after one joint. he is saying mean things and doing dirty things to you. biting your skin, leaving dark hickeys on you and then giving it a kiss to make up for the bruise.

rin is the opposite. he coughs in the start, hating how the smoke feels against his throat but once it starts to hit, he is surprisingly at peace. more than he's evenr been. all the stressful thoughts about not being enough and revenge are dissipating. all he cares is about you. pulls you in for slow and long kisses as you move against his bulge.

[lolitalovess]

loser vi humping her pillow when you're not around!!

vi's entire world evolves around you. you're an echo in her head that never takes a break, she's always thinking about you and she wouldn't be able to find it in herself to want it any other way. she'd let you take her heart clean apart if it meant it'd help yours beat.

she's lying restlessly on her bed, her cheek resting against one of the many pillows and teddies she has there, her hands occupied with her beat down phone that has subway surfers playing on the cracked screen. her eyes are squinted, tired and focused on the game like it's the most interesting thing she could be doing, though her eyes immediately perk up when she gets a notification from you, and she's immediately reminded on why she's doing everything in her willpower to not think about you.

she presses on it, how could she not, and she immediately lets out a breath seeing the photo attached is the outfit you had put together earlier for today. you're perfect and she's reminding herself that it's just a photo. it's just a photo of you and what she had missed out from because she didn't see you today.

but that doesn't stop the dull ache of need she feels in her pussy. she squeezes and shifts her thighs together to try to find any form of friction, which ultimately leads to her letting out a sigh that's almost full of frustration of not getting able to see you today.

she's discarding her boxers that are slick with her wet arousal and moving to sit up on her knees, her hand reaching for the pillow her head was previously resting on and folding it. she straddled it, her hands holding the front of it to momentarily steady herself after her weight was put onto it and beginning to impatiently roll her hips quickly after, letting out a moan at the friction that's directly on her cunt.

shes looking down at her dimly lit phone with her eyes focused on the photo of you again, her hips mimicking the motion they move in when she's riding you. she whimpers at the thought of doing that - riding you with your hands on her ass to encourage her movement while you kiss and coo at her. the only thought she has in her mind is you, how you'd be murmuring sweet words into her ear and kissing her neck if you were right here next to her.

it only drives her on in a way she's never had with anyone or anything else, letting out louder and needier sounds while she begins to roll her hips at a faster pace and her pierced tits bounce even more from it. she wishes your hand was wrapped around her neck with your other one slapping her ass or guiding your hips.

her eyes roll back to her head when she starts cumming on her pillow, her cum seeping onto it and leaving an obvious wet spot that'd have you laughing and teasing at her if you saw it and knew the reason why. she rides it out without hesitation, her hips having a slight sore ache in them from her actions, but that doesn't stop her from picking her phone up to call you and beginning to move her hips again.

she's so cute i love herrrr AUGHH this has lowkey been my favourite thing to write ever and i love it even though my japanese assignment is due in three hours and i haven't started!! ♡ ALSO please lmk if you like the pictures i put at the top, if i should do it with all my upcoming works or if it looks stupid!

@bblairxe

[ryllen]

jade tries to seduce trey & gets him to say ''yes you are my favorite thing let's get together' °•*⁀➷ (*not dating yet 💘) ( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)

[snakehatepage]

ur a weirdo freak if ur a man lusting over lesbians btw

[alessabriel]

Only one doll.

Summary: They found something to hold on to, to love and they won't let go, even if you want to run away from them...you never can (or so they thought).

Cw. Dark content, typical canon violence, gore, mental disorders, suicidal thoughts, dark CaitVi, dark romance (or worse), dead dove, divergence from canon at best.

"You just have to obey, okay? We don't like to hurt you," Caitlyn said in a soft, measured, controlled voice, looking at her with her one uncovered eye and cradling her chin, lifting her up so that their gazes would meet.

The doll can only see that face she loved one day, features that showed pure and sincere love at one time now staining so slowly with profuse, deep and terrifying darkness. Intentions that are not hidden in those eyes I once loved and intentions that intend to leave her disabled, at her mercy, at the mercy of both.

She lives in a hell coated in gold.

Fear begins to rise so fast, as the grip on her chin increases in strength and terror settles under her ribs enlarging until it occupies all available space, pressing her organs outward, pressing against her ribs so hard that they may well break under the weight of the doll's fear of them and it is impossible for her not to shed tears, to tremble when she hears that purposefully heavy gait.

"I-I'll be good, I promise" stammers the doll with pain breathing through her pores, tears pooling in her eyes but refusing to shed them until she feels a finger press against the bullet wound in her leg and the doll stifles a scream, pulling away from the sheriff's hands trying not to go crazy; she had tried to run away and had almost succeeded but a bullet in her thigh had knocked her down "I-I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear" the doll recites desperately trying not to throw up, not to look them in the face because that will destroy the only good memories she has of them; Caitlyn and Vi.

But they won't allow her that indulgence.

"Lift your head girl" Vi commands, her voice being soft but there is a steel underneath, a steel that could very well hurt that forces the doll to obey; she sits up lifting her head still on her knees in her room and looking at Vi with her eyes watering with tears "Will you do it again? Use your head silly girl you can't run away, we had already told you"

The doll only feels the bile in her throat, the voice she once adored and the soft eyes she once loved for how sincere they were, right now she wished to tear them out with her own fingers or her own to never see her again. He once loved her voice that whispered love in his ears, that assured him to love her as intensely as he loved the Sheriff, maybe it wasn't true and it was all a lie from both of them.

"We don't want to increase your punishments" she tried, again to sound kind Caitlyn but irony, mockery and sarcasm seeped into her tone.

She understood, and could only grit her teeth, holding back that will go like boiling lava inside her.

"But you're making us be mean to you Is that what you want?" Vi questioned, taking a few steps closer to the sweet doll kneeling on what was once a nice light red carpet and leaned down, staring at her; still everything she loved was still there, a little stained by fear but it didn't matter and she reached out her hand, touching that angelic little face sliding her thumb down her cheek brushing away the tears "Cait and I don't want to be mean to you princess, but you're making it hard for us Running away? You understand we were scared our little love would run away"

«as if they would care, you psycho bitches» thinks the doll but she would rip her skin to shreds before she would speak in front of them, she would rip her vocal cords out if she could so she would never speak to them and never have that pair of deranged women hear her voice again. But he forces himself, he forces himself and at will, with something tucked deep in the back of his mind where they could never touch anything he would always cling to; father and sister. She disconnected, she needed to do it because she could never run away from the damn Kiramman mansion, nor Piltover and she didn't want to endanger who is like an older sister to her, truth be told she was afraid of them and of herself, dad had not raised a weak woman but right now in front of an Enforcer capable of breaking a man's skull with her bare hands and a sheriff that could shoot you even from miles away, her survival instinct came into play.

She would live, and she would mold that damned jail with her bare hands.

"I-I'll be good, sorry for escaping" the doll whispers, her voice trembling before closing her pink iris eyes and shedding tears, beginning to sob for real letting go of the emotional anguish and that tiny part that still contained hope that they would realize what they were doing was so fucking wrong but that hope shattered it and went infinite in tears of faint pink transparency "I-I was afraid and I-I was dumb, sorry, sorry, s-sorry, s-sorry"

It would return that prison of theirs, one way or another.

[xoxo-sincerely-me]

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚,

𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎!𝑽𝒊

꩜ bottom!Vi who eats your pussy like starved man.

꩜ bottom!Vi who’s so desperate for you to call her a good girl she cries.

꩜ bottom!Vi who’s sends you needy texts all day, pictures and voice notes,about how badly she needs you.

꩜ bottom!Vi who wears her hickeys like the finest jewels.

꩜ bottom!Vi who blushes so hard when she cums she gets light-headed.

꩜ bottom!Vi who pouts when she’s needy in public, hands twisting in your clothes.

꩜ bottom!Vi who sits so prettily on her knees when she waits for you to pay attention to her.

꩜ bottom!Vi who’s embarrassed about her high pitched whines when she cums.

꩜ bottom!Vi who can cum from praise alone.

꩜ bottom!Vi who begs you to suck on her titties when you fuck her

꩜ bottom!Vi who swears you’ll be the one to get her pregnant, begs you to keep going to make sure it takes.

𝒙𝒐𝒙𝒐

𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒆

[loves1ckmoth]

LITTLE HELPER

Modern Gym Rat!Vi x Reader

Warnings: Fem!reader, I don't work out often and I think it shows, I've also never used any gym equipment except from p.e. classes over the years, It's okay though, vi is very gentle with sleepy reader, she is like a puppy, she complains in the beginning, mentioned that she binds in the beginning, petnames (darling), definitely not my best work I'm so sorry

Word Count♡: 867

Vi has been complaining a lot lately. Mostly about the gym. “My partner didn’t show up today!” or “My spotter was awful” and your personal favorite, “It would’ve gone so much better if you were there.” You loved it. Loved the way she would drape herself over you as your hands diligently massage out the knots caused by her grueling workouts.

You can hear the door slam as she groans with frustration. “Darling? Are you there?” Her voice rings throughout the house, and you drop the laundry you were folding. “In the bedroom!” You shout back, resuming the folding. You’re prepared for her to drop in on you, however.

And so she does. You feel a thud against the bed as she flops down, and then her hands as she crawls over to your lap. You set the binder of hers you were folding aside, and place a hand on her hair. Her hand covers yours and she pulls it down to hold her face.

“Long day, I assume? Was your uhm… your spotter? Were they not there again?” At that, she groans loudly. “He’s never there anymore. We made a pact for the new Year that we’d reach our goals this year, but I’m convinced he’s given up. Do you know how demotivating that is?”

You hum noncommittal, continuing to stroke her hair. “So you have to go alone now I assume?” You suggest. She groans and rolls over onto her stomach. “It’d be so much easier if you went with me.” She says for the nth time. You tilt your head.

“What if I did go with you? I promised you I’d tag along eventually, and I could help spot you.” She immediately jumps up at that, beaming brightly. “Would you!?” You giggle at her enthusiasm and nod. “I’d be happy to. You talk about it so much I want to go myself.”

She jumps up and tackles you onto the bed, smothering you with kisses from her chapstick-covered lips. You push her face away, having dissolved into a fit of laughter. “You’re finally using that chapstick I gave you?” She smiles and puckers her lips at you.

“Minty, isn’t it?” She says as she nuzzles into you. She sighs, collapsing and weighing you down. “‘M tired. Let’s take a nap. In the morning, I’ll take you for my early workout. Sound good?” She speaks gently, tracing a hand over your side like a self-soothing ritual. You hum a response, closing your eyes to nap with her.

In the morning, she gently helps dress you, accounting for your still tired form. You usually wake up when she gets back from her morning workout. You’re out the door in around 10 minutes and she guides you into the passenger seat and shoves an energy drink into your hands.

The drive to the gym is relatively quiet as she has the radio low and hums to the tune of it. The gym is mostly empty by the time you get there. She walks over to a bench press machine and has you stand behind it. “Do you wanna spot me on this one? It’s really easy and I won’t go too high so if I mess up, you can help.”

She shows you the proper form and position before getting on the bench. She does 20 reps, and you watch her curiously. She smiles up at you, pushing the bar with ease. “What now?” you ask after helping pull the bar back into its proper position.

“The rest of the stuff I plan to do doesn’t require a spotter, but you can stay and talk with me if you like. We could do something simple if you wanna have something to occupy yourself. There's a machine that works your thighs over there. It’s a little awkward, but I’ll be there with you.”

You nod, and she takes your hand to lead you over. You like it when she does that. The way she looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars. She treats you like a princess. She’s right when she says the machine is awkward. It requires you to spread your legs open and stretch them as far as you can. Thankfully, however, she stands in front of you so no one else in the gym will see.

She adjusts your posture when needed and adds weight when you can handle it. She makes sure to tire you out for the rest of the time you spend at the gym and you walk out the door achy and exhausted. The drive home is a blur. All you remember is her calloused but gentle hands picking you up and throwing you over her shoulder.

A sharp gasp of air releases from you as you’re slung over, and you flop your head down into her neck. “Thank you, Vi…” You mumble sleepily as she lays you back down on the bed. She smiles, tucking you in. “Of course, darling. Thank you for coming with me, even if all it did was tire you out.”

You groan quietly as you melt into the bed and Vi pulls away to finish the laundry you started last night.

Hello everyone!! My cait fic got a shit ton of attention, so I might start writing her more!! Reminder that my requests are open and suggestions are wanted :3 reblogs and likes are most appreciated ♡