#The Most Relatable Character In Encanto Was The 10 Years Old Kid With An Addiction To Coffee

02﹐🦋﹢﹒mi amor !? . summary: "what kind of date would they take you on for valentines day?"

dolores would likely prefer to stay inside and spend some quality time instead. don't get me wrong, she'd love to bring you out on a fancy special date - perfect for the most special person in her life, you. but she wants to be alone with you, to focus on you. she wants to mute the world just for you, even for a short moment.

you melted into dolores' touch as she lovingly runs her fingers through the knots in your hair. calming, romantic music played through your shared earphones as the long forgotten movie acted as background noise. moments like these were what she treasured the most, sure, it isn't your usual valentines day date. but it's enough. "are you hungry?" she whispered softly into your ear after taking out the earbud, pausing the movie and the music on her phone. "sort of," you snuggled into her chest, "but we can stay here for a bit."

isabela would probably organize a cutesy picnic date in a beautiful private gazebo or something like that. i see her as the type to want it simple, but also aesthetic, you get me? she'd definitely ask you to dance with her, oh! and flowers aren't a problem, she'll have a whole bundle of all your favorites!

isabela chuckled to herself as she watched you stumble on your feet to keep up with her. "how far is it?" you asked, careful with every step you take as your girlfriend had taken the initiative of blind-folding you for her special surprise. "it's close, watch your steps!" and as if she jinxed it, you inconveniently tripped on the steps of the gazebo, not like you knew what you tripped over. thankfully, your girlfriend very graciously caught you in her arms and twirled you around, swiftly sliding the blind-fold off of your face to reveal her valentines gift. "happy valentines, amor."

luisa would be similar to dolores. working a lot gets overwhelming and she'd probably want to avoid that on special occasions. she'll likely ask her mom to help her prepare dinner, then you two just have a romantic dinner date in like, a garden isabela set up for you two or something.

you grinned from ear to ear as luisa brought over your plates and drinks. you two were seated in the middle of a flower garden the isabela had made earlier, specifically for you two. for luisa, she's anxious about this. what if it isn't enough for you? but for you, the fact she went through this much effort just for the two of you? your heart swells in a good way. she sat across you, shoulders tense until she feels your significantly smaller hand on hers. "happy valentines day."

mirabel would probably take you somewhere festive, like a town fair! you two would sit on a grassy hill and admire the beautiful stars and sway to the upbeat music. when you two get hungry you just wander around the booths and stalls, maybe even dance to the music?

mirabel leaned into your shoulder as she stared up at you with a look of admiration, adoration. you're too busy admiring the stars scattered across the midnight sky, but she subtly pecks your knuckles and intertwines your pinkies. you look down at her, grinning and pulling her closer. "hey," you pause, gesturing to the town fair. "you wanna go stuff our mouths full of food and dance until the night wastes away?" you finished, chuckling as mirabel immediately jumps up and pulls you up with her. "let's go!"

camilo would drag you to somewhere like an amusement park or an arcade. he'd have a hand around your waist or shoulder almost the entire time, it's a big place with lots of crowds! he lets you win in games, lets you choose the rides, etc. very fun:)

camilo put in another quarter, determined to win you that dinosaur plush while you were struggling to keep a hold of all the other stuffed animals he's already won. "cami- cami!" you dropped the dozens of stuff animals onto a clean nearby table, keeping an eye on them. "cami you- you don't need to get it?" "no no let me get it." "but—" "shh, anything for you mariposa." "that's sweet but you're looting the whole machine—" "let the children cry."

© aimore [ very cute modern au encanto drabbles for valentines:) as this is scheduled, valentines day was yesterday for me! but happy valentines day to my singles and takens! :D (heads up that my theme will be changing again soon LOL (and probably username)) ]

You take care of a needy, touch-starved Vi...

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Vi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, mature content, Vi is a bottom, swearing, body worship, oral, fingering, face-sitting, overstimulation, aftercare, praise, little bit of fluff

Word Count: 4,500~

Notes: A shameless smut with Vi being a bottom because there's just something about seeing strong ladies becoming a hot mess that gives my brain a lot of seratonin 😏 I hope you enjoy reading this ❤️

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The sound of breathing is the only thing filling the air in your small room. You sat in an old bed that was just the perfect size for two -- with your arms around the misfit's lean waist, chest pressed to a muscular back covered in huge tattoos, your soft lips brushing over her freckled shoulder, kissing up to a strong neck, tending to the skin with licks and sucks, leaving behind a patch of color.

Vi squirms against you and groans, making you smile against the back of her neck as you squeezed her tighter, feeling marred fingers holding onto your wrists.

You had been teasing the pink-haired with kisses and touches for a while now, indulging yourself in the heat of her bare body against yours, enjoying the way she tried so hard to keep breathing calm everytime your fingertips caressed the lines down to her hips, hooking playfully under the elastic of her boxers with the promise of going further down to a spot you knew she wanted you to play with.

"You're so hot...so handsome…", you murmured against her skin, feeling the muscles on her back twitching slightly, the warmth from her body giving you proof that your hard-work was paying off and those compliments were having an effect on her.

Hungry mouth tasted and marked every inch of her shoulder, from one side to the other, raising lips to the length of skin on an untouched side of her neck to work a hickey onto it while your eager hands explored the slopes of her toned stomach, hovering just inches below her breasts, refusing to touch until you felt her muscles twitch under you.

"You're gorgeous, Violet…", whispering more sweet words earned you a little hum and biting onto the spot between neck and shoulder a surprised jerk from her body, making eyes lift to notice the faint pink on the curve of her cheeks and tip of her ears in such a delicious blush.

You could feel Vi's rampant heart-beat against your chest everytime you moved and no matter how small or brief the touch was she squirmed and murmured your name, calloused palms on you all the time, touching your hands, your arms and your legs, trying to hold onto them when as you started to slide back to kiss the fancy ink.

"You're tryin' to kill me here…", she mumbled, fingers curling into the thin fabric around her legs, pulling on it to try and stop squirming but her body betrayed any effort to remain composed. She was excited to be touched, to be given attention, to be showered in praise and affection after being alone for so long -- after being starved of it for years.

A chuckle left you and you stopped your slow journey down the line of her spine to glance up at your lover, noticing the way she tried to peek at what you were doing over her marked shoulder.

"Don't act like you don't love it…", you teased her, the adorable pout she flashed your way urging you to continue -- so you licked the ink on her back, all of its edges and curves, the gears and clouds that adorned her sculpted back, letting your fingertips caress the sides of a trained torso, scratching over ribs down to hip-bones, gripping them tightly with the intent of leaving palms printed on the flesh.

"You're perfect, Violet...everything about you is perfect. I love how strong you are, how powerful you feel. I love every inch of you...", purring out more praise you could hear breathing become faster and the shifting of legs as if there was no comfortable position she could find herself in.

"Damn it...w-what are 'ya trying to do to me?", Vi slumped forwards with a groan, closing her eyes and fisting at her boxers, feeling her face flush even more when your fingers pulled at the elastic so your lips to kiss further down her tattooed back, letting hands rest just a bit closer to her thighs.

You claimed every bit of skin down the misfit's strong back and then back up again, listening to her groans as you made your way in front of her, making the pink-haired face you with a hold of her chin, tilting head to lock eyes with your partner.

The color on Vi's cheeks was lovely; hiding a sea of freckles under a veil of soft crimson that made you smile affectionately at her. Blue eyes were full of need and excitement, eagerness spilling when they glanced down at your lips and then back up as yours looked at her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She chewed on it vigorously, waiting for you to lean forwards and press your lips to hers.

"Do you want me to kiss you, handsome?", you smirked, the proud expression on your face one that made the misfit look away for a second, the press of your thumb on her chin pulling attention back to you as you raised an eyebrow at her.

She nodded eagerly and leaned forward with the intention of kissing you but was stopped by the push of your fingers forcing head backwards and the surprised face she offered you made you smile playfully. You brushed your thumb up to her soft bottom lip, caressing the flesh while you parted lips to tell her to answer your question...but you felt your voice disappear when Vi opened her mouth and licked the tip of your thumb, taking it between her lips to nibble and suck on it with a deep hum, keeping eyes on your expression.

Your eyes widened, pupils growing larger at the sight of your thumb resting between the misfit's lips as she kissed and licked and sucked noisily, making your heart skip a beat. Watching the pink of her tongue peek out over and over as she took care of your finger made your mind go blank. You forgot what was going on for a few seconds, all of your focus on the way she slick up your thumb and released it with a proud smile on face flushed to the point of no return, staring at you in delight.

Vi had a look like she wanted to challenge your resolve and it brought you back to reality, making you huff as you fought the urge to let her one-up you when you were the one in-charge now...

Glancing down at her heaving chest you allowed your wet thumb tolower, inch by inch, caressing collarbones and warm skin until it was paused above a little soft peak, feeling her holding breath and expecting you to touch. You gazed up at her and with a head-tilt, removed your hand from her breast to watch a pout form on her features, one you quickly kissed with the press of your mouth to hers, swallowing the misfit's surprised squeak.

You pressed all of your weight forwards and pushed Vi down onto the bed without her putting up a fight, hovering above muscular body as you exchanged labored breaths with her, kissing with urgency and need. Biting on her bottom lip you felt scarred palms touch your hips, forcing you to take a seat on her stomach to pin her arms down, one on each side of her head, kept from touching you.

Not because you didn't want to but because you knew it would drive her mad being unable to touch and being bossed around by you. It was thrilling to you having this power over her -- hearing the soft groan press against your lips and feeling how she tried to squirm to brush skin up against yours, so desperate for contact but still letting you lead...

"Good girl…", you purred, nuzzling nose against hers on your way towards a freckled cheek to give it a kiss, feeling the heat of the blush against your damp lips. She groaned at the praise but closed her eyes, enjoying the affection you offered in the form of soft kisses to her eyelids up to the scar on her eyebrow and then forehead, down to the other cheek, to the corner of her mouth and then giving her a proper kiss, slipping tongue past her lips.

The kiss was brief but messy, leaving you two panting slightly, her a bit more from excitement than loss of breath. You gave yourself a moment to collect yourself before returning to your goal of worshiping every inch of skin below you; kissing her throat and nipping the flesh lightly, marking it with the same spots of color you had left on the sides of her neck. You moved closer and took your time in caressing her arms, feeling the trained muscles of her biceps harden under your touch.

She was flexing...on purpose…

"Violet…", you flashed her a playful smile and squeezed her biceps, taking a hand and bringing it up to your lips, kissing each of her knuckles then her palm and each length of slender finger, one by one until blue eyes were glued to your mouth and her chest began to heave again with eagerness.

"Your lips are so soft…", Vi whispered.

You gently pressed her wrist against the mattress to explore the kiss on her collarbones, kissing the line from one side to the other and then between the bone and below, leaving wet patches on your way to plump breast to let lips brush over the peak you had ignored before. So close to her chest you could feel how hard her heart was beating, faster when you finally dragged your tongue over nub to feel it harden with each slow lick of her nipple.

"Fuuuck...so hot too…", the misfit moaned, a soft sound that made your stomach do flips. It sounded so good in that slightly deeper voice of hers, even better than you imagined she could sound when you first started to tease just her tattooed back.

You had so much more to explore now, to taste and tease -- so many delicious spots on her body that would drive her crazy with desire. Just the thought of her squirming under you and looking at you with those eager eyes made you salivate…

Hungry mouth took her nipple between your lips to give it the attention she had been craving, licking, sucking, brushing tongue and teeth in a way that made Vi's back arch slightly off the bed. You took her other breast into your hand and groped, using fingertips to caress a hard peak that pulled moans and quiet curses from your handsome girlfriend.

It was cute feeling her shake under you, knowing the effect you were having on someone who was always so tough and ready to fight, full of power and personality that others felt scared of her...but in the privacy of your bedroom you saw a side of Vi you would never take for granted. The needy lover that wanted to touch and be touched, often wanting to do so much at once, wanting to learn how to please you and wanting you to do as you wished to her as long as your body was on hers.

Playing with her was fun…

You toyed with her tits until her legs started to push onto the bed, trying to close only for you to force yourself between them, sitting there with a grin on your flushed features as you continued to claim more of her skin with your hands, squeezing soft chest and caressing down to her abs, kissing every inch you had touched, savoring the slopes of her toned stomach to the lines of her hips and then the short hairs below the belly-button as she fisted at the sheets and filled the air with curses.

"Fuck, babe...how're you so good at this?!", Vi hissed, raising her hips when you gripped at the elastic band of the thin boxers, pulling them down just a little, revealing short, curly hairs and a bit of her thighs which you took no time in kissing.

"Hmm, at what?", you teased, running your tongue over the deep line of her hip down to where fabric made you stop, doing the same to the other hip.

"Drivin' me crazy with that mouth of yours…", she groaned, squeezing the sides of your waist with her legs. You smiled up at her and offered her soft hairs a kiss before squirming down to rest better between her thighs, wanting to adorn them in the affection you had given every other part of her.

"You're gorgeous, Violet…", you kissed her left thigh, loving on the skin below the fabric. "You're beautiful...stunning…", a tedious lick and then a nip of the flesh, earning you a shake from her.

You sucked a colorful mark on her muscular thigh, moving your head to the other one to do the same, brushing your nose over her clothed cunt on the way there and making the misfit suck in a breath.

Drowsy with lust you continued to shower her in compliments; "You deserve to be worshiped, Vi...for someone to take all the time in the world to treat you right...taste you properly...every inch of that handsome face...every part of that gorgeous body...to make you feel special…", seeing her legs become restless and her knuckles turning white.

She groaned, the color in her cheeks making you smile against the thin fabric of her boxers. "So wet for me…", you purred, feeling her thighs shake a little. "Not yet, though…", moving mouth away you heard the misfit whine and felt her back arching to try and chase you lips but you turned them to the muscular thigh on your right, kissing up to where you pushed the material up to reveal a bit of skin doing the same to the other, teasing your lover in a deliciously slow way that made her complain.

"Fuck, 'yer evil…", Vi hissed, wishing you would just give her what she wanted after enduring your affections for so long. She loved the attention and you knew her nervous squirming was her body's way of saying she was more than ready for more rather than her having enough of your touches.

"Want me to stop?", you teased, peering up at her to see blue eyes glue themselves to you, that hint of fear and desperation at your words making you feel powerful. She looked so cute, so eager...and it made it so hard not to play with her like this when she simply lay there and let you worship her skin.

"No! Fuck no!", the misfit cussed, raising herself up on her elbows to get a better look at you, a small pout forming on flushed face at your smirk.

"Well, what do you want then?", you murmured against the warmth of her thigh, slipping fingers into the elastic band to pull it down, stopping after a few inches of skin and curly hairs popped out.

"Fuck…'ya know what I want…", she grunted.

"Too shy to say it?", you let out a little laugh, pressing soft kisses to newly exposed skin, resting your chin over the short hairs, staring up at her.

Vi chewed on her bottom lip as her eyes switched between yours and your mouth...so, so close to her aching cunt...and her body was eager but her ego was loud and she had trouble begging…

"Maybe you don't want it then…", you faked a pout, kissing your way down to the damp spot on the cloth, sucking through the fabric, eyes on her to study her reaction -- the twitching of crimson face and the slight parting of her mouth to hiss.

"I want 'ya mouth…", she mumbled.

You released the cloth with a huff, "You can do better than that, Violet…", you teased her before your soft lips returned to that patch of wet…

"I want you to eat me out…", Vi hissed, watching the fabric slide lower on her hips, pushing herself up to let you pull everything down. Now bare and dripping with you kissing between her thighs, she let out soft whimpers, bracing herself for more.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?", you giggled softly, parting wet folds with your fingers, swallowing the saliva that had been collecting in your mouth.

Gods…

The sight of her puffy lips glistening, twitching lightly, her face with a deep blush as she waited with a sharp intake of breath, fingers clutching the sheets, the muscles on her thighs tense…

"Vi, fuck…", you let out a little moan and pressed your tongue against her clit, licking slowly over it a few times, hearing her curse your name loudly.

"S-shit…", Vi whimpered, feeling extremely sensitive after all of your attention earlier, unable to lay still as her legs shook and arms felt weak.

"Don't cum yet…", you whispered against her hot flesh, licking the length of her wet lips, each side given slow attention by your starving tongue.

"A-am not…", she groaned, fisting at the sheets so hard they were sure to tear, glossy eyes watching you like a hawk, taking in the view of your head bobbing between her thighs full of hickeys and the slight peek of your tongue as it then disappeared between short curls and another wave of pleasure washed over her sweaty, trembling body…

"Fuck, fuck…", Vi squeaked, pushing head back to try and focus on breathing, not wanting this to be over so soon. "So good...babygirl…", her words were a bit slurred but you could recognize that pet-name anywhere and it made you feel warm.

Muscular thighs shaking next to your head each time you gave her clit kisses and licks made you squint eyes up at her and pulling away from her dripping sex, you licked your lips and watched her lean forwards with a really pissed-off expression.

"What the fuck?!", Vi growled and while she looked beyond annoyed, you couldn't take her seriously with that huge blush on her face.

"Vi…", you caressed her marked thighs, looking up at her in a way that made her features soften.

"I want you to sit on my face…", saying that out loud made you flush a bit deeper but your shyness quickly went away at her surprised expression.

"F-fu...really?", Vi seemed eager but there was still something that made her hesitate. "I don't...what if I hurt you…", she whispered, concern in her eyes making you all the more excited to give it a try.

"You won't...please...I need it…", giving her your best adorably lost Poro eyes she succumbed to your request and nodded, watching you lay down comfortably as she crawled closer and over your body, stopping for a moment to study your skin.

She had too...she couldn't resist…

The misfit kissed up your leg, making you squeak in surprise as you raised yourself to look at her, a confused expression making her smile softly as a few more kisses were pressed to your thigh and then hips, stomach, above on each breast and a final one to your lips. You melted into the kiss and sighed, realizing all this time you'd been teasing her, your body was craving attention too...but you had a purpose and refused to submit to the pleas of your flesh...not until your lover was satisfied…

Pulling away from the skin you caressed her cheek, watching her lean into the touch in a way that made your heart feel fuzzy. She was so cute and so sweet...how could you not want her to be drowned in affection and praise? She deserved it and you had so much love to share with her…

"Giddy up, cowboy ~", you pinched her cheek softly, laying back down to study her form above you; the flushed face, soft breasts, muscular arms, everything that made her completely irresistible.

"You'll tell me if I'm hurtin' you, yeah?", Vi asked in a tender tone, slowly crawling over you again until her thick thighs were on each side of your head.

"I'll slap your ass as a warning…", you giggled.

"You're so unsexy…", Vi laughed softly.

You switched your attention from pink strands swaying above you to what was between her legs and holy fuck -- this close to her dribbling pussy, this perfect view of her flesh...it made your mouth start to water and you just had to have a taste…

Squeezing her thighs you urged Vi to lower herself for your tongue to savor her again, slowly and with a deep moan that made her gasp. She tasted like heaven and sounded like an angel too...each lick over her clit earned you a sound so sweet you felt yourself growing addicted, swiping tongue against the sensitive nub over and over, feeling the toned muscles on her thighs twitching under your palms.

"Holy fuck…", the pink-haired hissed, arching her back to give a roll of the hips, grinding against the width of your tongue. "F-feels awesome…", a soft moan left her at the feeling of your lips wrapping around her sensitive clit, sucking gently with deep hums that sent vibrations up her whole frame.

From the way she sat you could see bits of her face everytime her body swayed and in return she could see your hungry eyes staring into hers with profound adoration. Despite the flushed features and occasional closing of eyes, Vi tried to maintain eye-contact with you, fueling an already intimate moment even further by giving you the view of her face twisting with pleasure, urging you to give her more, to do everything you could for your lover…

So you worked even harder between her thighs, prodding at her gushing cunt with your hot tongue, kissing her clit and nuzzling it with your wet nose, feeling juices dribble down your chin, tasting every inch of warm flesh until your jaw felt sore and she was a sweaty mess above you -- bucking hips to fuck your mouth, trembling and swearing loudly.

"Fuck, I-I'm…", Vi arched her back with a call of your name and stiffened for a while, panting and whimpering, her eyes closed tight and her mouth hanging open, producing sounds that made your pussy ache. Hairs stuck to her face, sweat rolled down her freckled skin, fingers combed through your hair before coming to rest on the bed as she sluggishly crawled off of your face to take a long breath, feeling windy and weak in the knees.

"You taste so good, Vi…", you licked your lips and panted slightly, taking a little moment to compose yourself before sitting up to roll your shoulders and stretch, feeling your neck sting a bit..but you were happy with how wet your chin was and with how heavy the misfit was breathing, still producing soft whimpers that made you turn...to be met with the sight of her shiny, twitching cunt turned to you.

There was no hesitation -- you brushed your fingertips over her folds and felt her gasp, sliding them down incredibly slick flesh to brush against her still tingling clit. "Vi..", you purred her name and pushed closer, covering her muscular, inked back with your weight, forcing her to lay on her stomach as your fingers began to tease her.

"Babe, please…", Vi let out a whine, gripping at the sheets and raising her hips. You took that as a sign to continue, toying with her clit until she let out a groan. Slowly you pushed a finger into her and felt her walls squeezing you, welcoming you in to thrust and curl it, making the misfit cry out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…", her voice cracked, hips trying to buck into your finger, eager to follow the pace of the second you slipped in to start a slow rhythm.

You kissed her head and then her ear, "You're so sweet, Violet...So soft...I love you so much…", to whisper praise that made her whine and her walls squeeze you tighter. "I love you…", you repeated words of affection and felt her body jerk and with a few more pushes, curls and stretches of your two fingers, she came again with a loud, deep moan.

Vi whimpered between shallow breaths, shaking from head to toe, pulling on the bed sheets, body melting into the mattress. You kissed her ear and then her cheek, murmuring more praise, filling her with love and comfort as she slowly relaxed under the softness of your lips as they traced the ink on her back while you pulled your fingers out, using hand to caress up her thigh, massaging her leg.

"Violet, my sweet-heart…", you cooed into her hair, pushing strands away from her forehead, kissing over sweaty skin with utmost affection.

"C…can you hold me for a bit…?", the misfit's voice was quiet, sounding a bit tired and shy. You found her request sweet and so innocent -- so you squirmed nice and close to spoon her, feeling the warmth of her back against your soft chest, giving her the time to calm her breathing and relax.

"Thank you…", Vi whispered, searching for your hand to give it a squeeze, slipping fingers between yours, holding your palms close to her chest. You felt her heart-beat begin to slow down along with the comforting feeling of her body pushing up to get closer to you, seeking more of your warmth.

You two lay in silence for a while, merely enjoying each others' presence, focusing on the now calm breathing, exchanging soft touches. Eventually Vi rolled around to face you, looking deep into your eyes with an overwhelming fondness for you, her palm reaching out to caress your cheek. Leaning forwards you pressed a kiss to her lips, feeling her smile against your mouth as she hugged you tight, letting you kiss her jaw and marks on her neck…

"That was...somethin'...", the misfit chuckled.

"Did you like it?", you threaded your fingers through her messy hair, giving her some affection as she lay there and simply looked at you with a wide smile on her face, enjoying your touches.

"It was great…It was better than great...", Vi spoke, her voice not a little quiet, drowsy -- she looked ready to cuddle you to sleep but you still wanted to give her some more attention, wanted to caress her warm skin, massage her tired arms, explore the muscles of her stomach and give her many more kisses to everything in front of you.

So you did…

You spent your next moments showering her in praise and affection, untainted by desire this time, simply wanting her to feel adored, loved, safe…

"I love you, Violet…", soft lips touched hers in a long, tender kiss, she sighed and squirmed closer, resting her head on your chest, hugging your waist as you put an arm around her and sighed too.

"Love 'ya too…", Vi squeezed you and closed her eyes when you started to play with her hair, letting your loving touches slowly lullaby her to sleep...

✨Let’s take a moment to appreciate Sevika’s side profile because this woman is a FUCKING GODDESS✨

“I don’t want other people to decide who i am. i want to decide that for myself. ” – Emma Watson

Happy international women’s day!

ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴡ/ ᴀɴ ꜱ/ᴏ ᴡ/ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ

Pairing: Sevika ;; Vi ;; Jinx;; Mel;; Grayson x GN!Black!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: How would the women of Arcane react to having an s/o with a smart mouth

Warnings: slight cursing

A/N: sort of based on my fic abt sevika i posted a while back (that yall are still showin yall ass on…I see yall

Sevika

Absolutely loves it, one hundred percent.

Sure Sevika likes a cute little bimbo she can manhandle, but a woman who can hold her own, be it with solid punches or a ruthless mouth, has her heart on a silver platter

Sits back and watch proudly as you tear through whoever is brave enough to come at you with a fragile ego. 

She definitely thinks its hot, would probably try to piss you off herself just to see you a bit pissed. She’s toxic like that.

“I like me a woman with pretty lips, and a filthy mouth to match.”

Vi

Similar to sevika, she will definitely enjoy watching you tear someone a new ass for talking sideways to her, yourself, or anyone of your friends.

Also thinks it’s hella hot how you tell people off

She likes the balance that you provide in your relationship - you deal the damage with words, and she deals it with her fists. Its a wonder-duo type thing

Often jokes about how she doesn’t know how she hasn’t managed to piss you off yet, but she does actively avoid making you mad for other reasons.

“Damn, remind me to never get on your bad side then.”

Jinx

She’s in the background, giggling with a glass of juice in her hand, enjoying the show to the fullest

In all honesty she’s the one that probably started it, by provoking the other person to come at you. Probably because she’s bored, or she sees you’ve got some pent up emotions and need to release it with some…positive vocal reinforcement.

Afterwards, theres an impromptu spiderman kiss, cause she’s just like a little monkey and watches from the ceiling beams as you tear into the poor guy

“Nice job, toots. Bet he won’t show his face around here again!”

Mel

Material gworl is very proud of you for using your words, even if they may be a bit vile and not appropriate if the setting is on the more fancy side

Nonetheless she watches from the sidelines, sipping on her class of champagne while you essentially curse out some random aristocrat with an inflated ego, with all the class and sophistication she taught you

Will put on that Councilwoman act to ‘scold you’ about your behavior, but behind closed doors, the situation is the but of every joke for the next few days.

She honestly wishes she had the same mouth as yours, but she’s quite fine leaving the dirty work to you if you insist. She’s not about to argue with you, especially not after you went in on a poor partygoer a couple of hours ago.

“You had a very interesting choice of words for that advisor earlier. Perhaps I should watch my own tongue for a while - wouldn’t want you nipping at me, now.”

Grayson

Initially, Grayson scolds you.

You should know better than to let someone get under your skin, but sometimes her subordinates are a bit….enigmatic

She first sends them off, either putting them on paperwork duty or sends them to the training grounds to put in some laps around the court

When it comes to you, she apologizes on behalf of her subordinate, but the slight smile on her face tells you she found a bit of amusement in your colorful choice of words.

“Lets hope you didn’t bruise his ego too much, dear. But, really, you didn’t have to do him like that, love.”

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Clearing trails

18+ you have been warned

@djtjsmith14 I ran with your idea.

Today was the day. You would finally tell her. Nothing would stand in your way. No hesitation, no fear. You would be bold and.

“Hi y/n.”

“H-hi Luisa.” Well so much for that. “You look really nice today. I mean you look nice everyday, I mean-“

“Thanks, you too.” Luisa said, using her hip to move a boulder had rolled onto one of the forest paths. It never ceased to amaze you how she could do that. “Did you need something?”

“No! No, I just wanted to spend time with you. Unless I’m bothering you, and then I can-“

“You’re fine. The company is nice.” She favored you with a warm smiled that put butterflies in your stomach.

“S-so, how are you?” You asked, leaning against a tree, trying to look alluring.

“I’m fine, it’s been interesting having Tio Bruno back among us. And the rats are definitely an adjustment.” You nodded. “Let’s see, what else? Things are going better with Isa and Mirabel, so that’s a relief. People around town as doing a bunch of their own heavy lifting which has me only doing the stuff they can’t. That’s weird, but not bad. I do worry that some of them are going to over do it. I don’t want people getting hurt.”

“You really are a good person, you know?” You said, walking a little closer. Luisa tried to wave off the compliments. “No really, you go so far out of your way for the good of everyone else, and take care of everyone’s problems. Somebody should be taking care of you.”

“I’m taken care of. I have my family all watching out for me.” She turned to look at you, a realization dawning on her face before her expression became unreadable.

“Oh I uh, I think I hear my mother calling me-“ you said turning to leave

“Unless you gained Dolores’s power, no you don’t.” Luisa grabbed your wrist carefully pulling you back around. Her other hand came to the small of your back guiding you in closer. You went pink, but didn’t try to pull away, enjoying how close she was.

“I take it my feelings aren’t unrequited?” You breathed.

“No.”

“I’ve never done this before.”

“I have.”

“Wait, really? Who? Nevermind you don’t have to-“

“Juanita.”

“You and Juanita the ice Queen?” You asked, quite taken aback by that revelation.

“Yeah, there were a few times she wasn’t completely fridgid, and there’s a reason we aren’t on speaking terms anymore.”

“I never knew. I must be oblivious to have missed that.”

“I’ve liked you for two years.”

“Oh, really oblivious then.” Luisa laughed and kissed your forehead.

“It’s alright, I didn’t have very much time to spend with you before, but now, I get to have you all to myself.” To illustrate her point, she picked you up, setting you carefully on a rock, her body between your legs. You gasped softly before reaching up and guiding her face to yours.

The kisses started slow and soft, increasing in aggression and need as time went on. One of your hands tangled in the soft curls while the other gripped the back of her shirt. Her hands were not nearly so still. They roamed across your body squeezing, pulling, pushing your skirts up your legs. You gasped and pulled away as they squeezed the tops of your thighs, her thumbs dangerously close to your core.

“Do you want me to stop?” Her voice was rough, her pupils lust blown. A red glow was across her cheeks, and her breathing was a little ragged.

“No. I just… I haven’t. How would this even work?” You panted.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” The answer came without a single hesitation. She nodded, picking you back up and laying you down on the soft grass. Her hands found the waist of your underwear and pulled it down your legs. Once they were out of the way, she began to kiss your inner thighs, one hand holding you legs apart, the other reaching up to touch your breasts. Her breath occasionally went over your core causing your hips to twitch toward the sensation.

“Please.” You whined, needing more. Luisa didn’t require anymore prompting. She lifted your hips, her hands holding your thighs exactly where she wanted them as her tongue stroked along your clit in slow circles, occasionally dipping in, rubbing the spot just inside. You did try to hold still, your hands gripping the grass, but doing anything against Luisa’s grip was futile as she sped up, not wanting to leave you waiting too long. You tried to muffle your pleasured cries with a hand, found that you couldn’t hold that still long enough. You repeated her name over and over again with increasing desperation until the shock waves hit. She kept licking was you whimpered and thrashed, drawing it out as long as she could until.

“Ple-please stop.” You asked. She gently set your trembling body down, before wiping her mouth.

“You okay?” She asked, moving over the top of you, her hands to either side of your head.

“Y-yeah.” You panted. You sat up a little, kissing her softly. She groaned a little, pressing you back down, letting you take some of her bodywieght. You shifted slightly and she let you push her over.

You needed her help to remove her underwear, and she stopped you before you could get to far.

“Use your fingers, I don’t want your head getting hurt, it’s been a while, so my control might be weaker than it was.” She guided gently, pulling you in for another kiss. You hummed a little in response, putting both hands to work squeezing her breasts. She moaned, pressing into your hands, her kisses becoming messier with the increased pleasure. Your fingers dipped between her legs, a single digit caressing her clit. She gave a shuddering gasp, as you continued lightly brushing.

“Please. Harder.” She commanded, you gave an even lighter stroke before actually increasing the pressure. “Tea-ahh!” She gasped. Her face turned away from yours leaving her neck exposed to a onslaught of kisses and love bites as she fought to stay still.

“Y/n yes, right there. Right there. Ah.” Her muscles locked, holding her in place as her clit throbbed. “Stopstopstop!” She gasped, you did as you were told and she curled her legs into her body. “Yup it’s been a minute.” She said her limbs shaking.

“Did I do something wrong?” You asked, crawling forward to her head.

“No. No that’s was, that was good.” She panted. You’d never seen Luisa actually looking like she had exerted herself before. It was pretty cute though. “I need to clear trails with you more often.”

Luisa Madrigal x Reader

she's so soft but at the same time so protective of you.

you would give her massages and if you have a tiring job she would give them back, or if you wanted them.

cuddling with her would consist of her laying her head on your stomach and you playing with her hair.

at first she would be so scared of hurting you that she would barely touch you, but then later on she starts giving you bone crushing hugs.

although she now takes breaks it doesn't mean that she won't work a lot so a lot of times hanging out with her is you sitting down somewhere or on her shoulder while she works.

her love language is acts of service, but sometimes she does get a bit carried away and forget about herself so you better do something back, whether it be bringing breakfast in bed or cleaning her room.

i don't know if it's confirmed but she has a secret unicorn theme park that you and her spend at most of your dates together.

she has a stuffed unicorn that mirabel gave her for her birthday and one day she gave it to you because you were stressed, you treasured that unicorn with your whole heart.

the way she says "i love you" for the first time was completely by accident, you were at home alone and then luisa knocks on the door crying and you welcomed her in, gave her a drink, sat on your bed and just cuddled her, she started to fall asleep and mumbled "i love you so much"

OMG I GOT THIS CRAZY IDEA FOR LUISA!!! Maybe the reader sees Luisa with another person and this person is getting like super touchy, like caressing her biceps and stuff and the reader has to go break them apart but Luisa doesn’t understand what’s big deal so the reader gives her the cold shoulder 😂

Oh no… I love it.

You were fuming. You were upset. You… wanted to cry a little, actually.

You had been in the square, being as helpful as possible. Being gift less kept you for feeling very helpful, but you were trying damn it. Then what do you happen to see but Luisa standing with someone far prettier. Not only standing and talking though, rubbing her hands up and down Luisa’s arms. And Luisa wasn’t moving, she wasn’t deflecting their hands. She just stood there. You stalked over.

“Luisa, my darling girlfriend! I’ve missed you.” You said, grabbing Luisa’s arm and glaring at the interloper. She smirked at you, winked at Luisa and sauntered off. “Luisa. Who was that?” You said, trying to stay calm.

“She said her name was Maria.” Luisa said mildly, she went to wrap an arm around you, but you stepped away.

“Why was she touching you like that?” You asked.

“Like what?” Luisa asked, giving you a confused look. You felt furious. You forced yourself to take a breath.

“We’ll talk later. I need to go calm down.” You said, walking away.

“Amor-“

“Later.” You said firmly.

You walked and walked until you found a log to sit on. You couldn’t get that smug little smirk out of your head. What had they been talking about, why hadn’t Luisa told her to back off?

“Y/n? Why are you crying?” A little voice asked. You jumped, looking over at the Antonio and his Jaguar friend who had seemingly come out of nowhere. You rubbed your eyes.

“Tonio! I’m, fine, just having a bit of a rough day.” You said, waving a dismissive hand.

“Is it cause that mean lady was talking to Luisa?”

“Now, Tonio, why are you saying she’s mean?” You immediately went into guidance mode.

“The animals say that she kicks them and throws things at them.”

“Oh. That does make her mean then.” You agreed. Antonio walked over and plopped down in your lap, the Jaguar laid its head against your other leg. You gave them a tight hug. “Thank you, I needed this.” You said into Antonio’s hair. You placed him back on the Jaguar’s back and started to walk back.

“What are you going to do?” Antonio asked.

“Luisa and I are going to have a conversation about what happened and why I was upset. And hopefully we will sort this out. And barring that, I may need you to tell Luisa why that other lady is mean.”

“Okay!” Antonio said eagerly. You smiled and ruffled his hair. When you exited the tree line near the house, Luisa saw you and rushed over. “Do I tell her now?” Antonio asked.

“No, I’ll let you know.” You promised. “Go play for now.” He nodded and he asked the Jaguar to take him to his room. Luisa reached you as they darted off.

“Amor! Where were you? I was worried!” She said, taking your hands in hers. You took a steadying breath.

“Luisa, we need to talk.” She nodded, looking at you earnestly. “I felt very jealous that you were letting her touch you like that.” You said.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking about how that would affect you. She made some comments about how strong I was, and it all went over my head. I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

“I know, and I’m sorry I got so ang-“

“No no, I don’t want you to apologize. You had every right to feel upset.” Luisa interrupted. She hooked a finger under your chin. “In fact, I’m pretty impressed that you are here talking to me about this so soon. Once I realized what the problem was, I sorta thought you wouldn’t talk to me for a couple days.” She smiled fondly at you. You smiled, sighing a little and moving your head to to push her hand up onto your face. She moved forward, brushing her nose against yours. You pressed forward, kissing her softly. As you kissed, she swung you up into her arms.

“Come on, princessa. I owe you some pampering to make it up to you.” She said.

“You don’t have to.” You protested a little.

“I want to.”

Luisa loves you! ❤️

sevika hcs is so cute 

One sided love with Arcane women

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Gn!reader, angst, some violence(?), unhinged stuff just like the rest of us.

*Asks for suggestions to help with writer's block, proceeds to get even more writer's block.*

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Caitlyn:

She's always had a little crush on you.

How couldn't she? You were amazing, fantastic in every possible way. You were wonderful. Brighter than the streets of Piltover during the summer, grander than the galas and parties she had grown accustomed to.

It was a steady buildup over the years. A classical dance around the lines of platonic hugs and lingering touches. Sneaking out of parties and running down the cold streets of the topside with ruined clothes and only the lights for guidance.

She thought that having you close by would be enough.

It wasn't enough.

It was as if that feeling of want grew the longer she looked into your eyes, the tighter she hugged goodbye.

Soon enough, she lies on her bed wishing that it was you beside her and not the pillow she's clung to.

She told you in an alleyway, the moon baring witness. She couldn't see your face very well but the tone of your voice and the way you edged away from her was enough to answer her fears.

It was a bittersweet moment for you both, but Caitlyn would smile in the way she always does during parties and social events, "Hey, it's alright."

Funny how she opts to comfort you when she was the one within the bounds of breaking down.

Mel:

It was all professional at first. You worked for her, she told you what to do, you came to her once you did it.

To say that what she felt was sudden would be an understatement. She has spent so long rationalizing her own emotions that she had grown unaware of what was truly growing within her chest.

You're just someone who works for her, turned into, you're an acquaintance. Then she happened to see you more. It must have been your schedules matching up. Acquaintance turned into friend, friend...turned into something more than that but less than what she wished it would be.

Perhaps, telling you during a Hextech gathering was not the best idea. And here she was thinking that she was so smart.

Prying eyes watched as the two of you conversed like vultures pinning the weak.

They sunk their talons into her back the moment you walked away.

Jinx:

She really enjoys your company.

She really really enjoys your company.

Running around the streets of the undercity was always an adventure. Running around with you was like riding a rollercoaster, but instead of seatbelts, you're holding on to the cart for dear life.

She'll have you come down to her area. Have you watch her work on her trinkets and gimmicks and whatever she was interested in showing you. If you aren't into her kind of hobby, she'll find something else to talk about.

Talking to you was amazing. You don't cut her off, you don't jump back when she makes a grab at you and...you don't ask stupid questions. It's great.

She tells you about her life, you ask her questions that spur her on. It'll be like that for hours. Just you. Just her.

Just you and her together.

Boundaries were...certainly crossed. Even after she was told that you didn't reciprocate, she threw a little tantrum, huffed away like a little child, but she would always come right back.

It was a test. A test of seeing how much you were willing to put up with until you finally left her.

The same way everybody does.

Vi:

Stillwater was...an experience. Years of lost time that she could never get back.

Meeting you was one of the best things that could have happened to her. You didn't care that she was a criminal, you didn't care that she blamed herself for what happened in the past, the present or even the future.

Her time in stillwater had taken its toll on her. A child that was haunted by her past and had only the markings on the walls to count her days, thrown into a pit of sadistic guardsmen and bumbling hooligans. But none of that mattered to you.

To you, she was human. Nothing more, nothing less.

You helped her in ways she's always wanted someone to, in ways she never even knew you could. A loyalty strong enough to rival those topsiders and their privelege was formed between you.

Loyalty. Is what Vi would have called it. Loyalty in a form that included drunken cuddles and late night discussions about everything and anything. Loyalty that skipped over the bounds of another similar word Vi was too scared to say.

When she does. Loyalty soon turns into regret. Regret turns into fear. Fear sparks the embers that light the fire of anger.

The walls build up, but not as fast as the sinkhole that crumbles beneath it. It hurts. Raw and unfiltered like the same concrete steps that they took to her cell. Screw you.

Screw. you.

Sevika:

Working has never been one of the best things in her life. It's always 'Sevika do this.' or 'Sevika do that.' and even, 'Sevika there's someone who did this. Straighten them out.'

She was a mule, a person to do the dirty work when you don't want to.

That's why it was a delight to have you around. You two could spend hours talking over the most gruesome things through slurred speeches and animal like snorts. You listened, shouted and even argued with her. Nearly even got into a fist fight.

And yet, you were the first person she has never wanted to bash their skull in.

The bars all knew her name, the streets screamed it better. But you.

You said it best.

Sevika. Sevika. Sevika.

"You're falling for me aren't you?" It was a joke. Everything between the two of you were buzzed out jokes until they weren't. Was this? Was this liking towards you something of humour or somethings more?

Humour. Most definitely humour.

"Nah. You smell worse than ya speak."

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