✄ sub!vi who's sprawled out across the couch when you come home from work, spending her day off taking some well needed rest
✄ sub!vi who immediately notices your pissed off look, knowing it was gonna be a long night
✄ sub!vi who doesn't resist your harsh hand when pulling her in - kisses all teeth and tongue, free hand grasping at every inch of flesh while her other held onto the collar of her cotton tee
✄ sub!vi who lets you drag her to the bedroom, following after your every step like a shadow
✄ sub!vi who waits patiently on the bed as you rush out of your work clothes, baby blue's staring right at your strap as you shuffle the harness on and lube it up
✄ sub!vi who welcomes your body clambering onto hers, calloused hands gentle and soothing on your waist as she spreads her legs for you
✄ sub!vi who's gentle presence contrasts with your strung out and exasperated one, letting you pour your frustrations past her lips and down her throat as forcefully as you need to
✄ sub!vi who sighs quietly at you grinding your strap against her, mouths moving in sync while the silicone rubs against her clit
✄ sub!vi who can't take it after a while, pulling away from the kiss to beg you to just put it in her
✄ sub!vi who agrees with your degrading teasing, giving you puppy eyes in hopes you'll let up
"yes, yes, i'm a desperate slut. just c'mon, please? i need you in me."
✄ sub!vi who moans when she feels you fill her up. not high pitched, not pornographic - it's raw, nearly broken from the teasing alone
✄ sub!vi who hardly gives herself time to adjust to the stretch, already grinding into you before you have the chance to move
✄ sub!vi who reels at the sudden emptiness as you pull out, only to immediately get stuffed again with a swift slam of your hips
✄ sub!vi who gets very little warm up before you start to pound into her, skin slapping against skin full pelt as you grab her ankles to push above her shoulders
✄ sub!vi whose breathing picks up at the pace, coming out as choppy gasps melded with small mewls
✄ sub!vi who rocks into you desperately despite her position, struggling to lift her hips up off the mattress, causing you to snicker
"gettin' greedy now, violet?"
✄ sub!vi who feels the sharp sting on her scalp before her eyes snap open - your hand grasping her hair near the roots, forcing her to look down
"look at yourself. sluttiest fuckin' pussy. aren't you ashamed?"
✄ sub!vi who can hardly form a response, a high pitched mewl tearing from her throat as she tries to close her eyes, only for her hair to get yanked farther
"did i tell you to close your eyes? huh? open that shit right now."
✄ sub!vi who cums not too long after, vision spotting as white hot pleasure floods her veins and arteries
✄ sub!vi whose thighs shake as you abate your movements, rubbing her clit to see her squirm and kick out before smoothing your hands down her thighs
✄ sub!vi who feels your hands grab at her not too long after, shifting her to lay on her back, head hanging off the edge of the bed
✄ sub!vi who feels the head of your strap prod at her lips, her eyes still closed as your voice floods her ears
"clean your mess up."
✄ sub!vi who barely opens her mouth before it's forced open, silicone bottoming out in her throat
✄ sub!vi who gags and chokes, shaky hands on your hips as you fuck her face
✄ sub!vi who swallows around the girth of the dildo, trying to relax as her eyes flutter close again
✄ sub!vi who gasps for air when you finally pull away, arms falling limp when you step out of her reach
✄ sub!vi who doesn't talk much as you clean her up, only answering the more important questions of "are you okay?" or "i didn't push it, did i?"
✄ sub!vi who lets you carry her to the bathroom, setting her in a warm bath while you change the sheets
✄ sub!vi who comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later, looking slightly more alive as she dries off and gets dressed
✄ sub!vi who lays down in bed with you, clinging to your form with her face buried in your neck
✄ sub!vi who gets to pick the movie for doing such a good job for you, falling asleep to heavy praise and kisses
alr everyone thank saturn for helping me w this one or go sit in the corner
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Vi! who has never given bottoming much thought—you see, she just doesn’t get the appeal really—until she meets you; someone she feels so completely safe and sound with, someone she’d trust with her life and now all of a sudden she’s jolting awake from feverish ‘nightmares’ where you loom over her, half cruel half kind smirk plastered across your face, as you languidly thrust into her, murmuring praises and she feels so warm and hot and overwhelmingly full and—
(+++ she’d be such a bashful bottom initially!! blushing and cursing and groaning and biting her knuckles raw to keep the whines from spilling out, hiding her face in her forearm or your shoulder etc etc)
send me vi thirsts and i'll give u my hand in marriage
tw: strap usage (vi receiving!)
woof okay like. as much as i stan top!vi (bc rawrrr), i am, at the core, a switch!vi truther. so like, absolutely she would, once she's comfortable enough w someone, bc the concept of surrender is just so foreign to her, but ppl who have been the one constantly Doing the Thing their whole lives, i feel like always crave that kind of surrender, right. so it would take a good few months, but as the trust grows, she'd let her mind wander down that alley more and more, each time pulling back cause a part of her still recoils at the thought of giving up that much control.
still, the night that it happens, her dream starting off in a familiar place -- in your arms, your lips like cinders to the parchment of her skin, but then you're pushing her back, and there's a heat coiling within her (it's been there for weeks but she's never known how to define it, never really leaned in close enough to hear it's name). and the ache between her legs is so familiar, and yet so strange at the same time bc it's not her first time, she knows the wanting for that fullness -- your fingers, your mouth, your tongue (sweet gods you're tongue) but it's nothing like this, right, the feeling of wanting to be stretched out. to feel --
her hips jerk, her mouth falls open, there's a whine twisting its way up her throat and her eyes are squeezing shut, bc why are you looking at her like that, like she's perfect but that you couldn't wait to take her apart. you snap your hips and she keens, biting down on her bottom lip so hard she thinks she tastes blood.
"fuck vi -- so good for me --"
"please -- n-ngh --! pleasepleaseplease --"
"vi?"
"a-ah --!"
"vi! are you okay? hey -- wake up!"
"h-huh?"
she jerks up, her heart a wild clatter of thunder in her chest, her skin flushed, her eyes unfocused till she sees you, hovering above her like in her dream, but unlike her dream, there's no delicate smirk on your lips, only a sincere, mounting worry creasing your forehead as you cup her cheek.
"are you okay? you were moaning in your sleep --" you say, eyes flickering over her face, taking in the dark flush in her cheeks and the uneven pace of her breaths.
vi swallows, a fresh wave of heat cresting up her stomach into her chest as she feels herself clench over nothing, the phantom fullness of the dream receding even as she scrambles to find something to say.
"sorry -- shit -- uh -- it was uh --"
"it was just a dream," you soothe, convinced that she'd had a nightmare and not --
she hisses out a long breath as you lean up to kiss her cheek, her hand coming up to catch yours, her grip strong as it always is, but something about it makes you pause.
"vi? is... everything okay?"
she takes a few deep breaths, leaning back against the pile of pillows. it's only then that she realizes what time it is -- the late afternoon sun slanting orange into the bedroom. right, she'd come into the bedroom for a power nap, and you said you were going to join her in just a few minutes.
she sighs, nodding.
"yeah. everything -- everything's great, cupcake. c'mere." she drags you into bed with her, pulling you into her chest. you settle there after a few seconds of shuffling limbs, pressing your ear to her heart.
"was it a bad dream?"
vi laughs, blinking hard as she tries to rid her vision of the afterimages of you, fucking her open on a strap, gently tugging away her hands as she'd tried to hide her noises.
"uh... no. i mean. it was just --" she swallows, "different."
you look up, your bright eyes curious as she sucks in another breath, blushing.
"but it wasn't a nightmare?"
vi licks her lips, her mouth suddenly very dry.
"uhm... no. not really exactly."
"well, you wanna tell me about it?"
vi bites her lips, swallowing down the kneejerk urge to reject the idea completely. she steadies her breathing and closes her eyes. if there's anything she knows in this life, it's that you'd never laugh at her, never do anything you thought might hurt her.
that you love her, unconditionally. in a way that she's still sometimes unused to being loved. but she's learning. so she figures it can't hurt, and she opens her mouth.
"yeah actually --" she takes a deep breath, "it was a dream about you."
you couldn't answer honestly if someone asked what lead you to where you are now
you couldn't say hatred, because you loved every moment of your "relationship"
you couldn't say love, because you knew now that vi never loved you
maybe you could say fate, but you didn't think that was entirety true either
you truly had no idea what drew you to vi
she was cold, harsh, and overall mean
polar opposite to you, who people described as a literal ray of sunshine.
you had seen her first when a friend of yours told you he wanted to go down and watch the fights in zaun
you were incredibly hesitant at first, which he expected. but he had spent days wearing you down, asking incessantly,
eventually, you obliged, of course. you worked to make your friends happy above all else
you had just stepped in when you saw her
she was dressed in deep reds and black, bandages covering her chest and arms
she wore her hair short, and badly dyed. the black barely covered her hair and let random splotches of pink show through
your friend had made a comment about it, saying she looked like she'd been through hell
you agreed, as anyone would. but you felt yourself drawn to her, her past, her future, just her
what could she have gone through to have that look in her eye?
you longed from the moment you saw her to ask her about it,
to be the person she told everything to
something about her drew you in, you couldn't help yourself
you watched her with a certain intensity,
grimacing with every punch she took and cheering for every punch she threw
she had been winning her current fight, nearly knocking out a man twice her size
the crowd was chanting her name as she brought her fists up to throw the final punch
she glanced over her opponents shoulder,
eyes scanning the crowd, she felt a sense of pride she hadn't felt since she had been with caitlyn
that was, until she locked eyes with you
you saw the moment her eyes went wide and her confident grin faltered
and unfortunately, you were the last thing she saw before taking a punch straight to the nose
vi stumbled back, quickly trying to regain the upper hand in the match
but she knew it was too late, her focus had broken
it only took a few more strikes until vi was on the ground, the crowd mixed with gasps and "boo"s
the man who had beat her cheered, rallying up the crowd while she held her gushing nose
she had to be dragged out so she didn't go brutalize the man who made her look like a fool
you longed to go sit with her, to comfort her and clean her wounds
but you were in the stands, watching her
and she was sitting outside the ring, trying her best to ignore your burning gaze
after the fights, your friend had dragged you out to some bar down the road,
he had only gotten two drinks in before he left to go talk to a girl who was "giving him looks"
so you stayed at the bar
you sipped on some fruity drink, trying to conjure back an image of the fighter, vi, you had seen less then an hour earlier
it was confusing to you how much you thought about her,
even though you had never spoken a word
you never expected to look over and see her settling down onto a barstool,
and you definitely never expected her to look directly over at you
her eyes narrowed and she let out a quick sigh before stepping up and moving to the seat next to you
you felt your breathing pick up as you looked over at her, meeting her incredibly intense gaze
she looked you up and down, taking a long sip of her strong-smelling drink
"what are you doing here?"
you were taken aback by her question, wondering if you really stood out as someone out of their habitat
"i- drinking, i guess?" you lightly scoffed, catching the smallest smirk dance onto vi's face
she nodded slowly, again looking you up and down in a way that made your cheeks flush
you felt incredibly warm under her gaze, wanting so badly to know every detail of what she was thinking
"you did good tonight, i've never seen anything like it" you spoke gently, in a way that left a heat in her stomach
"it is my job, sunshine" her eyes scanned you yet again, catching the way your face lit up at her nickname
you tried to fien annoyance as you turned to face the woman next to you, tilting your head slightly at the haphazard bandages placed on her nose
"you should let me look at that," you gestured to her face "it looks broken"
she eyed you up and down before shrugging and leaning forward, her voice seeming apathetic "go for it"
you reached forward, gently peeling away the bandages to reveal her bruised, crooked nose
you failed to hide the shock on your face as you scooted closer to her and laid your finger on the bridge of her nose
vi barely made a face when you tapped her nose, and you tilted your head, asking her if it hurt
"shit hurt more when it broke" you couldn't help but roll your eyes playfully at her sarcasm,
you backed away from the beaten woman, finishing your improptu examination
you informed her of the chances of it healing a little crooked if she didn't keep it taped, and went back to sipping on your drink, making small talk with vi
a couple hours had passed before she finally called the bartender over for her check,
vi quickly wrote something on her receipt, slipping it over to you as she whispered in your ear
"come find me if you want to play doctor."
and just as quickly as you'd met her, vi was gone
you felt your face heat up as you picked up the receipt, looking down at it to find an address written on the tip line
without a second thought, you had picked up your purse and made a break for the door, stepping around drunk men and giggling women
you had walked quickly, seeing the address was down the street in an apartment
the door swung open almost immediately after you stepped up to it, and you saw vi standing there, waiting
you both looked at each other for a moment, before you moved towards vi, locking your lips against hers and slamming the door shut behind you
your lips met hers with an intensity you hadn't expected, and you were unsurprised to find vi desperately trying to take the lead
both of you found vigorously for dominance, knocking over chairs and tripping on rugs as you rushed back to her room
Junior Officer Maddie Nolan pissed me off SO BAD this act so here’s something to both get it out of my system and to make up for having to see her and Cait together 😭😭😭😭
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Caitlyn’s face quickly pops into the sliver of door frame that’s been opened, her eyes finding Maddie’s, waiting.
“Evening Commander! Just making sure you were ok after that speech today, I know there was a lo-“ she’s cut off by Caitlyn’s curt reply. “Yes. Fine.” Another beat and Maddie pauses, wipes the hurt off her face, and continues. “Right. Well Ambessa wanted to see that-“ Another rushed reply from Caitlyn, quicker this time. “So I heard. I’ll be there soon thank you. Dismissed.” She stiffens up emphasizing the last word.
Against the other side of the door, Cait’s hand stretches over a very flushed Vi. Slowly, as Cait does her best with her poker face, Vi shifts her hand slightly and begins to give licks at the inside of her middle and pointer.
Her hot breath fans at the fingers, working at them for a second before Cait finally reacts, gripping her jaw harder and shoving her firmer against the wall, much more serious this time.
Caitlyn’s arm shuffles with something inside the room. Maddie decides she’s caught her in a mood, and tries not to let Caitlyn’s tone affect her. She gives a quick nod, turning the way she came.
As Cait hurries to close the door, Vi shifts and lets out the beginnings of a giggle before Cait’s fists ball up her shirt and press the rest of her body weight against her.
“Well, you’re in fucking trouble now, Violet.”
Vi’s stomach tightens, though she doesn’t know whether it’s at the use of her full name or Caitlyn’s use of such an infrequent curse word.
Breathing heavily, Caitlyn takes a step back. “Knees. Now.” It’s not a question. Vi decides not to try her luck. Cait takes a moment to drink up the pure need and lust in her expression, before hurriedly fumbling for the buttons on her pants.
“Let’s see if we can’t find a better use for that mouth of yours.”
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Hey. Can you write nsfw headcannons with Top!Reader and Bottom!Vi? Nothing concrete, just want to see something like this. Thanks if you do it! Hug you tight!
summary | bottom!vi headcanons because we love her
warnings | nsfw!
! MINORS AND MEN DNI !
I believe in Switch!Vi supremacy but Bottom!Vi has a special place in my heart
Like she’s all big and strong but seeing her soft and wanting to be taken care of? Adorable - sincerely ‘a masc loving femme who wants to baby yall’
MAJOR praise kink, not even kidding. Tell her she’s done a good job or simply call her a ‘good girl’ and she’ll beam and blush for a week
Also one of the quickest ways to turn her into a puddle ;)
Has low-key cried during and after sex because of all the praise you give her
Loves the feeling of being owned - using ‘my’ in front of petnames ( my good girl, my love ), proudly shows off all the marks you’ve given her, letting her wear your clothes, needing your permission to cum before even thinking about it etc….
It makes her feel secure and needed
MASOCHIST MASOCHIST MASOCHIST MAS-
There are two ways she can be when she’s subbing - soft and needs your praise, cuddles, pampering OR she’s a bratty little shit so you’ll punish her, slapping, degrading her etc
LOVES having you bossing her around. It’s nice to let someone else take over-
Pussy whipped!
To the point where you use eating you out as a way to make her behave, which works very well. Most of the time
Both a Puppy gf AND a Bunny gf
Huge tease, always trying to rile you up - her favourite line being ‘make me’
Her favourite place to sit is your face your lap
Favourite thing to do in your lap is to use your thigh while you cuddle her
She deserves soft things!!
Was planning for this to be longer but my brain said *static*
