modern 19 y/o vi who is peak loser core. go in her room and you'll see her unmade bed, ps4 and ps2 games on her shelves along with big, in depth and advanced books (about whatever subject, school or not) that have all been read.
modern 19 y/o vi who's style consists of studed belts, baggy(ish) jeans and jorts with patch work, both band tees and sleeveless shirts with graphic design, spiderman boxers, fucking millions of rings and her docs. almost every piece of clothing she has is thrifted.
modern 19 y/o vi who when you go over to her place for the first time, you have to meet her parents, her sister and her brothers. she's nervous and she loves you and you're so pretty to meet her family.
modern 19 y/o vi who's favourite positions for her to receive penetration are doggy and missionary. she likes having her face shoved into your pillows with her back arched and ass jiggling against your hips every time you thrust your soft baby pink strap (7½ inches, i don't make the rules) into her greedy pussy, her usual pornographicly moans, whines and whimpers muffled.
modern 19 y/o vi who's so nervous doing anything, but her favourite hobby is eating pussy. likes it when she can hide under your mini skirt or when your pants are unzipped and pulled down enough for her to lick at your pussy, hands pushing your thighs apart so she can tilt her head and fuck her pierced tounge into your hole, or whining into your clit when you pull at her short little wolf cut.
modern 19 y/o vi who likes missionary because she can cradle your head with one hand while you kiss against her neck and jaw, the black nail polish chipped nails of her other hand scratching at your back with her legs wrapped around your waist.
modern 19 y/o vi who likes when you're ontop of her in lotus or cowgirl, taking the same baby pink strap in you. with your tits bouncing in her face, the kisses you're pressing to her face and your ass in her hands while she thrusts her hips up to meet you ♡.
modern 19 y/o vi who likes being fingered in the middle of you two cuddled up together and watching a movie with her ac blasting. her eyes would be squeezed shut, nose nuzzling against the hair ontop of you head, her half assed stifled moans turning into whines when you apply more pressure on her swollen clit with your other fingers working inside her.
first post im fucking scared BUT if you want me to turn any of these into more hcs or an actual fic lmk and i'll try my best ♡
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ofc you can! gonna throw in Vi being touch starved for some extra cuteness, she deserves the softest things
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more. more. more
is what Vi’s skin begs for each time you touch her, not getting enough of you. never wanting you to stop. it had been so long, too long since she last saw you. since she last felt your embrace. the warm feeling of you holding her, kissing her dimmed as the dark years in stillwater passed. leaving a cold hole within her chest.
but now, she was drinking up each touch you gave her. soaking it in, letting it warm her once again. she grew drunk on the new feelings you were passionately giving her. you were using your tongue to lap up her sopping folds as vi rolled her hips into you desperately, but slowly. to savour your hot mouth against her pulsing core. her head was thrown back against the soft pillows and she squeezed your hands that had a firm grip over her tits, massaging them. your chin and lips shone with her slick, and each time she rolled her hips in time with your tongue, your nose pushed against her throbbing clit. which you would you lovingly give attention to. wrapping your warm lips around it, sucking and kitten licking it. the sensual pace making vi arch her back off the bed, groaning sweetly. you would praise her, speaking against her dripping pussy, deepening her blush that warmed her cheeks.
“that’s my good girl”
“taking my mouth so well”
“you taste so good muffin”
“so fucking pretty”
she was trying so hard not to keep you there with her lovebitten and marked up thighs, not wanting to hurt you. so she twisted her fingers in your hair, pulling it slightly, and continued to grind into you as you watched her squirm on your tongue. her clouded gaze found yours and butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the sight of you. your eyes were hooded and there was a hungry glint in your eyes. hunger for her. and when she gushed and creamed on your tongue, cumming with a deep groan and then whining your name as her adoration for you gripped her, you greedily took your fill. moaning against her.
more.
vi wasn’t done, she needed more of you. she wanted to be even closer. so she pushed you against the wall, wrapped your legs around her waist, gripped your ass and then rolled her sensitive clit against yours. you gasped at the delicious feeling of her pink, damp curls rubbing against your aching cunt. vi placed heated, open mouthed kisses along your neck. murmuring praises against the thin skin. you wrapped your arms around her sweaty shoulders as she thrusted against you. she rolled your hips against her, moaning each time your pulsing clits pressed and kissed.
warnings: scissoring, pussy eating, strap-on sex, bondage, brat taming??, switch vi, down bad vi, surprisingly only 1 sub vi hc....? not proof read, yada yada what's new
an: putting multiple asks in one fic as headcannons because yeah... they've been sitting there for awhile
── .✦ switch!vi who's so down bad more than you think your fucked out brain could ever even muster. bad day at work? her hands are reaching to tug and slide off your underwear mid make out sesh, handing you the joint she rolled earlier that day, lighting it for you, and then hooking her arms under your thighs and burying her face between them after she's sat you down on the couch, all in consecutive order. (this one's for you @usuck, luv u mootie)
── .✦ switch!vi who is a size queen and is not ashamed about it. when she's tired and wants to be a princess, she always lays herself out like an easy whore, pulls you ontop of her and begs you to fuck her in-between kisses until you eventually cave.
── .✦ switch vi who guides the movement of your hips when she feels like being in charge, cooing praising little words in your ear, like "that's my good girl." and "there's my good girl. keep on doing that." when you're doing well.
── .✦ switch!vi who knows she has bog hands, and she uses them to always be groping you. you two go out for some drinks with a few friends? she's absolutely pulling you to a secluded corner or a bathroom stall to do nothing but feel you up. dancing together at the club? her hands are on your ass, practically fondling it when pulling you closer to her. you're riding her? her eyes are glued to your tits and the way they're continuously bouncing every time you lift yourself up and down, reaching her hands up to switch between pinching your nipples and squeezing them.
── .✦ dom!vi who always waits (im)patiently for you to wake up after she does, never being able to stop herself from practically grinding her pussy on your ass when she's doing so.
── .✦ dom!vi who mutters little "mornin, baby"'s when she feels you shift around and murmur something in question, her hand already managing to find it's way under your shirt to grope your tits, her heart shaped lips smiling against the back of your neck when she hears you complaining that you missed her.
── .✦ dom!vi who thinks her favourite way to get you both off at the same with her still being in charge is to scissor. she's always ontop, with one of her hands holding onto your leg that's hooked over her shoulder, and the other wrapped around your neck for both stability and to attempt to shut you up, though she will not hesitate to tie your hands up to the headboard and make you suck on her fingers the second you get bratty.
── .✦ sub!vi who gets wet at the thought of you marking her all over, and vise versa. if she can't feel the ache of the scratches you left on her back from the night before, she automatically has a bad day, and will nudge her face into your neck while shyly asking you if she can fuck you again.
who thought this day would ever come.. (too many of my moots bullied me into writing something, that's the only reason i did)
