#swm pride

Day 16 vinca wren route request

Pairing with: Vinca comforting mc after an anxiety attack? 👁👄👁

Vinca fic where she gets mc to sleep because she hasn’t in a long time because she’s going through a very dark time in her life? If not, that’s cool basically fluff  

Vinca sees mc crying and she cheers her up (fluff)

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Her hug is tight, grounding. Months ago, you wouldn’t have thought Vinca Wren’s embrace was comforting; she was a sharp woman, with a dangerous glare and a smug little smirk that danced in your mind with infuriating frequency, but now she was a light in the dark, a safe haven.

“You’re okay, Ann, you’re okay,” she was muttering, her concern real and pure, wrapping around you like a warm blanket. “Remember how capable you are. No demon will ever touch you again, I swear.”

You took a deep breath, trying to believe her words, trying to calm your erratic heart, the sinking feeling in your chest because the demons, oh, the demons. Suddenly the shadows seemed more menacing, reaching out with claws and growls for you. Eyes dark with hunger and hate, hunting your deepest fears and tightening them around your throat like a noose. You could bear with them for a while, but constant fighting tended to wear someone down eventually.

You see the dark corners of your room take shape and, despite knowing demons aren’t near, your heart still jumps.

“I swear, Ann,” Vinca repeats, and her words ring true somewhere in your consciousness. “The demon that did this to you will fucking pay.”

You laugh, shakily. “I—I just got a bit overwhelmed. I’ll be fine.”

There’s a pause. Then, softly, “I know. I was like that when I found out demons existed, too. I got over it pretty quickly, but I know what it’s like.”

“It’s hard to imagine you overwhelmed.”

Hard, but not impossible. You had seen her like that, once, when she had thought her sister had died. She had been a hurricane of emotion, snapping at everyone. You had helped her then, just like she was helping you now.

“Let’s go eat something, alright?” The blonde continues, the hug melting away into a loving memory. Vinca meets your eyes, expression open and soft, reaching forward to rub your tears away with her thumb. She holds you both like a porcelain vase and a marble statue, wanting to care for you but knowing you only needed a small push in the right direction to get back on your feet.

“What do you have in mind?” You mumble, smiling slightly.

Anxiety resurfaces like an angry volcano, but you do your best to squash it, meeting Vinca’s clear blue eyes with determination.

You remember countless fights together, the way she commanded demons and shadows and life itself, her pride burning brighter than any star. You’ll be safe with her. You’ll always be safe with her.

“Something private,” she says, extending a hand to help you up. “And then you’ll go to sleep. You’ve pulled enough all-nighters as it is.”

“Quite an exciting way to end the night, huh?”

“You wouldn’t last a second if I made it more exciting. You’d burn out too fast.”

“I bet I wouldn’t.”

A flash of teeth. Vinca seems to ponder it for all of two seconds before she frowns, her demeanor firmer. “You’re far too horny for your own good, you know that?”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.”

She smirks, shaking her head. “Do you always get this annoying with a lack of sleep?” She moves to go, hesitates for a second, and then reaches to grab your hand. You expect her to drag you around, as she often does, but this time her pace is gentler; it warms your heart so much that it feels like the remaining wetness on your cheeks melts away easily.

“Only when you are around.”

“I’m trying to be nice, pipsqueak, don’t ruin it.”

I know she's not a popular character but there's so much potential here ❤

I LOVE how protective Vinca is when it comes to Yvette, she cares about her so much!💖💙

Onyx: "Let me love you sweetheart. 😍"