synopsis: {you get into a mini fight with Shauna and Natalie has to take of the damage}
I’m procrastinating hard rn. my thirteen drafts are killing me so have this, she’s such a cutie patootie <3
Shauna just keeps pushing and pushing and fucking pushing— a snide comment here, an ‘accidental’ shove there an insult thrown at you for no apparent reason. It was pissing you off and no matter how many times you try to be the bigger person, to walk away and busy yourself with your chores or just simply ignore her— she still found a way to get under your skin.
There really was only so much you could take.
It didn’t help that she constantly looked like she was seconds away from going on a murderous rampage, you being at the very top of that list, brows knitted and lips curled— paired with that fake smile she flashes or the sarcasm that drowns her every word that tested your patience, not to mention the heat— the sun's rays becoming hotter and hotter each day, the air drier and thicker with an ever-increasing tension. You truly were hanging on by a thread.
“Just stay away from her today, please.” Natalie had whispered to you this morning, just as the first peaks of sunlight hit the horizon— her fingers working through your hair to put it up and out of your eyes, pressing soft kisses to your sleepy face.
THANK YOU FOR THE LOTTIE FIC!!!
I'm absolutely obsessed with the way u write lottie.
it's so cute (and honestly this might sound weird but it feels cozy too??? idk maybe it's your aesthetic or something? idk how else to describe it😭🙏)
THANK YOU AGAIN! <3
Aaah!! you’re so very welcome!! And thank you so much lovely, this means so much to me <3 I really do need to write more for Lottie desperately!
synopsis: {You find yourself under a very stressed, overworked Sherif!Caitlyn’s desk}
Holy horny wtf. !!-18//MDNI-!!
warnings: g!pcaitlyn mean!caitlyn assistant!reader hair pulling rough blowjob ‘puppy’ ‘slut’ dacryphilia smut no plot.
You don’t have a backbone. You’re far too obedient, to a fault really. Maybe the blame wasn’t completely on you— I mean what woman in their right mind would ever refuse to get on her hands and knees for Piltovers Sheriff? None other than the Caitlyn Kiramman herself. You were lucky.
You knew you were lucky it didn’t take a damn rocket scientist to read the looks of jealousy everyone shot at you in the department— seething at the fact you got special treatment, to be the assistant of Topside's finest shot and god did you absolutely drink it up, sometimes in the literal sense, like now for example.
hi! I love your yellowjackets post they're seriously so cute!
could you do another lottie matthews x f reader? more pouty lottie lmao it was cute to read about. thank you!!!!!!
{Lottie gets a little jealous}
Aahh, thank you lovely!! enjoy <3
Lottie knows she’s got a face like thunder right now— her eyes practically burning holes into the back of your head as you chat to some other girl, some girl who was on the opposing team! It sent her body into haywire, taut and oh so pissed off.
It’s not your fault, you’re a little social butterfly— you’d talk to just about anyone who’d spark up a conversation with you and it’s not like she doesn’t trust you, no, she just doesn’t trust this girl whose practically undressing you with her stupid eyes. She was seething in dizzying jealousy. Her stretches now the last thing on her mind as she storms across the field to you, arms instantly curling around your waist tightly— her grip possessive.
“O-Oh— hey,” You stutter out, trying to keep it cool as she tugs you back against her slightly— scowling over at the blondie you were talking to with a venomous look. “Thought you were stretching?”
“Needed a spotter.” She all but grumbles, lips pursing out into a pout that you can feel against your neck— her hands holding your hips.
{Waking up beside your wife the day after your wedding}
very short, something I wrote in between working on requests <3
Warm rays of sun peak between the gaps of the curtains, catching over Violet's freckled cheeks (the summer always brought them out)— A honeyed stream splays through the hotel room and oh so rudely over her sleeping eyes, unbothered by the intrusion. It was the gentle caress of your knuckles grazing across her jaw that causes her to stir slightly, thick lashes fluttering as she turns her head to press her face into the pillows with a low groan.
“It’s noon, honey.” You whisper, shuffling closer to her beneath the blankets— resting your head against the same pillow hers, attempting to coax her out from where she’s burrowed herself with gentle fingertips working over the nape of her neck.
She all but sighs, heavily— rather dramatically to be completely honest as she turns to face you, nose almost brushing against yours— just an inch away that you could feel the heat radiating from her.
“And?— we’ve got all week baby—” she grins, nuzzling her nose against yours. “‘Sides I wanna lay in bed with my gorgeous, sexy, beautiful wife.” she absolutely revels in the little squeal that escapes you unceremoniously, the word wife still feels dizzying leaving for lips— making your inside feel all mushy.
i love how you write lottie sm shes so soft babie gf :( may i rq smth where r decides to prank her by calling her charlotte instead of lottie or some pet name to see how'd she react cus shes so whipped and puppy like that she'd immediate pout n wonder what she did wronh (fluff n established relationship !!) <3
{Calling Lottie ‘Charlotte’ as a prank}
Thank you anon! Soft Lottie for the win always <3
Lottie was utterly head over heels in love with you, in every sense of the meaning— like her heart skips several beats when your hand even slightly brushes against her own like she could just admire you for hours upon hours without getting bored type of whipped. You’ve turned her into some lovesick puppy and she had zero complaints.
Especially when she gets to lounge around with you in your tiny dorm room, snuggled up in bed all weekend— her head resting against your chest, wrapped up in one of your jumpers, humming along to the songs that were softly playing through your cassette player whilst it rained heavily outside.
The cassette restarts, replaying the same songs you’ve both already heard for the second time— “Can I change the tape?” Lottie asks, tipping her head backwards to catch your gaze with a soft smile.
“Yeah— of course.” you turn your attention from your book to her, dropping a kiss to her forehead before she sits up. “The box is under the bed, baby.” And you certainly don’t miss the way her eyes light up at the sweet endearment, a subtle blush to her cheeks that dimple into a smile.
She’s always been like that, going all giddy at even the most corniest of nicknames— anything you did turned her to mush if we were being completely honest, but the sickly sweetness of those damned names really did something to her and her hopeless romantic heart. You couldn’t help but wonder how she’d react if you were to call her by her full name. Oh, how absolutely evil of you.
If you do yellowjackets can you so one of the characters yellowjackets x reader before the plane crashed they used to be like a ball of energy, like a goofball (not in an annoying way) but after the stuff with the wilderness and the hunts they lost almost all of that and there kind of being distant but like I said "almost" and they don't really do the hunts they just slightly help becuse they don't wanna seem useless
Thanks for the req lovely, you can read it here <3
⋆⁺ ✮⋆⁺ Wilderness!Lottie Matthews x Reader
Synopsis: {Headcannons loosely based on this request} AN: I say loosely because I got so carried away with this, sorry. I love her sm. Thank you for the request annon. !!-18-!! towards the end.
♡︎ Lottie was attached to your hip from the moment she first met you—you were the new girl in the neighbourhood who moved in from out of town. There was just something about your energy she absolutely adored, and the pair of you immediately clicked together like puzzle pieces!
♡︎ You two soon became inseparable— wherever Lottie was you were and vice versa. The rest of the Yellowjackets have an absolute field day making fun of you and the whole ‘codependency’ thing you two have going on.
♡︎ Sleepovers were a constant thing— Lottie always went all out, like above and beyond. Daddy’s money paid for fancy face masks and other self-care stuff that cost what should be considered an illegal amount, matching pj’s, rented DVDs, nail polish, etc… etc.
♡︎ She borderline spoils you. Birthdays or a random ass Tuesday morning it didn’t matter to Lottie. You were her best friend so why wouldn’t she want to appreciate you?— or steal the occasional item here and there because it was literally made for you so duh you just have to have it!
♡︎ Lottie splurged extra hard on one particular piece of jewellery— it was a bracelet, a pretty rose gold colour encrusted with the most beautiful gems that twinkled oh so prettily with a matching one in a slightly different colour. As soon as she had seen the set she immediately thought of you.
{Strapping it up with Vi}
Feeling a little sappy today idk?? Enjoy <3
!!-18//MDNI-!! //CW// soft sex kinda fingering strap-on referred to as a cock no plot just the nasty
A breathy giggle, Violet’s fingers curling around the belt-hoops of your jeans to playfully tug you closer to her, your hips bumping against hers. That’s all it took and you were completely melting into her body, with your arms draped over her toned shoulders, her hands grasping at your waist as she kisses you like she’s starving— her lips chasing yours greedily.
It was a really good night. Lots of laughter, a few drinks at the bar, a slight buzz going through your body— a buzz that has quickly turned into an excited tingle as Vi presses you up against the bedroom wall, smirking against your mouth as you stumble over your own two feet with a giddy, “Whoops.”
“Careful— I’ve got’cha.” She’s all soft smiles and tender as eyes, thumb caressing your warm cheek as she leans in to brush a light kiss over your pulse point, trailing slowly across your jaw.
Your teeth catch the inside of your bottom lip as you feel her fingers fumble with the zipper of your dress— a teasing smirk ghosting over her plump lips with a breathy chuckle, forehead resting against your own. “Can I take this off, baby?” She asks softly, pressing a tender kiss to the corner of your mouth.
{Roomate!Vi giving you what you deserve}
!!-18//MDNI-!! //CW// cheating (reader) slightly pervy vi fingering slight dumbification
Violet hates your girlfriend, no, like really hates your girlfriend. It’s stupid, if she’s being honest with herself. There was no actual sense to her hatred, hell she’s never even met the damn women! It’s just jealousy. An ugly feeling that has managed to root itself deep inside her, making her want to snap and just take you for herself— so well, she did.
You deserved better then whatever she was giving you, which clearly wasn’t a lot from the way you’re constantly whining and bitching, and the fact you’re currently taking three of Violets fingers— stuffed deep inside your wet cunt like you were made for it, practically swallowing them up.
Violet had grown sick and tired of listening to you go on and on about how she’s such a ‘horrible girlfriend’, how she ‘stood you up’ or has been ‘ignoring you’ or whatever other bullshit you complain about it. Honestly it was a daily thing.
{A soft, quiet moment away from camp with Queen!Natalie}
My poor girl literally can not catch a break </3
Natalie needed to get away from all this ‘Queen’ bullshit— from Shauna’s bullshit and Mari’s bullshit and whatever bitchiness was going on between them. Just everything and everyone, for a single moment so she could breathe without someone bitching and moaning at her— honestly this whole leader thing was so much more harder than she had anticipated.
It felt great at first, being anointed by the fireplace in the dead of winter—all the attention the group gave her, the way people looked at her with a glint in their eyes, warmed her and gave her purpose. Now it was spring, and she was just exhausted.
“We’re meant to be relaxing, Nat.” The sound of your gentle voice snaps her out of her thoughts, breaking through all the troubles that have clouded her mind.
She hums in acknowledgment, leaning back against your front with a small grumble— something incoherent. You had snuck her out of camp a while ago, guiding her through the forest and into a clearing— a small creek that you had found, hidden behind trees and foliage, the water crystal clear and twinkling beneath the afternoon sun.
{Somno with a very stressed and needy Caitlyn}
!!-18//MDNI-!! //CW// somno dubious consent scissoring lots of pet names ‘mommy’ is used twice 🎀✂️
It had been a long, exhausting week with mountains of paperwork stacked up on her desk, an endless stream of work that drowned her with stress. Another sleepless night, barely any time for herself, let alone you and a throbbing ache between her thighs as she drags herself to bed.
Her eyes immediately find you, curled up on your shared bed— a slither of moonlight peaks through the gap in the curtains, stretching along the floor, up to the bed and painting over your curves, along the softness of your face as you sleep oh so soundly. The silvery light singing her to you.
Caitlyn crawls into bed with a weary sigh, her body curling up against your own— the warmth of your soft skin felt so good, too good, it was almost embarrassing the way it made her cunt throb in need. She had promised you an early night yet failed to deliver, the clock taunts her with a harsh reminder. Three am. “Hmm, m’so sorry my love.” She whispers softly, pressing her face into the nape of your neck and breathing in deeply.
Vi from Arcane with reader who comes into the relationship with a child?
⋆⁺ ✮⋆⁺ Violet x Reader
Synopsis: {Your daughter asks Vi a very important question, one that leaves you both a little stunned} AN: momma Vi will always be famous. Thank u for requesting <3
Violet wasn’t sure if she was cut out for motherhood and all the trials and tribulations that came with it. She felt too rugged, too rough around the edges to care for a mini person— to nurture such innocence, it felt daunting, right up until she met your daughter for the first time.
Audra, your then three-year-old, who greeted Vi with starry eyes and a toothy grin— rounded cheeks all rosy, small chubby hands clutching a picture of both you and Vi. The words ‘family’ scribbled above messily in felt tip that was somehow smudged on her chin.
Vi remembers the embarrassment that creeped into your tone as you chuckled a sheepish— “Oh, well you know— I’ve told her a lot about you, obviously.” She also remembers just how choked up it got her, unable to say no more than a soft, strangled. “Wow, Thank you.” The sense of belonging was overwhelming, she never wanted to loose it.
{Wilderness!Nat caring for you when you get sick}
I love her sm I’m so not normal about her <3
Winter was brutal, more than anyone could have anticipated— more than anyone was ready for. The dense greenery of the forest had become suffocated by a thick layer of snow, leaving nothing to hunt. It brought an emptiness that was eerily quiet save for the wind that carried an icy bite to it, as it whistles through the air, it felt almost taunting the way it whispers.
Or maybe you were just going insane, it felt like it— Tassia said it was just a fever that’ll pass within a few days but then those few days turned into weeks and you still felt like you were on deaths door— the hunger certainly wasn’t helping and the fact you struggled to keep down the little bits of food you did have was just the cherry ontop of the rotten cake.
All you could do was curl up by the fireplace, trying to soak up the warmth of the flames— although they seemed miles away, providing little warmth. Natalie watches you, brows furrowed with concern as she tucks the bear pelt around your trembling shoulders in hopes that the fur might just keep the cold from seeping into your achy bones.