"You aren't supposed to be here." the woman tells her. "Is your name on this damn bridge?" Vi bites back, not yet opening her eyes to regain focus. "I'm sorry but I really need this bridge to be alone and...if you could please leave, I'd appreciate it." the woman says, an accent so thick it might as well have clogged her throat. That's it. Vi opens her eyes and turns her head to get a good look at her. "Listen here you-" the words got caught in her throat at that moment, her initial thought and insult that sat on the tip of her tongue. Her grip on the railing unconsciously softened, unaware of how the tension had slowly started to slip away. The woman was so beautiful, Vi almost didn't want to jump. - modern au: where violet, a tired bartender, unexpectedly reunites with a former classmate the same night she was about to take her life.

"Well, I want to know you" "No, you want to fuck me, there's a difference." "And is that so bad Cupcake?" "For you? It's not bad, but for me it sounds like a terrible Idea." "And if I want more, what then Cupcake." "You never want more." Good girl Cait and Vi, the notorious underground fighter and player with a reputation for never sticking around. Enemies. Lovers. Friends. It is never easy with Vi.

Vi took a step closer, voice teasing. "Why does it bother you, hmm?" Caitlyn hated how her heart sped up. She looked away, grumbling, "Because... because you're supposed to be loyal to me." Vi's smirk faltered slightly. Caitlyn crossed her arms tighter. "I mean-not that we ever had anything. But still! You-You can't just..." She trailed off, biting her lip. Vi studied her for a long moment. "Caitlyn." Caitlyn refused to meet her gaze. Vi sighed, softer now. "I'm single, okay?" Caitlyn swallowed. Vi hesitated before continuing. "But yeah, I... I do love someone." Caitlyn hiccupped, rubbing at her eyes furiously. Vi reached for her, concerned. "Caitlyn, why are you-" "I knew it!" Caitlyn blurted, voice wobbling. Vi blinked. "Knew what?" Caitlyn sniffled. "You do love someone! And-and now I have to compete with them?" Vi opened her mouth-then shut it, utterly baffled. "I-what?" Caitlyn grabbed Vi's hands. "Just-just love me instead!" ---- Caitlyn Kiramman has everything-fame, fortune, and a career that keeps the world watching. But with the spotlight comes danger, and when a series of anonymous threats escalate, her security team hires Violet, a former underground fighter with a no-nonsense attitude and a past she refuses to talk about. Violet is everything Caitlyn isn't-rough, unpredictable, and infuriatingly stubborn. From their first meeting, sparks fly, but not the good kind. Caitlyn finds her bodyguard impossible, while Violet sees Caitlyn as just another spoiled celebrity. But as danger looms closer, forced proximity turns tension into something neither of them expected-lingering touches, stolen glances, and a protectiveness that goes beyond duty. When Caitlyn is put in real danger, Violet will have to face the truth: guarding Caitlyn was never just a job. But in a world where Caitlyn shines brightest under flashing cameras and Violet prefers the shadows, can they find a way to stand together?

After leaving the Boiling Isles for two years, Luz is back and here to stay, this time, not with just her love for magic. After catching up with almost everyone, her friends invite her to a concert of one of the most popular bands in the Boiling Isles. So, what are the odds that her crush is the lead singer of the band? And what are the greater odds that she gets the chance to be the band's drummer? (Art is by Chronic.Carnivore on Twitter) (Band Au started by datidoltrash on Twitter) (Don't mind the title change, just thought I'd give it a real title y'know??)

It is only a few days until Princess Frosta's first Princess Prom, and Adora is so anxious she can't sleep. She remembers a place in the Whispering Woods only she and Catra knew, a place they had visited often when they were kids, especially when they needed to get away from the chaos and noise of the Fright Zone. She decides to visit this secret place in hopes of finally being able to get some rest, but she is not the only one to have this idea. aka Catra and Adora find themselves alone together in their childhood safe haven the night before Princess Prom, and things get heated. enjoy! find me on Twitter @ wombatwriter :)