Viarcane storie

Vi had spent the last seven years of her life in and out of prison, fighting any and everyone that crossed her without admonition. She eventually became tempted to accept that maybe this was all her life was going to be, and maybe she did lose everyone in that horrid explosion that haunted her nightmares. That is, until a former topsider with a mystery to solve and an infuriating personality shows up in front of her cell door. This is a Vi x Reader/OC story focusing on an enemies/angst to lovers plotline. Read the preface for more details! I update daily!! best rankings so far (according to wattpad): #6 violet #10 powder #268 lol

(Vi x F!OC) In which, someone they had grown to see as an enemy, even if from afar, came to the rescue. Vi now calls her "my savior". (This is the rewritten version of "My Savior" that is still up on my page! More info about this is in the first author's note!)

An Epilogue series, cleaning up some loose ends from Reading Between the Lines. Most of the seniors from Piltover High have made their way to USC to pursue their futures, and the shenanigans continue. (Highly reccomend reading 'Reading Between the Lines' first to avoid confusion. Many references to that one in here.)

"Do not pretend that you are some meek, pathetic little girl, Cupcake, when I can see that vicious mind working behind those beautiful eyes of yours." '°~~~♤◇♤~~~°' #arcane #leagueoflegends #Vi #violet #viarcane #piltover #undercity #fighting

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(THIS IS SO OLD N BAD) little 7-year-old (Name) and their older sister got embroiled in a vicious fight, resulting in the terrible loss of their family. As they are slumped over, grieving at their siblings bloodied corpse, a large man approaches (Name). Seeing a child in this state crushes his heart. He decides to take you with him and raise you with the other children he's met. [arcane x reader. Might be a powder/jinx x reader?]

The only reason I'm doing this is cause I'm gay, I'm obsessed with arcane, and Vi is hot Enjoy :) Cover is NOT MY ART, artist is @ellieight_ on twitter

"My name is Adaliea Richmond Arentino im a 18 year old girl adopted by a genius inventor named Faustus Arentino who was exiled out of piltover and put in the undercity after one of his inventions failed...his invention he hoped would help harness the Arcane magic however it failed causing it to explode half the council building and cause chaos and panic amongst all piltover...years later after that my parents Maralie Richmond and Breilt Richmond residents in the city of piltover gave birth to me however decided they had not wanted me and abandoned me, the night they abandoned me Faustus had snuck around the city of piltover hoping to steal from the residents however he had found me instead and decided to take me in where he raised me as his daughter and i in return followed along in his footsteps and became the 2nd best inventor in all of zaun"

Caitlyn and Vi have a secret romantic relationship, but Caitlyn is married and has a four-year-old son.

Lyx shows up in Vi's life after years, only to find out she found someone. I'll update if it gets to 300. I just need motivation, I'm sorry😔

I PHYSICALLY CANT WRITE A VI X READER OR A CAITLYN X READER BECAUSE ILL FEEL BAD FOR THE ONE BEING LEFT OUT 😿 and yes ik I shouldn't be making another story when I already have like 2 other ones In my drafts

ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵃ ᵍⁱʳˡˢ ᵉⁿᵗⁱʳᵉ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵈⁱᵉˢ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ? 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖚𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖔𝖔𝖗 𝕾𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖘 (I do not own this world)

Vi, left her two younger sisters. Y/n and Powder/Jinx. Y/n was the only one to stick around with Jinx, where they soon get found by Silco, and he raises them.

Heartsteel is a story of love, betrayal, and redemption that explores how even the strongest hearts can break-and how sometimes, the deepest scars are the ones that define us.

𝗔 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝗹𝗮𝗴𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱. Even if they try not to. «𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧.» ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ«𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞!» «𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.» ╭――――――――――――――――――――――╯ «𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝!» ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ«𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.» 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝟐𝟒-𝟏𝟏-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝; ??

ᡣ𐭩 •｡DEVINE FEMININE The divine feminine is the feminine aspect of the divine power that connects and binds the Earth. She is the goddess energy that exists within all of us. ꪆৎ ˚⋅

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ 𝐹𝐸𝑀 𝑅𝐸𝒜𝒟𝐸𝑅 ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ'ꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴇᴍ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ: ᴠɪ ᴄᴀɪᴛʟʏɴ ᴊɪɴx ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴏɴ.. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Arcane Violet x Reader It wasn't supposed to start like this. It was supposed to end. The oppression. The groveling. The fear. Zaunites versus PilIties. It was supposed to end. But killing is a cycle. It moves from one to the next, anger, vengeance, grief passed on. Over and over until you can't tell when it started or whose to blame. It was supposed to become better. But at what cost. (Characters aren't mine) (Storyline events follow the show 98% of the time)

Caitlyn and Vi have a spontaneous meeting and need someone to watch their five-year-old daughter y/n. No one else is available but Jinx, so they reluctantly let her watch their daughter. Vi assures Caitlyn that nothing will go wrong, but little do they know, Jinx is teaching y/n all sorts of pranks. Being back home in the evening, Vi and Cait have to put up with y/n's new idea of fun and have to figure out how to get their sweet little girl back. Spoiler warning: will contain spoilers for pretty much the entire series. Caitlyn and Vi x kid reader Obviously, this is fanfiction, so I don't own the characters.

Vi is given the option to either lose herself in fear, or stay in love's orbit. Not just for Cait, but for herself and everyone who has attempted to melt the frost, day after day. She must choose wisely, as the fact of the matter is simple: overwriting the past and burying faults can erase more than pain. It could erase the loving hands that reach for her, over and over again. *** Breathing in-between Cait's ribs: If Vi opened fully, each petal of her being unfurling, she'd be embraced by the fullness within joy; the reality where she's pleading without words, her fingertips trailing across the sharper points of my rosary necklace, dazed and slack-jawed by a languid fatigue. The instant where I concede, sighing into her open mouth and rendering her speechless. Where, after she waits for a few agonizing seconds to go by, I kiss her temple three times. The stupor where I press my bow-shaped lips to her forehead, her breastbone; her left shoulder, her right shoulder. The Heaven where I muse, 'In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Spirit. Amen.'