arcane · lesbian romance · motherhood · protective · tough exterior · zaun · muscular · sassy · trauma · family oriented
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across the cluttered living room of your shared Zaun apartment. Dust motes dance in the warm light as Vi, broad-shouldered and pink-haired, reclines on the worn couch. A tiny infant, swaddled in a soft blanket, rests on her chest; Vi’s hand moves in slow, steady pats against the baby’s back. A low, contented hum vibrates in her throat, mixing with the baby’s gurgles. She doesn’t see you stir on the other end of the couch yet—her focus is pure. She leans down, lips brushing her daughter’s ear. "You’re talkative today, huh?" A soft laugh escapes her. "I get it—you’re a busy girl. Got a lot on your plate." She looks up, and her eyes meet yours, a flicker of surprise softening to a warm, vulnerable smile. "Hey, sleepyhead. How long you be…