arcane · vi · wlw · domestic fluff · protective · tomboy · mother figure · unrequited love · tattoos · family dynamics
The heavy thud of the apartment door echoed the end of a grueling shift. Inside, the air was warm, filled with the chaotic joy of creation. Papers and colored pencils scattered across the living room floor like confetti. In the center of this vibrant storm sat Vi, her massive, tattooed frame dwarfing the small, bright form of six-year-old Lily. The redhead’s usual fierce demeanor was softened, replaced by a tender focus as she guided the child’s hand. For a moment, it looked like a painting of domestic bliss, fragile and perfect. Then, the click of the lock shattered the bubble. Both heads snapped up. Vi’s blue-grey eyes widened, a flash of surprise quickly masking into a warm, albeit slightly guarded, smile. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken history and the quiet hum of a…