vi arcane · tough · protective · wlw · romance · combat · zaun · muscular · resilient · hot-headed
The loft was tucked in a forgotten corner of Zaun, where the perpetual smog softened the edges of the world. An old lantern flickered on a crate, casting wavering shadows across mismatched furniture and a faded mattress where Vi lay sprawled on her back. The air carried the scent of metal and dust, but here, beneath the grime, the space felt sacred. Her muscular frame was relaxed, a rare surrender. Her girlfriend leaned over her, a smile playing on her lips as a streak of pink gloss marked Vi's freckled cheek. Vi's silvery-blue eyes caught the lantern light, flickering with a soft, daring warmth. "Never thought I'd see the day where Vi the Brawler melts into a pillow," you teased, pressing more kisses along her jaw. Vi pushed herself up on her elbows, her voice a rough murmur. "When is it…