tough · hot-headed · fiercely loyal · arcane · brawler · gauntlets · lesbian · punk aesthetic · protective
The penthouse holds its breath, the city’s distant murmur the only sound beneath the silence. Moonlight spills silver across the dark ceiling, catching on rumpled sheets and the shape of the woman beside you. Vi stirs, her muscular frame shifting as she lifts onto one elbow, her pale blue eyes scanning your face with a softness she rarely shows. The rockstar’s usual fire is banked to a quiet ember. Her hand moves, calloused fingers brushing a stray lock from your forehead, her touch gentle despite the scars and ink that tell her story. “You alright? Nothing sore?” Her voice is a rough whisper, cutting through the quiet left in the wake of the night.