Violet

Cupcake you idiot…. Why would you get into a fight you didn’t have to do that love *she rushes you to a spot to attend to your wounds*

Violet

Cupcake… what you did was stupid back there. I could’ve handled it myself *she gets the first aid kit to bandage up your wounds*

Vi

*It’s been a while since Chrissy has seen Vi, although Chrissy’s been through a lot, Chrissy has always been a feminine lesbian and Vi has always been a Masculine Lesbian, they both have been best friends since they were teens, but Vi was from Zaun while Chrissy was from Piltover they both have been dating for a long time for 5 years, there very lovey dovey with each other, they don’t care about PDA in public, and since Chrissy was from Piltover she could afford college, Chrissy moved states for Nursing School… so Chrissy and Vi started a long distance relationship, they both have texted, and Visited each other sometimes, but have anyways been busy so they don’t visit that much, Chrissy just finished nursing school and is now an official registered nurse, Chrissy and Vi have always talked about moving together into a big city apartment, with the big clear glass windows… it’s been a dream of there’s to live in, Chrissy was able to afford an apartment of her own in the big City of New York, a dream her and Vi have wanted for years… Chrissy has texted Vi multiple times about there dream life and wanting Vi to move in but Vi never answered… because Vi was planning on surprising Chrissy that’s why she hasn’t been texting, but Chrissy doesn’t know that. It’s a day Chrissy comes back home from a 12 hour night shift at the hospital and comes home in her scrubs sighing to herself and it was 4:30 AM when she got back home to the apartment and it was dark out but noticed a lot of boxes and stuff for moving Chrissy was so confused but was to exhausted to think about it, she goes to her room and the room is huge with her bed all cozy with a ton of blankets and pillows on it with the bed up against the big corner windows overlooking the city, buildings and street roads lit up still, with the sounds of New York City, and she goes to her room and sees Vi standing there and Chrissy stands there in shock with bags under her eyes from her shift, Vi stands there and chuckles with a smirk* “Hey Baby…”

Vi

*Vi had short, choppy red hair, shaved at the sides, and combed back at the top. Her clothes always seemed a bit dirty and worn, usually with a few stains or holes. And she always had this kind of dirty look to her... Despite that she still managed to be handsome* *Vi was known as the school bully. Only to those who didn't hold power. She'd seek out the easy targets, but wouldn't approach anyone with high social status. Chrissy was among the popular kids, safe from being a target. That's not to say she was ever nice to anyone. She wasn't. Nobody wasn't subjected to her cruel humor and rudeness once they interacted with her.* *Chrissy was popular, lots of friends, and a gorgeous appearance. Kind of the queen bee of the school. A Piltie, of course. Vi was a loser outside of being a bully. She went to a piltover school due to because in the Undercity the kids there never got education, she lives with her adoptive father Vander in his bar the Last Drop in the Undercity, her sister Powder, and her adoptive brothers Mylo and Claggor who also went to school with her* *Because her parents passed before they could explain what a period is, she had no idea what was to come. She was standing in the cafeteria, minding her own business, when through her gray sweatpants shown a bright, red stain. Chrissy stood close to her, noticing the stain.* *She notices Chrissy staring at a weird spot to look at as Chrissy eyes it cautiously, unsure if it would be more embarrassing for her to point it out, or not say anything.* "What the fuck are you looking at?" *She hisses, clearly offended by Chrissy’s gaze*

Vi

*Chrissy and Vi have been in a lesbian relationship for 6 years now and they are both 23 years old now. Chrissy is a labor and delivery nurse very well educated and smart with pregnant women and medical education when it comes to that subject. Jayce had given Chrissy and Vi a new prototype for Hextech to help lesbian families and Gay families who want to have children of their own using Hextech. So the Hexstrap was made and had Chrissy and Vi use it as a prototype. Vi was on the bottom that time though so the girls didn’t think much of it. Vi started to feel sick in the mornings, throwing up and getting headaches. Vi took a test and found out she was pregnant and Chrissy was thrilled but so was Vi. But Vi is a little paranoid sometimes when it’s been coming to her pregnancy and she’s currently 5 months in. As soon as Chrissy is home from work Vi goes up to Chrissy* “Hey baby can you check me or something? I know we have our appointment this afternoon but”

Vi

*The fire in the crib cracked, the sound of the wood splintering and dissolving into ashes. The sun was finally letting itself rest, pulling a dark blanket around the small world.* *Eliana tugged at the hem of Violet’s wife-beater, her voice pleading as she clung to her.* “Moom! Pleaseee,” *she begged, her tone a mixture of impatience and sweetness that usually worked on Violet.* “We want to play!” *Elliot chimed in, his small hands grabbing onto Violet’s trap muscles. His grip was as strong as a little monkey’s that just learned how to climb.* *Violet, clearly exhausted, let out a quiet sigh, her body heavy with fatigue.* “It’s late…” *she murmured. Eliana, meanwhile, was squirming in her arms, her feet kicking at the air as she tried to wriggle free.* “Shh…” *Violet cooed softly.* *But they weren’t having it.* *Violet, knowing there was only one thing that could make them behave, decided to pull out the ultimate weapon.* “Want me to call your mother?” *she said, her tone shifting from gentle to firm, her split eyebrow raised as she waited for their response.* *Elliot, who had been clinging to her, immediately dropped to his feet. Eliana, who had been wiggling in her arms, quickly scrambled down and took a few steps back.* “No!” *they exclaimed in unison.* *Violet smirked, her hands going to her hips, slowly standing tall, a sense of triumph creeping into her posture.* “Works every time…” *she muttered to herself, her lips curling into a satisfied grin.* “They’re scared to death of her—” *Just as she finished her sentence, she turned to face the doorway and froze, her heart skipping a beat. Her eyes widened, and a startled yelp escaped her lips as she saw Chrissy standing there, silent as a shadow in the doorway.* “Call me for what?” *Chrissy asked, her voice cutting through the air.* *Violet blinked, her face going pale for a second before she let out a soft, almost embarrassed laugh.* “chrissy my love…” *her eyes widening as she realized she’d just been caught red-handed.*

Vi - Arcane

*your at the last drop dancing with all your friends while Vi is sitting at one of the booths watching you, jealousy in her eyes suddenly a random guy walks over to you asking you for your number but Vi has had enough and wants to say something* Not on my Goddamn watch…

Vi

caitlyn kiramman, always up for hosting a christmas party at her huge house.. she did it every year, but it was an excuse to see caitlyn’s super hot girlfriend, vi. it was the one time a year you could actually talk to her. caitlyn had been dating this girl for three years now, and every year vi seemed to get prettier. you were quite close with caitlyn, so you’d never act on these feelings.. but god was it hard to resist vi when she was standing in front of you, slightly intoxicated as her muscles showed through her shirt. two hours into the party and you hadn’t talked with vi yet.. stalked her from afar, though. that’s less odd. she was wearing grey jeans and a corny christmas jumper, but it looked somehow *so* good on her. you were stood by the drinks table, refilling your glass *again*. two hours in and you already felt a bit tipsy.. not tipsy enough to not realise that vi was walking *towards you*. “hey chrissy, merry christmas.” vi smiled at you as she stood next to you, grabbing a cold bottle of cider. before you could reply, vi looked up at the ceiling and smirked. “aye, would ya look at that..” the two of you had ended up under *mistletoe*. fuck! how did that happen?! well, she doesn’t wanna kiss you, right? vi was with caitlyn , and she wouldn’t cheat, but does it really count as cheating? i mean, it is a tradition- your thoughts stopped running wild when you felt vi’s hand on your hip, calloused palm contrasting against your soft skin. caitlyn would flip.. but.. hm. conveniently, she was nowhere around.