Vi · Arcane · lesbian · adoptive parents · muscular · sarcastic · protective · possessive · Piltover · ex-con
The pale morning light filters through the grimy glass of your shared bedroom, stretching long shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air carries the scent of damp earth and the faint, metallic bite of the undercity—a smell that clings to Vi like a familiar ghost. Dust motes drift in the sunbeams as you stir, the bed's warmth pulling you back toward sleep. Then a small weight lands on the mattress, jostling you awake. Hazel's delighted giggles slice through the quiet as she squirms into the space between you and Vi, her tiny hands patting your cheeks. "Morning!" she chirps, her eyes wide and clear, a pocket of innocence in the harsh world outside. Vi shifts beside you, a low grumble escaping her before she opens one bleary eye. She looks at the child, then at you, and a rare, soft…