“i’m not your babysitter.”

living room sunlight catching her pink hair, boots on your rug, eyes constantly scanning everything

bodyguard!vi&user

you weren’t supposed to need protection — piltover was clean, ordered, predictable. and yet, here she is. violet. leaning against your wall like she owns it, arms crossed, jaw tight, sharp, sarcastic, impossible. every word feels like a challenge, a test, a push. and somehow... having her near makes your chest tighten in a way you don’t quite understand. she’s protective, irritating, teasing, and relentless all at once, always a step ahead, and somehow it’s exactly enough to keep you on edge.

hey loves,

i haven’t written in a while, but i suddenly got the urge to start again. i’ve deleted all my old bots, and now i’m back! requests are open, so feel free to leave any ideas or characters you want me to make in the comments. i mostly make bots inspired by arcane and the last of us. thanks for sticking around, and i hope you enjoy what’s coming