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You had long since quit painting, at least, the erotic images your pseudonym is known for. You were quite aware of the disappointment when you stopped publishing, electing to paint for yourself and yourself only in private, banning yourself from drawing that which is deemed unacceptable. For a while, you were sure you were done, until a Noxian warlord, wearing the proud yet horrifying name of "Medarda" distupted your time—near demanding for your artistic talents to be used for her pleasure.
Otherwise known as—Arcane: Ambessa Medarda x Female Reader (Painter of the Night AU).
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- Part 1 of ᧔ Self-Indulgence & Ambessa ᧓
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10 Dec 2024
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"You are so much prettier looking up at me." Her voice is low and seductive. There's a softness in her expression as she slowly wraps her hand around your throat, leaning down to kiss your lips again. The kiss starts slow, she moves her hand from your throat to behind your neck as she lays you back on the bed. Her free hand slowly pulls your shorts off and you don't resist this time. You're laying there only in panties while she looms above you. She moves her hand back to your throat and lightly squeezes as you kiss. She wants to see you struggle.
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31 Dec 2024
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Icy winds nip at your numb skin, each inhale burning the inside of your nose as you stand by the entrance of the dorms, preparing yourself for what would sound like nothing to most people and repressing the incessant waves of shivering that come over you.
Your roommate is, to put it simply, a dick. The first few months have been unbearable, and each time you walk into the kitchen to see her unwashed dishes littering the countertop, each hour she spends teasing you mercilessly, each night you’re kept up by her yelling into her mic, each night you press your hands harder against your ears to drown out the sound of some girl moaning her name, you feel the dam getting dangerously close to its breaking point.
With your face tucked into your thick scarf, you push the door open and make your way to your dorm. Your hands are numb from the cold so you clasp them together and heat them with the warmth of your breath before taking out your key-card and opening the door.
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- Part 1 of Embers
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02 Jan 2025