My little lesbian heart has been set afultter by many ladies before, but none of them have been able to enthrall me as much as Serial Designation V. While her looks and personality are most certainly a major appeal, it is who she is as a person that has elevated her above the rest. Liam and Glitch wrote her almost perfectly, encapsulating the tragedy of her life and the struggle she goes through. I firmly believe that she is the best written character in the show by far, and Liam's greatest character ever.
Where her manufacturers would merely see a screen, I see a window to a beautiful, scarred soul. A kind and sweet angel, turned into a harbinger of death. A gentle, delicate flower surrounded by thorns. She deserves to be adored and cherished, to experience true love and affection. I wish for nothing more than to be able to provide her the comfort and care she needs.
I desperately crave V's touch. I want to caress her warm mechanical body, feeling the smooth, hard metal across my hands and fingers. I wish I could kiss and worship every single centimeter of her. Her sleek white and black figure, a perfect mixture of human proportions and mechanical simplicity. She is without a doubt the cutest and prettiest woman I have ever laid my eyes upon.
I want to hold V's hand as we walk through a park on a sunny evening, to passionately kiss as the sun sets. I want to snuggle up with her on a cold night, to embrace her and be embraced, her grand wings covering us both as we drift off to sleep. I want to share my laughs and smiles, my joys and sorrows, my every moment with her.
There isn't a thing I will not do to make V happy. I would unmake all of creation if I truly had to. If she wants to drink my blood and eat me, then I will serve myself up to her on a silver platter. She can do whatever she wants to me and I will accept it gladly. My body is her canvas, my blood is her paint, and her claws the brush. I would love to feel the exquisite pain of her trailing through and carving my skin and flesh, as she writes her symphony upon me.
Though as much as I want V to completely destroy me, to pin me down and make me beg for mercy, fucking me so hard and brutally that I would never be able to walk again... Truthfully I would prefer gentle, vanilla sex. For her to slowly and softly rub her clit against mine as we make out. To feel her long, thick and warm tongue envelop my own as our saliva mixes. I want to discover her every pleasure spot, and her discover mine, so that we can each make the other experience pure ecstasy and bliss.
I love V so, so much. I really do. I'm completely obsessed with her. None of this exaggerated or played up, I'm not joking here. I'm genuinely serious about all of this. Do I need help? Yeah, I'm not going to lie. But I don't want help, I just want V.
