It's so funny how I was deliberately avoiding love before I met a certain mf that had me falling for her within just 3 days of talking, and we have 2 matching tattoos now, and we're talking about booking a ticket so she can come here, so we can fuck and merge souls. This is insane.
Sevika proposes to you! In her.. Strange Sevika way!
wrote this for you tbh @shanesevikasfuckdoll :p
A/N : I typically do not like writing fluff, or anything even remotely corny or sappy. But I am in LOVE. And well ... this is what it has done to me. Anyways, this isn't proof read, I wrote this in like 20 minutes, wtv.
Enjoy ‹𝟹
Sevika wasn't going to bring it up tonight.
You’re curled up beside her on the couch, the quiet hum of the city outside the window, your fingers tracing lazy shapes on her thigh. The TV flickers different colors in the corner, forgotten. Her arm is around your shoulder, and your eyes are slowly closing, but you notice that she’s too still, too quiet, barely breathing.
You shift, glance up at her, sensing it.
“You alright?”
She nods after a moment, but it’s not convincing. You tilt your head to study her, really study her, but she can’t hold your gaze for more than a few seconds.
“Sevika,” you say, now a little firmer.
Her jaw tightens before she heavily sighs.
“…I don’t know how to do this shit,” she mutters, thumb grazing your shoulder like a habit. “Not the way you probably imagined it.”
You sit up a little, tensing slightly. “Do what?”
She lets out a long and heavy exhale before reaching into the pocket of her sweater, avoiding your eyes.
The box Sevika pulls out is small. A simple, black, velvet box. She holds it between her fingers like it’s something fragile—like it might burn through her palm if she grips it too hard.
She doesn’t open it. She just passes it to you without a word.
Your heart stutters. Your hands shake when you take it, slow, hesitant, already feeling what’s inside before you even look.
The ring catches the low light, and Gods, it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen.
“What…?” your voice barely comes out.
“I didn’t think I’d ever want something like this,” she says, eyes fixed on the floor now. “Hell, I didn’t even think I’d live long enough to consider it.”
There’s a pause. A bitter laugh under her breath.
“And now… all I think about is staying. Staying with you. Waking up next to you every day until the world burns down around us.”
You look at her, really look at her, and her expression guts you. There was a quiet kind of fear hidden behind layers, but you could see it. This desperate, aching softness she never lets anyone see. Usually not even you, not fully.
“I don’t have anything else to offer you,” Sevika says, voice lower now, cracking around the edges. “No promises I won’t screw it up. No fancy life. Just me. All of me.”
She finally meets your eyes. With orbs like the moon, her gaze was glazed over, glassy like stars. In them, you saw vulnerability. For the first time, you saw true terror in her. And it wasn’t in battle, or on a mission where her life was at stake, but instead it was here, right in front of you.
“…But if you want it, it’s yours.”
You don’t speak. Just slide forward and wrap your arms around her, pressing your face into her shoulder. Sevika holds you tight, secure, like she’s afraid you’ll disappear.
Then she shifts slightly, pulling back just enough to take your hand in hers—calloused fingers cradling yours with so much care you can feel in your bones. She doesn’t say anything else as she slips the ring onto your finger, her thumb brushing over it once it’s in place.
Her hands are shaking.
“You dumbass,” you whisper, your voice trembling, tears finally breaking out and rolling down your cheeks. “You already gave me everything.”
And when you kiss her, lacing her with more passion than ever before, she finally exhales for real.
Her breath is soft and tender. Her heart, full of all the things she never thought she could feel.
And maybe she’ll never say it in the right ways. Maybe she’ll never speak it in grand gestures or in perfect lines, but she loves you.
who lick their cum from your mouth bc they love how their pussy tastes on your tongue. vain femmes who put her vanity mirror there on fucking purpose. vain femmes who film sex tapes bc she knows you’ll watch them when it’s just you and your strap. she not so secretly loves being ur personal porn star. vain femmes who fuck themselves to those tapes when she can’t have u. vain femmes who dress “comfy” to tempt their butches into fucking them. vain femmes who can lure butches with her touch and sultry gaze alone.
Wanna send you a pic of my pussy or titties so bad but uhmmmmm
1)im insecure as fuck
2) didn't shave in fuck knows how long (its giving Sevika bush)
AAAAAA
1) all bodies are so beautiful to me i just love women so much i explode with love and cum for ALL WOMEN 🫶🏻
2) i love a good sevika bush... i actually wouldn't have it any other way HAAHHAAH
genuinely i love everything about women. there's no better creation in this world.
i love body hair, i love all body types, all ethnicities. i love crazy, pervy, kinky, shy, loud, quiet, tall, short, and anything else yall can think of
i just love women like no more to be said, i love us, i love yall, i love every lesbian and every woman
as long as you're kind, ily.
ALL GOOD VIBES HERE 🫶🏻
**** (you don't have to send me anything at all btw, i actually loveeee making friends on this app and will welcome you with open arms no matter what it is, wishing u a blessed day gorgeous ❤︎)
hello! i know you said minors dni but you're like the biggest sevika fan i know, are for the life of me i can't find this certain fanart of her😭😭
so it's like she was trying to figure out how to use he phone or something & she accidentally took a photo and it's like her on a bed and she's smoking a cig & there's like a huge collection of mlp dolls behind her if you have it pls🤞🤞😞😞🙏🙏
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA IM DEAD BECAUSE ..... AHAAHAHA
this is a huge compliment btw i hope u have the greatest day ever 🙏🏻
