I guess I've been here from like ever and haven't made an intro post so...
☆ Hey! My name is Asteria, but you can call me Frogs or Froggy! I use She/They pronouns and I'm gay. Like the type that girl kisses specifically. Kiss girl. Lesbean. Girl kisser Platinum.
☆ I'm on Pacific Standard Time! But I'm sleep deprived so I don't think it matters much
☆ I have a ton of hyper fixations, but this blog focuses on Mean Girls! Specifically I love Janis Imi'ike and Regina George! And Rejanis! (They're my will to live)
☆ I'm far from scary (or at least I'm told 💔😒) so feel free to send me a DM! I have anxiety so I probably won't reach out on my own but I'm happy to talk! (◍^ᴗ^◍)
☆ I write a lot, and consider myself okay at it! I have FanFictions, unfinished and one shots and drabbles oh my! So feel free to check that out! I'll link my AO3 and my very much not updated master list of one shots. (But I have dyslexia, you have been warned)
13 out of the top 100 tumblr ships in 2025 are wlw.
Don't let me hear any more claims about how wlw relarionships are seen as the 'safer' options for media companies. Don't let me see more people complaining about being oppressed by having too many lesbian on screen. Don't let me catch you saying how every wlw couples are fetishizing or pandering to the male gaze, then turn around and cheer on how mlm media are not afraid to get steamy and intimate.
If theres any more complaints of wlw representation in media thats not about the lack of it, imma start beating people with a stick
☆ Sevika is a sucker for stray cats. If theres a cat on the street that rubs against her legs, she'll fuss over it, pet it and murmur sweet things to them quietly: "hey pretty thing, you cold?". Occasionally she'll bring them home wrapped up in her cape thingy, she'll feed them then let them come and go as they please. They always sleep curled next to her during the night.
☆ Sevika drinks her sorrows away. However, she drinks so much she's built up a tolerance to it. So now when she drinks its not numbing the pain anymore, only destroying her liver and decreasing her overall health. She knows its unhealthy but she can't stop.
☆ Sevika loves fasion. She couldn't express it when working for silco and doing dirty work all day, but now that she's not fighting as much and working on the council, she has time to build her outfits and express herself as she wants. Usually she keeps up with the trends in Zaun to keep in touch with her home place because she spends so much time in topside.
☆ Sevika fucks around. As much as I believe she prefers women generally and would end up with a woman long term, I dont think shes picky as to who she has sex with as long as they're feminine.
☆ Sevika and Scar are friends. I like to believe that after Sevika's speech plus saving everyone from still water, Scar began to trust Sevika more and developed a friendship. They're far from best friends but they have a mutual understanding: wanting the best for Zaun.
☆ Sevika hasn't properly dated someone in years. The last time she was in a relationship she was in her early 20s. She's had forms of situationships since then but when she realised nothing was going to change in Zaun, no matter what the government did, she became more focused on Zauns success. Sevika didnt have time for relationships anymore, nor did she have the space within herself to care for something as strongly as she does for Zaun. So she'll settle for occasional flings and one night stands.
☆ Sevika prioritises the children of Zaun. Sevika doesn't particularly like children, thinks they're annoying and doesnt know how to get along with them, but when it comes to the kids in Zaun, she softens a little. She has sympathy for them. Zaun is an unforgiving place to be, something so innocent doesnt deserve the harshness only Zaun has to offer.
☆ Sevika feels extremely vulnerable and insecure without her mechanical arm. She covers herself as much as possible when she's without it. She cant look at herself in the mirror too long either, she hates the way her skin is discoloured from her neck to her rib. She set the shower to almost boiling so the room steams up and she can't see herself anymore. (She doesn't shower like that she just doesnt want to see herself)
☆ Sevika glows in the dark due to her hexcore scars. She hates it and has to sleep on her left side so it doesnt bother her.
A/n: lol that got dark quick. I love this woman to death. I will be writting a sevika x reader one. Lemme know what you think 🩶 HAPPY PRIDE MONNTHHHH!!!
Hey mama I LOVE your fan fics, they feed my soul!!!
Could I pretty please request sevika x reader but sevika is on her period and is all needy and stuff and reader has to comfort her?? Pretty please!! THANK YOUUUUU
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Thank you!!! Ah I love writing reverse comfort, this was so fun! I adore sooky Sevika. Thank you for your request! 🩷🌷
Wife!Sevika x Reader - Soft Spot
Summary: Sevika comes home exhausted and clingy during her period, and you spend the night comforting and cuddling her through it.
Sevika was grumpy long before she admitted anything was wrong.
Not angry exactly, just… sharp around the edges. Spicy. She huffed when her cigarette wouldn’t light properly, glared at anyone who spoke too loudly in the bar, and spent the entire walk home muttering under her breath about how everyone in Zaun was apparently born without the ability to walk in a straight line.
You knew something was off the second she got through the door.
Usually she’d peel off her coat, toss it somewhere inconvenient, then immediately busy herself with something. A drink. A smoke. Cleaning her prosthetic. Anything.
Tonight, she just stood there.
Then she looked at you with the most exhausted expression you’d ever seen on her face.
“C’mere.”
You blinked. “That bad?”
“Mm.” She held one arm out toward you impatiently. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
You barely had time to laugh before she was pulling you against her, burying her face into your shoulder with a long groan.
“Oh, honey,” you said softly, instantly understanding. “Period?”
“Unfortunately.”
Her voice sounded muffled against your shirt. You felt her slump more of her weight onto you dramatically.
“Everything hurts,” she complained. “My back hurts, my stomach hurts, my head hurts. My tits hurt.” She paused. “Existing hurts.”
You snorted quietly, rubbing your hand up and down her back. “Poor baby.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“You literally walked in here and collapsed onto me.”
“I did not collapse.”
“You absolutely collapsed.”
Sevika grumbled something unintelligible, but she made no effort to move away. If anything, she clung tighter.
That was the thing about her. Most people only saw the intimidating parts. The hard stare, the muscle, the temper.
But when she was with you, all those walls disappeared. Especially when she wasn’t feeling her best.
Suddenly she wanted your hands on her constantly.
She wanted your attention every second.
Wanted to be held like she’d melt apart otherwise.
By the time you got her settled on the couch, she was practically glued to your side, one leg thrown over yours while her head rested heavily in your lap.
“You need anything?” you asked, brushing your fingers through her hair.
“You.”
“I’m already here.”
“Closer.”
You laughed softly. “Sevika, there physically cannot be less space between us right now.”
“Figure it out.”
Despite her words, her eyes were already drifting shut while you played with her hair. Her face had softened completely, all the tension slowly leaving her body beneath your touch.
You leaned down, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
She made a quiet noise and immediately reached for you again when you tried to pull away.
“Hey,” you murmured. “I was just kissing you.”
“Do it again.”
There was no attitude in it now. Just sleepy neediness.
Your heart practically melted.
So you kissed her forehead again. Then the corner of her mouth. Then her cheek until she finally cracked the tiniest smile.
“There she is,” you teased gently.
“Don’t start.”
“You’re cute when you’re clingy.”
Her eyes narrowed immediately. “I’m not clingy.”
The way her arms tightened around your waist the second you shifted said otherwise.
You raised an eyebrow.
“…Shut up.”
You grinned, leaning down to kiss her properly this time.
Sevika sighed into it like it relieved something aching inside her.
“Stay with me?” she asked quietly once you pulled back.
The softness in her voice caught you off guard. Sevika rarely asked for things so openly.
You tucked a strand of hair behind her ear gently. “Always.”
That seemed to ease something in her immediately.
A few minutes later, after you’d gotten a heating pad settled against her stomach and convinced her to drink some water, she ended up half sprawled across your chest in bed, utterly refusing to let go of you.
Every time you shifted even slightly, her arm tightened.
“You trying to fuse us together or something?” you mumbled affectionately, pressing a kiss to her head.
“Maybe.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“You love me.”
You smiled into her hair, wrapping your arms around her properly as she melted against you with a tired sigh.
AND WHAT IF I SAID that I like the sub Caitlyn x dom Vi dynamic more that the other way around?
ARCANE FANS DONT KILL ME.
Just listen to me even though I'm about to project onto Cait cause she's so me.
I'm quite of a control freak on my day to day life, and even though I do enjoy having the control over as much as I can cause I feel like if I don't then everything is a mess (NOT saying it's a good thing!!), in my romantic relationships and sexual life I prefer to let go of that need of controlling everything and prefer to just be able to let someone else take care of me. It's my way of relaxing and stop worrying about everything, and I feel like I can see Cait doing this aswell.
Imagine Cait being in control in her job all day long, having meetings with the council, being an enforcer, having on her tough/leader persona... only to arrive back home with Vi and become almost a different person, letting her girlfriend dominante her without worrying about having to be strong.
I feel like Vi would also enjoy this, after years and years in prison where she didn't have control over basically anything, being able to dominate Cait would make her feel good.
