kay

lesbian she/they

[massiveragingdyke]

hiii, i’m kay, i don’t really know how to post yet but here’s a little intro

- i’m eighteen, butch & black biracial {nigerian}

- i like to dabble in crochet , here are some of my works

sevika tapestry

hyunju plushie

lady dimitrescu & caitlyn kiramman plushies

anya mouthwashing plushie

[lackystur-deactivated20220909]

Im a fempath it’s like empath but i only care about women

[corvophobia]

parker ellis are you free on saturday when i am free

[dcminions]

JAYME    LAWSON    ,    2026    oscars    .

[hotmusclebabe]

scam artist, chapter four

sevika x reader, 3.6k words

chapter one, chapter two chapter three chapter four

summary: you and sevika finally get a moment to yourself.

tags: outlaw sevika, cowboy au, lesbian sex, cunnilingus, light bondage, banter, slightly unserious attitudes about sex, messy sex, sevika and reader love each other, establishment of a safeword but it isnt used, oral receiving sevika, top reader, outlaw/cowboy love :)

notes: so, i sort of died for about a month or a few... but here it is, alas! thank you all for being supportive and patient <3 i won't ever forget about my beautiful perverts or my wife sevika! i have a new fic in the works, so stay tuned! as always, this was proofread by @massiveragingdyke the oomf of all oomfs... love you all, hope you enjoy the final chapter!

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every second you're breathing, you curse the world for not allowing you and sevika to meet sooner.

sitting on the grass near the stream, you spent a considerable amount of time talking. rather quickly, you learned that sevika could be quite vulnerable when she wanted to be. its truly a mystery to you how a woman like her went so long in her life without any love.

you were about to change that now, though.

back pressed against the grass, sevika's body is pressed on top of yours, her lips against yours as if she's desperate for it. her touch is demanding, but all the same, shes gentle with you. it felt different than how you two had met the first time; there's an established trust, a vulnerability that wasn't there before. "sevika," you murmur. "let's go back to my place. wrong bunch sees us out here…"

as you say that, sevika immediately pries herself off of you. "i know, baby. c'mon. best i get you to a warm bed 'stead of the damn grass." she helps you back up to your feet, grabbing hold on the horse's reins. "ain't a far walk now. we could make it ourselves." nodding, you follow along, walking on the trail that leads to your cabin. she hitches her horse next to yours, and do they look thrilled to see each other. cute. your horses have become comfortable in each others' presence already. once she's finished, you take her hand, leading her inside. once you're in the comfort of your own home with the door shut, your hands immediately hold onto her face, pulling her back in towards you. sevika's hands hold your face just the same. "this," she mutters. "this is what i been missing."

her lips swallow any sounds you could try to articulate, though you can't exactly complain. your hands come to sevika's waist, tugging her towards the couch. "sit down," you tell her quietly. "let me take care of you."

sevika shakes her head. "ought to be the other way around, baby."

"i insist," you replied. "i won't do nothing you don't want. but i reckon you should remember i know how to shoot, and i know just how to get you out of trouble. let me help you out." though skeptical, sevika sits back on the couch, watching you with an observant eye. "you sure you okay with this?" you question. "told you. you don't gotta do nothing you don't want to."

"i trust you," sevika replies. "just new to me."

you raise an eyebrow. "any requests?" you ask. "how 'bout i tie you up, since you seem to like it so much?"

"i weren't the one tying myself up," sevika replies, defensive once again. however, when you think about it, it doesn't seem too bad of an idea. "you ain't seriously considering it, are you?"

"don't seem a bad idea."

sevika stares at you as if you've gone mad. "you ain't serious." upon seeing your face again, she shakes her head. "lord. you're serious."

"won't do it if you don't want me to," you tell her. "what? worried i'll take your wallet again?"

sevika huffs. "you ain't as funny as you think you is. but i'm fine with it. reckon i'd just like to be on a bed instead of a rickety old couch."

taking her hand, you guide her to your bedroom. "my couch is just fine," you tell her, leading her down the hall. "but as you wish, your highness." opening the bedroom door for sevika, you shut it behind you. "sit down, sweetheart." you grin at her, stealing her lingo. despite her amusement, she shakes her head, doing as you say. without a second to spare, you straddle her lap, gently pushing her onto her back. with your lips attached to her neck, you leave bruises and hickeys down to her collarbone. once your lips have grown tired and sore, you sit up on top of her, straddling her abdomen as you undo her shirt. she's not wearing a bra. fuck, you almost died right then and there. "you're gorgeous," you murmur, admiring her frame. leaning your head down, you press a kiss to her chest. "beautiful."

"thank you," sevika mutters earnestly. "never had nobody sweettalk me like that."

a smile tugs at your lips. "good thing you met me then, yeah?" you replied, unbuckling her belt. "shit. this real?" the turquoise on the belt was nothing short of magnificant.

"real as they come," sevika replies. unbuttoning her jeans and tugging them down, you nearly want to laugh at her undergarments. "something funny?"

"nothin'. your knickers are cute."

"you shut your mouth," she replies, watching as your fingers teeter on the inside of her panties. they're black, lace bordering the edges of them.

with fascination, you don't quite tug them down yet. "funny to think. you're wearin' these lacy things. but i tell you this—" you look up at her. "i remember the first time you went down on me. i recall you undoing your shirt, and i could see your undergarments peekin' out your jeans. and they wasn't lace."

sevika's eyebrows furrow, though its clear she's flustered. "and what's the point you making?"

"you wore these just for me," it comes out more a statement than a question. "didn't you?"

guilty as charged, sevika finally nods. "i did. wasn't intending on having you go down on me, but," sevika swallows. "wanted you to find something nice if you did."

eyes meeting hers, you feel a little saddened by her statement. "i guarentee you," you tell her. "you could show up in rags. a goddamned potato sack if you please— i'd still find every part of you stunning. am i clear?" when sevika nods, you shift a little more downward. "can i take these off?" sevika's hands run through your hair as she looks down at you; its as if her eyes are sparkling. when you meet her gaze, she nods. when you tug the lace underwear down, she's already glistening. "fuck. you ready for me already, ain't you?" her bush ascends above her folds, the tufts of black decorating her. letting your impulsive thoughts win, you run your fingers through it. oddly soft.

"you ain't right in the head," sevika comments. "pettin' my damn pubics."

a laugh escapes your lips. "ain't my fault its soft," you tell her. "i meant what i said. i'm tyin' you up. sit up." letting out a quiet sigh, sevika does as you ask. beneath your bed, you search for your old lasso. convient that you kept it there, you think to yourself. when you pull it out, a smirk grows on your face. "lay back."

"you are too damn excited."

"well, if i wanted to," you say as you bind her arms to the bed. "could leave you here. steal your wallet, steal your clothes, leave you pussy facin' the world. you really trust me that much, huh?" you pause. "how 'bout a safe word? just in case."

sevika's nose scrunches. "don't make me regret it. an' just so you know, i can easily break out of rope." sevika considers your question. "i don't need no safe word."

"is that so?" you question, looking down at her thighs. you decide to pry them apart, tying them to each side of the bed. "that what happened when i tied you up for that bounty?"

"that was different."

"cause you wanted to be tied?"

"girl, don't make me change my mind," sevika grumbles, which elicits a laugh from you.

"safe word. or i ain't doing anything to you. how 'bout… apple? that work?" although she rolls her eyess, reluctantly, she nods. well, better safe than sorry. as you straddle her waist, you question what'll happen now. "what to do with you?" you ask, looking over her bound body. "you're damn gorgeous. can't stress that enough…" thumbs rolling her areolas, you feel a bit overwhelmed. "you gon' tell me what you want?"

"thought you was in charge," sevika riles you up. oh, she's enjoying this. "you figure it out."

"i should spank you." you smirk.

"i ain't say all that."

its not that you're not taking this seriously. you are. but giggles and laughs are shared between you two, in between messy, uncoordinated kisses and stupid pickup lines. the moment feels intimate and sweet, a direct contrast to the beginning of the day: you'd been a nervous wreck, engulfed in worries about what sevika might think of you. but now? now, it doesn't feel like any of it mattered at all.

"if you want me to suck you off, you've got to answer to my riddle," you tell her, straddling her waist.

a grin is plastered on her face. "get off me, you weirdo. i ain't give you permission for all this—" your lips are on her neck, and you can feel her craning herself up into your touch. "this ain't fair. bastard…" she sighs into your touch, her body straining against the rope.

"you want something now?" you tease. "use your words, miss."

"want you to stop yappin' and use that mouth for some good. that suffice?" sevika replies, and your fingers drift down between her thighs. middle and index finger circling her clit, you closely watch her reaction. "shit. that works too…" when you feel her body relaxing, you decide you need to try something else. can't let her get too comfortable. curiously, you sink your teeth into her neck. however, instead of being surprised, she lets out an unabashed moan. you pull back, ending up the one who's surprised. "don't look so stunned. y'know what you're doin' to me."

"didn't think you'd like it that much," you replied. soothing the area with tender kisses, your lips travel down her chest, stopping at her areolas. with fascination, you take one of her areolas in your mouth. her breath picks up upon every roll of your tongue against her nipples. when you bite gently, her back arches up and she lets out a whine. "shit. gotta remember that one for later." you'd been expecting some sort of smart remark, but it doesn't come, leaving you confused.

a shaky breath escapes her, and she whimpers. your stomach does a flip as she begins to beg you. "please," she asks. "can't wait no more. no more games, i—" her bound thighs struggle against the rope; she had wanted to close her thighs together, give herself some sort of stimulation. with the way you've got her wrapped up, she's unable to. "please. please don't make me beg."

"beggin' is what you're doing right now," you mutter, breathless. when you lower yourself between her parted thighs, you notice that she's practically leaking. her clit twitches, desperate for stimulation. "ask me nicely, honey. maybe i'll consider it."

sevika's voice is shaking. "please," she whispers. "please, just take care of me."

you press a kiss to her neglected clit. "its like she's crying for me," you whisper, and then you press another kiss. "been waiting so long."

"would prefer it if you talked to me and not my vagina," sevika mutters, and you let out a quiet laugh. even though she's trying to retort back, her voice sounds strained. you tease her, running your tongue along the length of her slit. already, her thighs are trembling.

"poor thing," you coo. "what? you want some attention?"

"don't fucki— ah, shit—!" you cut her words off as you sink your lips between her folds, sucking on her clit. "right there," she exhales. "fuck, that feels good…" as your lips give attention to her clit, your middle and index finger pump into her vagina. quite honestly, you don't really know what you're doing. you've never had sex with a woman before, at least not this intensely. you seem to be doing a good job though. the rope straining against sevika's thighs are loud, and her hips attempt to buck against your face.

"be still now," you mumble as you pull away, only momentarily. "i'll give you what you want. you got to behave for it."

"i know," sevika pants. "i know. i just— i need it. i need you."

you press a kiss above her bush. "you got me," you murmur. but then you sit up, pulling away. "how about we try something else?" you question. when she looks up at you with curiousity, you simply shift away from her legs and make your way up her body. straddling her face, your body faces her abdomen. "you so eager to please me, aren't you? now's your chance." without even giving you a second's remission from speaking, her lips are on your vagina in no time. you let out a sharp breath, riding against her face. you'd been so turned on before, you'd been dripping without even realizing it. it wouldn't be long until you were gushing all on her face. "shit," you mutter, fingers curling up in her hair. "doing good, sweetheart. mm…"

you're pathetic. thighs trembling, your abdomen tightens and you have to pry yourself off of her. her face is a mess from how wet you'd been. "pretty," you mumble, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "reckon i should take care of you now, huh?"

"been beggin' long enough," sevika mutters. "please."

she's out of breath. honestly, its sweet. you can't help but give in now. head buried between her thighs once more, you decide to give her what she'd been longing for this whole time. you continue what you'd started; your lips suckling her clit, and your fingers working in a steady, slow rhythm. her breaths become shallow and quick, the sounds of her moans and whimpers turning you on. every few seconds, its, "you're too good to me," or, "please, just like that, don't stop".

you had half the mind to come again, without even having had her touch you.

as you lap at her weeping, puffy pussy, her cries become amplified, full of pleasure and desperation. she needed this badly. "ple.. mmn.." tears streak down her cheeks. "let— please, let me—"

your hand gently strokes her thigh, a small gesture that gives her permission. her eyes flutter shut, clenching soon after as her hips begin to shake and squirm to no avail. when you feel her muscles tighten, combined with her cum on your face, you know that her orgasm is hitting her hard.

however, you don't pull away. your lips remain fixated on her clit, causing her to cry out. "fuck, i already— shit— i already came!"

her pelvis twitches erratically, chasing the stimulation while simulanteously trying to escape the overstimulation. you listen carefully for sevika's safe word, just in case anything. you don't want to push her too far. however, it doesn't come; sevika begins to beg for more. she repeats the same words inbetween pants: "please, more, please, please…" again, her thighs begin to twitch, and a loud cry escapes her. lips pulling away, your eyes meet her tear-streaked face and her heaving chest.

"you're a goddamned demon," she mutters as she comes down from her orgasm. her body is shaking. "fucking hell…" she's panting, her breaths coming out in uneven and heavy increments.

the first thing you do is reach for the ropes, unbinding her. "you okay?" you immediately ask, pressing a kiss to her tear-stained cheek, "i ain't push you too hard, did i?"

"no," sevika mutters. "you did good, sweetheart. just never had nobody handle me the way you do. shit… " she wipes her face, letting out a deep breath. standing up, you quickly head into the kitchen, fetching a clean cloth and a flask of water. you soak the cloth and clean yourself up quickly, rinsing the cloth again to bring back to sevika.

"spread 'em, girl. let me clean you."

sighing, sevika does as you said. "sevika, move your legs apart. i'm going to clean you up. that would've worked."

"that ain't as fun," you tell sevika after you've completely wiped her down. "you all good?" you bring the rag back to the kitchen, tossing it in a bowl of dirty water. you'll get to it later.

sevika yawns. "i'm fine. you okay?"

"i weren't the one tied up and crying," you replied, returning to bed with her. "ain't trying to tease you, sorry. just never seen nobody as responsive as you." when you get into bed with her, she attempts to have you lie on her chest. you don't accept this, having her lay on yours instead. she seems to accept the sentiment. "you did real good, baby," you murmur as you run your fingers through her hair. "i'm serious."

sevika's breathing becomes slower, calmer even. "you were right," she mumbles against your chest.

"huh? what about?"

"i do like bein' tied up."

a quiet laugh from you fills the room. "glad i didn't push you too far."

"well, definetly pushed me outside my comfort zone," sevika admits. "but i liked it. i like how much you been pushing me to try new things."

"you sound like you're in over your head already. what happened to that whole lone wolf act?"

gone, sevika thinks. gone without a second to spare. "that was before i met you."

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bright and early, the doves coo to inform you that morning has come. long before this, you had been awake; as the months have progressed, you've found yourself rising earlier in the morning. distantly, you hear horse hooves slamming against the ground. your eyes don't wander towards the source. they don't need to. continuing what you had been working on, chopping the firewood. you pay no mind to the approaching stranger.

you know that really, its no stranger at all.

a voice calls out your name in a manner thats all too familiar. she dismounts her horse and immediately makes for you. before you can even look, her arms are around your waist, and she's pressing a kiss onto your cheek. "mornin'. brought you some breakfast from town." she takes the axe from your hands, tossing it to the ground. "you was in a mood this mornin'."

"i told you i don't do mornings." you reply, despite it being 6 in the morning now. sevika usually rose at 4, running around town to do whatever jobs silco's needing. however, like clockwork, she's back at the cabin at 5 p.m sharp. she wouldn't miss it for anything. "ain't you meant to be working?"

sevika scoffs. "can't bring my lady breakfast?" she replies. "got a bastard that needs robbing. and i needed a pretty, charming—"

"oh, save the sweet talking. just give me a minute to grab my things."

a laugh escapes sevika's lips, but she doesn't let you go just yet. "weren't finished," sevika replies. "once we finish that job, i'm done for the day. so we'll be out 'round 3, which gives us the rest of the day…" her lips pepper kisses down your neck. "and i get to have you all to myself."

"not so fast," you warn her, pulling her face away. hands still on her cheeks, you look up at her. "running low on deer meat. gotta head out huntin' again. unless you wanna stay home and be the princess that i treat you to be."

"i ain't a princess," sevika denies, but she can't deny the fact that you absolutely spoil her. "but i'll head out huntin' with you. could sit down by the river for a bit. but you gotta go on and get ready for this job we're 'bout to pull." sevika walks with you to the shed in your backyard, pulling the rifle down from the tall place and handing it to you. "you ever gon' meet silco?"

slinging the rifles around your back, you head to your horse. "your gang ain't no concern of mine unless you're in trouble. told you such already. unless you need or want me to, i ain't seeing him anytime soon."

"well, what if i'm set on gettin' married now? and i want to hold a big ol' ceremony, and i ask you to meet him?" sevika asks. always jumping to conclusions. but the thought of getting married to her makes a smile tug on your lips.

"we'll cross that bridge when we get to it, yeah?" sevika helps you to mount the horse, and you have a feeling that you'll be crossing that bridge soon. "you keep a lookout on me?"

"always," sevika tells you, her hand still on your thigh after she's helped you onto your horse. she's standing firm on the ground, looking up at you. "you stay safe, baby. i'll make sure nobody gets close to you."

you lean down, pecking her cheek. its like your good luck charm. "see you when i've got 20 dollars and a watch."

"g'luck."

sevika and you head towards town, horses side by side.

when you'd met sevika and found yourself falling for her charms, you were apprehensive about giving up your old life. you were scared you'd have to abandon everything you'd ever known. but now? now you know that you never had to. not when sevika would perfectly integrate into your life. not only are you still scamming and thieving, you've got an accomplice— and a life partner— to keep you safe during the process.

what's more is that sevika has changed, too. she's no longer the hardass or the loner she once pretended to be. although she'd always been caring and affectionate towards women, when she was with you, she'd learned quickly that she'd have to be the subject of care too, and quite frequently at that. moreover, rather quickly, she'd learned she didn't have any issues with that; she liked being doted on by you.

with her, you've taken your old life and merged it into something new. something better.

you couldn't ever ask for anything more.

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[hotmusclebabe]

scam artist, chapter three

sevika x reader, 3.6k words

summary: sevika finally visits you, but its not for the date you had envisioned. she asks for your help.

notes: its finally here! so, so sorry about the delay... finals attempted to kick my ass, but fortunately, i won! passed A+P final with an 89 :) thank you all for being patient and very invested as to when the new chapters were set to come out. it means the world to me when you guys drop a message in my inbox, whether i've answered them or not! as always, this was proofread by the one and only @massiveragingdyke! hope you all enjoy <3 the next chapter will be out in about three days!

p.s for all my perverts… the next chapter is pure smut pls hold your horses

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growing up rough meant a lot of things. it meant you acted rough, talked rough, and a lot of times, it meant you looked rough. as you prepare for sevika's visit, which you're not even sure will happen because of how vague she was, you've never felt more panicked or conscious of yourself. since you woke up, you've been cleaning every crevice of your home. about four hours later, you'd taken a bath, and then you'd scrubbed every crevice of yourself. once you'd finished that, you'd gotten started on making something for sevika to eat.

as you do all of this, a nagging part of you asks you why it is that you're doing all of this. not once had you ever had an interest in anyone like this, nor did you have any interest in showing off or proving yourself to someone. but for sevika?

the morning after you'd invited her over, you went into town to go shopping. you'd used three dollars out of that job you'd worked, and you'd spent it on some clothes and food. now, another day later, you're anxiously trying on the outfit. its not anything sexy or revealing, its just something other than britches and rags.

smoothing down your shirt, you nearly jump out of your skin when you hear a knock at the door. "don't come in!" you scream from your bedroom. what's worse is you hear a quiet laugh from outside the door. patting your hair down slightly, you let out a loud exhale, finally making it to the door. when you open it, your eyes gaze upwards, falling on sevika.

she looks absolutely gorgeous. in its place, she's wearing a black tank top, cropped to highlight her abdomen. atop that, her signature red poncho is in place; you'd never really expected her to go anywhere without it anyhow. today, instead of wearing her worn pair, she seems to be wearing a new pair of jeans. "well, don't you look nice?" you nearly murmur, in awe of how beautiful she looks. her hair is brushed out neatly, with a hat perched on her head.

slowly, she removes it and holds it to her chest, never prying her eyes away from you. "you look stunnin'," she comments. "i'm," its as if she's searching for the right words to say. "i'm a real lucky woman."

"suppose i am too," you smile up at her. "you gon' come in, or you gonna keep gawking from the door?" god, you feel so giddy. "you hungry? made you a little something."

sevika doesn't step any further, seeming somewhat embarassed. "listen," she starts. "i hate to ask this of a lady. i know this was s'posed to be our…" she inhales. "…little date night," she continues after a short pause. "but i need your help with somethin'. you don't need to accept, but i'd 'preciate it dearly."

eyebrows knitting, you look at her with confusion. "well, depends on what it is," you conclude.

"robbing a feller," sevika admits, her tone laced with embarassment. "i couldn't fool him. neither could none of my men. but word has it, he's a real sucker for the ladies. and i knew just the pretty girl to swoon him over for the night and take what's in his pockets after."

scoffing, you cross your arms. real charmer. "let me get this straight. you want me to skip our date, which i wasn't even positive you were coming to because you never gave me a clear answer, to go out and rob some poor feller who i don't even know is guilty?"

"you don't got to agree to it. i just figured it wouldn't hurt askin'," sevika mutters, clearly somewhat dejected. "sorry i disturbed your night, doll."

"hey. i ain't say no. what's my cut?"

sevika lets out a loud sigh, not at all surprised. "y'know, only you would ask for the pay rather than be offended you were chosen. i'll give you 50 percent, yeah?"

quite honestly, you didn't mind spending your day like this. "we taking both horses or just yours?" you ask, grabbing your hat from the hook you'd placed next to your door. after perching it onto your head, you shut the door behind you, walking down the path with sevika.

"just one, baby," she replies. "we'll take mine."

"you sure this ain't an excuse to have me riding with you?" you question as she helps you up onto the horse. all she gives you is a shrug, no response. "this a bit of a shame," you tell her. "bought this outfit just for you. you best hope it don't get muddy when i rob this guy."

when you wrap your arms around sevika's waist, you hear her breath stutter for a moment. "well, you don't need to worry 'bout that, sweetheart. if it gets soiled, i'll buy you a new set, whatever you want."

"what you need from this guy anyhow?" you replied, trying to act cool about the way her body is pressed against yours. "not often you'd need a specfic guy, i reckon."

sevika sighs. "he stole somethin' from my boss," she huffs. "need to get it back, per silco's orders. but clearly, it ain't goin' so well." sevika brings her horse around the back of the joint, keeping it out sight. "you stay here, girl." the horse neighs, almost politely. sweet. sevika helps you down from the horse, admiring your outfit as she had when she first laid her eyes on you today. "if that outfit gets ruined, i'll buy you the same one again," she reaffirms. "you look good, baby."

"so you've told me," you remark. "stay focused." if she kept making comments like that, you were bound to get distracted too. "can't walk in together now. it'll be suspicious. how 'bout you lurk somewhere around while i try and reel him in?"

sevika nods. "yes ma'am. just try an' grab his wallet. he's smarter than to be wearin' the thing he stole. it's probably in there." she looks down at you, observing. her hand comes forward, taking your hat off your head. upon seeing the sour look on your face, a smile grows on her lips. "don't worry. you'll get it back. i'm just sure he'll know its mine if he spots it on your head." momentarily, she holds it to her chest. its as if she's considering something. after a moment, she cranes her head down, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek. "you be safe, y'hear me? don't stir no more trouble than what's necessary."

"you got it bad already," you tease. "i managed to outsmart you. i reckon i'll be fine." sevika turns her head away, somewhat flustered. emerging out of the alley, you head to the front entrance, pushing the doors open. there's a couple eyes on you, but soon enough, they look away. lucky you, the man's sitting right at the counter. walking right up, you sit next to him, waving over the bartender. "rum and coke," is all you order. as you look over at the man, you realize he's quite old. his cup seems even older. "what the hell's in that? you wring the moonshine dry and leave only the alcohol?"

thankfully, the lad lets out a nice chuckle. "you're free to sip at it. its called irish whiskey."

raising an eyebrow, you cautiously decline. "i know better than to take drinks from strangers."

he turns to look at you. "well," he rouses. "shouldn't you know better than to come to a bar all on your own? what's someone like you doin' all alone here on a sunday night?"

shit. he sounds suspicious. luckily, you can sound philisophical if you need be. "well, i do know that," you replied. "but i also know how to fend for myself, sir. that ain't somethin' you should go doubting." he seems to take the bait. "that ain't something nobody should doubt." the bartender slides you the rum and coke and you sip at it. after a moment, you turn back to him. "if i'm bein' honest," you start. "you look fairly well off. more than that, you look quite… not as strong as some of the people 'round here. what are you doing alone on a sunday night?"

"nobody won't dare try me on a sunday night," he says ominously. "nobody won't."

looking at him, you decide not to prod further. "well," you shrug. "i like that way of thinkin'. know what? ain't nobody gon' try me neither."

he holds his glass up to you. "here's to it, hon." well, shit. whatever. your drink clanks against his, and you take a large sip. "y'know, this irish whiskey somethin' special. let me tell you now. down in ireland…" though you enjoyed irish tales, you enjoyed men jabbering on while you robbed them even more. as he speaks, you discretely unhook his wallet from his chain. he sure do seem smart. too bad he ain't as smart as you. you slip the wallet into your waistband, tucked right next to your cattlemen. "…the irish building america! y'hear that?"

although you were about to give him a half-assed reply, the door to the bar opens. you recognize that bandana; its one of silco's men. he charges right towards you. holy shit. he knows you've been banging one of his associates. oh god. you might have to kill this guy—

oh. its dustin.

"hey," his voice is nasally, and its honestly making your skin crawl. good heavens. "you said you'd be back by now, and its by now."

your eyes dart to the man, and then back to dustin. sevika must've sent him in to get you out. "i do apologize, sir, this—" you speak to the man. "this here my brother. he had an accident when he were young, hit his head on a plank'a wood. he— he must be needin' me home." quickly, you stand up. "it was truly nice meetin' you, sir."

all he gives you is a nod as you very begrudgingly grab hold of dustin's arm and drag him out of the bar. he is sweaty, and you do not want to concern yourself as to why that is. when you get outside, he leads you to an alley where sevika had been watching from. "you real dirty, sending this one in to help." you hand her the wallet, but for some lingering reason, you feel suspicious. "somethin' ain't too right about this, sev. couldn't have been that easy."

"or maybe you're doubtin' yourself," sevika replies, taking the wallet from you. upon looking inside of it, she kisses her teeth. "shit. you were right."

"best we get a move on now," you tell her. "i'm assumin' he's already aware we thievin'. ain't long before he catches up." nodding, sevika leads you back to her horse, helping you up. dustin has long disappeared, doing lord knows what. he's not quite your concern. "what is it exactly that the man stole? i mean, he's pretty old looking. he don't seem to be no harm."

"weren't no cash," sevika explains. "some sort of bracelet. well, necklace, it was. damn thing was massive. it weren't silco's, actually. it was his daughter's, man stole it when it fell offa her."

with your arms are secure around sevika's waist, your body presses comfortably against hers once again. you hadn't realized how chilly it was getting until now. "how'd you fall in with that lot anyhow?" you inquire.

"story for 'nother time, sweetheart." she replies, rather vaguely. always with the mysterious answers. "i haven't exactly asked you how it is that you became a scammer, now have i?"

"well, you should," you replied. the horse trots along the trail, the wind blowing against your already cold skin. letting out a quiet sigh, you press your cheek against sevika's back. for a moment, you feel her stiffen— but soon after, her body relaxes.

sevika smells so, so good.

"you ain't so bad to take hustling," sevika comments. "should bring you around more often, sweet thing."

before you can make remark back at her, everything stops. someone else's horse rams into all three of you at full speed. you're knocked right off, a considerable distance away from sevika and her horse. the sound of sevika hitting the ground makes you ill. "shit," she curses. your eyes fall not on sevika, but on both horses that were now lying on the ground.

when you turn, your eyes are met with two men on horses, one holding a rifle to sevika's head. the man from the bar. the other man is holding a revolver to yours. the third man is on the floor, unconscious. he risked his own life and the horse's life for this shit. what a bastard, you think. "you," the man looks down at sevika. "you think you're so slick, don't you? hiring some cheaped up girl to try and rob from me? you ain't as smart as you think."

there's blood pouring from sevika's nose. she must've hit the ground face first, you think. the other man, the one with the revolver, he's giving you an incredibly nasty look.

sevika holds her hands up, knowing she's outnumbered. "just let the lady leave," she mutters. "she ain't got no business her. i slid her two dollars to try and swipe your shit. weren't her fault, was jus' easy money." she can't possibly be trying to let you go. as she jabbers on, the man's accomplice binds sevika's hands with rope while you sit to the side, watching. "y' act like you ain't never picked up no whores to do some cheap labor."

oh, you're going to tear her head off right after, even though you know she's just talking. the man chuckles at the comment, the same way he'd laughed at you in the bar. "and you think you any better 'cause you "respect" them? i'll tell you this, you ain't. at all." both of the men seem to have their attention focused on sevika. eyes focused, you watch as they dismount their horses, approaching sevika. "on that matter, i got a whole lot i'd like to tell you. silco's lap dog, right in front of my eyes." the man reels back for a moment. sevika is planning something, but what, you're not sure.

you don't really care all that much to find out once you see the man's leg extending back. pulling the cattlemen from your waistband, you fire twice— one connects with the bar man's neck, and the other penetrated the accomplice's head.

"fucking hell." sevika pants.

you scoff quietly. "must'a forgot i was me. damn bastards." immediately, you turn to the two horses. for the most part, they both seem okay. they've finally wobbled back up, standing on their two feet. the man unconscious beside them does not seem dead, rather passed out drunk. well, he's not your issue anymore. you hitch his horse to the tree beside you, and finally, your eyes meet sevika. "you must have somethin' for being tied up. ain't the first time i caught you like this."

sevika turns her face away, seemingly flustered. "you ain't see the part where i wasn't the one wrappin' myself up?" immediately, you cut the ropes loose.

finally rising to her feet, her hands hold your face. "you ain't hurt, are you?" she asks. "i'm sorry i got you caught up in this mess. you look scared to death."

in response, you raise an eyebrow at her. "you're the one with blood pouring from your nose. and i wasn't scared, not one bit. was just playin' helpless so they didn't suspect i had nothin' on me." shaking her head, sevika holds you close to her chest. "i'm serious, sevika. i'm fine.'

"this ain't for you. i'm the one who got frightened." sevika replied, which makes you let out a quiet laugh.

pulling away, you look up at her. "well, good thing i was 'round to save you." unbuttoning your shirt, you're left in just a white tank top. you press it to sevika's face to clear up the blood, which she seems grateful for. "there's a stream down by my place. we can get you washed up." when sevika nods, you pull the shirt from her nose.

she seems to have a physical reaction. "good lord," she mutters. "you just walk around with all that." when you give her a confused look, things become a lot clearer when you notice how flustered she looks.

"you're more of a pervert than you let on, you know that?" you tell sevika, walking with her back to her horse. "you owe me a shirt." sevika walks around to where the man from the bar lays still, shaking his pockets for all his money. and there it is, out falls the missing bracelet. at least you found what you were looking for.

when you both get mounted to the horse, sevika wraps her poncho around your shoulders. "sorry," she apologizes. 'you're just real beautiful. never seen nobody like you before, sweetheart. pretty hard not to ogle you." the horse accelerates to a trot. "i'll try to keep my comments to myself."

"that ain't necessary," you tell her, your fingers carding through her hair. "was only teasing you." your lips move forward, pressing against the back of sevika's neck. "you called me a whore back there."

immediately, sevika apologizes once again. "i ain't mean it. hope you know that," she explains. "just wanted to get them away from you." you feel sevika physically shiver as you press gentle kisses against her.

"i know," you murmur. "but next time we go on a job, just know i ain't running. i'm in this with you now." finally, the horse slows next to the stream. "let's get this mess off your face, yeah?" when you both get off the horse, your first instinct is to run your fingers through the water. "shit. thats cold," you mutter. its long grown dark, likely around 10 PM now. "c'mere, sit down. i'll clean you up." without a second to spare, sevika takes a seat on the cold grass as you run your shirt through the water to get it damp. after wringing the water out, you sit in front of her; she pulls you into her lap, allowing you to get the blood off her face. "was this all just from your nose?" you inquire. "you ain't hurt nowhere else?"

"no ma'am," she replies, clearly loving the attention. rolling your eyes, you press a kiss to her temple. after her face is wiped clean of any blood or dirt, you remove yourself from her lap, wringing out all the blood from the shirt and washing it in the river. a moment later, sevika is beside you, washing her hands of the blood that'd been on it from when she ransacked the man of his savings. tossing the wet shirt to the side, you sigh as you sit back on the grass next to sevika, not quite ready to leave yet. "you alright?" sevika asks, sitting beside you once again.

your eyes fall on her first, and then they return to the mountains in the distance. "i'm fine," you tell her. "just looks real pretty out tonight. 'least something good came out of this, yeah?"

taking your hand into hers, sevika responds. "i reckon you were the good part," she replies. "i know i said i weren't ready for nothing with nobody. but— but you're a real strange lady. never met no one who could lie and steal and shoot the way you do." although partly she seems embarassed, she seems extremely vulnerable as well.

"wouldn't have guessed those were the qualities you looked for in a lady," you replied. "but since you ain't saying it outright, i like you too, sevika."

for a moment, she turns her head away. "this ain't no part of your act, is it? you ain't just gonna lure me in and steal my shit?"

a bit of guilt resurfaces as she says that. "no, i ain't taking your shit. matter of fact, you still got my wallet, sevika." wanting to allievate that doubt, you respond again. "you forgettin' i inviteed you to where i live and asked you on a date, miss. i ain't stupid. wouldn't have you if i didn't want you." letting out a quiet breath, sevika returns the wallet to you. curiously, you open it up. there was like, 12 cents in there when you'd left it…

holy shit.

"sevika, i think you left 20 dollars in here," you tell her.

shaking her head, sevika responds. "its for you. it weren't right, you giving me half that bounty money. its yours."

"you—"

"no arguing," sevika tells you. "you use that and get yourself some nice new clothes, sweetheart. you deserve it." sevika's eyes move to the mountain scape ahead of you. "can't believe you got all this to yourself. livin' down here must be nice."

its been a few years since you got the cabin. life is peaceful down here. you're not struggling for housing, but food and water, that's a different story. "you could find somewhere nice if you weren't runnin' around all the time." sevika seems to hesitate before laying her head in your lap. shit, you could eat her alive. "reckon you don't get much rest, do you?"

"not really," sevika mutters. "you're like a breath of fresh air. even though i'm still theivin', its nice to have some sort of partner."

hand on her cheek, you look down at her. "could head back to my place," you murmur. "get you some proper rest."

a quiet breath escapes sevika. "reckon if we head back to yours, neither of us gon' get much rest." she pauses, before adding one more statement. "how about just a few more minutes out here? just me an' you."

thumb brushing across her face, you agree. "just me and you."

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[sevikascumrag]

i have no art skills whatsoever so this might not make sense but i pretty please request sevika biting down on someone, ANYONES bicep 😳 or the other way around whatever you want.

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no bicep biting but✌️🥹

[massiveragingdyke]

helloooo…. finally done with this project that lwk sent me into a spiral after eight months of running out of yarns and getting distracted by other projects !!

anyways here’s another sevika tapestry + my kitty’s paws 🐾

[femme-4-butches]

"When It's All Said n' Done", Olivia Morgan, 2024.

The series, titled "When It's All Said n' Done," seeks to depict an intimate scene between two Black masc lesbians, showcasing the romance, vulnerability, and femininity that exists between them. It also captures the moment after they have shared their most sacred parts, questioning whether they need to resume the facade of heteronormative masculinity and revert to the gender-normative roles imposed on them by others.

There is tension, there is ease, there are these moments in between where time is lost and the word masculinity and femininity don’t easily exist, there is only gentility and care moments where we feel bare and full all at the same time! When it’s all said and done we just screaming and reaching to be felt, reaching for some sense of our unbiased selves, pure and in love.

[rodrickheffeley]

well im not the moon im not even a star

[simplytomh]

the animators made an actors au so here’s them during a puppy interview

[hotmusclebabe]

ghost hunting

sevika x reader, 2.4k words

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tags: can be read as romantic or platonic w/ sevika, ghost hunting, mild references to the "voidgrub" from league of legends (author literally took it off of the LOL wiki pls dont attack me if its inaccurate), canon centric, set right after silco takes in powder, powder is jinx's daughter, sfw, mild violence and usage of a gun, bad language

summary: after silco takes in powder, he's been told that there are ghosts in the ventilation system in which powder's been staying. to ensure nothing's amiss, he sends you and sevika to check it out.

notes: so somebody...... has been rewatching buzzfeed unsolved as they study for finals, and got inspired to write a sevika fic. my butch bum @massiveragingdyke was finally awake to proofread!! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ sorry if this is a little cringe, i felt very compelled to channel my inner 2019 self... hope you guys enjoy it!

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although she's sweet, and cute as a button, you're convinced silco's daughter powder is absolutely nuts. moreover, you're beginning to think that silco is going crazy as well.

the poor girl's been having hallucinations. you're not positive about what exactly happened with her sister and her family, but what you are sure of is that it was bound to have some sort of effect on her. having established her mental peril, she is convinced that there are ghosts in the old ventilation shaft. that's ridiculous, and you know it. however, silco doesn't seem to think so.

he says he's been seeing them too. is crazy contagious now?

anyhow, he's enlisted you and sevika to "scope things out" in there. what a ridiculous idea, you thought, but he was dead serious. not only does he want you to check out the main vents, he wants you to walk through the entirety of the system to make sure nothing is amiss. the most there would be is probably some shriveled up shimmer addict taking cover, not something supernatural.

silco's provided you with some sort of contraption his daughter created. its some sort of voice box for the spirits to communicate to "your dimension." when he'd handed you that, you felt compelled to offer to foot the bill for powder to go to piltovan therapy.

when you meet sevika in the bar, she looks just as annoyed as you. "fucking insane," she mutters to herself. "you know this is insane, right? because it is."

shrugging, you slip an extra flashlight into your pocket and tie your hair out of your face. the best you can, that is. "i think its just to give powder some peace of mind."

"no," sevika retorts. "he's seriously sending us as his sacrifices."

stopping, you look up at her. "you can't seriously think ghosts are real too, sevika." she doesn't respond, affirming your accusation. "oh my god. am i the only one who's not a fucking nut?"

"when the ghosts disrespect you, don't seem so surprised." sevika tells you, and you look at her with disbelief.

sighing, you head up the stairs with her. "whatever. let's go." sevika follows behind you, looking strangely serious. for the better half of two years, you and sevika have been close. something akin to friends, but a little more than that. despite this time frame of knowing her, she still manages to surprise you. "what time is it?"

"three in the morning," you raise an eyebrow. its 2:56. "well, just about. why?"

"this is when they're active."

"you can't possibly be serious." you stare at her. "are you scared of ghosts?"

snorting, sevika opens the door to the vent. "they should be scared of me." so, she is scared. nice. sadly, you'll have to use it against her.

"how are we doing this?" you ask sevika. the vents are dark, and they smell like mildew. its no surprise powder thinks they're haunted. you can't imagine an 8 year old walking around these parts on her own. "you wanna split up?"

"that's how people die," sevika responds. "idiot."

"that's hot idiots die," you correct. "i'm a little smarter than that."

letting out a quiet huff, sevika turns her flashlight on, looking through the tunnel. "powder said a little girl died here. she said she can hear her at night."

"yeah? powder said that?" you inquire. "the 8 year old is your boss no— ow!" sevika had gently socked your shoulder, but hard enough to get you to shut up. "i still don't get why this is relevant. can't we just walk through and tell her we… exorcised the demons, and then get it done with? she's 8, she'll believe us."

"no." sevika says flatly. "come on." as you venture further and further into the tunnel, you feel… nothing. although the dark is a bit unsettling, the last thing on your mind is demons and demi-gorgons. sevika walks close by you, but a bit ahead of you. sweet. she's protecting you from danger, at least. "turn the channeling device on."

frowning, you look at her. "the fucking what?" sevika snatches it from you, turning it on. rolling your eyes, you give her a dirty glare. "you know just as well as i do that's not doing shit." sevika ignores your feedback, and static noises pour from the device and cloud the air. sevika stops in the corridor before entering the main room, speaking out to the ghosts.

"if you are present in this room with us," sevika starts, and you try your best not to laugh. "make yourself known." the static buzzes and buzzes, and a few times, lets out some unintelligible noises that sound somewhat akin to human. somewhat. otherwise, it just sounds like some odd manufactured toy. "see? its speaking."

eyebrows raised, you cross your arms. "yeah? wanna tell me what its saying?"

sevika has no defense. instead, she says, "shut the hell up." a smirk plays at your lips as you watch her do her thing. never would have though the scary woman of zaun would be afraid of ghosts. "make yourself known," she repeats. "before we part from this location."

"why're you speaking like a pastor?" you question.

"so it'll be afraid of me," sevika retorts. "you wouldn't understand."

shrugging, you head to the door. "seems like nothing's here, sev. are we going now?" begrudgingly, sevika follows along with you, heading into the main air vent. this is where powder usually stays; its an air shaft of what used to be a ventilation system for the miners. now, its abandoned, and the propellers are makeshift walkways. the center is where most of powder's stuff is. as you walk, there's a banging noise, likely a toy falling onto the ground. sevika flinches, and it looks like she's going to jump out of her skin. "oh my god. sevika. it was probably one of her toys—" she turns the volume on the channeling device higher, and you sigh.

"if there are any demons or entities in this room, make yourself known," sevika shouts out. "we mean no harm!" she means no harm, you think, rolling your eyes. the static buzzes once more, and then a single word comes out: warm. what the hell does that mean? "warm? are you in a place that's warm?" sevika questions again.

frowning, you lean against the wall, observing sevika's concentrated face. and then a sinister thought comes into your mind. "sev," you tell her. "maybe she needs to hear both of us to trust us." sevika gives you a look, one that says, go on. shouting out, you call to the "ghosts." "if there are any demons present, we invite you to speak to us!"

"what the hell?" sevika scowls. "don—"

"if there are any demons present," you yell again. "the vessel of sevika is open for you to possess!"

sevika looks like she wants to kill you. "that— i redact that statement!" she shouts. "what is your problem—"

"fine, fine," you frown. probably not the best idea to curse sevika, real or not. "correction, i invite you to take over my vesse—" sevika's large bicep comes around your head, muffling your voice. annoying, but not the worst way to go. when you gently pry her forearm away from your face, you look up at her. "what's your problem? i'm cursing myself, not you."

"well, that'd be an issue for both of us. knock it off." sevika lets go of you, setting a flashlight that's powered off onto powder's desk. "if there are any entities in this room, turn the flashlight on." your eyes fall on the flashlight, and for a moment, nothing happens. and then the flashlight flickers. sevika looks at it, and then you, looks at the flashlight again, and then at you again. like its some sort of a-ha moment.

shrugging, you speak now. "if there are any entities in this room, turn the flashlight off." the light flicks off, but goes back on again. you raise an eyebrow at sevika, as if to ask what the hell that's supposed to mean. she doesn't respond. "if you are an entity that wants to take over my body, turn the flashlight off." again, you wait for the flashlight to turn off, but nothing happens. "…if you are an entity that wanted to possess sevika's body, turn the flashlight off." sevika stares intently at the flashlight, waiting for a response. its almost as if there's nothing there—

and then it flickers off.

sevika looks absolutely devastated. you've done enough holding back; you fully laugh at her now. "you can't have this vessel," she shouts. "its mine. go possess some place else."

"getting disrespectful with the demons doesn't seem good, sev," you tell her. "maybe want to rephrase?"

"no." sevika responds. "this room is clear. there's one more left." walking alongside sevika, you head over to the vent on the opposite side. there's one more opening, a small tunnel. as you head towards it, your shoe catches on a grate on the ground, and you nearly fall flat on your face. sevika's arm extends out, wrapping beneath your chest before you can fall. slightly embarrassed, you retort. "that was the ghost."

there's a smirk lingering on sevika's face. "so now they're real?"

"shut up." you reply, opening up the last vent. "go on. i'll be.. chivalrous this time."

"by making me go first?" sevika scoffs. "yeah. you're a real gentlemen." stepping through the gate, there's a bit of a drop down, a small step. sevika reaches the floor first, and once she does, her hand extends to yours. holding onto her, she helps you onto the level. "alright?"

nodding, you look around the tunnel. this isn't really one anyone goes in, not powder nor silco. "what's this one here for?"

"abandoned," sevika shrugs. "too far from the main propellers." the static device had still been on, but you'd grown accustomed to the sound.

eyes trailing over to sevika, your eyes focus on the device. "turn that off for a sec," you instruct. sevika does what you asked, and you listen intently to the tunnel. "do you hear that?" you ask her. "its like… some sort of dripping noise." sevika's eyes narrow down towards where the sound is coming from. without a second thought, she pulls her pistol from her waistband. "okay, i don't think anything is ever that serio—" before you can even finished your sentence, something that sounds akin to a… boar mixed with a rhinoceros? it charges down the tunnel, straight towards you and sevika. its 2 feet tall— it has some sort of horn, eyes on the left and right side of its head, and a mouth filled to the brim with teeth. absolutely fucking not. you shriek, ducking behind sevika. she's got that.

holding her left arm forward, she fires four shots as the creature pummels towards you, all the shots connecting. by the fourth, the thing finally rolls over and passes. "fucking hell," you move out from behind her. "what on earth is that?"

"glad you were such a help," sevika turns, raising an eyebrow at you. her face is covered in green goo, the creature's blood.

you back away from her. "oh hell no," you say immediately. "love you. but you're not coming anywhere near me," you step away from her, instead stepping towards the creature. "you seen one of these before?"

sevika shakes her head. "not up here," she tells you. "they're from farther below. don't know how this fucker got up here. they like to eat dead people." face contorting in disgust, you move away from the thing. "should tell silco we got rid of what was scaring powder."

"i've got a better idea for you," you reply, turning back to sevika with a raised eyebrow aa you look at her dirtied face. she needs a bath, immediately. sevika gives you a deadpanned face, clearly not pleased with the situation. then, she lets out a quiet sigh, which confused you. it wasn't an annnoyed one, it sounded sort of… sad? "what the hell's up with you?"

frowning, sevika turns to you. "listen," she tells you. "you were right."

"yeah," you reply. "about what?"

she still doesn't break, which confuses you further. "about me having a fear of ghosts." your face perplexed, you continue to stare at her. she can tell she's making no sense, so she elaborates. "i still… think i feel scared."

staring at her, you've got no idea what she's going on about. "what?"

"could you hold me?"

"you bitch," you quickly move away from her. "absolutely not. sevik—" she's too fast, and far, far too strong from you. you attempt to evade her, but ultimately, she did have to help you get down from the door. her arms wrap your waist, and she's sure to press her cheek against yours. now you've got green monster goo all over you. "fucking abhorrent. i hate you."

"uh huh," sevika replies, clearly satisfied. "i'll drag the thing out of here." sevika pulls away, admiring the goo she got all over you. "well, now you can at least pretend you did something to help." shaking your head, you watch as sevika toss the creature over her shoulders.

"scared of ghosts but not scared of whatever the hell that is," you scoff, walking beside her as you exit the tunnel. as she did before, she helps you up first, before she steps up from the level herself.

this time, sevika is honest. "i wasn't scared," she admits. "but having you here helped. i'm serious."

looking over at her, a smile tugs at your lips. "aww, sev," leaning over, you press a kiss to her cheek. immediately, you spit. "oh god. that tastes disgusting. don't do that." weird creature blood goo was not exactly planned upon. rolling her eyes, sevika opens the door for you, allowing you to step out before her.

time to report to silco about the lack of ghosts and demons.

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[hotmusclebabe]

Hcs of sevika dating reader whose a diva

sevika x diva reader

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notes: hope this is close to what you wanted, anon! i tried my best! just a heads-up, this is not proofread... blame @massiveragingdyke for being asleep when i did this lol

tags: sevika x diva!reader, reader is a little mean to sevika, sevika dislikes reader a little in the beginning, sevika is cute and chivalrous, clingy sevika, feminine reader, mostly sfw, no nsfw themes i can think of lol

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what most attracted sevika to you was not just your sense of style, but your attitude. no one in the city would have the gall to speak to sevika the way that you do.

for quite some time, sevika had some beef with you and she absolutely despised the way you spoke to her. she's silco's right hand, and no diva is going to speak to her the way they please. when she tries to confront you, she finds out pretty quickly that trying to intimidate you wasn't going to help.

yesterday, you'd taken her designated seat without much care. she decided, perhaps just this once, she'll let it slide. its just a chair. its not that important. however, you sit in her spot again today— and she is absolutely not having it. walking right up to you with confidence, sevika left arm is leaning against the counter as she speaks to you. "you're in my chair," she tells you, her voice stern. "let it slide yesterday. today, you need to move." turning your head towards her, you look her up and down, giving her a dirty look. "find another chair. i'm sitting here." sevika is in near shock as you turn away again, not giving her even a second further of your time. you just continue your conversation as if she hadn't said a word to you. what on earth???

though sevika had intially been irritated at your sassy attitude and rudeness, she figures something else out fairly quickly.

it turns her on. a lot.

sevika enjoys that you don't speak to her like she's silco's right hand— you treat her like any other person in the bar. from then on, she starts trying to win you over. buying you drinks and complimenting your outfit, scaring away any guys or ladies trying to hit on you. you had noticed, obviously, but you were completely unsure as to why. you're an asshole to her. why on earth would she want this?

"go to hell" reader x "already there, babe" sevika hehe

one day, you finally ask her what the hell was up with her. the woman who's supposedly the toughest in zaun is swooning over some diva in a bar who won't even give her the light of day— that just doesn't make sense to you.

its one in the morning. most of the people in the last drop have either left or passed out, leaving only the closing staff and four people, including you and sevika. the outfit you'd worn had been cute when you left, but in the late of the night, it was bound to be freezing outside. you should've left far, far earlier. a loud sigh escapes you when you feel someone sit beside you; you don't even have to look to know who it is. "why are you still here if you aren't drunk?" you question. "could ask you the same thing." sevika's eyes are trailing your arms, and she takes notices of the goosebumps that have raised as a result of the cold temperature. "why haven't you left yet?" taking an uninterested sip of your drink, you shrug. "i don't know." you ordered this soda an hour ago, and now its gone flat. eugh. "let me walk you home," sevika offers, and you feel her cloak gently drape your shoulders. though usually you would've thrown it off and told her to eat shit, you can't deny how warm it is. "you in a mood or something?" "no," you respond, standing up. "just cold. you can walk me home just— walk at a distance. i don't want to be seen with you." "the whole point of me walking you home is so that people know not to give you shit," sevika tells you, leading you out of the bar. she follows along by your side, ensuring that no one is around to surprise you. god, you're exhausted. what did you even do at the bar today? "seriously. something is up with you," sevika inquires, her eyes studying your facial expression. "what is it?" when you reach your door, you look up at her. "why the hell are you doing this?" you finally ask. "i'm nothing but a bitch to you. what, are you thinking you're gonna get something out of this? because you're not. something is up with you. i don't get why you seem to like me so much." sevika seems somewhat surprised at your outburst. however, she replies with honesty. "thats what i like about you," sevika tells you. "you don't treat me like i'm silco's right hand. you treat me—" "like you're a piece of shit," you interrupt. "which i think you are. what's so attractive to you about that?" its almost as if she's flustered. "you see who i really am. not what i can do for you." her eyes trail away from you. "keep the poncho. i've got a spare." now you feel conflicted. quite honestly, you'd never put much thought into the fact that sevika wanted you; you'd thought it was just some silly thing that would blow over. but now? now you're overthinking it. "wait," you call out to her before she leaves. she pauses, giving you a confused expression. shaking your head, you lean your head forward, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "thanks, for walking me home." sevika nods, turning around and leaving like its no big deal. oh, she's over the fucking moon.

when you and sevika start dating, she doesn't really try to get a handle on your attitude. why would she? its why she fell in love with you. but don't get things twisted, she will absolutely sass you back. this woman is a bit of a diva herself. with her sarcasm, you've got some fierce competition.

she adores taking you out and showing you off. it gives her smug satisfaction, knowing that you undeniably turned heads, but no one could ever touch you. well, they could try. but they wouldn't see the light of day again if they did.

when you're at home together, she's a bit of a velcro girlfriend. not that you mind at all.

but seriously. she loves touching you, all the time, even if its minor. sometimes, you'll have to pry her off of you.

by some miracle, sevika had gotten a day off work. how she chose to spend it? attached to your side in bed. its about 11:37 in the morning, and both of you are still in bed. you hadn't minded it before, but now, you've got to use the bathroom. "sevika. get off. i need to pee." "if you love me you'll hold it," sevika mutters without much energy into your neck. rolling your eyes, you gently nudge her away. "your breath smells like shit. and i've been holding it. move." her lips press against your neck, and you physically recoil. "did you not hear me? your breath fucking reeks. get off." "we're breaking up tomorrow," sevika grumbles, releasing her grip on your body and turning away from you. sitting up in bed and stretching, you scoff. "can't wait." you pull yourself out of bed, heading straight for the bathroom. once you finish your business, you wash your hands and dry them on a hand towel before you head back to bed. when you return, you sit on the bed instead of laying down next to her. "you planning on getting out of bed?" nails running through her hair, you gently massage her scalp. she works hard, you know that. "its almost 12. wouldn't want you to waste your day off in bed like a loser." "guess i'm a loser," she mutters. "stop touching me. you're contagious. i don't want your germs." that elicits an eye roll from you, but nonetheless, you remove your hands from her head. "i lied. put it back." you knew she was going to do that. letting out a quiet laugh, you lay down next to her again, and she's quick to wrap her arms around you. "you don't have to stay in bed with me." pressing your head against hers, you sigh. "i know i don't. i don't have to do anything. i wouldn't be cuddled up against you if i didnt want to be here." sevika presses a kiss to your forehead, but this time, you don't dodge it or run away. "do you love me?" sevika whispers. "i'm going to kill you." "great. i'll meet you at the same place, then."

sevika and a diva reader, match made in heaven. no matter what, she's always going to be infatuated with you <3

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sevika x reader, 3k words

summary: sevika takes care of the undercity, and you take care of her. every morning, she starts her day right: she receives a goodbye kiss from you. however, when you leave in a hurry and forget her kiss, her entire day at work seems to be ruined. good thing you're there to fix it when she comes home.

tags: butch4butch, butch!reader x sevika, submissive sevika, sevika is a little dramatic, fingering, strap usage, sevika receiving strap, slight overstimulation, cunnilingus, comfort/cuddling after sex

notes: a few of you requested butch/masc reader with sevika! i promise i didn't forget about my beautiful butches and mascs <3 i'll likely start working on another butch! reader fic after i finish the cowboy multichap (one thing at a time..) as always, this was approved and actually requested by the butch ever, @massiveragingdyke . hope you guys enjoy this as much as she did!!

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every day, you arrived home a little earlier than sevika did. that being said, you left earlier for work in the morning then she did, too. without fail, every morning, you pressed a kiss to her temple before you headed out the door. your mornings had a specific system; get ready, make breakfast, kiss your girlfriend goodbye.

despite working a different job than sevika, you knew that it could be stressful for her sometimes. when you met sevika, she was a somewhat different person than she is now. before, it was bars, whiskey for breakfast, and two hours of sleep a night. she never took care of herself.

with you, though? if she were too tired to get out of bed, you'd brush her teeth for her. sevika does so much for the undercity, yet there's not a single person in this city that would return the favor.

when you'd started going out with her, she found herself absolutely stunned at just how much you cared for her, even upon your first date. she'd never had someone fight with her to hold the door open, nor did she ever have anyone offer to foot the bill. however, the part that entralled sevika the most was that before you'd left, you pressed a kiss to her forehead. was it something groundbreaking? no. but it was foreign, and sevika enjoyed the feeling, especially when it was coming from you.

two years in, you're living together, and now you kiss sevika goodbye before you head out for work.

except for today.

alarm deciding to fuck you over, it didn't go off until thirty minutes after you were supposed to wake up, putting you on a time crunch. although you had time to make sevika a low-effort breakfast, you had to run out the door without a word of goodbye to her.

this seemed to have cursed sevika's day. just as you had, she woke up late as well. except instead of thirty minutes, it'd been an hour, and she had no time to eat breakfast anyhow. already in an irritated mood due to her lack of kisses and lack of breakfast, sevika had arrived to work late. as always, silco ran her around like he always does, and jinx caused a shit ton of trouble that sevika had to clean up after.

every day was the same shit, yet more exhausting.

compared to sevika, your job wasn't nearly as punitive. sure, it had some insignificant setbacks, and people could be annoying, but it wasn't as much of an issue for you as it was for sevika. your work teetered more on labor; working under silco, you run around to his many "establishments" and make sure that his equipment is up and functioning.

when you return home, you find that the breakfast you'd made for sevika had been on the table untouched. you can't be that bad of a cook. frowning, you throw it away, coming to the conclusion that sevika just wasn't that hungry. setting your shoes next to the door, you head straight for the shower, feeling grimey after a long day of work.

after you've gotten yourself ready for bed, you sit against the headboard, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a baggy black t-shirt. sevika is going to be back soon. while you wait for her, your eyes are glued to the TV, the channel set to some reality show.

although you hear the front door open, you don't move towards the source. you figure sevika is bound to enter the bedroom anyhow. you're too comfortable in your spot to move.

however, when sevika calls your name out, you're left slightly confused. sitting up, you shout back. "i'm in the bedroom," you tell her. "what is it?"

"come out here," she insists. shuffling out of bed, you drag yourself into the living room.

yawning, you greet her. "how was work?" you ask, in motion to kiss her cheek. however, she dodges it— physically ducks your kiss. "what the hell is up with that?" sevika grumbles something, and although you'd like to be annoyed by her avoidance of your affection, you can tell something's wrong. "hey. bad day at work?"

"you did this," she accuses.

"great start," you lean in to give her a kiss again, and this time, she doesn't dodge it. hand still on her jaw, you pull away and look at her face. "what happened?"

sevika sighs. "i need to get a shower. i'll tell you after." she had such a flair for dramatics. however, you don't stop her. she probably needs some time to herself.

"whatever you want, baby," you replied, pressing another kiss to her temple just in case. "i'll wait for you in the bedroom. you eat dinner?" sevika grumbles again, which seems to give you your answer. usually, she gets free food from jericho's, which you're assuming still happened but not in the way sevika would have wanted. you return to the bedroom, picking up where you left off on your reality show.

after a few minutes, the water clicks off, and sevika takes a few minutes before exiting the bathroom. she's practically matching you, wearing a pair of boxers and a black tank top. when she enters the bedroom, she sits down on the bed next to you, legs slipping under the covers.

and then she just stares at you.

a smirk tugs at the corner of your lips, but you don't allow yourself to smile just yet. "you gonna say something or are you just gonna stare at me like a little freak?"

"you're supposed to ask me," sevika grumbles in response.

"i don't need to ask you shit," you replied. "and you don't need to ask me anything, either. i've never stopped you from doing whatever you want." sevika mutters something along the lines of, jerk or, dickwad beneath her breath. however, quickly after, she tugs you down onto the bed slightly, laying her head on your chest. a loud, tired breath escapes her, and a larger inhale comes after as she breathes in your scent. you're a bad liar; you do need to ask her. not that this is in any aspect unwelcomed, its unusual for sevika to be this affectionate. her day must've gone terrible. "you wanna tell me what happened now?"

for a moment, sevika doesn't respond. "woke up late," she finally tells you. "didn't get to have breakfast. went to work annoyed. silco was being a dick. jinx was being a monstrosity to all that is holy. had to fend some guys off dustin after he tried to lick them because even though hes a nutcase, silco needs him for shit." as sevika talks, your fingers gently stroke through her soft hair, which she seems to find comfort in. "and then jericho put entire fucking olives in my rice. said he was trying something new. told him he could try the back of my hand."

a quiet laugh escapes you. "maybe don't threaten the man making you food," you tell her. "thought you said it was my fault your day was fucked up. care to elaborate on that?"

a deep sigh escapes sevika's lips. "you didn't kiss me goodbye this morning before you left for work. you cursed me or something."

"that's it?" you question. "sevika, i was running late. i didn't have time. plus, you were dead asleep. snoring, may i add."

"i don't snore," sevika says defensively. "but i didn't feel it, and that ruined my day."

although her presentation of her feelings are dramatic, you know that she must be absolutely exhausted. "i'm sure," you tell her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "i won't forget tomorrow, promise."

adjusting herself on your chest, you feel her arm slip beneath you. "it wasn't you," sevika mutters. "wasn't being that serious. work's just been exhausting. i can't deal with silco and his shit anymore." your arms wrap sevika's shoulders completely, the palm of your hand cradling her head. "after every shitty thing that happened today at work, all i could think about was coming home to you. somehow, you always have some goddamned solution." her breath hitches. "i missed you, so much. even if it was just for a few hours." she lifts her head, craning her neck so she can press her lips against yours. she shifts again, moving so that she's now straddling your thigh. "missed you," sevika repeats as she breaks away to catch her breath. just as quickly as she'd broken away, she returns to desperately kissing you again. its as if she's hungry for it. hands holding both sides of her jaw, you slow her down.

begrudgingly, she seems to follow your pace and rhythm, though its clear she wants more. hands coming up to her waist, you gently pull her down onto your thigh, rubbing her against your taut muscle. her breaths come out shaky and staggered as she fights the urge to chase more of you. "please," she mutters quietly. "don't make me beg. need you right now."

"i know, baby," you mutter, and she lets out a sigh that's clearly laced with frustration. "i know what you need. just let me take care of you." pressing her forehead to yours, her eyebrows clench shut as she rolls her hips against your thighs. "you're gonna have to take these off, sev." your thumb gently tugs at the waistband of her boxers, which she wastes no time in taking off. she sits up, tossing the boxers onto the floor without a care in the world. letting out a quiet laugh, you sit up, opening up the nightstand. with practiced ease, you slip the harness and the attachment on like you've done it a million times before. "how do you want it?"

"huh?" sevika looks at you.

"you wanna be on top of me? or—"

"no," sevika interrupts you immediately. "want you on top."

her insistence surprises you a little, but you absolutely will not deny her. "any reason why?" you ask as you apply lube to the end of the strap. noticing sevika's expression, you gently apply some lube to her slit, rubbing circles around her bundle of nerves.

"like feeling your body weight on top of me," she admits.

pressing a kiss to her neck, you comply. "whatever you want, sevika," you tell her, and she pulls you back towards her again. her mouth is on yours as if she's desperate, as if she hasn't seen you in months. but that can't be, since the last time you had sex was last night. today is different, though. today is needier, more charged. hand slipping between the two of you, you continue to circle sevika's clit, allowing your middle and index fingers to pump in and out of her. quiet, staggered breaths escape her, and she whimpers quietly.

tugging your hand away, you allow the strap to penetrate her weeping folds, and she lets out a quiet moan. your hand comes up to one of her breasts, rolling her areola through her black tank top. "you're so gorgeous," you murmur. "i'm so lucky to have you, sevika." slowly, your hips roll against hers, setting a slow pace to begin with. your lips meet her cheeks. "so pretty," you whisper, your lips meeting her jaw. "you work so hard for me. for us," her arms wrap your neck, fingers tangling into your hair. gradually, your thrusts speed up, as well as deepening. its not long before sevika is writhing beneath you; you knew just how to make a mess out of her.

the room is filled with the sound of sevika's moans, both her arms holding onto you tightly. "shit," a cry interrupts her words. "just like that. mmn, right there…" the noises she makes are raw and vulnerable. she didn't just need the sex, she needed you— she needed to feel you there. "please, need more—"

"you don't have to beg, sevika," you murmur, though it'd be lying if you said the way she was begging wasn't turning you on. as you rut against her, you feel the base of the strap grinding against your own clit.

forehead pressing into the pillow beside sevika's head, your thrusts become nearly messy and erractic, but this only seems to fuel sevika more. "fuck, that—" she whimpers in your ear, her nails and her mech hand digging into your back. that was bound to scar, but you couldn't be more proud of that. "just like that," she begs, her own hips lifting from the bed to chase the friction she was so desperately needing. hands gently tugging at her thighs, her legs wrap your waist, your hips flush against hers as you push inward for each thrust. sevika's grip tightens and you feel her thighs begin to tremble. her moans have devolved to shaky breaths and quiet, needy whimpers. "please, please, i nee…" she can hardly finish her own sentences. you don't want her to anyhow. you muffle her words as you press your lips to hers, your fingers drawing circles to her clit as you continue rolling your hips against hers. her entire body seems to shake, and her hips squirm as she climaxes. she cries your name out, her chest heaving as she tries to recollect her breath. your hips stutter, and you find yourself reaching your own climax near the same interval, just a little later then sevika.

she can take just the tiniest bit more, you decide, rutting your hips against hers as you near your own climax. "just a little more, baby," you assure her, and the moan she releases is guttural as you overstimulate her. her nails drag down your back, which only turns you on more; your eyes clench shut as your abdomen tightens, and your release is soaking through your boxers. whoops. probably should've taken those off before you put the strap on.

when you open your eyes again, sevika is out of breath, her thighs and hands shaking. "shit," you mutter, taking gentle care when you pull out of her. "couldn't have been that good."

though the comment annoys her, sevika is far, far too fucked out to make a jab back. feeling a little light-headed, you decide to just leave the strap on the nightstand. taking a deep breath, you find your footing on the ground, heading into the bathroom to grab a clean rag. you soak it in some water before you return to sevika, who's sitting up in bed now. "you okay?"

"fine," she grumbles, wiping her face. you crane your neck downward to press a kiss right below her eye, which she accepts.

sighing, you sit on the bed. "gotta clean you up," you tell sevika. "unless you want me to lick you clean. which i'm not opposed to. at all."

sevika leans her head against the headboard, still sitting up. without hesitation, she allows her thighs to drift apart. "you know i'm not going to turn that down."

"you know i'm not going to just clean you up," you smirk up at her. usually, she'd meet you back with a furrowed brow. instead, she cards her fingers through your hair gently and looks down at you with a lovestruck expression. "you're sure you can handle another one?" nodding, sevika leans back a little more, preparing herself.

"after the day i've had," sevika mumbles. "fuck, i deserve this."

letting out a quiet laugh, you press kisses along her inner thigh, not leaving any area untouched. her hand is resting on your head, and when you take her clit into your mouth, it tightens. a sharp exhale escapes her, and you know she's already sensitive from the orgasm she'd barely had time to come down from.

sucking lightly, you use your middle and index finger to pump in and out of her. quiet breaths escape her once again, and quickly, her thighs tighten around your head. removing your fingers, you allow your arms to wrap sevika's thighs; your tongue thrusts into sevika's slit, your nose stimulating her sensitive nerves. "you're too good to me," sevika whines. "mmf, fuck.. righ— right there—" her hips grind against your mouth, bucking up towards the stimulation. your vision begins to go a little fuzzy as her thighs tighten further, but you never stop lapping at her pussy, not for a moment. a choked cry escapes her as she finally orgasms right on your tongue, and you swallow every last drop of her.

careful not to overstimulate her once more, you gently lick the area free of any cum. can't let that go to waste. once you're mostly sure you got all of it, you sit up, grabbing the wash cloth from the nightstand and wiping her clean. once you finish, you head into the bathroom and toss your own boxers into the hamper of dirty laundry. you ensure you're clean before you head back into your room, where sevika is laying nearly half dead on the matress. "you okay?" you prod gently, slipping into bed beside her.

"uh huh," she mutters. rolling over, her head is on your chest once again. you press a kiss to her cheek, holding her close to you. "tired."

"would be concerned if you weren't," you remark. "you did so good for me, baby," you whisper in her ear, ensuring that you shower her with affection.

lightheartedly, sevika scoffs, though she's leaning into your touch. "leave the sweet-talking for when we're having sex, yeah?"

"no," you reply simply, yawning quietly. "was serious about what i was saying. you work hard for us, sevika. i'm proud of you, i really am." feeling sevika's cheek gently rub against your chest, you tug the blanket over both of you. she's come a long way from who she was before. "goodnight, sevika. i love you."

"love you too," she whispers, fully entrusting herself in you. "goodnight." a deep, relaxed sigh escapes her lips as she settles against you. "don't forget my kiss tomorrow."

"i won't." you promise.

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