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Would you guys ever enjoy a fanfic about characters played by Boran Kuzum? I've been loving him lately lol..
my only concern is m mischaracterizing him :(
Teary Baby
Sevika x Female Reader
Sevika's obsession with you crying has to be studied. She's in love with the way your cheeks and nose redden, the way your lips grow fuller, and the way your eyelashes darken with tears. Every chance she gets, she pounds you to your breaking point, having no shame in watching you plead in pleasure. The soft sniffling mixed with the wetness of your cunt-- she's immediately hooked. And it's bad. Your eyes flutter and your breath hitches, there's just something about the way you sound begging for mercy. She believes its a part of her long list of dirty kinks.
i love mean femmes please ruin me
Face-Blown
Sevika x Female Reader (Fluff)
Contains: Sevika with both arms (before the incident).
Sometimes, in the early morning, when the sun is beginning to rise and when Sevika has to get ready for the day, you'll catch her peacefully laid beside you on the bed.
She's got an arm bent under her head with the other holding the cigar to her lips. You don't usually wake up alongside her, but when you do, it's calm, quiet. You don't find that often in Zaun, so it's a bittersweet feeling. Her legs are covered by the blanket but you can tell they're crossed. You can't tell what she's thinking but she zoned out, staring at the ceiling, her breathing's slow as she holds the smoke inside her lungs before letting it free. You admire her for a minute, maybe two, before brushing your fingers through her hair. Sevika turns her head to you, her eyes lidded and tired. She sucks at the cigar before blowing the smoke in your face.
"Good morning," she smiles warmly, watching you wave your hand to clear the haze.
"Rude."
"It's not, you would've been giggling if you did it to me."
"And I'd only do it for revenge."
"Then do it." She hands you the cigar, her once warm smile now replaced with a smug one.
You inhale, cheeks puffed before you blow the smoke in her face. Just as she did you. But the thing with Sevika is that she's not bothered, she never is. She doesn't react, just chuckles and lifts herself up onto you. Her head dug at the side of your neck, she bites teasingly. It's a ticklish feeling on your part, one you're now laughing at. Hands against the woman's shoulder trying to push her off, thought there's no real force applied.
Introduction not Necessary Pt.2
"It felt good?" Sevika mutes a smile, her fingers grip firmly under your thighs.
"Yeah.." your voice is breathy. You feel like you could break at any point, pass out with the sheer need you feel.
You're spread, being carried by your woman. She's got you positioned in front of a mirror. Her eyes peek from your shoulder; they're excited.
"You don't listen to me. Why's that?"
The tip of her strap is teasing your hole-- it's so close, yet so far. Your girlfriend's cruel. She's torturing you, and she's loving it.
"I'll listen, I just.. I just couldn't hold.. back." You're in the hands of Sevika, who'll now decide your fate.
"I can't be that good."
Introduction not Necessary (Smut)
pt. 2
She didn't start with what she's on right now. Her silicone cock's pounding against all the right spots. Every fiber your pussy's made of is screaming in pleasure. You're soaked, she's drilling deep, and the two of you are close to cumming. Sevika with her heavy grunts against your ear and you with your uncontrollable moaning, it's a rare sight. She doesn't have energy most days but, god, is she going rough tonight. Seeing the cunt she owns behind bars (your panties) for weeks was tortuous. So to go all out.. that woman's desperate.
Your legs up, around Sevika's neck. Her arms beside you, strap thrusting with absolute neediness, teeth biting marks on your leg. She's letting the drive--lust-- take over. And she's not regretting any second of it. Because, well, you're a mess under her. Your pussy's worn and your cum is everywhere: on Sevika's lips, fingers, thigh.. your own body. It seems it's reached anywhere it could.
"It-- Vika!" Your words are just as scrambled as you are. Your legs are trembling now, and Sevika's noticing it.
But, still, she has no mercy, "can't take it?" She's almost challenging you. "Well you're g'nna have to. You're cumming when I say you are."
"I'm.. so close.. please I'm-- I want to--.. feel good." Your words have little influence on Sevika. Evident in the way she continues her rhythm, her eyes wide with excitement. It's pleasure on her end too, she's high off the way you're crying. The way you're shaking just waiting on her command. It's sweet, really. She's been wanting it for a while, just imagining this exact moment, there's nothing else she could possibly want right now.
But before the rush runs through her, you're writhing under her. Eyes rolling back and closing, your jaw drops. The woman slows down to a stop. Though she's disappointed, the sight is satisfactory.
And when you're done, you open your eyes to meet Sevika's. You know, for a fact, there's gonna a punishment.
A/N: I'm ovulating so here :) I know it's not much but I'll make a part two. Maybe... considering how busy I've been lately. Anyways! I hope you enjoy BYEE!!!!
Sorry but I have to go on a rant rn because I am absolutely sick of the amount of g!p fics I've been seeing lately. Maybe it's just me but I hate going into a wlw space for wlw fics just to see a bunch of people taking a female character and giving her a dick and more masculine features for no reason. What's the point of writing about a woman just to refer to her as a "boyfriend" and "husband?" It feels so disheartening as a queer woman that so many people are leaning into this idea that more masculine women are immediately manly. It's so sad that I spend hours searching for sapphic fics just to see someone changing a woman to write about straight sex. Why aren't we letting these women be women? Why can't we have wlw fics with vaginas anymore? Is there something I'm missing rn bc all I see are people fetishizing these women and then turning around and changing their anatomy, along with refusing to mention they have boobs, and referring to them as male terms for literally no reason. If you want a straight relationship just write about that. Like if people were writing about these women being trans I totally understand but they're not. They are literally just changing these women into men and still claiming it as sapphic. Like honestly am I missing something here?? I just want people to stop being so afraid to let women have vaginas, and let masculine women exist without comparing them to men.
Edit: the problem is that people are taking women who identify as women and giving them male characteristics, such as a dick and referring to them as male terms, there is nothing wrong with fics about a trans character! If this is a butch lesbian, that's great, but they still don't need biological dicks. It feels like nothing but fetishization with misogynistic undertones.
I LOVE YOU FOR THIS YES, PEOPLE NEED TO REALIZE THIS!!!
i miss when mike wheeler was a well written complex character who showed emotion
He showed little to no emotion throughout season 5. The ending was so buns.
I miss when sevika had a pussy, now all she has is a dick
I understand the strap but a literal dick?? How do I tell tumblr to stop recommending me g!p sevika??
"I Wanna Cum."
Sevika x Female Reader (Smut + Fluff)
Contains: Sevika with both arms, lwk medium paced, sex; biting, use of a strap, not much dialogue, short fluff at the end.
Proofread || Note: Decided to bring back my more.. dirtier fanfic ;) Also, I wanted to get straight into it. The title is outrageous enough, but it'll allllll make sensee.
You had busied yourself with a movie on the couch and a bowl of popcorn in your lap. It was a pretty straightforward movie. Action, a love interest, and a happily ever after. Like every other movie; entertaining yet repetitive. You were focused, seriously engaged. And with the closing, most important, scene coming up, you naturally perked upā only to be distracted by a loud thud from the front door. Footsteps approached and you realized it was your girlfriend. She stood behind you for a second, squinting in irritation at the move before meeting your eyes. The movie was now background noise as stared up at Sevika.
āBed.ā She motioned, already beginning to unbutton her tight vest. āNow.ā
You could say you were wrong about the kind of night you were going to have.
ššššš None of these are good enough
OK.
I'm gonna retire. I CANT WRITE SHIT HELP ME. ITS THE SAME SHIT. IM TIRED. IVE TRIED WRITING 6 DIFFERENT FANFICS. TAKE ME AWAY. SOMEONE FILL ME IN ON HOW TO STAY MOTIVATED. PLEASE
okay bye i will post soon :)))
The Blatant Lesbian image | 1996
A Perfect Day Spent With You
Sevika x Female Reader
Syn: a relaxing picnic with your lover.
Contains: fluff, short & straightforward fic. Not a lot of dialogue, mostly descriptive.
Not Proofread || A/N: Hellur guys, I know itās been like forever since Iāve updated and Iām SO sorry. Iāve been so busy with life. I hope I can post more, IVE MISSED YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! Iām still working on requested fanfics currently so Iām sure Iāll have more content to share. Also Iām sorry if this sucks :(
You fluttered your eyes as the sun hit your face, the soft humm of the trees becoming background noise as she chuckled. And as your hand came up hers cupped your face. The womanās calloused, yet gentle, touch pulled you closer and you gladly leaned in. It was summer and you and Sevika were out on a picnic. Her attention was solely on you, not at the food laid infront of her but at the beautiful woman sitting prettily across her.
āLetās switch,ā she suggested, you shook your head. āI like it here.ā And you did, the look on your girlfriendās face was perfect under the shade. You could actually see it resting, not tensed, but being genuine.
The date was her idea. Sheād been hinting for a few weeks and when the two of you finally had the chance, it ended up happening. You cooked to the best of your abilities and she, Sevika, set herself to choose the location and time. Now, the two of you sat in peace; breathing in fresh air, feeling the breeze against your hair, and simply existing with one another. She wouldnāt have it any other way.
āItās nice out here.ā She pulled back, leaning on her two arms and averting her eyes. āWas tired of smelling metal.ā She huffed as her hand coming up to the back of her neck. You smiled in response, looking down at your plate. āYeah,ā was all you had in you. You felt, somewhat, weak from the calmness around you. It was too comfortable, your head felt light, your hair airy, and your breathing slow. It was perfect.
āCome here,ā when you had the strength to look up, you were met with a gentle stare. She had a way of convincing you, even when you were too lazy to. So, you listened. She guided you to lay your head on her lap. She was your cushion and you gladly let her be. Sevikaās lap had always been comfortable, youād always tell her how you preferred it rather than any and every pillow in the world.
Her once rough, now tender, hands ran through your hair. Her fingers, mostly focused on massaging than brushing, washed up that sense of familiarity over you. With your eyes closed you were sure you could fall asleep any moment, you felt so light that you were sure a breeze could carry you elsewhere, but that subtle smell of Sevikaās cologne kept you grounded.
After losing to sleep and taking a short nap, you woke up to your girlfriend staring down at you. Her dark lips curled onto a smile, eyebrow raised in love, and a soft scoff of amusement left her throat.
āReady tāgo?ā
āTen more minutes.ā
just worked on a fanfic for 3 straight weeks and realized someone else already did the trope. š„°
You giys will have to wait for another 10 months hahaā¦.
Thank Janna
Sevika x Female Reader (Fluff)
Content: Sevika isnāt from a certain scene or season, youāll know what I mean once you read it, and has both her arms (not really talked about).
Proofread || Note: Drabble-ish?? Itās really short :)
With a blanket draped over you, the softness of your freshly shaven skin meeting your girlfriendās as you cupped her face, the pads of your thumbs grazing over the darkness under her eyes. The affection she had for you clear in the way she looked at you.
Each spec of detail on her face fueled your adoration for her. The lines that were beginning to form in between her eyebrows from the abundance of furrows sheād give, the strand of hair, at the front of her forehead, that neither belonged to the right or left side of her partā which, sheād angrily gel to the right, hoping it would stay still and out of the way. Even the scar under her eye, it was beginning to heal but, damn, would it have looked good. Hot, as she put it.
It was a late, quiet night in your apartment. You were laid next to your girlfriend on your cramped little bed. It was meant for one small person, but knowing Sevika, she barely fit. But, luckily, her large frame scooped you up into her arms as you stayed listening to her slow, gentle breathing. One push and sheād be on the hardwood floor.
The fourty year old never dared to show even an ounce of vulnerability; sheād say it was a weakness. And yet, here she was, her usually tense face relaxed to show how much of a big baby she was behind that mask of hers. You did your best at being gentle, showering her with care and love.
Sevika gave you the look of the century. Brows no longer furrowed, rather curved in a way where she looked sad; she wasnāt, more so happy. Her eyes tired yet glistening ever so slightly. Her lips crooked by the way she nuzzled into your palm, pressing a kiss before letting you continue your caressing.
It only took years of trust building and commitment to get here. It felt like a privilege to lay next to the scariest woman in Zaun. Have her close and grow old with her.
Thank Janna, because you finally made it.
This is what Iām talking about guys. Maybe I shouldve used a thicker pen š
If I look at these photos for a second longer I might bust