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Cherries with Caramel (Smut)

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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 :(

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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.

[cheyshaunted]

i love mean femmes please ruin me

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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.

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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."

"If I was.." she lowers you, "you'd listen." She's entering. But, it's painfully slow. You can't tighten up just yet, not without that.. sweet friction Sevika, so graciously, provides.

"I'm sorr-- sorry.." your head drops back, resting on her shoulder. You can feel it, feel your walls cling to the silicone, feel your clit throb, feel your nipples harden. It's all making you shiver, making your breath hitch. "I couldn't wait.. you know how.. how I get?" You're hoping for mercy, but it seems Sevika's all out of it.

"Now you're g'nna have to." Your shoulder twitches as she sinks her teeth into you, her cheeks sucking in your skin, her tongue licks slowly. Her cock's almost in and your pussy's about to feel her irritation.

"Are y'gonna listen?" She licks up to your neck before continuing. "Say you'll never go against me."

"Vika, I'm sorry." You gasp as she pushes all the way into you. "I'll listen!" You're breathless, barely holding back low whimpers. Your walls finally close as Sevika picks up her pace. Your hands grip against hers, nails digging into her skin.

She's over teasing you. Now, all the wants to do is make you sob, make you feel so, incredibly, good that you're sure you're dreaming. Her goal is torturing you with pleasure. The kind your mind can't wrap itself around.

"Keep going, say it." Her tone becomes firm, her teeth sink deeper, and her mouth sucks harder. "I'll listen! Please!"

"I'll be good-- I'll.. I'll never cum without your per-- permission!!" Your voice is giving out. It's raspy, growing rough.

Sevika doesn't care for your begging, she's more focused on your pussy. Pounding it with all she's got, digging as deep as humanly possible, going as fast as her hips let her. She, herself, is growing impatient from wanting to see her pretty little thing cry. She wants it badly. Wants it desperately.

"Look up," she murmurs into your ear. And you do look up. Lifting your head, landing your eyes on your spread cunt.

"Watch me stretch you out." Her tone's filthy, and the sight in the mirror is just as lewd. You can see your spread lips, see your pussy wrap around Sevika's cock. It's got you flushed, embarrassed.

"Don't look away." That's an order. "Keep going, say you're sorry, baby. Say you mean it."

You muster up everything in you, swallow moans, and force yourself to look. "I.. I do mean it.. I'm sorry--" Your head ducks as soon as the pressure forms. Your words get lost. Your mind starts wandering. It's right there, that build-up ready to explode. You know Sevika's in deep, and you know she's not pulling out until you're a complete wreck

"Look up."

You lift your head again. You watch your hole stretch with each pound. Watch her eyes stare. Watch your abdomen lift as Sevika slams in. Your heartbeat's sinking down to your clit and you're left to feel how your cunt's barely keeps up with the friction. It's getting to you. It really is.

Sevika breathes heavily against your ear, a few unwanted moans slip as she gets taken away by the sight of her cock inside you. She can almost feel it, but it's not quite there. She wants to feel your tightness, wants to touch more than just your thighs. She wants to roam all over you. She wants you to bury your face in her shoulder, to grip and claw at her, to moan relentless against her lips, to forget all about embarrassment and fuck her back.

But, considering the state you're in, she's satisfied with what she's got.

"Sev!" You gasp, unable to keep your head high, it drops. "I can..t.." your voice is strained as you hold your breath. "Please! Please! I-.. you know.. all too... well.. that I suck at-- at this holding back thing!" You're desperate, more than you were before. You're yearning for it now, you can feel it in your heart, it's got you tight.

"You cant?" Sevika's not giving in.

"I cant! Please!" Your voice raises.

"Careful."

"I.. mm...." you bite back the orgasm. "I'm sorry for.. not listening the first-- time.. but I've been.. good.. so good.. so please!"

You can't continue without cumming, and it's getting harder and harder to keep it back. So hard you're almost certain you'll end up disappointing Sevika again. And to do all of this again is getting you frustrated. Your face is hot, cheeks even more, an your eyes burn with tears. You're sure you can't take it anymore, you're sure you'll break-- literally.

"You're crying?" Your girlfriend chuckles cheekily.

You hum in response, it's needy and guttural.

Still pounding your cunt, she lowers you onto the floor. Her arms wrap around your waist.

"I've got you." Her voice softens.

Your hands reach for the mirror as you find balance.

"Please," you whimper through.

Sevika quietly stares at your reflection, her smug grin hides behind you before she pecks from your shoulder up.

"Cum, baby."

It's almost instant. Your body's completely under it's overwhelming pleasure. Your legs twitch, your hands clench, and your eyes roll. You can't think of anything, everything's blank and simple. Your orgasm distracts you from the woman's kissing. She's smothering your cheek, holding you tightly against her, her strap's slowly sliding out, she's gonna spoil you rotten.

A/N: Hi I hope this is satisfactory :)))) I was trying to go for a more fast paced fanfic and ya.

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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!!!!

[allllium]

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.

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I LOVE YOU FOR THIS YES, PEOPLE NEED TO REALIZE THIS!!!

[byerswheeler]

i miss when mike wheeler was a well written complex character who showed emotion

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He showed little to no emotion throughout season 5. The ending was so buns.

[unbornchicken12]

I miss when sevika had a pussy, now all she has is a dick

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

I understand the strap but a literal dick?? How do I tell tumblr to stop recommending me g!p sevika??

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

"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 up— 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.

“Bed.” She motioned, already beginning to unbutton her tight vest. “Now.”

You could say you were wrong about the kind of night you were going to have.

Slightly taken away, but still complying, you followed her to the bedroom. The TV was still on, but you had already situated yourself on top of the bed. It was too late. You had other things on your mind like what had made your girlfriend so in need of sex. When Sevika was needy to her core, she'd usually fucked you senseless. That was all. That's all she wanted when she was like that.

Your hands fidgeted in your lap as you watched as Sevika peeled off her vest. Her bare back staring back at you, the curves of her waist, muscles, and shoulders kept your eyes hostage. Not to mention the healed cuts; it was oddly attractive. The woman always had a way of turning you on, she had power over you; in ways you couldn't fathom. Even when you were sat confused, left to wonder what had her like.. that, you couldn't help but let your thoughts linger to the sight of your girlfriend's naked body.

Turning around, she approached slowly, head lowering as she tilted yours up to meet her gaze. The pad of her thumb trailing down to your neck, brushing against your throat before moving lower. She traced your muscles, pressing down to make her touch known. Sevika wasn't known for taking it slow, especially when it came to sex. But something made you think otherwise.

Squatting down in front of you, her hand played with the hem of your shirt. Your heart rate increased, not helping with the way your body was beginning to heat. Sweat, almost. The woman finally entered your shirt, going around your chest to unclasp your bra. Setting your breasts free momentarily. With her lips a mere breadth away from your skin, you tried not to gasp as her thumb pressed against your nipple. Right on top, not moving, just staying still as you let loose a shaky breath; to which she hummed at.

"Had a shitty day today."

You cleared the lump in your throat, "why?"

To that, her free hand cupped your cheek, thumb lightly pressed against your bottom lip. Feeling the soft skin there, she muttered a soft, “open up.”

She averted the question all together.

You always listened. Slowly parting your lips her thumb entered, resting on your tongue. You wrapped around her finger, lightly sucking. Your girlfriend's teeth found your neck, softly biting at your pulse point; causing a muffled, barely audible, moan to escape. With her free hand, she pushed you further into the bed, her knees coming up beside your hips to lock you in place. Then, she pulled back to watch you suck, her thumb felt your tongue with no shame. Sevika’s other hand left your bud to pull you closer to her. Her chest pressed against yours. Her hands searched for, and found, your thighs. With a firm grip. she wrapped your legs around her hip before kissing her way from your neck to your lips. Her thumb had left your mouth before she could capture you into a kiss.

You were overwhelmingly needy, how could you control it when your throbbing cunt was so close to Sevika’s. Her heat practically radiated off of her and onto you, letting you know that she was just as desperate as you. Sevika wouldn't let you go, her tongue ran over the skin of your lips before she lightly bit down. The sensation was send straight to your core, making the desperation in you grow, burn. To your girlfriend, your taste was perfect; she even savored it for a second.

But, as much as she loved kissing you, she was dying to feel your pussy. One of the many things your girlfriend looked forward to after a long day was feeling how wet she could get you. With a hand on your waist, she lifted you to a sitting position, her eyes glued to redness of your lips. “The clothes aren’t comin’ off themselves,” she teased, knowing she was the one undressing you.

As she began slipping off your shirt, alongside with your shorts, she could feel the tension leave her body. Ever since she walked through that door she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. Her muscles felt relaxed, easier to move around. Instead of tension, she was now hungry for you. That hungry was unbearable. She needed tears running down your cheeks, needed you writhing under her, needed you begging. And with the motivation, she quickly slid off her own pants.

For a second you didn't know how to react.

Her dearly-loved strap hung from her hips.

Sevika's eyes scanned your face, unable to hold back a smile as you stared at it. It was cute, almost cute enough to make her forget that she was in a bad mood. You watched as her smile faded quickly, almost like she was remembering something. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her eyes became lided. You wanted to questions but the attention on your girlfriend was short-lived as she snapped back. Her eyes darting to yours, then your breasts, then on your cunt-- where they lingered as she leaned down to feel. You were sure she didn't want to talk about it. The tip of the silicone pressed against your hole as she let thumb feel around. The pad of her finger circling your clit.

"Ten minutes and you're already like this?" Her voice grew huskier, deeper. Sevika knew, herself, what sort of power she had over you, she knew where to poke, where to stroke. That's why she found it incredibly amusing to watch your body react to her touch. She was convinced she was made for you. For your body. To make you feel pleasure.

"How're you g'nna look by the end of this?" The woman scoffed. The sole thought of how you'd end up in a few hours was exciting, so exciting that Sevika wanted to narrow it down to a few minutes. She knew how to. But the question was if she wanted to make you cry or not. If she went slow, you would surely break. If she went fast, you'd last longer; meaning a restless night. But.. seeing you cry was one of her favorite things. She liked babying you, cleaning you up in her lap, soothing your hickies with soft pecks. It was a tough decision.

Sevika counted on you to choose. Bringing your legs up to her shoulders, she pulled you closer. Your pussy directly against her strap. She'd see how you'd end up, it would be up to you. Your eyes shifted to your girlfriend. Her full breasts were silently begging to be touched, but the position you were in wouldn't allow it. You, yourself, wanted to make her feel good-- but your mind quickly shut off as soon the silicone entered. Your walls tightened around it as it kept it's slow pace, rubbing against the spot Sevika knew you were the most sensitive to.

Your heart fastened, your breath hitched, and your jaw dropped. Soft, uncontrollable moans slipped through as you focused your all on the feeling. It spread all over you, and that was the best part. Your body felt weary as your head dropped. You felt incredibly good, so good you could feel that familiar euphoric feeling brewing. Your abdomen was-- already-- pooling.

Sevika was more than satisfied with seeing you melt under her. She was full of anticipation. Each thrust, each touch, each noise that came out of you was leading to the thing, both, you and your girlfriend wanted. Your girlfriend, who knew she'd get off to your face alone, had her eyes glued there.

"Close?" Leaning down to your level, she rested on one arm while the other hand cupped your cheek. "Y'know what I want." What Sevika wanted was to see you writhe under her, but hearing you beg would be the cherry-on-top. She slowed her pace, still hitting deep and hard to keep you on edge. "You want it?" The woman coaxed, to which you whined at.

"i wan' it.. Sevika, I want it," was your weak attempt. You were right there, just waiting to be tipped over. "I need it!" Your head lifted, "please?"

"Not hard enough for me," your girlfriend cruelly muttered. "Y've got more in ya.--" "I do.. I do, please.. I need it.. badly. I can--.. can't anymore.." you swallowed hard, head against the bed, tilted sideways to watch the silicone's speed. You couldn't take it, not when your body was this.. easy for it. Your oversensitivity was embarrassing, but in moments like these, it was what made you feel overwhelming pleasure. "Uh, huh." Sevika, still not quite satisfied, hummed. "Pl--ease, please, please. Vika, please.. I can't.. you k--now that!" Your voice cracked as you pleaded, now needing more than fast pounding. You could feel the tears flood, feel them run down your cheek as you kept your composure. Your pussy was happy enough, it was the rest of your body that needed loving.

With each slow, tedious thrust, your patience wore. Your nipples needed attention, your lips-- hell, every inch of you needed care. After letting your girlfriend wipe your cheek, you led her down, on top of your breast, letting her cup-- do anything, really. You needed the stimulation. "Please? I.. I wanna cum." Still shy, you murmured it out, your face burning up even more than it already was.

That was all Sevika needed. "Again." She felt a smile appear, and she let it, showing you she was, more than, happy with you. "What?--" "Say it again."

"I wanna cum," your voice quieter. "Again," "I wan.. wanna cum." Your girlfriend liked the words, obvious as she asked you to repeat them three more times. And all three times, her pace fastened. She was practically drilling in you by the time she stopped. Her fingers twisted, pinched, rubbed at your nipple while her mouth attacked your neck. Her teeth sunk into your skin before her tongue came to sooth the bites. Each sensitive point on your body was given attention, and it felt-- there weren't any words to describe it, it was the kind of feeling you couldn't recreate; only with Sevika could you.

The tension was there again, and it felt better than the first time. You were more desperate than ever, not giving a damn about moaning your mind away. You weren't trying to be dramatic but if you didn't get the orgasm you wanted you were sure you'd die. And when that final thrust hit, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Without a doubt, your body jerked under Sevika. You accepted everything going numb except that one feeling of pure ecstacy.

As your body came down from the high, Sevika had already placed you in her lap. Your back against her chest, legs in between hers, you felt exhausted. Without needing you to spell it out for her, she began massaging your legs; knowing that's where you were most affected. The two of you stayed like that for half an hour, just breathing in sync, and existing together. As your girlfriend's chin rested on your shoulder, her breath ran down your chest, the sound of her inhaling and exhaling filled your ear. And that's how you wanted it, that's how Sevika made you feel like you were more than her girlfriend. You were her world.

"Vika?" You broke the silence. "Earlier, you said you had a shitty day. What was that about?"

The question hung for a second.

"Y're well aware I can't tell you." She licked her lips, you heard it. "No hint?"

'"Injustice. That's your hint, sugar." And just when the room went silent..

"I wanna cum." Sevika let out a loud snort, one you'd never heard before.

"Seriously?! Sevika!"

"No. No, I liked it. A lot!" Her tone lacked any conviction.

"Say it every time from now on."

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💔💔💔💔💔 None of these are good enough

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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 :)))

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The Blatant Lesbian image | 1996

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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 it’s been like forever since I’ve updated and I’m SO sorry. I’ve been so busy with life. I hope I can post more, IVE MISSED YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! I’m still working on requested fanfics currently so I’m sure I’ll have more content to share. Also I’m 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 woman’s 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.

“Let’s switch,” she suggested, you shook your head. “I like it here.” And you did, the look on your girlfriend’s face was perfect under the shade. You could actually see it resting, not tensed, but being genuine.

The date was her idea. She’d 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 wouldn’t have it any other way.

“It’s nice out here.” She pulled back, leaning on her two arms and averting her eyes. “Was tired of smelling metal.” She huffed as her hand coming up to the back of her neck. You smiled in response, looking down at your plate. “Yeah,” 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.

“Come here,” 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. Sevika’s lap had always been comfortable, you’d 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 Sevika’s 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.

“Ready t’go?”

“Ten more minutes.”

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

just worked on a fanfic for 3 straight weeks and realized someone else already did the trope. 🥰

You giys will have to wait for another 10 months haha….

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Thank Janna

Sevika x Female Reader (Fluff)

Content: Sevika isn’t from a certain scene or season, you’ll know what I mean once you read it, and has both her arms (not really talked about).

Proofread || Note: Drabble-ish?? It’s really short :)

With a blanket draped over you, the softness of your freshly shaven skin meeting your girlfriend’s 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 she’d give, the strand of hair, at the front of her forehead, that neither belonged to the right or left side of her part— which, she’d 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 she’d be on the hardwood floor.

The fourty year old never dared to show even an ounce of vulnerability; she’d 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 wasn’t, 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 I’m talking about guys. Maybe I shouldve used a thicker pen 😔

If I look at these photos for a second longer I might bust