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world building + ch. 1 - “You Say Yes”

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This story starts off during the aftermath of Sevika and Vi’s fight. (Season 1, Ep 5)

Since this is a x Reader fic, the only things that will be mentioned about your appearance are things that correlate with your past, body type (minimal), height, and descriptions about you that don’t involve skin tone or hair type so it’s inclusive to all. I appreciate any feedback that makes this feel more inclusive!

You’re 38 years old and shorter than Sevika (no exact height)

Your hair is medium length but always held up so it doesn’t get in your face during work. You have a muscular-ish build that you normally conceal beneath a baggy work button up (it’s never buttoned up). You own a mechanic shop where you work on mechanical prosthetic limbs and other machines. Your right eye is damaged—nobody knows what happened to it, and you won't tell anyone. The iris and pupil are colored with various shades of gray, and a scar running from your eyebrow to your cheek. There's discoloration around your eye, with purple hues underneath and beside it, resembling a permanent bruise.

You’re from a place called Greeves. First you were in the military, it was mandatory there when you turned 20. You planned to stay the 2 years, get by without making a sound and then get back to your life- your dreams. But you were just a little too skilled with a gun, a little too good at throwing a punch— and way too good at fixing shit that was far beyond broken. And suddenly two years became twelve. At 32 you felt a sprinkle of freedom before being “hired” as a mercenary for another four years before finally getting away, setting up shop in Zaun (after proving to others you were able to be trusted) and living in the small apartment right above it.

You’ve killed a lot of people in your past…an insane amount.

People wouldn’t think you can do what you can. You’re generally polite to others, especially your clients. To your enemy- they’re immediately met with the stoic, cold version of you. But if someone started off knowing who you really were, seeing the cold version might make them laugh. Like your best friend.

And soon enough- Sevika.

(aka, have you ever wanted to feel like a main character in a fanfiction without it feeling corny despite the setup for your backstory being somewhat corny? then this is for you 😁)

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Ch.1 - You Say Yes

Sevika held her mechanical arm as she limped over to Silcos office. Vi…Vi was back- fuck that- Vi was alive. And she could fight way better than she could 7 years ago. Sevika didn’t get a good view of who shot her arm, she had run off too quick when the second shot had rang out.

She opened the door, panting heavily as she spoke up. “The sister…she’s back.”

Silco slammed the hand mirror closed, turning around in his chair. “From the dead?!”

Sevika nodded, walking further into the office, grunting quietly. “She was with someone, I couldn’t see who— she got my arm.”

He scoffed quietly at her, making her face fall slightly before it hardened again. “…The mechanic. Go see her about that thing.” He muttered, twirling a cigar in his hands.

Sevikas eyes widened slightly, walking further in- but Silco raised his hand, not wanting her arm to keep dripping all over the floor. “That mechanic hates you, everyone you work with, that includes me—“

“I said go.” He muttered, standing from his seat and slamming his hand on the table. “You let Vi get away, do you know how hard it’s going to be to keep that from Jinx?! The first thing you need to do is to get that thing fixed so you can go back out there and make sure she’s actually dead.” Silcos voice spit like venom towards her, and she nodded, looking down towards her shoulder where the bullet went through.

Silco huffed, sitting down in his chair and turning away from her. “Just see if she says yes…”

The quiet sound of the empty workshop filled the room as you cleaned your tools. You had a system, one that you might have been too protective of but that wasn’t the point. It was 8:30PM, your shop well past closed at this time. Music played quietly in the background as you began to organize all your tools, each one had a specific spot— its own place. It was therapeutic, putting everything back in place after dealing with…well what you’d normally see down in Zaun. It could’ve been a teenager who needed help fixing their mechanical prosthetic, or the tallest character you’ve ever seen asking for a consultation.

The people you met in Zaun were…different. You weren’t from there, no, you were from another place called Greeve’s.

But we don’t talk about Greeve’s because…who willingly talks about their past? You don’t talk about your right eye- how your iris didn’t match the normal color on your left, it was a mix of grey, and your pupil was no different, just a darker shade of grey. You also don’t talk about the deep scar that ran from the top of your eyebrow to right under your eye. And definitely not about how you know how to use a gun really well, or even about all the people you—

A harsh knocking came from your door.

The back door, not the front. You looked up at the clock, seeing that it was 9 now. Nobody had ever stopped by your shop past closing so this was new occurrence. And a suspicious one at that. You reached under your counter, grabbing the gun from where it was secured 24/7, and walked up to the door with trained silence. You slid open the peephole on the back door, your eyes dark and unforgiving, glaring at whoever was there. You did this often, especially when it was assholes who wanted to mess with you or your shop. But then you saw her.

Sevika.

You knew who she was, and anyone in Zaun who said they didn’t- they were either lying or scared. Your eyes softened for a moment when you saw the state she was in. The bruise across her stomach, the cut on her lip- the blood dripping from various places on her face. Her mechanical arm was your main focus. The bullet hole that was through and through. You spoke up, your voice somewhat soft, a stark contrast to the look in your eyes.

“What happened to you?” You asked, your eyes meeting hers.

“What’d ya think?” She gritted through her teeth, irritation lacing her voice as she glared right back at you.

Your face hardened again as you rolled your eyes and began to slide the peephole closed. You didn’t tolerate disrespect, especially not from Silcos right hand. Her eyes widened and she walked up to the door, her other arm resting on it.

“Wait—! I’m…look- I need your help, okay? Just this once…” She said, looking into your eyes. You could see the way it pained her to even admit to needing help. After staring at her for a moment- you sighed, sliding the peephole closed. Sevika could hear the various locks on the door clicking as you unlocked them. Opening it, you and Sevika were now face to face. Well, in your case, face to chest. Sevika was…tall, compared to you.

Yeah you had a lot of things going through your mind, but you knew better.

Sevika walked in and you locked the door behind her. When she turned to face you, she did what most everyone did when they saw you for the first time. Look. Her eyes started at your face, analyzing your eye and the rough scar. Then they trailed down to your arms, which were half hidden under your huge work shirt, but your muscle was still visible. You stood there and crossed your arms- carrying yourself in a way that had confidence, but wasn’t egotistical.

Sevika…appreciated that.

You took her to the front, gesturing for her to sit down on a chair while you pulled up a stool on her left, setting your box of tools down next to you. You were both quiet for a moment, Sevika with a stubborn look on her face as she refused to explain before you sighed, running your hand along your face.

“Listen, I need to know what happened so I have an idea of what I’m working with.” You said, turning your head to see if you could get her to look at you. She grumbled quietly, turning to you.

“There’s a bullet hole in my arm.” Sevika said plainly. You rolled your eyes, scooting closer on the stool. You looked up at her, making sure she was okay with you touching the arm, and her eyes widened the slightest bit in surprise. Like she wasn’t used to that. She nodded and you began to examine the arm, the bullet had gone through the shoulder entirely. You raised an eyebrow, speaking quietly.

“Were you shot by an enforcer?”

Sevika raised an eyebrow, turning her head to look at you. “What…?” Her voice was quiet, her expression filled with a hint of shock.

“The bullets they use are specific to Piltover. The ridges, the point- all specific.” You said, looking at the ridges that were left in the shoulder by the bullet.

She was quiet for a moment before mumbling to herself. “Vi was with an enforcer…?” After that, Sevika seemed to have checked out of the conversation, too focused on this revelation. You just continued to work, not being one to pry, especially when the situation didn’t call for it.

After your first examination, you grumbled quietly- your eyebrows furrowing. The damage was extensive— the bullet had shot right through a sensor— and what looked to be a shimmer pump had been shattered, breaking off from the coils and tubes that ran through the entirety of the arm. “This is gonna take a couple hours. I can take the arm and you can come by tomorrow to pick it…up.” Your voice trailed off as you saw the glare she was giving you.

Keeping the arm overnight was not an option.

“…No. I can come back tomorrow and you can fix it then.” She said, her voice cool and quiet. As she went to stand she made a small face of discomfort, her good arm holding her side. Your eyes glanced down to the exposed area of her stomach, seeing the bruise that had begun to form.

“Wait, no.” You spoke up, wiping your forehead slightly. “If you leave now, it could get worse, become a harder fix than when I can do it now.” You said, looking up at her. She thought about it for a moment, her nose scrunching slightly before she sighed and sat back down.

“Alright.”

You spent the next few hours meticulously working on the arm. But when you fixed things, they weren’t just fixed, they were better- improved. You had replaced the sensor with a better one that responded faster, and the shimmer pump, which you didn’t condone but who were you to condemn her for that, was fixed with sturdier metal, holding it in place and connecting it to the loose tubes tighter- for a smoother injection. It was the small things like this that you took pride in, you always had. And Sevika had noticed this. She saw the way you had begun to relax, the tense way you held your shoulders was gone and the frown you always had was now a…a straight line.

Finally, you were done. You looked up at her, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand as you spoke. “Try it out- I want to make sure it’s working right…” You mumbled as you both stood up. She rolled her shoulder and felxed her fingers- then flexed the arm. It was smoother, quicker to respond.

Not fixed. Better.

Her eyebrows raised slightly in surprise, her grey eyes trailing along her arm before they met yours. She focused on your bad eye for a moment before looking off. “It’s…good. Thanks. What do I owe you?”

You went to tell her how much it’d normally cost but as you looked her over…the bruise on her stomach- the cut on her lip, the blood that had dried on her face…instead, you shook your head, putting your tools back into the box. “Nothing. You don’t need the burden of an expensive fix on your back after a break that severe.”

Sevika eyes widened with surprise before they hardened with offense, her pride taking a hit. “I don’t take charity. I’ve been banged up worse than this— I’m good for it.”

You turned to look at her and crossed your arms, scoffing. “It’s not charity. Trust me, the next time you come back here it’ll be full price. Even the small shit.”

Sevika huffed, nodding. “Fine…thank you.” And with that she made her way out of your shop.

You had finally met the right hand to Silco, the scariest woman in Zaun. You hummed quietly, letting out a quiet chuckle as you turned to continue organizing your tools. “Sevika…”

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Chapter 2 Tomorrow

let me know your thoughts! aka comment cause i like reading them they’re my favorite thing ever

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“Just See if She Says Yes…” Sevika x Reader

Chapter List —————————

World Building + Ch. 1 - You Say Yes

Ch. 2 - Jumpy

Ch. 3 - The Back Door

Ch. 4 - I’ll Fix It

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i’m moving my sevika x reader fic off of ao3 (as in completely deleting the works off of there) and putting them on here!

i just reread the chapters and i miss writing sooo much. so over the next couple days i’ll be posting the fic in parts and then continuing it on after that. there’s currently 4 chapters + a world building chapter so there’s that much content ready to be posted over some time which gives me MORE time to continue writing the fic (and to actually make the timeline more consistent and not feel rushed when you read it as the first 4 chapters probably could’ve been stretched out over more plot)

im excited 🫶🏽

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Hii so i love your writing like omg? Your writing HEALS me thats what i wanted to say i hope your doing goodd💕🥹

this is so sweet omg 😭❤️, tysm, nothing makes me happier than knowing people like the things i write

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i can’t get the imagine of sevika grunting when she gets off the couch out of my head.

its not hot, its old- like she just gets up and you can hear the effort it takes cause her back hurts.

old sevika is real

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I HAVE TO WRITE A FIC ON THIS BUT SEVIKA X BURLESQUE DANCER!READER???

thoughts??

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i’m constantly thinking about repressed, scientist wife!reader/councilor!sevika.

(drabble, 18+ NSFW, minors + men DNI!)

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she meets you at a gala, one of the fancy ones that she hated going to, sobbing into your hands out in the garden.

your husband had cheated on you, and now you didn’t know what to do. you had just moved here for opportunity, yet now you were apparently in a loveless marriage.

sevika comforts you, and it’s as awkward as you thought it’d be. but still, it’s comforting.

she spends time in your lab often, saying it’s to “watch your progress”, but turns out she really enjoys your company. the day she walked in and the silver ring was missing from your finger, she just held you in her arms.

you only felt worse because your husband had cheated with his childhood friend. of course you were the in between girl, even in your own marriage.

months, you hadn’t been fucked properly, kissed the way you liked, touched, held— yet he could happily do it with that woman.

you were spiraling. was it you? your curves where she was petite, the small pudge on your stomach where she had been fit…

sevika noticed, she had begun to notice a lot of things about you lately. when she had visited your new apartment, she saw the bags under your eyes, and it didn’t make her happy.

“you gotta talk to me…what the hell’s going on? your friends threw you a damn divorce party but your sulking?”

“it’s not that, sev. i…” your hand subconsciously grazed your stomach and sevika immediately understood.

and that definitely didn’t make her happy.

she walked around the island of your kitchen, coming up behind you. she was careful, slow, giving you the chance to stop or push her away if you wanted to.

god, you didn’t want to.

“you tellin’ me you’re losing sleep because, what, you don’t think your attractive?”

her hands rested on your hips as she pressed her chest against your back, her nose nudging your neck softly.

“i know you saw her sev…she’s beautiful—”

“she’s a damn homewrecker. that makes her ugly. you…you are a damn work of art.”

your breath hitched as her hand ran up your arm, her mech one shifting under your shirt. she adored the small noise you let out when the cool metal of her hand touched your warm skin.

“you don’t have to say these things…”

“i want to. need to tell you how fuckin’ perfect you are.”

you could feel your pulse racing under her touch. fuck, this was really happening. you had thought about this before…occasionally…when you were lonely and all you had were your fingers and your imagination. but damn the real thing was better, so much better.

you were throbbing between your legs. each word she mumbled into your ear while her hands roamed your body only added to the slick collecting on your shorts.

“can’t believe you’re comparing yourself when you look like this…these fuckin’ tits…” and you moaned at the way her hand rested under your breast, waiting.

god, she was making you prove you wanted this.

you arched into her touch, your hands gripping the marble in front of you. “please…sevi, keep talking…”

her hand fully cupped your breast, pinching and rolling your nipple between her fingers as she pressed soft kisses along your neck. “look at you…filling my hand perfectly.” her thumb yanked down your tank top, letting your breasts spill out over it.

she traced your areola before taking another handful of you. she switched over to her mechanical hand so that she wouldn’t hurt you with what she was about to do.

“and this pretty pussy…” she said, her hand slipping into your shorts as she kissed your cheek. her middle finger slid through your folds, and you could feel her chuckle against your back. “fuck, baby, you already made a mess and i haven’t even fucked you properly. wait till i make you cum…gonna have you soaking the sheets…”

oh fuck, she was getting to you. “vika…” you turned your head slightly, wanting to look at her. her mech hand moved up to cup your face. “want me to kiss you?” she asked, her voice tender compared to her rough finger over your sensitive clit.

“y-yes, please…” you didn’t have to ask twice. her lips were rough against yours, and it felt so fucking good. she was eating you alive, but it wasn’t sloppy, it wasn’t too wet. it was perfect. the way her tongue slid against yours— it had your hips rocking against her fingers.

“fuck—” kiss “take what you need baby” kiss “shit- your cunts so damn tight…it’s a fucking sin that this pussy hasn’t been stretched properly…” you moaned, your hand coming up to grip her forearm. the harder her fingers pumped into you, the more you gushed against them, and the louder the sound was.

“vika…” you pleaded.

“wait till i get you in that bed…you got toys here baby?”

you nodded eagerly, your pussy clenching hard on her fingers at the thought. sevika laughed, adding a third finger to your desperate cunt.

“i’ll take that as a yes.”

“vika…’m gonna cum…please, can i?”

the way she growled into your ear made you realize that asking for her permission did more to her than you expected.

“course you can, let me feel it.”

and with her permission, your legs were shaking as you struggled to keep yourself up. you were a mess, drool falling from your mouth as your release slipped down your inner thighs

“that’s it baby…breathe…i got you.”

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pt.1 maybe? also if you can tell, the more you read, it wasn’t supposed to be this long. literally was supposed to be a paragraph and a photo. turned into this. i love this.

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my favorite thing about this 3 parter is that reader being a scientist adds absolutely nothing to the story

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the dog sevika told you | sevika

not to get staring at her

slice of life sevika HC’s pt. 4

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sevika x reader fanfic ideas off the top of my head

(but they get longer as i go cause for some reason i can’t write two sentence prompts. reader referred to in third + second person)

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- sevika accidentally gets reader pregnant when they’re supposed to just be having casual, no strings attached sex. they keep the baby and learn to navigate a relationship while having said baby.

- sevika finds reader at a bar. readers in a sham marriage and sevika takes reader home to show them a good mf time. reader prints divorce papers next day. pussy so good you get divorced

- it’s a bad day at the council and sevika gets home all pissed off. she can’t regulate her emotions for a while so she locks herself in your bed room. an hour later she sees your face pressed against the bedroom window with puppy dog eyes, begging her to be let in. sevika reluctantly talks about her problems.

- reader wants to do a self care day with sevika. when they get to the shower part, it’s all hot and steamy at first…but then reader has to wash their hair. sevika’s hair is dry and she’s dressed (matching pj’s) by the time reader steps out the shower, curls shrinking up to their shoulders. “so, what’s the next step?” “sorry babe, gotta put in my products” and then sevika decides to take a nap when she sees you pull out 4 different curl creams, doing eeny meeny miny moe to see which one you want to use today

- sevika and readers relationship is new. sevika brings a stray kitten home, but you’re allergic. good thing you have allergy pills. sevika decides she’s gonna marry you when she finds out you’re allergic and just never said anything cause she was happy. she also got mad you didn’t say anything. and she’s worried about your health. shes a complicated woman.

- reader spends a week sulking in bed, genuinely depressed because sevika is dating someone else. reader and sevika are close friends because she won’t let anyone else work on her arm. sevika super sad cause you won’t talk to her as much. friends to lovers. sevika high key in love with you. she just didn’t know.

- sevika’s abs start to disappear cause she’s getting that “in a good relationship” weight. for the first time, she stops your hand from touching her when you guys are making out. once you realize the issue (sevika can’t fathom the idea of talking about her problems) you go on a…so very long tangent about self love and how you will always love her. long enough to the point that sevika shuts you up with a kiss.

- reader gets drunk and sevika keeps an eye on you from across the club. sevika makes sure you get home safe, putting you in comfortable clothes. reader kisses her while drunk, then falls asleep two seconds later. sevika can hear them snoring while she sits on the couch, contemplating her friendship with them. (she absolutely had no idea she liked you. she was also constantly turning down women because she felt like it was wrong to sleep with anyone else. you’d think she’d put two and two together)

okay i’m out of ideas.

[sevikaluvr11]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲!

Sevika x Reader

~943 Words! rope, vibrators, reader is a munch, crying~ MINORS + MEN DNI!!

Sevika’s hand tugged at the rope that held your wrists together behind your back, chuckling quietly as you whimpered into the sheets.

“Stop laughing…” You grumbled, shifting your legs to hold yourself up better.

“I’m not laughing, I’m…admiring my work.”

“I still don’t like how good you are at this…” The thought of Sevika doing anything like this with someone else didn’t sit right with you, and she could tell. Her hand rested on your ass as she got onto the bed, leaning over you so her mouth was right next to your ear.

“Don’t be jealous.”

You scoffed. “I’m not—“

You gasped as her hand slapped against your cunt, a high pitched moan leaving your throat in surprise.

“Liar.”

The bed shifted under Sevika’s weight as she moved in front of you, leaning against the headboard as you lifted your gaze to meet hers. Her thighs were spread open, the invitation- well, more like command, clear as day.

“C’mere.” She huffed out, and you groaned against the sheets as you struggled to get close enough to taste her. Your knees pushed you forward, your cheek hitting her inner thigh. The smell was familiar as it was intoxicating— everything about her was. Her cold metal hand cupped your cheek, lifting your head so she could see you, her thumb swiping against the drool on your bottom lip. “Is it still good in there or do I need to push it in further?”

She was referring to the small vibrator nestled inside you, because of course she had to torture you when all you wanted was to feel her cum all over your face.

“It’s good.”

“Just good?”

“Sev, you know exactly how deep you put that thing inside me.”

She chuckled. “I know.”

Her calloused hand rose from her thigh and made its way into your hair, holding onto it tightly. Your heart pounded as she pushed your head back down between her thighs, your arms straining behind you. You were so used to touching her- grabbing her thighs when she rode your face, spreading her folds when you wanted to see her. But now, all you were allowed to do was use your tongue.

Sevika moaned with relief as you finally nuzzled against her, your tongue finding its way around- starting at her entrance all the way up to her swollen clit. You moaned, your lips wrapping around it as you sucked softly, pushing your head deeper as her hips bucked forward.

“Fuck…your tongue is so fuckin’ good.”

You knew it was. You had a thick tongue, to the point where if you shaped it right, if you pushed it into her it was almost the same as fingers being shoved into her.

Which is what you did next.

You shifted slightly, your back arching further as your tongue circled her entrance, pushing the tip slightly into her. Fuck, she was soaked.

“MM!—“

You moaned against her cunt as the vibrator hummed to life, twitching inside you. Your knees nearly gave out under you as your hips pushed back for any sort of friction besides the vibrations. Sevika tugged your hair, grinding her pussy against your tongue as she growled.

“Focus.”

You nodded, the ache in your shoulders somehow adding to your desperation. Your tongue pushed deeper inside her, your nose rubbing against her bud with each thrust. You knew your inner thighs were wet, almost as wet as the cloth under her. Sevikas back arched, her head falling back as her chest rose more prominently. Your hand moved to cup her breast instinctively and you whimpered when you remembered you couldn’t. Tears welled in your eyes—

You needed to touch her so badly.

Her thumb wiped the tear that slipped down your cheek, a soft hum of affection leaving her throat.

“I love how much you want to touch me.” She mumbled, and that gave you enough energy to keep going— to have her trembling against you.

Your eyes closed as you focused on her, lifting your head slightly as you spat on her clit, using your tongue to rub it all over her pussy- mixing it with the slickness her needy cunt had already provided. You became less methodical, more messy about how you pressed your lips against her.

You sucked everywhere, not just her clit. Your jaw was aching at this point, but her thighs were trembling in a way you hadn’t seen before. You were so focused, you barely registered your orgasm- or the way your cum was seeping down your thighs.

Sevikas hand held you in place as her hips began to move, grinding against your face in a way she never had before.

“I’m gonna cum…you better fuckin’ take it all.”

You would- you always would. Your moans were becoming more frequent, spit dripping down your chin and smeared up to your nose as your arms struggled behind you.

“Fuck, fuck—!”

The neighbors could probably hear how loud Sevika screamed your name as she came all over your face. Her legs tensed as your lips found her clit again, sucking it with no remorse as the aftershocks rocked her body.

Her hand finally released your hair as she panted heavily, her eyes hazy with a post-orgasmic bliss. Your head fell onto the sheets, and with your focus now taken away from making your wife cum…

“Sev…the vib—oh my god…”

She immediately reached over to the bedside table where she tossed the remote, turning the vibrator off.

“I’ll take that out and then I’ll run a bath for us.” She kissed your cheek, nuzzling against it before moving behind you.

“Best anniversary ever.”

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i wrote this last month and re-reading it now has me like…who wrote this

this was supposed to be day 2 of kinktober…so

i hope you enjoyed :) comments are happily appreciated

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it’s my birthday

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remember when i said i was gonna do kinktober

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day 2 will be late 😔…so that means day 2 and 3 in one day tomorrow 😁

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—To be loved is to be changed. (sevika x chubby reader)

words: 500, a little drabble 🫶🏻

When you met, you were thinner.

Not especially slim, not delicate, but lighter on your feet, softer in a different way.

Sevika never was. She’s always carried weight; broad shoulders, thick thighs, a body built from years of running drills, pushing weights, finding her freedom at the gym when the rest of the world pressed too hard.

Back then, she was strong.

Now, she’s stronger.

She’s heavier too, her weight turned into muscle from never slowing down, her frame filling out even more since the two of you got together.

And you; you’ve changed too. You’ve put on weight in the quiet, comfortable rhythm of being loved, nights with takeout and mornings that start late because you’d rather stay wrapped up in her.

It doesn’t bother you.

You just notice it sometimes.

Like today, while you’re standing in front of the mirror, smoothing down the skirt of a long, elasticated dress you just bought. It hugs you in ways your clothes didn’t used to, clinging to the roundness at your stomach, the softness in your hips, the cellulite you can still see beneath the fabric.

You laugh, turning toward Sevika where she’s leaning in the doorway, the tip of her hair still damp from her shower.

“Look at this,” you grin, tugging the fabric over your thighs. “I swear I’m like two sizes bigger than last year. It’s crazy.”

Sevika’s eyes drag over you slowly and she smirks. That lazy, knowing curl of her lips that always makes your chest feel too full in the best way possible.

“Yeah,” she says, low and sure, like she’s never once questioned it. “We both are.”

The dress isn’t too small.

It’s not about the size.

She pushes off the doorframe, slow and deliberate, like she hasn’t already decided she’s coming closer, but she definitely did.

She crosses the room in those long, heavy steps, her eyes still locked on you.

It’s something you’ve taught her, this need to close the distance. To touch.

She never used to be like this; never clingy, never the one to reach first.

But since she’s with you, it’s different.

With you, her hand finds your hip before she even thinks about it, fingers brushing the fabric of your new dress like she’s checking the quality.

“Looks good,” she mutters, low and gruff, the words catching like they’re dragged out of her chest.

You smile so wide it makes your cheeks ache, leaning into her touch because you always do.

For a moment, you just breathe in the closeness, the quiet way her presence steadies everything.

Then, a memory bubbles up; something you’d read online late one night when she was asleep beside you.

“You know,” you murmur, half-laughing, “I read somewhere that people gain weight in healthy relationships. Like, you’ve got more chance to get bigger because you’re happy.”

Sevika huffs, not quite a laugh, but her thumb strokes over your hips all the same, like she doesn’t even notice she’s doing it.

“Don’t get it,” she mutters, her voice rough like gravel. “We’re in a terribly toxic relationship.”

A laugh bursts out of you, high and sudden until it turns into a giggle. Your laugh sound like a witch in a fairytale, clutching at her shoulders as you loop your arms around her neck and pull her in.

“Yeah,” you wheeze between laughs, grinning up at her. “So toxic. I’m terrified of you.”

Her lips twitch, threatening a real smile, but she schools her face into that same constipated neutral face she always tries to keep. It doesn’t fool you, not when her hands settle heavier on your hips.

Sevika tries to keep that flat, serious stare, but it never lasts long with you.

The corner of her mouth twitches then breaks, splitting into a wide, wicked grin she can’t hold back.

Her hands tighten at your hip before one suddenly slides lower, firm and deliberate, cupping your ass in a way that makes you squeal and laugh even harder.

“Sev!”

She doesn’t give you time to protest. With that wicked grin still sharp on her face, she nudges you backward with no much care, until the back of your knees hit the mattress.

You topple onto it with another burst of laughter, the sound filling the room like it belongs there.

And only when you’re there beneath her does she let it slip;

That low chuckle that no one else ever gets to hear.

The laugh she saves for you alone.

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Sevika x Reader (Creampie)

~2k words! choking, spanking, artificial cock- MINORS AND MEN DNI!

“Are you sure it works?” You asked, looking down at the sleek black case sitting on the edge of the bed. Sevika had been hinting at some toy she’d been working on for a while— waiting to use it on you. There were nights where her head was between your thighs, gripping onto your hips as her tongue flicked through your folds, when she’d stop and tease you, telling you she couldn’t wait to make you drench the sheets.

“Yeah, it works. I…tested it. Before I brought it over.” Sevika said, already working on the buckles of her many belts. You stood from the bed with a smile, reaching out to pull her closer by her belt, your fingers replacing hers.

“Oh? So you got started without me.” You asked, tilting your head to look up at her. She chuckled, wrapping her arm around your waist as she leaned her face closer to yours.

“Had to make sure it was gonna do what I needed it to. Been talkin’ it up for the past couple weeks, didn’t want to disappoint.” Sevika mumbled, her lips finally pressing against your neck, her nose nudging against your chin. You smiled, finally pulling her belts off and tossing them to the ground next to you.

“You never disappoint, baby…” A shiver ran down your spine as Sevika’s hand reached down, squeezing you softly. “Now are you gonna tell me what it does or…?”

“I’ll show you.” She muttered, her hand cupping your cheek to guide your lips to hers. Your eyes fluttered closed as your arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer— if possible. You could never get tired of this, how tightly her hands held you while her tongue slid against yours. A sound left your throat, needy. Sevika pulled back to look at you, smirking as you panted softly.

She walked you towards the bed, sitting you on the edge as she took a step back. You smiled, cocking your head to the side a bit.

“I get a strip show?”

Sevika didn’t say anything, just kept her eyes right on yours as she unbuttoned her pants, kicking out of both them and her boxers. She pulled off her shirt and tossed it, and your mouth gaped slightly- how could it not when she looked this fucking good.

Her hand reached out, her fingers tilting your head up to hers as she kissed you again— much deeper this time. You heard her other hand fumbling with the box, but you didn’t care. All you could focus on was how deep her tongue was and how you wish it was inside you instead.

“Focus,” Sevika said as she lifted her face from yours “Don’t want you gone so soon.” You looked down and saw her pulling on…a strap-on.

That definitely snapped you out of your daze.

“Sev…we use one of those like, every other day. How is this what you’ve been working on for like, two weeks—“

Your breath caught as you felt her fingers wrap around yours throught, effectively shutting you up. “Keep talking like that and I’ll leave you right here, drippin’ and empty. Got it?” Her voice was impossibly low.

You nodded, whining softly at the feeling of her hand tight against you.

“Good girl, now get undressed for me while I get ready for you.”

You had never gotten naked so fast. Not even when Sevika got home and slammed the door that one, very long night.

Your eyes finally drifted down to the attatchment. It was…oh she was gonna fucking wreck you. You looked up at her and— her face was slightly flushed, her chest rising as she panted softly.

It finally clicked. You bit your lip as your hands ran up Sevika’s thighs to her hips, pulling her close as you looked up at her. Her gaze was fixed on you, her hand reaching out to run over your hair as she pulled you closer.

“…so you’ll feel it?” You asked, looking down at the…very large thing hanging between her strong thighs.

“Yeah…it, uh— feels nice.”

The thought of Sevika’s hand wrapped around her own cock, gasping and moaning as she felt a different kind of pleasure for the first time had you dripping. You reached out, keeping your eyes on as your hand wrapped around it. It felt slick, but not as fake as the ones you’d used before. Her hips jerked forward a bit, her hand tightening in your hair as the colder one rested on your shoulder.

“Does it feel good?” You asked, now focused completely on making her feel good— your hand twisting when you got to the tip.

“Fuck yeah…” Her voice was already at that point where is came deep from her throat.

Something wet slid down onto you palm as you reached her tip again, and you finally took your eyes off her face to look down. White. Sevikas eyes followed yours and she smirked, pushing her hips deeper into your hand.

“Right. Forgot to tell you that’d ha— fuck!” Your lips wrapped around the tip, bringing her into your mouth to taste it. It was…sweet. In a way that made you want more— that made you want to feel it run down your throat while Sevika held you there to take every fucking drop.

And you were gonna get it.

Your head began to bob, slowly at first. You knew even with all the testing, Sevika had never had a mouth on her.

You were her first.

Fuck.

Sevika groaned as your mouth filled with saliva, your eyes closed as your hands moved back to her hips, one sliding around to cup her ass as you pushed yourself deeper onto her.

“Fuck, baby— slow down. I can’t…no- don’t slow down. Keep going, it feels fucking amazing.”

Her hips began to move in time with you, thrusting herself further into your mouth as you relaxed your throat to take her. You could feel more of her pre-cum falling onto your tongue, and the taste was fucking addicting. You weren’t sure if it was because it actually tasted good or because the thought of Sevika finally coming inside you had you more desperate that usual.

Though the answer was pretty obvious considering you were moaning. Very desperately, like she wasn’t already fucking your throat.

“If I knew you liked it this much, I would’ve made it so— fuck! Baby, you gonna let me talk??”

You pulled off her cock, your lips glistening with spit. “No.”

Sevika moaned as you took her again, deeper this time her entire body shuddering as she felt your throat gag around her. Her grip in your hair only got tighter as she tried to fight the urge to just hold you in place. Use you. That was for another time.

The sound of your moans filled the room, spit dribbling down your chin as her cock pulsed in your mouth. For minutes you sat there, taking her as she set the pace— her head falling back every time your nose nudged the curls sitting right above her length.

You gasped as she pulled you off, your breasts rising with each breath you took as your eyes met hers.

“Get on the bed,” She muttered, “Want to feel you around me when I finally cum.”

Your back hit the mattress as she climbed over you, her mech hand pushing your thighs wide open as she settled between them, her tip resting on top of your soaked cunt. Sevika chuckled, her free hand wrapping around herself as she slid her cock through your folds, pressing right against your swollen clit. “You’re drippin’, baby…all that from taking my cock with those pretty lips?” You whimpered softly, your hips reaching for any friction you could get.

“Please…”

“Please, what?”

You groaned, your head falling back against the firm pillow beneath you. “Fuck me, Sev.”

Your entrance pulsed as you felt her cock press against it, her tip slowly slipping in before she pulled back— teasing you with every short thrust. She ran her hand along your thigh as she pulled your leg over her shoulder, opening you up wider for her. Every inch felt like torture. Beautiful, thick, torture. It was as if she was trying to mold your walls to her cock so you could take her, and only her. You looked up and saw a bead of sweat dripping from her forehead to her scarred jaw, her mouth slightly open as she felt the warmth of your pussy for the first time. “You’re so fucking wet, I could sit here for hours— just filling you up.” You moaned at the thought, and Sevika felt your cunt clench around her.

“Fuck- do that again.”

And you did, your walls clamping down on her cock to pull her deeper inside you. She moaned, moving your leg down to hold it around her waist as her hips finally pressed against yours, her head falling down to your shoulder.

“Sev?”

“Wait, just—“ She panted, her back muscles moving with each labored breath.

She was trying not to cum.

You let out a breathless laugh. “Can’t take it, sweetheart? I thought you practiced.”

That’s how you ended up on your knees, your face pressed against that mattress with Sevika’s flesh hand wrapped up in your hair as her mech one held onto yours hips, her cock slamming into you in short, fast, thrusts. Your arms could barely hold you up- the feeling of her cock filling you each time made you drool.

“Fuck, Sev- ‘m sorry—“

She tugged at your hair, your back arching further as her breath filled your ear.

“No you’re not. You wanted this- wanted me to fill this pussy over and over till you’re fuckin’ numb.”

She wasn’t wrong…

“I can’t—“

“Can’t you? With all the practice you’ve had taking my cock— whether I could feel it or not?”

What Sevika didn’t understand was that it did feel different. Each thrust was more calculated, precise. Because she could feel everything, especially that spot that she hit with 100% accuracy now that she could feel the difference.

She pushed your head into the sheets, her eyes focused on the way your ass shook each time her hips met yours. Her words became less harsh, her movements less focused on punishing you and more about wanting to feel you squeeze around her when you finally came.

“Sev…’m gonna…” You could barely talk, each words a struggle to get out as she fucked you stupid.

“I know, baby. Cum for me…I wanna feel it around my cock the same way I felt it around my fingers last night.”

Oh god.

Sevika smirked as she felt you gush onto her, the memories flooding your head.

“Yeah…remember that? How I sucked on that pretty clit with four fingers inside you. You were fuckin’ ruining our sheets with how wet you were.”

“Vika—“

“Remember how hard you came? Those thighs wrapped around my head even when you tried to push me off?”

“Ahh—!”

“And then you fucking squirted all over my face. Didn’t stop eating you though, did I?”

“Nng— no…”

“I drank,”

Her hips slammed harder with each word that spilled over.

“Every.”

“Sevika—“

“Last.”

“I’m gonna cum-“

“Drop.”

Your head fell forward as your cum coated her cock, her name muffled into the sheets as your body shook with each aftershock. And then you felt it. Her teeth marking your shoulder as her hips pressed against you one final time— her cum flooding your soaked pussy as she bit down harder. You were both panting, your bodies twitching together.

Sevika’s back straightened as she pulled out, watching her cum slide down your folds, some of it dripping onto the bed while the rest pooled down your thighs. She grabbed a handful of you, her thumb pulling you open as she watched her own cum be forced out of your pulsing cunt.

“Oh, I can’t fuckin’ forget this.”

*click*

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