sevikaswifey

she/her requests are open :)

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!!MASTERLIST!!

jenna ortega + characters

mikey madison + characters

sevika

abby anderson

requests are currently open for arcane characters and anyone you would like me to start writing for :)

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hey guys how is everyone?? also since i changed my username AGAIN can someone tell me if my links aren’t working please 😭

[sevikaswifefr]

WAITING

pairing: Sevika x female reader

warnings: mentions of injuries

Pacing the living room floor, I can’t seem to think straight. Sevika hasn’t yet walked in the door. Normally she would be home and eating dinner or showering by now, her grunts of satisfaction echoing around the house. But the thudding of her boots had yet to sound in the hallway and her lips had yet to find mine.

Biting my fingernails, I manage to force myself down onto our couch, watching the clock as if somehow it would make time go faster.

Finally after an hour of waiting, the scrape of the front door opening alerts me. “Sev?” I call standing up and rushing to meet her in the hallway.

Seeing Sevika, my heart stops. She leans against the doorway, her new mechanical arm hanging limply by her side and the scars on her cheek glowing darker than usual, each flicker causing Sevika to flinch. Of what I can see, her stomach is already black and blue as she makes her way forwards and glances back at the doorway.

Two more figures appear. Jinx. I know her reasonably well, or at least know of her through Sevika, but the small child clinging to Jinx’s calf I had never seen before. The kid’s golden eyes don’t even spare me a glance as she gazes up at Jinx like she’s some sort of goddess.

Jinx, however lacks her usual charisma, the blue haired girl simply standing slightly behind Sevika gazing down at her hand which seemed to be lacking a middle finger.

“Everyone inside now.” I sigh moving past them all to close the front door. Jinx and the small child move further into the house whilst Sevika glances almost nervously at me.

“Didn’t wanna leave them for someone else to find. ” She grunts almost apologetically as she too moves further into the hallway.

“Who knew you would go soft,” I chuckle watching with a worried eye as Sevika half collapses down on the rickety couch, her body taking up more than half of the seat. She grunts again, rolling her eyes. “Knew you would have my ass if I left them there.”

I don’t reply instead moving to Jinx who holds Isha close. “Feel free to shower, and there’s a first aid kit and spare bed in the next room.” I smile softly gently pointing in the direction of the bathroom. “Thanks Mrs Vika,” Jinx grins though it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Let me know if you guys need anything else. I’m quite good at patching up wounds,” I smile warmly gazing at Jinx’s finger again. “Will do.” Jinx nods, the little girl beside her giving me a thumbs up as they both turn in the direction of my finger.

Moving back to my girlfriend I sit beside her on the couch, one hand coming up to trace the scars on her cheek which seem to be throbbing under her skin. “What happened?” I ask softly moving to catch her eye. Sevika scoffs, jaw clenching at the memory. “Vi and that piltover enforcer happened.” She sneers moving her flesh hand to grip my wrist gently pulling it from her face. “They had some sort of hextech that fucked with my arm and my face.”

I hum, listening to her rant whilst scanning her body for any life threatening injuries, finding myself sighing of relief at finding none. But your ok?” I ask, using the hand she isn’t holding to gently lift her shirt, scanning under it for anything I didn’t catch the first time. Her eyes lock with mine as I glance up at her. “I’ll be fine doll, just need to sleep.” She replies rubbing her thumb over my wrist before letting it go.

“I think Isha and Jinx are in the bathroom, I’ll go check on them and help them to their bed for the night so you can shower ok?” I smile standing from the couch as she does. Sevika nods, eyes softening slightly before heading into the kitchen.

Popping my head into the bathroom, I find it empty although the first aid kit is scattered out on the bench. Instead I move to the spare bed, a simple tattered mattress laid out on the floor of a room neither Sevika or myself found any use for. Glancing into the dimly lit room, Jinx lays sprawled out across the bed, finger bandaged and the younger girl curled up on her chest, both fast asleep. I can’t help but smile at the sight before moving back to the bathroom to turn on the shower.

“Sev,” I call as softly as possible towards the kitchen, trying to not wake the two sleeping girls in the room next to me. “The showers ready, hurry up, I wanna sleep.”

Sevika appears almost immediately already trying to unbuckle her belt with one hand. I chuckle at the sight before slapping her hand away and doing it myself. “I can do it myself.” She grunts but doesn’t resist, her hand instead moving to run through my hair. I grin, shaking my head and finishing it off by helping her take off her shirt too. “Go shower, I’m not sleeping with someone that smells like sweat and blood.” I tease. Now naked, she raises an eyebrow and goes to stand under the water sighing in satisfaction at the warmth it provides.

Ten minutes later, Sevika finally got out complaining that the water had gone cold. After forcing her to sit so I could put some cream on her bruises and patch up the few cuts lacing her flesh arm we made our way to our bed.

“Take off the arm, I’m not sleeping with that thing poking me anymore.” I tell her, laying down on my side. “It doesn’t poke you.” She retorts but obliges in my request, taking it off with a hiss and placing it on the desk. “Needs fixed anyway.” She sighs before finally collapsing onto the bed, the mattress creaking under her weight. “That’s a problem for tomorrow.” I reply closing my eyes and moving to lay my head on her chest. She simply hums, her flesh arm tracing intricate patterns on the skin of my arm. “Thank you for coming home safe.” I whisper pressing a kiss to her collarbone. Sevika’s lips find my hairline, pressing there a second before she pulls away to tilt my chin up to meet her gaze. “Don’t have to thank me baby, I’ll always come home to you.”

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hi! just wanted to inform you that your masterlist fic links aren’t working because of the change in username so you would have to re-link them again. just wanted to let you know as a tumblr writer myself :)

your the best thank youuu, i’ll adjust them now :)))

[sevikaswifefr]

Hi did you deleted your Jenna Ortega imagines

no they are still there if you click masterlist the jenna ortega and characters imagines they will come up :)

[sevikaswifefr]

Alone Time

pairing: abby anderson x female reader

warnings: mentions of sex

a/n: guys i’m sorry if my writing is still not it but can we just take a moment to admire the photo of her. THIS WOMAN IS BEAUTIFUL ^^ also feel free to send in TLOU requests (preferably abby, but i’ll answer all )

Last night was euphoric.

Abby and I hadn’t had alone time in what felt like forever. For the past month she had always been forced out on night patrol by Isaac or I had been thrown into the medical ward to administer treatments to those in need, thanks to Mel. So to have us both free for a night meant we had alooot of catching up to do…

Leading up to today.

My limbs are numb, exhausted thanks to Abby’s eagerness last night, my entire body feeling as if it had been lit on fire and left to burn.

However, apparently my girlfriend didn’t feel the same as I reach for her with my eyes closed only to be met with cold sheets. Instead, I hear her throat clearing on my opposite side causing my eyes to snap open.

Abby stands beside the bed, arms crossed over her body which is only covered by a sports bra and her underwear. All thoughts of sleep leave me as I admire her toned figure. “Hi baby.” I smile up at her, reaching a hand to touch her muscular thigh, my fingers gently tracing the purple marks left by yours truly.

“Don’t hi baby me. Look at what you did.” She frowns. Uncrossing her arms she gestures to her neck and collarbone, my hand slapping across my mouth at the sight. At least ten purple and red marks litter her neck, all dark and so large that Abby had no chance of hiding them. “I got a bit carried away.” I stifle a laugh. “Oh, yeah? Ok. Well that makes everything ok. You just got a bit carried away.” Abby retorts sarcastically rolling her eyes.

“You weren’t complaining last night.” I laugh sitting up in bed, glancing down at my naked torso. “And hey, look at me.” I point to my own hickies that are scattered over my stomach and chest. Abby smiles slightly, eyes wandering over her artwork. “Yeah well that can be hidden,” Abby gestures dramatically back to her neck. “Mine can’t.” She almost whines.

Throwing back the sheets, I step out of the bed gently pushing past my girlfriend who groans at my lack of attention as I pick up my discarded clothes and get dressed. “Everyone’s gonna tease the fuck out of me.” Her fingers drag down her face causing my eyes to roll playfully. “Who cares, they are just gonna be jealous you got fucked good and they didn’t.” I shrug tugging my shirt over my chest and grabbing my hair brush.

Silence ensues causing me to glance back over my shoulder seeing my girlfriend collapsed starfish like on her back, still half naked. “Abs, we gotta go if we wanna get breakfast in time.” Finishing with getting myself ready I head over to the bed, straddling Abby’s thighs, my hands holding onto her shoulders. “You’re so fucking dramatic.” I chuckle hearing her loud groan. “You wanted it, you initiated the sex.” I tease lowering myself so our noses brush.

Abby glares up at me with a slight pout. “And I loved it.” She sighs giving up. “Yeah, thats what I thought.” I playfully slap her chest before sliding off her. “Now get ready to go. I am craving a breakfast burrito.”

After ten more minutes of resistance from my girlfriend the two of us finally manage to leave our room.

Walking into the cafeteria, we head straight for our usual table with Nora, Leah, and Manny already sitting and eating together.

“Looks like someone had a good night.” Manny scoffs immediately as the two of us sit down. This causes the rest of the groups eyes to wander to us, most on Abby as they admire the bruises on her neck.

“Fuck off.” Abby laughs punching Manny’s shoulder beside her.

“God dam. Girl you look like you got your ass beat.” Leah whistles, sending a wink my way. “Yeah, holy fuck. I don’t think even Leah’s done that much of a number on Jordan and we all know how freaky that bitch is.” Nora laughs elbowing Leah who fakes mock offence.

Abby’s face becomes a freshly tinted red. “Oh please, you’re all just jealous you didn’t get shit last night.” I retort playfully. “Plus you should see the state of my-.” I get cut off by a a disgusted chorus of shouts from the rest of the group.

“Keep your details to yourself.” Manny scrunches his nose in disgust. I simply shrug sharing a look with Abby and taking a bite of my burrito.

“Oh Abby, you know you got patrol with Jordan and me today.” Leah’s mouth is half full as she talks, making the blonde chuckle. “Yeah I know, let’s try make it quick so we can get home before dark. Sleep sounds like my best friend at the moment.” Abby groans downing the rest of her burrito.

Leah gulps down the rest of her food before standing up, Abby following seconds behind. “I’ll try be home before dark baby.” Abby smiles gently cupping my face and pressing a kiss to my lips. I smile against her, nodding my head. “Be safe.” I wave to her as she follows Leah down the hall turning back to the others as we continue our breakfast conversations.

……..

The sun slowly fades, turning the view from my stadium window to from orange to black. Flicking on the bedroom lights I get comfortable on the couch with one of Abby’s books.

I only manage to get through a few pages before the door to the bedroom opens revealing a worn out Abby.

“Hi baby.” I smile placing the book down and opening my arms to her. She manages a small smile before collapsing on top of me, burying her face into my neck. “Mm so tired.” She whispers, her breath hot on my skin as she presses her face deeper into my body.

My hands rub her back, moving under her tank top to trace patterns on her skin. “I know pretty girl. It’s ok just rest now.” I reply pressing my lips to the top of her head. “Owen ended up coming on patrol with us. Isaac said we needed more hands or some shit.” She manages to whisper, her eyes closing. I frown at the thought of that asshole on patrol with my girl. “Did he do anything? I’ll go beat his ass.” I reply causing Abby to crack a smile. “Nah I just caught him staring like a deer in headlights at my neck a few times. Said something about you being feral and I yelled at him so don’t worry.” Her sentence is cut off with a yawn.

“Now that is a jealous man.” I scoff thinking of the stupid face he must’ve had. My hands gently play with the fly aways in Abby’s braid. “Well too bad for him, your mine now.” I grin pressing another kiss to her head.

“Hmm Abby?” I look down to see her lips slightly parted, eyes shut and breathing even out. She was out like a light.

[sevikaswifefr]

5 days

pairing: abby anderson x female reader

warnings: my first fic in a little while so…

“It’s not funny Abigail.” My eyes harden, gazing at the woman who holds my heart… and who laughs through her nose as she sits before me, trapping me between her thighs at the edge of our bed. Furrowing my brows in protest does nothing, Abby’s face is still plastered with an amused grin. I glare harder at my girlfriend who scoffs, fingers running up my legs and landing on the backs of my thighs, squeezing gently.

“You’re being dramatic.” She singsongs wiggling her eyebrows just to irritate me. Rolling my eyes I look away, the floor becoming more interesting than Abby’s face.“It’s just a patrol that’s longer than usual because there’s gonna be a storm. I swear I’ll be fine mkay?” Fingers brush against my cheek, capturing my chin and forcing my face back in her direction.

Her cheeky grin had disappeared, instead her eyebrows furrowed not unlike my own. Her now serious persona and soft touch bursts the dam I had been holding back for so long now. “Yeah well what if something happens to you? Like the storm is too noisy and you don’t hear the infected in the building you stay at? And then you get infected and I have to live the rest of my life alone because you were stupid.” Tears well up in my eyes as the scenario plays out in my brain. Abby’s blood splattered against walls, her cries echoing-

“I’m not the best soldier at this camp for nothing ok? Have a little faith in me hmm?” Her soft spoken response interrupts my train of thought. Clenching my jaw I watch as a hint of a smile protrudes from her lips, her large hands tapping at the backs of my thighs. “It’ll only be like 5 days. You’ll live without me for that long won’t you?” She scrunches her nose up almost mocking me. I can’t help but smile sadly.

“I’ll miss you.” I whisper moving my hands across her broad shoulders and down her biceps enjoying the feeling of her muscles contracting beneath my palms. Abby smiles at my reply. Leaning down, I capture her lips in a kiss, my hands crawling up her shoulders and neck to rest on the sides of her face. A few tears fall down my cheeks as I pull away from her resting my forehead on her own.

“You’re such a baby.” Abby whispers lightheartedly, using her thumb to wipe away the stray tears on my face. “Shut up.” I half chuckle half sob, burying my face in her neck. She shifts slightly, her hand coming up to rest on my back before ruining the moment. “I have to go soon babe.” Abby sighs.

I ignore her. If I just keep holding her she can’t leave.

How wrong I was.

She left 4 days ago and I had been a nervous wreck ever since.

“Leah please.” I beg standing before my friend with my hands clasped together. “Just tell me what you know.” I groan changing my tactic and grabbing her shoulders instead, shaking them just enough to rattle her brain.

“I’ve already told you everything I know.” She replies in the same whiny tone I used, slapping my hands off her shoulders and crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m in the same boat dumbass, Jordans out there with her and Manny.” She rolls her eyes with a hint of a smile. I groan again and sit back on the chair in the stadium field. “They’ll be back soon, hopefully tonight.” She adds picking up a ball and throwing it for Bear, her favourite dog, to chase.

A few more hours pass and still no word from Abby and the rest of the patrol unit. Sitting in the cafeteria, I simply poke half heartedly at the green beans on my plate, wishing Abby was here to eat them for me like she always did when I hear the yells of the soldiers outside, signalling a truck coming through the gates.

Jumping up, I discard my tray and rush towards the arena praying that a certain blonde haired woman would meet me there.

Barging through the arena doors my heart skips a beat at seeing Abby hop off the back of the truck, seemingly in ok form.

Rushing past Jordan whose eyes are glued to Leah, and Manny who holds out his arms for a hug about four different women, I launch into my girlfriend who stumbles backwards slightly as she catches my full body weight in her muscular arms. Before she can even open her mouth to speak I press my lips to hers in a bruising kiss that leaves no room for breathing.

I only pull away to get some air back before my lips are on hers again and again and again. Somewhere between the 7th and 10th kiss Abby begins to chuckle trying to pry my face off of hers with little success as I chase her lips again and again and again.

“Baby.” She manages to say causing me to stop my current activities and smile adoringly at her. “I’m expecting that kind of welcome home after every patrol now.” Abby’s blue eyes crinkle at the sides as her nose scrunches with her smile. I shake my head at her. “No, because I forbid you from ever doing that again.” I scoff running my hands up and down her arms. “That was hard.” I add causing Abby’s eyebrows to raise as she puts me down. “Oh I’m sorry, did you fight hordes of infected and a few handfuls of Scars?” She teases poking my chest with a smirk.

Rolling my eyes I glance back at the small crowd gathered to see the units return, my cheeks flushing at the thought of them witnessing my previous acts.

“Let’s go to our room.” I tug at Abby’s hand as she grabs her belongings out the car. “You smell like shit.” I tease. In a flash Abby’s arms wrap around my waist as she lifts me off the floor causing me to let out a squeak, her face nuzzling itself into my neck. “And now you smell like shit too.” Her voice is muffled by my skin.

“Guess we are gonna have to shower together.”

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ABBY ANDERSON

5 days

Alone Time

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MIKEY MADISON + CHARACTERS

Mikey Madison

treatment

proud of you

this is why we bully you

more than a friend

Amber Freeman

i’m not sick

one with the floor

woe and behold

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SEVIKA

good piece of meat

waiting

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JENNA ORTEGA + CHARACTERS

Jenna Ortega

date night

my friends sister

i trust you

broken

constants

video games

penalty shots

Vada Cavell

red looks good on you

scared

you can’t swim???

Tara Carpenter

falling for you

liar

[sevikaswifefr]

GOOD PIECE OF MEAT

pairing: sevika x female reader

warnings: men.

A/N: soooo…. hey guys. i’m back-ish. i won’t be updating like regularly but i will give you guys the odd one shot. since the trailer of arcane has come out i decided to start redoing arcane oneshots so feel free to request some, i may not be able to do heaps of requests but i will do a few. sorry for abandoning you guys for so long btw i just lost my love for writing for a bit but it coming back now so yay. anyway i love sevika with my whole heart and LEMME KNOW WHAT U THINK OF THE ARCANE TRAILER IN THE COMMENTS PLEASE. i need people to talk about this with. i missed you all :))

I was freezing to say the least. The cold streets of Zaun were no place for me right now, not at this time of night, especially when I had left my jacket back at my apartment. And so I head quickly to the Last Drop making sure to stay away from the shadowy corners and avoid the lingering looks of the strangers within the musky alleys.

Finally, the dimly lit bar comes into view. Music and shouts echo outside the entrance as I walk towards it, excited to finally see the person I had been missing all day.

“Name and business?” The bouncer extends a hand out stopping me from reaching the front door, his expression lacking any sort of emotion. I hadn’t seen him before, no doubt new to this job and so blissfully unaware of who I am. “I’m here to see my girlfriend.” I frown still shivering in the outside air. “Who?” The bouncer replies crossing his arms and raising one caterpillar looking eyebrow.

“Sevika.”

Instantly his stature changes. Eyes widen in shock and his stance becomes a lot more hospitable. “Welcome to the Last Drop. You’re looking ravishing tonight.” He smiles almost too kindly and opens the door ushering me inside.

The bar smells of alcohol and sweat, nothing I hadn’t smelt before but still, not necessarily pleasant. Ignoring the scent in the air I scan the crowd till I find my girlfriend who sits with an accomplished smirk on her lips. Surrounded by four other men, she plays cards obviously winning as the others sit sullen faced or groaning in defeat.

Pushing through the sea of people I make my way over, Sevikas eyes meeting mine as I reach the table. “Hi baby.” I smile happy to finally see my girlfriend after a long day at work.

She grins throwing her cards face up onto the table eliciting groans from the other four members although her eyes stay locked on me.

“Hi princess, did you have a good day?” She reaches for my hand with her flesh one gently tugging me onto her lap and pressing a kiss to the side of my head as I face the rest of the table.

“Yeah, it was ok.” I reply looking up at her with a small smile. “I missed you though.” I whisper leaning back into her chest. Sevikas grip on my waist tightens as her thumb traces small circles around my hip bone. “Missed you too.” She grunts.

Turning my attention back to the other four at the table I can’t help but let out a small chuckle at their gobsmacked faces.

It wasn’t often I came to the Last Drop, but when I did I always gathered the same reaction. People were astonished at how I somehow had gathered the most feared women in Zauns affection. Her softness towards me especially in public made everyone turn to stare.

“So Miss Muscle Woman has herself a little pet.” One man scoffs his eyes lingering on me. I can feel Sevika tense under my body as he eyes me up again. “Well you picked good Sev, she’s a pretty one alright.” He chuckles again, looking at his mates for back up only for them to shake their heads in fear.

Both Sevikas metal hand and flesh hand softly grip my waist as she lifts me off her lap and onto the chair beside her. The bar goes silent, each and every individual looking over as Sevika stands up to her daunting six foot height in complete silence and slowly stalks round the table to stand in front of the man.

He quickly realises his mistake and holds up his hands in defence as he scurries backwards, falling from his chair. “I-I’m just saying Sev, she’s a very good looking piece of meat you know? Go-Good for you and all. I don’t want her myself but-”

It all happens rather fast. Sevika’s cape is flung off her shoulder and before I can blink the man is cut off, lifted from the ground by his throat. “Apologise to her.” She snarls menacingly as he kicks and wheezes, hands pawing at the metal that slowly carved into his neck. “Now.” Sevika barks tightening her hold causing his eyes to widen as his air way is cut off. The man manages to let out a weak sorry aimed in my direction before he’s dropped to the floor. His breath comes back all at once as he inhales deeply, clutching weakly at his throat.

“Say another word about my girl ever again and I wont make the same mistake of letting you live. Do I make myself clear?” She leans in close to the man holding the front of his shirt as she snarls at him. He nods frantically a few tears rolling down his face and onto the already purple bruise forming on his neck.

Letting his shirt go Sevika goes to stand up again before swinging her flesh fist at his face causing him to go flying backwards, blood splattering against the chair he once sat in.

“And don’t let me catch you in here again.” She shouts after him as he turns on his heel and hobbles out the bar. She smirks satisfied before turning to the rest of the onlookers. “Anyone else got something to say?” She asks, her voice low and dangerous almost daring someone to talk. Immediately everyone goes back to the previous activities trying not to bring attention to themselves.

I breathe out a sigh of relief as Sevika finally turns back to me, her flesh hand coming to land on my cheek stroking it softly as a small frown is etched on her head.

“Are you ok princess?” She asks softly. I nod. “I am now.” I smile and press a kiss to her palm. “Can we go home please ? That made me even more tired.” I ask.

Sevika nods instantly getting her cloak off the floor and reaching for my hand as we walk out the door and into the streets.

Shivering once again I move closer to my girlfriend who chuckles as I cling to her arm. “Here.” She wraps her cloak around my shoulders and presses a kiss to the top of my head.

“I’m not gonna let anything hurt you princess. Not even the cold. Not while I’m around.”

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Hey do u have an ao3 account?

noo i do not. i love reading on there but i won’t lie i feel like i would find it so complicated to have an account.

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penalty shot

request linked here

pairing: jenna ortega x female reader

warnings: none

a/n: i think i’m also gonna start writing for arcane characters (mostly sevika) , lemme know what u guys want :)

Stress doesn’t even begin to cover the amount of anxiety I feel as I stand under the stadium lights readying myself to kick a penalty goal. My team may be up by one but missing this kick could ruin my chances at moving up the league ladder. Plus it doesn’t help that football fans are never lenient when it comes to penalty goals, miss it and your basically the worst player to ever walk the field.

Taking a deep breathe I glance toward the goalie who stands crouched in the middle of the goal side stepping from side to side ready to dive. With a clench of my jaw and a last glance at my team behind me I manage to calm myself as each member nods their head in encouragement. Finally I begin to run towards the ball, grass kicking up in my wake as I lift my right leg and make contact with the ball.

The stadium is silent, watching as the ball flies through the air looking as if it’s going for top bins. My hopes are quickly squashed however as the goalie manages to get a finger to the ball causing it to fly up and over the goal and straight into first row of the crowd.

An ooh echoes around the stadium as my ball smacks a brown haired woman dead in the middle of her face. Her hands immediately flying up to her nose as she winces in pain. “Shit.” I mumble under my breath seeing the woman on the big screen, my cheeks blushing red as I notice how beautiful she happens to be.

“Dude, you just hit Jenna Ortega in the face.” My teammate Sam whispers, her eyes not leaving the big screen either. “Of course I did. I’ll be right back.” I pat her on the back before heading over towards Jenna who dabs at her nose which runs red blood all down her chin.

“Hey, no you can’t leave the field.” The ref sprints in front of me, an arm extended out before me to prevent me from getting any further. “I just need to see if she’s ok.” I plead gently pushing the refs arm.

“Only time your leaving this field before time is up will be for a red card and if u keep behaving how you are it won’t be far away.” The refs eyes narrow before he picks up his whistle and blows it loudly in my ear.

“Get back on the field.” He seethes, a vein popping on his neck. Holding my hands up in surrender I head back to the field glancing over my shoulder to find Jenna already staring at me. I send her an apologetic smile to which she raises her eyebrows with a tiny smile she tried so hard to hide.

Throughout the rest of the match I can’t help but glance over at the brown haired woman who holds a cloth to her nose yet still cheers loudly. Even with the blood running down her chin and the large cloth covering half her face, her beauty still managed to force the blood to rush to my cheeks.

Finally only two minutes remain with the score now tied. The crowd fades into background noise as I slide across the ground successfully tackling a girl from the opposite team causing her to trip over my foot as it hits the ball from between her legs. Her arms extend as she gasps, glaring at the ref as if trying to force him to give me a yellow card.

Luckily the call never comes allowing me to take the ball that rolls down the field and dribble it towards the goals. Defenders come my way pausing my play as I somehow manage to manoeuvre the ball between their legs until it is just me and the goalie once again.

Kicking hard silence falls over the stadium as my ball flies through the air. Only this time the goalie dives the opposite way allowing the back of the net to catch my ball.

The stadium erupts into cheers and applause, my name echoing across the stadium as the buzzer finally sounds ending the match. I find myself surrounded by my team mates, each one wrapping their arms around me and slapping my back in celebration of our victory but I only have eyes for one person at this time.

“Guys, guys hang on I have to do something. One minute.” I force my way out the group and head towards the crowd once again, only this time no ref stops me as I lean against the barricade where Jenna sits.

“I’m so sorry for hitting you.” I apologise instantly, gently biting my lip as she sticks her tongue out to wet her lips. “You made up for it with that last goal.” She shrugs with a small smile. “Plus it’s not broken so.” Jenna pulls the cloth away from her nose for a second as if to show me her button nose is far from damaged. “Yeah still looks perfect to me.” I flirt holding eye contact with the girl who raises an eyebrow. “That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” She fakes a pout and I let out a laugh before stepping backwards.

“Well then let me make it up to you.” I pull my jersey over my head leaving me in just a sports bra and shorts. “Got a pen? I can sign it for you too.” I chuckle as Jenna not so subtly eyes my stomach before reaching into her back pocket. “How do you even know I go for your team?” She teases watching me with a grin as I roll my eyes.

“Well the cheering and screaming of my name was a large sign.” I retort leaning my jersey against the barricade so I can write on it.

Signing my name and my number onto the jersey I place it in her hand, ignoring the tingling sensation as her finger graze mine. “Don’t sell it or I’ll have to change my number for the third time.” I playfully threaten. “Ooh I might just have to. Call it revenge.” Jenna chuckles before glancing over my shoulder.

“Looks like people are waiting on you. I’ll text you. Maybe.” She grins. I raise an eyebrow. “I’ll be waiting Miss Ortega. And I promise next time I see you there will be no blood noses involved.” I send her a wink before turning around and heading back to the field.

[sevikaswifefr]

had an idea not sure if it's good or not, i was thinking about max but honestly you can pick any other character you write for, probably vada would fit it as good, if you're tired of waiting for max and want to change things up :)

(i will say max and other better things characters names in this just to be easier). so reader and her family are Max's family neighbours, both families get along well until one day Sam needs to go to another city for a couple of days because of her work so she asks reader to babysit Duke and Frankie cause she doesn't trust Max at all to do a good job, Max is a little annoyed by it and is a little mad at reader because "why my mum trusts her and not me to babysit my sisters" maybe she's a little mean to her in the beginning but reader is always sweet and once Max sees how good reader is with her sisters she starts to let go of her mean persona.

(idk if you can even make something with this or not, if you can't that's fine <3 hope you're having a good week, as always love your writing it really makes me feel and picture everything perfectly)

i think i may use vada for this but yesss i can do it. i love it. i will try to get it done after my exams and when it’s done i’ll link it here :)

[sevikaswifefr]

liar

pairing: tara carpenter x female reader

warnings:

“YOU’VE LIED TO ME OUR WHOLE RELATIONSHIP.”

Tara’s small demeanour is slightly intimidating as she paces across our shared bedroom, her hands tearing at her hair.

“Baby please let me explain.” While her voice is loud mine remains soft and calm trying to keep the peace.

“Don’t.” She only stops pacing to extend her hand in my face. “Don’t even speak right now. I can’t believe you.” She groans once again resuming her stalking back and forth.

I open my mouth to present my own opinion when footsteps echo outside the door.

“What’s all this arguing?” Sams home, of course she’s home now. She doesn’t even knock as she barges in the bedroom threatening glares already set on me. Raising my hands I back away from the older Carpenter.

“No not arguing, not arguing. Tara’s just in shock. Isn’t that right?” I give Tara a look begging her not to let her sister go ape shit on me but she doesn’t even glance my way.

“Y/N has lied to me our whole relationship. Six months. All lies.” Tara’s fingers drag down her face as she rats me out to her sister, the sister who instantly stands taller and sends a menacing glance my way.

“Lied about what?” Sam speaks softly to her distraught sister one hand tucking Tara’s flyaways behind her ear.

“She has a tattoo. A tattoo for crying out loud and she didn’t even tell me.” Tara whines frowning at the floor.

Sams face falls, her hand dropping to her side. “Seriously? Your upset because your girlfriend has a tattoo?” Sam sighs. Tara nods with a childish pout.

“I’m just gonna leave you guys to it.” Sam smiles apologetically at me before closing the bedroom door once again leaving the two of us alone.

“Baby, your overreacting. Even Sam agrees. It’s not a big deal.” I breathe standing up from the bed to interrupt her pacing. Tara glares up at me, her lips forming a thin line.

“Do not tell me I’m overreacting. You lied. You liar.” Tara pouts gently smacking my chest with closed fists. Stifling a chuckle I grab her wrists softly and lean down to kiss her knuckles smiling at the blush spreading along her cheeks.

“Would you feel better if I showed you the tattoo again?” I ask. Tara whines throwing her head against my chest. “Yes.” She mumbles under her breath.

Taking off my shirt and my bra, I lay back on the bed turning onto my stomach and exposing the tattoo of a black spider situated on my shoulder blade. My skin twitches slightly as Tara’s fingers move over the bare skin, tracing the edges of the spider legs.

“I can’t believe I’ve never noticed this before.” She sighs her palm pressed flat over my spine. “I hate that I never noticed before.” Her voice is merely a whisper as small fingers dance over my tattoo again.

“Baby it’s ok. It’s not like your ever really looking at my naked back, it’s my front your more preoccupied with.” And with that I manage to turn over now laying on my back and gazing up at the woman with such adoration her cheeks glow red.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She asks with a frown still however moving to lay her chin on my chest, her lips resting against my collarbone.

“You never asked.” I shrug causing Tara to scoff. “If you get another one. Tell me.” She grins before pressing her lips hard against my neck. “Or else I’ll be forced into doing something that you will not enjoy.” She purs.

I whine softly as her hands move down my bare stomach, playing with the band of my pants occasionally dipping slightly further down.

“So have you guys worked it out?” Once again Sam doesn’t knock, instead opening the door wide.

“Get the fuck out.” Tara screams at her sister who stands slack jawed at the door. Sam says nothing as she closes the door muttering to herself softly.

“Fucking cockblock.” Tara groans laying her head in the crook of my neck. I chuckle pressing a kiss to the side of her head. Silence encompasses us for a few seconds before Tara shuffles around slightly.

“Can I start taking you from behind now?”

[sevikaswifefr]

Woe and behold

request linked here

pairing: amber freeman x female reader

warnings: death, betrayal, murder, blood,

a/n: IM SORRY TARA. IM SORRY READERS. guys i’m back writing again so feel free to send requests :)

“Hi baby.”

I smile at Tara’s pet name as I walk over to our group during our lunch break ignoring Ambers lingering glare towards Tara.

“Hi.” I reply sitting beside Tara and leaning over to kiss her cheek gently. Sitting back against the bench I glare at Amber for a second before turning back to Tara who now rests her head against my shoulder.

“Do you wanna come over later? Sam’s not gonna be home for hours.” She raises her eyebrows suggestively and I let out a laugh. “Sorry, I have an assignment I need to start, next time though I promise.” I kiss her forehead gently before turning my attention back to the group most of which didn’t even notice our affection exchange.

……

School finishes rather early today, letting me head home at a decent time.

Opening my front door I head to my kitchen, humming a tune as I open the fridge and sigh at the lack of contents inside. I debate what to do next when a thud in the other room causes me to pause, my hands moving slowly towards the knives beside the microwave.

“Hello?” I call into the empty apartment, the largest knife gripped so tight in my hand my knuckles bleed white. “If this is some kind of prank Mindy I’m going to have your head.” I yell out again slowly inching towards the living room.

Silence encompasses the house. Not even a whistle of the wind can be heard as I creep along the carpeted floor.

But the silence disappears as quickly as it appeared as another thud causes my head to snap around, a figure dressed in black with a white mask rushing at me.

Ghostface.

I scream as it wraps it’s arms around my torso, the glint of the knife pressing to my throat gently enough as to not draw blood but hard enough that I know if I move it’ll hurt.

Panting can be heard from behind the mask before an arm is removed from my waist to pull of the hood revealing the face behind it.

“Hi baby.” Ambers cheeks are slightly red as she giggles at my glare.

“Your an asshole you know that? We aren’t meant to be in our ghostface costumes unless we are actually pulling a murder.” I snap shoving Ambers shoulder as she pulls the knife from my throat.

The black haired girl pouts. “I wanted to see you. And I wanted to go over the plan again.” Her arms wrap around my waist, the black robe pressed against my body.

“Your lucky I love you.” I narrow my eyes playfully before leaning in to kiss her lips. “Yeah, I know.” Amber replies cheekily before leaning in to kiss me again.

“Can we kill Tara next? Please?” Amber pulls back and presses her forehead to my own. I raise an eyebrow at her question, my own forming on the tip of my tongue. “Are you jealous baby?” I smile slightly and lean over to peck her jaw as she frowns. “Just- I don’t understand why you have to pretend to date her.” Amber shrugs looking towards the floor.

I chuckle gently and tilt her chin back up so she can face me. “I love you Amber. Not Tara. I’m only dating her to have an alibi for the murders. She’s nothing to me. I promise.” I reassure the girl before me who nods slowly. “Ok.” She replies and nuzzles her face into the crook of my neck before pulling back suddenly.

“Don’t you have an assignment to do?” Amber asks with a puzzled frown. I shake my head and move my mouth beside her ear. “Lies. I just didn’t wanna fuck Tara. She doesn’t do it as good as you.” I whisper breathily, smiling at the goosebumps arising on her neck and the tightened grip on my waist.

“Wanna prove that theory?” Ambers eyes go dark as she gently pushes me towards my room. I nod enthusiastically smashing my lips against hers in search of satisfying the fire burning at my core.

……

“Welcome to act three.” Amber pulls the gun from her pants and shoots Liv straight through the forehead. Blood splatters all over my shirt as I fake a scream, pretending to be terrified. “Run.” Sam shouts, grabbing Richies hand and heading out the room, bullets narrowly missing her figure much to my disappointment.

“Baby, follow me quickly.” Tara cries hobbling in the doorway on her crutches. Amber stands on the other end of the room causing me to glance between the two.

“Baby?” Tara’s voice holds caution as she remains frozen in place. “Sorry T, but she’s not your baby anymore.” Amber smirks maliciously, her hand extended to me.

I laugh at Tara’s shock before moving to grab Ambers hand and pulling her in for a passionate kiss. My body remains glued to Ambers as I release her lips only to see Tara had disappeared. “Coward.” I scoff kissing Amber quickly before taking the gun from her hand.

“Hey baby I wanted the gun.” Amber pouts. My eyes roll playfully before I lean in close to her ear. “If I get the gun then once this is all over I’ll make it up to you.” I pur.

Amber nods enthusiastically before pressing a kiss to my lips. “I’ll find Sammy, you look for Tara.”

Nodding, we head out seperate ways. “Tara. Baby. I promise I’ll make this quick.” I shout maniacally, slamming open doors and dragging the gun against the walls to increase the tension and hopefully her terror.

Only when a crutch smacks me in the face do I realise I had fallen into a trap. Tara swipes her second crutch under my legs causing me to tumble to the floor, my gun clattering out of my hands and under the table inches away from my fingertips. Her moonboot digging into my side time and time again.

“No, I’m sorry baby. Your hurting me Tar. Please.” I beg curling in on myself as she continues battering me with her crutches. “You. Mother. Fucker.” She pants, the hits slowing as she grows tired. Her hesitancy as I plead gives me enough time to kick my foot hard against her broken ankle, a snap causing her to scream out in pain before collapsing against the wall.

I leap up, pushing my hand against her throat ignoring her cry. “You couldn’t even tell your own girlfriend didn’t love you.” I pout condescendingly.

Tara paws at my hands, tears spilling down her cheeks as her breathing slows. Just as her hands go limp my own breath gets caught in my throat. Pain rushes through my stomach and I instinctively drop my hand from her throat and move it to my abdomen.

Looking down, blood pours from a bullet wound, the red pooling on the floor just inches from where Tara has collapsed onto her knees. “Touch my sister again you bitch. I dare you.” Sam spits from behind me, gun outstretched in her hand.

My breathing comes out in short sharp gasps, no words leaving my throat as I attempt to speak. With a strangled gasp, I collapse to my knees tears flowing down my cheeks.

“Amber.” I manage to whine earning a scoff from the tall dark haired woman before me. “She’s gone.” Sam snaps placing the gun down to reach for Tara who holds her throat, eyes wide and vulnerable as she gazes at me.

“Please.” I pray on her vulnerability, reaching a hand to her to which Sam slaps away.

“You motherfuckers.” A high pitched screech echoes throughout the hallway before a pattering of footsteps causes Sam to re grab the gun.

Ambers jaw is clenched tightly, her hand wrapped around the knife as she lunges at Sam swinging wildly. “I’m gonna rip out your heart you coward.” She screams before another gun shot is heard, Amber freezing in place.

“No.” I gasp finding enough strength to reach for the black haired girl who stumbles slightly gazing up at Sam in torment before collapsing against the wall, slowly falling to the ground.

Reaching her side, my body slumps against the wall, rejecting my attempts at moving closer. Removing my bloodied hands from my stomach I press them against her chest where her blood pours from.

“No. No.” She whimpers, blinking slowly, her gaze moving from the sisters to my eyes, her brown softening slightly. “Not you.” She manages to wheeze. Tears crawl down her cheeks, a weak hand raising to cup my face.

Both Carpenters remain on the other side of the room, now standing up, Tara’s arm wrapped tightly around Sams waist in order to remain stable. “Come on let’s get out of here. Let them be.” Sam looks almost sorrowful as she leads the shorter girl out the house. Tara looks back only once as they walk away, her own tears falling over her quivering lips. “Goodbye.” She whispers to herself.

“Keep your eyes open for me baby.” Amber breathes, her chest rising and falling with difficulty. I smile dopily at her but that smile falters as her hand drops from my face, her own face scrunching up in a grimace, the pain spreading from her chest as more blood pours out of her wound.

“Ambs.” I manage to breathe, the searing pain in my stomach increasing as sobs begin racking my body. Amber groans half heartedly, her head lolling to the side. “No no no no.” I whimper. My hand presses as hard as I can possibly can against her chest pleading the blood to stop pouring as I watch her chest slowly stop rising.

Heartache tears through my chest, the torturous feeling worse than the bullet wound as I watch the woman I love mosts eyes become devoid of her usual soft brown.

“I love you baby.” I wheeze letting my own head fall against her chest, ignoring her bloody wound. It can’t hurt her anymore.

I can’t find the energy to remain with my eyes open, not wanting to witness Ambers corpse any longer. Instead I succumb to the dark blanket of death, feeling my chest slow and the pain fade.

And just as I find myself drifting into the endless void, Ambers voice echoes through my head.

“See you on the other side.”