spicedcherrylolli

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real.

THIS SPECIFIC SHOT OF JINX HOLDING ISHA TIGHTLY IN HER ARMS, AND SEVIKA INSTINCTIVELY USING HER ENTIRE BODY TO SHIELD THEM FROM THE EXPLOSION HAS A COMPLETE AND UTTER CHOKEHOLD ON MY HEART 🥺💔

I SWEAR IF ANYONE HURTS THEM I’M GONNA 🔪🔪🔪

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The more, the merrier

Sevika x Fem!reader x Vi

4k words

(AU where Vander and Silco forgive each other but Vi is still alive)

Contents: age gap (Vi and reader are early 20’s, Sevika is late 30’s), threesome, quickies, strap use, fingering (reader receiving), oral (reader and Sevika receiving), grinding, mentions of consuming alcohol and reader smoking, kinda mean don Sevika, kinda subby Vi, name calling (whore and bitch), pet names (sweetie and doll), basically porn.

Sumary: you hook up with Vi and Sevika separately. They find out and don’t mind sharing.

A.N: this is a revised version of something a posted a bit ago. I just had to because I read it over and it was atrocious (I wrote it in like and hour drunk and it showed). Changed some things and the title cause it thought this was funnier, hope u like it!

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MINORS AND MEN DNI

Over the years, you had developed a crush on Vi, Powder’s cool, older sister who was also strong and tall. Still, you never dared to act on it, assuming she was off limits, being your best friend’s sister.

Things changed on Powder’s 18 birthday.

You and your friends always got together at Powder’s place because Vander loved hosting. That night wasn’t any different: your friend group was sprinkled throughout the living room, drinking beer and chatting.

When Vi walked in, your eyes locked onto her. She was still sweaty, her hair messy and she wore an open jacket, a sports bra and some baggy sweatpants. You could see her chiseled abs covered by a layer of sweat, evidence of her many workouts with Sevika.

Sevika was a friend of the family, being close to Vander and Silco. She didn’t play a major role on raising their kids, but she visited often and was there for every birthday and milestone.

Vi was the closest to her because from a young age she had been passionate about boxing. Sevika, being a former pit fighter, naturally became her mentor and they would often train together.

Vi stood in front of you, making small talk. Your eyes would always trail off to her exposed midsection. You just couldn’t help it, her body looked so appealing. After a while, she grabbed a beer and went off to her room.

“You know her eyes are on her face, not her abs, right?”Powder asked.

You blinked, caught off guard.

“What are you talking about?”

“Come on”Powder rolled her eyes”you were almost drooling over my sister

“I was not”you scoffed, your checks getting hotter.

“Sure…”Powder drew out the word, smirking”just remember that she’s my sister.

“Shut up”you muttered.

Powder grinned.You two continued teasing each other back and forth. She had clearly noticed your crush on her sister and took every chance she got to tease you about it.

As the night went on, your friends started leaving. After a couple hours, it was just you, Powder and Ekko. He helped you clean up before Powder insisted on walking him home.

Since you were staying over that night, you stayed behind, not wanting to be a third wheel. You were lounging on the couch when Vi came out of her room again, this time wearing a crop top and some baggy pijama pants. She stretched as she walked past you, arms over her head. Her abs became just slightly more exposed.

“Didn’t think you’d still be here”said Vi, her back turned to you.

“I’m sleeping over”you explained.

You stared at her back while she looked for a glass in a cabinet. It was board, strong, probably toned under the fabric of her t-shirt.

“So, what have you been up to lately?”she asked, glancing over her shoulder.

“Still working at the same place”you answered, forcing your gaze away from her body. Maybe Pow was right, you were practically drooling over her”you?”

“Same old”Vi said, turning around”Helping at the last drop, training all the time”she answered.

Your eyes betrayed you, fixating on her mid section once again. Vi noticed, smirk spreading wide on her face

“It shows…”you said.

The alcohol had definitely made you bolder. After all, you didn’t have a lot of chances to be with Vi one on one. You figured it was now or never.

“Oh, I know”Vi chuckled, stepping closer.

Vi was in front of you once again, her abs at eye level. Your eyes didn’t back away this time, full on staring while your face burned.

“You are not exactly subtle about it”she replied.

“You just look so strong”you said softly, tilting your head slightly” I bet you could break me in half if you wanted to”

You leaned towards and extended your arm until your hand caressed her bicep. Vi let your fingers linger for a bit before she flexed her arm, making her muscles pop.

“That’s what you want, don’t you?”Vi murmured, sitting next to you.

Her eyes met yours, your mouth slightly open. Vi chucked at your reaction. Her thumb got under your chin, tilting your head up just a few millimeters.

“You made it real obvious earlier”Vi said, letting go of your face.

Your thighs clenched together, and Vi noticed. A quiet chuckle slipped past her lips.

“I can show you what these can do for you, sweetheart.”

The words lingered in the air as you got closer to Vi, kissing her. She reciprocated instantly, holding your face so you wouldn’t get away. Your kisses were urgent, hungry, just like Vi’s.

She had noticed your interest in her for months now. All that time, she had held back. Vi knew Pow would have a field day if she caught wind. She fantasized about this moment so long, she wasn’t holding back anymore.

One of Vi’s hands moved downward, one squeezing your hip , the other going upwards, grabbing your breast with a boldness that made you moan softly. How her hands and her lips moved, you couldn’t deny how much it affected you, how badly you wanted more.

Soon, you were in her bed, naked and trembling with anticipation. You didn’t have a lot of time before Powder came back and Vi wasn’t wasting any of it, her head already in between your thighs, her tongue exploring every centimeter of you. You tried to keep quiet, but it seemed impossible with the way Vi was devouring you. Each movement of her tongue was sending shocks of pleasure through your body. You felt your lower stomach knotting, a warm pleasurable sensation building up. You grabbed Vi by the hair, pulling her even closer with urgency. Your hips started moving instinctively, grinding on her face. Your body ached for release.

“I’m a-almost there”you gasped.

That only made Vi eat you out more ravenously, pushing you over the edge. Your whole body was shaking as you were pulling on Vi’s hair harder, your hips still moving. You tried your best to keep your legs open, but your thighs involuntarily squeezed Vi’s face, urging her on. Her grip on your thighs was firm, keeping you from wiggling away. Your squirms turned to almost desperate whines until you soaked Vi’s face and the sheets beneath you.

Vi got up, her chin wet. She grinned while pulling her pants down.

“That was quick, sweetie”Vi said, kicking her clothes to the side”couldn’t handle me for long?”

Before Vi’s briefs were around her ankles, you heard the front door opening.

“I’m back!”you heard Powder’s muffled voice from the living room.

You and Vi froze, staring at each other wide eyed. You and Vi scrambled to gather your clothes and dress up. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before yanking the wet sheets off the bed. As you stepped out of the room, your heart was still raising. Powder just stood in front of the door, raising an eyebrow at you. She didn’t need to say anything.

A couple nights had passed, but the memory was still fresh on your mind. Tonight you were going out with some friends.

Two bouncers stood at the entrance, both tall and muscular. The woman of the pair called your attention immediately. Sevika had been working there for years now. The job was easy enough: making sure everyone that came in was of age, keeping the peace and sometimes she would get to knock out the rowdier costumers.

You had seen Sevika around, but you hadn’t gotten to know her. There was something about her commanding presence, her broad shoulders and strong legs that made it hard to look away. She was built for the job. You couldn’t help but fixate your eyes on her as you walked in.

Inside, the place was crowded, lights dimmed and music loud. Still, you couldn’t help but think about Sevika. How good she looked in her uniform and the way she stood there, confident. After a couple hours, you went out for a smoke, your eyes scanning her once again.

“Excuse me, you got a lighter?”you asked Sevika, trying to sound casual.

You had a one on you, but you wanted an excuse to go up to her

“Sure”Sevika replied, reaching into her back pocket and handing you one.

You lit up your cigarette and gave it back.

“Thanks”you said”by the way, that uniform looks nice on you”

Your encounter with Vi had boosted your confidence and the alcohol did the rest.

“Thanks, doll”Sevika said” but aren’t you a bit young to be hitting on me?”

“I’m old enough to be here”you shot back, wide grin on your face.

Sevika didn’t seem bothered. She did look older, in her late thirties perhaps, but that wasn’t going to stop you.

“You right”she said, her eyes narrowing playfully.

You stepped forward, closing the gap between you two.

“You got nice arms too” you said, your and eyes voice lowering”and those hands…”

“I know how to use them”Sevika said, slight smirk and eyebrow raised.

“You sure look like it”

You grabbed her hand. It was bigger than yours and full of callouses.

“Pretty nice fingers too”you said, looking her up and down.

Sevika just chuckled while you turned to get back inside.

“I hope I’ll see you again, handsome”you said, looking at her over your shoulder.

You threw your cigarette butt at her feet before continuing. As you walked in, you could feel Sevika’s eyes on you, taking in every subtle movement. She was appreciating what she saw.

“Be right back”Sevika said to her coworker before heading in after you.

She approached you from behind, grabbing your arm. Startled, you turned. Once you saw Sevika your tension dissipated. She led you towards the bathroom and you quickly locked the door behind you.

Sevika pinned you to the wall with ease, her body pressing against yours. Her lips went straight for your neck, kissing and bitting every inch of it before she finally reached up for your lips. She was firm, knowing exactly what she wanted. One of her hands wandered down your skirt, fingers pressing against your damp panties. You gasped at her touch, warmth starting to rise through your body.

“Want to see what these fingers can do for you, doll?”she murmured, her voice low.

You shivered, feeling her warm breath against your ear. Her fingers drew the edge of your panties, taunting you. Then she pulled them aside, slowly The first stroke of her fingers against you had you moaning. Sevika smirked at your reaction, starting with slow, almost lazy motions. Just enough to make you crave more. As your moans got more intense, so did her movements, building up your pleasure.

“That’s it”Sevika whispered, satisfied” you like it, uh? Little whore”

She pressed down harder, just enough to force a sharp noise out of your lips. Sevika smirked to herself. She liked seeing you like that, pinned against the wall, moaning, shaky legs struggling to keep you upright. Sadly, she knew time was short. Sevika wasn’t the biggest fan of quickies, but would take them when the occasion presented itself.

Sevika pressed hard, her fingers working your clit in tight circles with urgency, as if it was only for her own pleasure, almost selfish. Just when you thought you were going to fall apart, she slipped one finger inside your now dripping wet pussy. Your head dropped back against the tile behind you.

“F-fuck”you let out in between moans.

Sevika hummed, amused. You were so easy.

“Falling apart already?”She asked, cockiness irradiating from her tone.

You could only nod, too lost to the pleasure. And then, she slipped another finger inside you. She did it slow and deep, stretching your opening.

“S-so good”you gasped.

You gripped onto her waist hard, your nails digging into her skin, as if it was the only thing keeping you afloat.

Just a few moments later, it hit you. Your whole body tensed up, trembling even harder. The pleasure explores all over your body, squirt covering Sevika’s hand, your underwear and ultimately the floor. Sevika moved her hands out of you. She licked the fingers that had previously been inside of you, savoring the evidence.

After the high wore off, you discarded your underwear in the bin. It was ruined, soaking wet. There was no chance of getting them dry there. Sevika just washed her hands, as if nothing had happened.

“You should come by more often, doll”she said, a bit of teasing in her voice.

You stepped out of the bathroom together. Sevika went one way and you another. You hoped to see her again soon.

The next day, Sevika and Vi hung out together. After training, they chatted for a bit. They shared a knowing look while discussing their separate encounters with you, piecing everything together. They had been with the same girl. Almost to their surprise, they didn’t really mind sharing you.

That same night, you found yourself at the Last Drop, as you always did when Powder was helping. You’d just hang around, chatting with her when things got slow.

You froze when you saw Sevika and Vi coming in together, not really hearing what Powder was telling you.

“Hey”Powder welcomed them with a smile”want anything to drink?”

“It’s okay” Sevika replied, looking you up and down”just came to say hi”

Powder nodded and left to attend other patrons. Now it was just the three of you.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost, doll”Sevika teased, stepping closer”you are scared of us now?”

You looked at up at Vi, not knowing what to do.

“It’s okay, sweetie.”Vi reassured you”we are not mad about it”

You sighed, relieved.

“You could have led with that”you muttered, half laughing.

Both of them grinned, clearly enjoying your nervousness.

“We were just having a little fun”added Sevika, leaning in just a bit closer, her voice huskier.

“So, what’s all this about then?”you asked, eyebrow raised.

“We were wondering if you would like to have some fun together”said Vi, leaning in, her voice lowering”Just the three of us”

You were sitting with your back towards the bar, Vi at your right and Sevika at your left. They already were taller than you, but now that you were sitting down they were towering over. You felt their eyes on you, the weight of their gaze sending a nervous flutter through your chest.

“I-I have never done anything like that”you answered, your voice trembling.

Sevika’s cocky grin soften a bit as she got closer to you, trying to be reassuring.

“That’s okay, doll, we’ll guide you through it”added Sevika, her tone confident and inviting.

“I, it’s, I just”you were struggling to find the words.

Her expression had softened as well, pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear as you looked at them, clueless. Having both of them, so close, knowing what they wanted to do with you. It was just too much.

“Relax, sweetie, we don’t bite”said Vi.

You took a deep breath, trying to straighten your thoughts.

“Yes, I want to”you finally admitted, making both of them chuckle.

“You seem so shy tonight, doll”said Sevika, the cockiness back to her expression.

Before you could say anything else, Powder came back.

“We are going over to Sevika’s” Vi intervened “tell Vander and Silco I won’t sleep at home tonight”

Powder just gave the three of you a strange look, her eyes narrowed before she shrugged.

“Sure, have fun”Powder answered.

Sevika leaded the way while you were still sitting down, processing what had just happened. You were just about to have your first threesome with two incredibly attractive, jacked woman who looked at you in a way that made you feel both desired and hunted.

“Behind you, sweetie”Vi said softly, calling your attention.

You got up and followed Sevika, Vi walking behind you.

Once you got to Sevika’s place, she poured each of you a glass of whiskey. You sat on the couch in between them, feeling the weight of their hungry gazes. You made a face when you took your first sip as you weren’t used to drinking liquor straight. You felt both of them staring at you as if you were their prey, following your every move. Sevika put her hand on your thigh almost instinctively.

“I’ll be right back”said Sevika, her eyes now on Vi.

You and Vi were left all alone, two empty glasses and one half full on the coffee table. Vi’s hand reached up and brushed your cheek, her touch comforting and warm. Then, without hesitation, she kissed you. The kiss deepened as Vi started playing with your tongue and you responded by picking up the pace. Her hands grabbed your hips, pulling you closer while your hands found their way under her crop top. You started massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples until soft moans filled the space. Vi started unzipping your pants, getting her hand inside them slowly, finally caressing your cunt through your underwear.

“So wet”Vi hummed.

She kept teasing you, her touch gentle, just enough to get a reaction from you. It wasn’t long until her top and your pants were off, scattered across the floor. After switching positions, you found yourself sitting on top of Vi’s lap, still making out while she took off your bra and t-shirt. You were fully exposed now, ready to be used by them. Almost without thinking, you started rubbing yourself on Vi’s thigh, the fabric of her pants feeling rough yet pleasant against your aching pussy.

A sudden tap on your shoulder made you stop. When you turned around, there was Sevika. She wore a top and some briefs, a strap around her hips with a big, purple dildo attached, lube in hand. She had a mischievous smirk on her face. You didn’t know how long she had been there:

“Come here, doll”she purred”get on top of me”

Sevika sank into the arm chair next to the sofa. She lathered up the dildo with lube, her eyes almost glistening. You moved towards her, Vi close behind you. You put yourself over her hips, lowering yourself slowly. At first you felt pain, but it quickly dissipated into pleasure, the dildo filling every inch of you. As you started moving up and down slowly, Vi’s hands massaged your breasts from behind. She would pinch and play with your nipples occasionally, making you steady moans louder for a bit. You soon picked up a pace that felt just perfect. Your eyes would trail off over your shoulder, trying to look at Vi until Sevika grabbed your face firmly with one of her hands, squishing your cheeks and forcing you to face her.

“Let me look at that pretty face, doll. You are doing so good”said Sevika before letting go.

You felt their hungry, lustful eyes looking over your body while you took Sevika’s dildo. Your breath became labored, the heat rising up through your body. Eventually, Sevika slid her hand towards your pussy, playing with your swollen clit. You felt the pleasure building up quicker, almost overwhelmed by having both of their hands touching you at the same time while you kept bouncing up and down. You felt little spasms all over your body, your legs shaking as you raised up, the dildo slipping out. You left Sevika’s lap wet, full of squirt. You just sat there for a moment, lost by the sensations, the dildo still erect in front of you while Vi’s hands continued touching you.

“You are such a messy girl, doll”Sevika said, her voice warm as she caressed your cheek.

Vi helped you to your feet, your legs still shaking as she wrapped her toned arm around. She guided you to Sevika’s room with her following closely behind you two.

“Are you okay, sweetie?”Vi checked on you.

“Never been better”you answered, a weak smile across your lips, making both women chuckle.

“Lay on your back, sweetie”said Vi instructed once you were in front of Sevika’s bed.

You did as obeyed while Vi took the reminder of her clothes off, leaving you in the center of the bed. Then, Sevika grabbed your legs with a strong grip, pulling you closer to the edge.

“Vi’s gonna get on top of you while I fuck you”Sevika explained”you just have to enjoy it, doll”

Vi joined shortly after, getting on top of you with ease. You could feel her warm, wet cunt resting on your hip while her kisses trailed along your breasts. Soon after, Sevika bent your knees and pulled both of you even closer. She started penetrating you rough and fast, determined. You felt a mix of pain and pleasure, mixing together and driving you crazy. Sevika looked you in the eyes, triumphant grin across her face. You looked a mess and it was all because of them.

Vi, unable to control herself, started rubbing herself against you, looking for some relief to her aching pussy. Seeing you like that, vulnerable and consumed by desire made Vi just too horny to hold back. Her moan were soft, grunting as her swollen clit brushed against your skin. She put her head in between your boobs while she massaged them. Overwhelmed by their touch, you threw your head back slightly. Then, Y

you saw Sevika tugging on Vi’s hair, forcing her to look up.

“I see I have two needy little whores in my hands”Sevika declared

Vi just bit her lower lip as she continued to grind against your skin, a faint moan escaping from her lips.

“Oh yeah, I’m sure you are enjoying that. So pathetic”

Sevika’s hand slid down to Vi’s neck. She put just enough pressure tilt Vi’s head upwards.

“Go on, you little bitch”Sevika said, her voice lower than before”I bet you make a pretty mess just like her”

Finally, Sevika let go. Vi upped her pace, obeying Sevika. Her hands continued stimulating your breasts, now clumsily. The sounds coming out of her mouth became louder.

“I-I’m so close” you let out, your stomach tensing once again.

Vi’s movements became even more urgent, pressing closer. Sevika just watched you with a big grin across her face, her breath labored from her intense movements. You tried to hold it in as much as you could, until you finally felt a warm liquid dripping over your lower body. At that moment, Sevika got out of you. As Vi just let herself fall on top of you, squirt came pouring now from your body. You felt her hard, sweaty body against yours, intertwined for a few moments. Meanwhile, Sevika took off her strap, then her briefs

“I’m not done yet, little bitch”Sevika told Vi, her tone commanding”Get up”

Obediently, you and Vi separated. Sevika sat in the edge of the bed, still wet. She spread her legs and signaled for Vi to get on her knees in front of her.

“Come here doll, sit on my face”

With that, Sevika laid down. You did as told, getting on top of her face. You tried to lower yourself carefully, not putting a lot of pressure on her face, but Sevika quickly grabbed your hips, pulling you down towards her aggressively. Then, she used one of her hands to grab Vi by the hair, pulling her towards her pussy.

The room filled with wet noises, soft moans and low grunts. By that point you were a whimpering mess, struggling to keep your body upright on top of Sevika as she overwhelmed you with her tongue.

Vi ate Sevika out with purpose, driven by her own desire. Sevika’s movements became more sloppy, uncoordinated.

Your climax came swiftly, leaving Sevika’s face a wet mess. As you tried to get up, Sevika’s free hand pulled you back down. She wasn’t done just yet, her tongue teasing your sensitive clit, making you almost scream out in pleasure.

Sevika’s grip on Vi’s hair had gotten shaky as she reached her own peak, spasms surging through her body. Sevika only softened her grip on the both of you when she came, leaving Vi’s face messy too.

[spicedcherrylolli]

"You attract what you fear" ahhhh a tattooed stone butch that's a hot nerd, will treat me like a princess and wants a girlfriend always at her service who will listen to her for hours, how scary!!

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stoned

stoner!sevika x stoner!reader

warnings: WHEW!!!! um. gp!sevika ya. choking. thumb sucking. daddy kink. breeding kink. fingering (r receiving). p in v. dom!sevika. praising. use of weed. um. yeah. mentions of somno. this is straight porn with semi plot.

note: hey! um. this turned out way longer than i expected. i simply listened to mac millers “stoned” and it sparked this inspo so…hope you enjoy! feed back always welcome and asks are always open! semi edited & definitely no word count…there’s a lot here.

EIGHTEEN PLUS. MINORS DNI.

sevika rolling up a joint for you and her while you’re laid out on her bed, only in her t-shirt

she’s man spreading in her desk chair as she brings the paper up to her lips and licks it, your eyes never leaving the movements

your fingers flip through some records, finding the more sensual and relaxing one that she has, the one both of you usually fuck to lol

“baby put on a record,” she says huskily, eyes low from the joint she had just shared with you before rolling this one. the shimmer she took pumping slowly through her veins as she finishes flicking the joint to roll the tip closed

you slink out of bed, finding sev’s record collection, sitting pretty in a bin you got for her after see how she used to store her records (on the floor under her bed you about had a heart attack)

“good choice, doll.” you blush at the praise as you walk over to her record player and flicking it up, before putting the record on and putting the little arm onto the grooves

you turn on the record player, adjusting the sound before it starts slow, the sound filling the room as you hear a flick of a lighter

you look over and see sevika’s broad and wide frame spread out more on her chair if that was even possible

the joint hung loosely on her thick lips you could kiss and suck all day. the lower lip piercing she has glinting in the low light and she only had on her black boxers and a wife pleaser — both black.

the low light from her floor lamp illuminating the room in a warm red, the shadows dancing on sev’s features as she takes a long practiced drag from the joint

she looked like sin.

“c’mere.” the command is simple, her voice even and low. she outstretched her bionic hand, motioning you over with her pointer finger

your feet hover over to her without your brian registering youre moving until you’re standing in between sevika’s thighs and her metal hand grips your hip possessively.

you feel your throat harbor a small whine as her bionic fingers dig into your skin. “there you are. so pretty,” she murmurs, her eyes grazing over your frame as you stand there for her in her shirt

her eyes hooded, a dark shade of grey from the effects of the joint and the shimmer. she tugs you closer to her by your hip, moving you into her lap

your straddling her one thigh, as she brings the joint up to your lips and lets you take a hit. your eyes never leave hers as your lips wrap around the joint seductively. she hitches a breath, the grip on your hip to tightening softly.

you sit on her thigh, and you both let out a soft gasp as you can feel how wet you really are already. “that wet already?” she teases, her voice gruff and low as she looks up at you, her eyes flickering over your gaze to your lips and down your chest. your nipples were hard , poking through her thin t shirt

“hm..” she hums softly as she holds the joint in between her lips before taking both of her hands and gripping your hips tightly, moving them slowly up the sides of your skin to grasp your breast in her hands

your eyes can leave the sight before you — the joint loosely in between her lips, her eyes only looking at her hands moving against your breasts as they grab and squeeze

her nostrils flare as you make a sharp whining sound when she pinches one of your nipples with her bionic hand. she takes her flesh hand to hit the joint before passing it to you.

you take it, as soon as her hand goes back to your breasts, tipping her head back slightly, looking through her lashes up at you

“take a hit, baby.” she commands softly, eyes darting from the joint to your lips persuasively. you lick your lips before bringing it up to your lips and taking a hit, her thumbs and forefingers pinching your nipples slightly as you exhale

you let out a small cough, a soft smile spreading on sevika’s lips as she runs her hands from over your shirt to up and under your it, across the expanse of your tummy and to your chest, rubbing soothing circle. “good girl. another.”

you obey, taking a longer one while feeling weed start to affect your system. she knew you loved smoking indica hybrids, that’s what most of her garden was when she got her hands on seeds. she didn’t sell, just grew enough for the both of you.

her hands stayed at your chest before going to to play with your breasts, skin to skin making you gasp slightly under her touch. “so soft, all mine,” she murmurs, before sitting up and pulling you closer to her. she takes the joint lightly from you, placing it again in that sacred spot between her lips, before tugging the ends of your shirt up and over your head

“need to see all of you, sweetheart.” exhaling some smoke from her nose, she takes her bionic arm and grips your chin lightly, before taking a hit of her joint and pulling you towards her.

pressing her lips against yours, you felt the cool metal from her lip ring press against your lips , as she exhaled the smoke into your mouth. you gladly inhaled, letting the second hand shot gun smoke fuel your brain and nerves. your sensitivity to her touching you made your skin melt, your limbs heavy.

she kisses you softly, nips the bottom of your lip playfully before pulling away and letting go of your chin. “good girl.” her restraint is wearing thin, watching your eyelids heavy with each second and puff of the joint. she can feel you drenching her bare thigh, your hips staying perfectly still despite the whimpers that fall from your mouth

“vika…” your brain is becoming mush, the weed flowing through your veins and making your core throb as she holds the joint up to your lips and you take a few hits.

“what is it, pretty girl?” she muses, taking a hug from the joint as she cocks her head to the side. you pout, she knows what you want, does she have to make you beg?

“use your words, doll. daddy can’t read your mind.” so she does know. you bite your lip, your hands coming to balance themselves on her shoulders, her flesh hand coming to grip your hip steady as she continues smoking the joint with her bionic hand.

“wanna…fuck…need you…” you can’t properly form the words, the weed making you feel too far gone. you’re a stoner, you love smoking and you’d say you could almost out smoke sevika. (she’d never let you)

but there was something about the way the slow, sensual music from the record, the way her hands slowly gripped her hips tighter, pushing them back slowly, before pulling them forward.

you let out a small whine as your brain caught up to her movements. she wanted you to grind on her thigh, the desire and need pulsing through her gaze as she stubs out the joint, and bringing her bionic hand to your other hip.

“come on, baby, you’re soaking me already. tell daddy what you want.” she commands, lowly, moving your hips at a slow pace across her thigh. your slick making it easy for your cunt to move against her skin.

watching her leaned back, guiding your hips against her thigh and the way she was looking at you like you were her next meal had your cunt throb against her skin.

and she felt it.

she smirked, gripping your hips before hauling you up and into her arms, your arms securing around her neck andher flesh arm hooking your leg around your thigh so your cunt was pressed snug up against her cock.

you let out a gasp, feeling how hard she was through her boxers. your hold tightening around her neck as did your grip with your legs around her waist. she had hips, hips that knew how to fuck against you and with the wicked glint in her eyes, you knew exactly that’s what she planned on doing.

her bionic arm held most of your weight combined with your effort, as she brought her flesh hand to squeeze your ass firmly, making you gasp out. she reaches further in between your legs, and she already knew how soaked you were giving the cold air hitting her thigh where your cunt sat a few seconds prior

but nothing could compare to feeling it on her flesh fingers — how soaked you were and continue to get.

you let a soft moan slip out as soon as you felt her thick fingers glide along your folds, dropping even more with the added pressure of your clit against her cock.

“daddy,” you whimpered into her, hiding your face into her neck embarrassingly as she stroked your cunt, spreading your wetness around easily.

“this all for me, sweetheart?” a tease in her voice followed by a soft grunt as she teased your hole with her middle finger. “shit..” she groans under her breath before sinking her finger in and you can’t help the soft moan that escapes your lips as you feel her press into you.

she quickly adds another one as soon as she realizes that it’s so easy to slip in because you’re so fucking wet, you probably wouldn’t even realize if she slipped her cock inside your cunt — you were that wet

but she needed to feel you cum around her fingers atleast one time before her cock (many times after)

she picked up her pace, her fingers thrusting into you at a rate that made your head swim. your body felt like jelly as you clung to sevika, feeling her hips rut up into you and adding the pressure against your clit as she finger fucked you.

“you feel so fucking good baby,” her grip on you with her bionic arm tightens as she feels your stomach clench against her, a silent warning you’re about to cum. “already about to cum? you’re so damn easy…” mutters and groans under breath as you whine and whimper against her, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin on her neck — claiming her.

“daddy, fuck -“ you moan as she hits your sweet spot, and she grins

“daddy getting the sweet spot for you, doll?” you moan as you nod, digging your nails into her skin as she fucks you senseless. along with the added pressure of her dick throbbing against your clit with each thrust of her hips, you’re loosing your mind.

“go on baby, i know you wanna cum. let me have it, please baby?” her tone is soft, even if her grunts and groans are deep. hearing her beg for you to cum on your hand has you moaning her name, before you clench around her fingers and feel your orgasm wash over you in her arms.

“that’s it baby, good fucking girl.” she growls deeply, and you can feel how heavy she’s breathing against you. she slips her fingers out, and pulls her cock out, rubbing the tip against your weeping hole.

“sev, please..” your begging, but you knew she’d give it to you anyways. your just too fucking high to really think with your brain.

“awe,” she coos, pushing the tip of her cock into your hole slowly. “baby’s already gone dumb on daddy’s dick?” you moan softly as she sinks you down further, nails digging deeper into her skin you know you’ll leave marks there later.

“oh, fuck yes..” you moan softly as she positions her flesh hand back on your ass, balancing the weight back out before she really sinks deeper into you.

you both moan together as soon as she bottoms out, your clit rubbing up against her bush and her cock so deep inside of you, you feel like she’ll split you open

“oh fuck, sweetheart…” you look up at sev, her eyes on you. her hair disheveled with pieces sticking in places and some in her face. she grunts as she grinds her hips up into you, your mouth falling open as she does. “your pussy feels like heaven around my cock, you know that?” she doesn’t expect you to answer — shit she doesn’t except you to do anything.

you turn into a babbling mess as soon as she picks up the pace of her hips, her thighs slapping up into your ass as your cunt drools on your cock and balls.

“that’s it doll, just hold on and take all of daddy’s dick.” her finger tips dig into the supple flesh of your ass as your moaning, the sound of her pre cum and your arousal making a obscene sound reverberated through the room. the pace of the music soon matches the pace of her hips, long, deep and fast strokes making you see stars

“daddy, fuck i’m gonna cum again …” she grins at that, deeply chuckling as she picks up the pace again, before walking over to the bed and gently laying you on your back — her cock still deep inside of you.

she moves your legs so they are now unwrapped from her hips and spread wide around them — as wide as you can get them. the tip of her cock hits harder as she pushes a pillow under your hips.

you grab her arms as she slots them besides your head, her flesh hand coming to wrap itself around your throat and squeezing. you smirk in response, your cunt clenching as soon as she adds pressure.

“you like that baby?” a wicked grin spreads across her face as she grunts, taking her bionic hand and pressing two finger against your clit.

“come on baby. cum for me. cream all over this fat dick.” your mouth falls open with a breathless gasp as she keeps her flesh hand firmly around your neck, moving her thumb to bring against your bottom lip. you poke your tongue out and wrap it around the tip of her thumb.

her eyes blaze with lust, pupils blown and you feel her cock throb inside of you as soon as she registers how fucking nasty you are.

“shit, you’re such a dirty slut.” she groans deeply, her fingers speed up on your clit, making your cunt clench with each fast stroke of her hips, her cock sliding in and out of you with ease. you were a dripping mess — all over her cock, her balls and most definitely her fucking sheets. she didn’t give a shit though. not with the way you looked wrapped around her cock like this.

“you’re a fucked out beautiful, stupid mess, baby.” she comments, her eyes gone from the weed and sex, her cock throbbing with each thrust as she feels your cunt clench once more before you’re squirting against her lower chest.

she groans at the beautiful messy sight, her thumb still in your mouth as you moan breathlessly. she eases a bit of pressure on your throat as you ride your high, making sure to get every last drop before she takes her hand off and removes her thumb to squeeze your breast.

“so fucking beautiful baby.” she leans down, taking her bionic hand from your clit as you whine from the over sensitivity, as she rests her forehead against your shoulder.

you wrap your arms around her neck as you pull her closer, and she takes her flesh hand to press against your lower stomach. “feel that, doll? feel my cock deep inside of you? gonna cum my load so deep in you, make sure it sticks..” she’s babbling now, her thrusts becoming more erratic as she sloppily kisses and sucks your skin. she’s a mess on top of you, and you can’t help but clench your cunt around her cock one more time as you feel her cum

“fuck vika, shit…” you’re moaning with her as her hands come to grip both your hips hard, pushing a few final thrusts of her cock into you, before she collapses on the side of you.

“doll,” you whine softly as she curls you into her so you’re both facing each other on your sides, her cock still hard buried inside of you. one of the side affects for shimmer — sevika had a longer endurance and bigger libido. you loved it, knowing you’d be able to serve sevika any time she needed to get off.

and it seemed like even though she was just balls deep inside your pussy. she needed more.

“know you’re tired,” she mumbles as she thrusts her hips slowly up into you, her arms tightly wrapped around your torso as you have a leg hiked up over her hip. “pussy still needs daddy’s dick though, mm..feel her sucking me in..” you hide your face into her chest as she slowly rocks into you, tugging the blanket over your frames.

it’s true, you’re cunt has been throbbing at the idea of you falling asleep while she uses you to her own desire. her own little toy.

“vika…” your moan softly, the music from the record playing its last song — something slow and quiet, sensual. the perfect mood for sevika. she groans softly as she feels your sleepy pussy clench around her, dripping all over her.

“rest your eyes sweetheart, daddy will take care of this pretty cunt.” she grunts softly as she moves her hips slowly in and out of you, the squelching sound of your cock and her cum making your head spin as you close your eyes, pressing against her.

[spicedcherrylolli]

Imagine bitch-slapping asshole!Sevika across the face, and she just says "Do it again."

You cannot tell me she wouldn't be into it. Our girl's a freak 😂

[spicedcherrylolli]

hot 🥵

man i need to pass by sevika in a tight enclosed space and say, “excuse me, miss..” and your ass brushed up against her hips, specifically her bulge she’s already sporting after staring at you across the bar for an hour (she’s weird lol)

and she grunts before her hands lightly graze your hips, allowing you to pass before letting you go. she stands there, waiting for you to come back from the bathroom. the only way out is past her and she wasn’t letting you go

you come back out, a bit more refreshed and you see her again. your cheeks heat, thankful for the dark lighting back in the bathroom. you walk over to her, heart hammering in your chest as you do the same movement

“excuse me,” you say softly, and she feels your ass rub against her bulge harder, making her groan softly. her hands grip your hips, halting you from stepping aside and pulls you against her. she leans down, feeling her frame tower over you as her lips lightly brush the shell of your ear, a low hushed tone sending shivers down your spine

“where do you think you’re going, pretty girl?” bites the shell of your ear, grunting as she pushes her hips against your ass, feeling how fucking soft you were against her hardening cock

“my friends are waiting for me,” that was a lie. they didn’t care where you were going or waiting on you back from the bathroom.

“is that so?” she chuckles lowly, knowing you were lying but decided to keep the joke going. “might want to get back to them, huh?” she takes a handful of your ass in her right hand, and you let out a soft groan at the action

“y-yeah, i should go…” you trail off, not moving your feet from your spot. you couldn’t - the touch she had on you right now keeping you glued to her chest and feeling her hard cock throb through her pants and against your ass make your knees weak

“yeah, you should, princess.” she grunts softly before smacking your ass gently, pushing you forward a little bit, away from her.

you pout back to her and she can’t help but chuckle as she shifts herself, crossing her arms against her chest.

“order some more drinks, on me. i’ll be here when you’re done.” she assures, and you can help but smile softly, knowing she wouldn’t go far without you

[spicedcherrylolli]

Modern!Sevika x Bookworm!reader - The Ex

This is something I have been thinking about a lot recently. I will admit I am projecting my own personal need for Sevika. Hope you all enjoy Sevika getting a little jealous, I know I did!❤️

-Cherry

p.s. I suck at titles. If you have any tips, please help a women lover out 😘

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Sevika isn’t the PDA type. She likes her time holding, touching, and kissing you to be in private. It was something that you didn’t mind if you were being honest. It was not necessary for you and after getting to know Sevika more, the more you understood and accepted her quirks. As she did with you. So that’s why, you’re currently looking at Sevika like the world stopped in its axis.

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It had been a slightly above average day. You and Sevika were off work/school and decided to have a day out, thrifting, trying new and old coffee spots, and most exciting to you, book shopping. It had been months since you had the chance to go shop around. I was also exciting because Sevika was there. Sevika stood there, followed you around, carrying all the books you want, and listening to every summery you gave and a nod when pointing out ones you’ve read.

“Oh, and I read this series. The first book is so good, but the second got so slow and the romance didn’t develop like i wanted to. And then I had to DNF the last, cuz it was just so so bad” You speak softly to Sevika, her nodding and following you as you move down the aisle.

Sevika loves coming to the bookstore with you. You are in your element, bright eyes, soft voice, and she can feel the excited calm radiating from you. She would never admit how much seeing this part of you made her love you so much more. She held the basket with pride and took in everything you said, sorting and storing the knowledge in the back of her head, (and sometimes her phone) for gift ideas. She might hate the whole PDA thing, but to her, this is basically the same thing. Being there for her girl and buying whatever books you wanted was telling the world you are hers.

“I think I’ll get this one.” you pause, “Oh wait I think I saw the special edition over there, I’ll be right back.”

Turning and walking away, Sevika stands in the romance section. Feeling eyes on her, she turns her head to see a face she wanted to punch maybe severely hurt.

Here’s the thing, Sevika isn’t the jealous type. She knows and trusts she has you and nothing could take that away other than her own actions. However, Sevika had heard much about your ex. The individual that hurt you countless times and broke your trust equally so. It was something therapy and Sevika’s reassuring mannerisms has helped you overcome for the most part. But not for your girlfriend. Making eye contact with them, she pushed her feet forward, ready to tell them off.

“Vika, -” You interrupt, “sorry I got distracted. They had two different special editions of the same book can you bel-” you were cut off by Sevika grabbing your hips, pulling you close, basket now on the floor and kissing you. Hands moving up and cupping your face to kiss you deeper. It was taking your breath way and simultaneously making you worried your girlfriend was having some health episode. Pulling away slowly, confusion and awe written on your face.

“What was that for?” You ask slightly out of breath. Picking up the basket beside her, she looks around, seeing the ex is gone, and turns back to you.

“No reason, I can’t just kiss my girl in public?”

Taken aback, “Well of course you can, but you don’t like to”

Sevika chuckled, the hint of a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "Maybe I’m starting to change my mind," she said, her eyes flicking over to where your ex had been standing moments ago, now gone.

You raised an eyebrow, still processing what just happened. "So... that was because...?"

Her gaze softened as she looked back at you, the playful edge still there but tinged with something serious. "That was reminding me that you're mine. And no one gets what's mine."

She shrugged slightly, as if trying to play it off as nothing, a protectiveness radiating off of her "I’m not jealous, but I’ve got a limit."

Your stomach filled with butterflies, and for a moment, you almost forgot where you were. "Sevika," you started, awe and understanding lingering behind it, her name taking your breath.

She gave you a small smile, one that was equal parts softness and confidence. "I care about you more than you could possibly understand. Now, are you going to grab that special edition or what?" She nudged you lightly, trying to shift the attention away from her unexpected outburst of PDA.

You couldn’t help reciprocating a grin, even as your heart races. Taking the clue, you start browsing again, except this time it was different. The air was charged, you kept bumping into Sevika.

By the time you left the shop, with enough books to keep you occupied for some time, your only thought was Sevika. How you had gotten so lucky to have her and her thinking how lucky she is to have you. You both spend the night in each other’s arms, doing everything to make sure you each knew and felt the love you had for each other.

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[spicedcherrylolli]

I know I said I was going to make a part two of the Pitfighter Vi x reader, but I have this Sevika moment I need to get out of my system. It will be posted soon and hope you all like it! 🙈❤️

[spicedcherrylolli]

[Drabble for now cause I want to get this off my mind and I'm trying to study lol. Lmk if you'd like a longer version.]

Warnings: afab!reader, mean-ish Sevika, f!reader, pussy talk, slight degredation

Sevika had seen plenty of cunts before. Shapes, colors, smells (all good despite a few rotten apples). But the one thing they all had in common? They had some hair - or at least a majority of them did.

She liked her girls with a little pubic hair. It was just something she always found attractive. Full bush, a trim, a triangle, a strip, even a fucking heart once.

But here you were, completely shaven and so perfectly wet. She could see the hairs you missed, of course, near your anus where you probably couldn't reach properly.

The darkness of your skin around your cunt and anus due to years of shaving made her groan.

"Shave just for me, princess?" She kissed your mons pubis, tongue darting out to tease your clit.

You blush and nod slowly. "I-I didn't know what you'd liked."

It wasn't like you meant for it to be that way. You just happen to shave the same day she got you in bed. Maybe some part of you wanted to be prepared, though.

Your words made Sevika groan as she bites your inner thigh gently. Not enough to leave a mark - yet - but enough for her to see your cunt twitch.

"Princess, you're so fucking gorgeous," She growls. "Such a needy slut, aren't you? Wanted to get your cunt ate so you prepared?" She gives your cunt a lick and it makes you shudder. "Filthy girl."

[spicedcherrylolli]

Hi! Love love love your writing!!!

I was wondering (if you like/ have time/ are interested) if you could write a biker Sevika x reader?

No pressure!! I’m sure you’re incredibly busy!! Just thought I’d ask 😇😬🙏

Thank you so much for your writings. They get me through my days 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️

♡♥︎A Ride Sometime♥︎♡

The Last Drop was buzzing tonight, neon signs flickering against rain-slicked pavement, the usual patrons lingering outside smoking or getting into trouble. You weren’t here for the drinks, though. No, what had really caught your attention was parked right outside—sleek, black, and powerful. A motorcycle, customized to perfection, its matte finish catching the dim light in all the right ways.

And standing next to it, just as sleek and just as powerful, was Sevika.

She leaned against the seat, arm draped over the handlebars, a cigarette dangling between her fingers. The usual sharpness in her eyes softened by disinterest—until she noticed you staring. Her head tilted slightly, exhaling a slow stream of smoke, waiting for whatever excuse you had for gawking.

You weren’t going to pretend otherwise, so you get out of your bar stool and made your way over to the captivating woman. “She’s beautiful.”

Sevika raised a brow, eyes flicking from you to the bike. “She is.”

Your lips curled into a smirk as you took a step closer, enough to get a whiff of smoke and engine oil. “Bet she rides like a dream.”

Sevika scoffed, amused now. “You got an eye for bikes?”

“I know a good one when I see it.” Your fingers itched to run over the handlebars, feel the weight of it beneath you. But this wasn’t your bike, and you weren’t going to push your luck. Instead, you let your gaze drag over the engine, appreciating the craftsmanship before looking back up at her. “Wouldn’t mind a ride sometime.”

Sevika hummed, rolling her cigarette between her fingers. “That so?”

You waited half a beat, then added, “Not on the bike, by the way.”

It was satisfying, the way she stiffened ever so slightly, grip tightening around her cigarette. Her eyes flickered over you, assessing, calculating, but most of all, intrigued. You let the weight of your words settle, watching as the realization sank in.

And then, before she could formulate a response—before she could get the upper hand—you turned on your heel and walked off, leaving her standing there with her bike, her cigarette, and the ghost of a smirk tugging at her lips.

You didn’t need to see her reaction to know she’d be thinking about it.

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[spicedcherrylolli]

can you make stubborn sick!reader and sevika? like reader getting sick because she is so overworked at her job and then sevika scolding her with love ofc, we just love soft and caring sevika 😭

SICK DAY

Sevika x f!reader

Synopsis: Recently you have been working yourself to the rim, and it had resulted in you becoming sick, making your girlfriend, Sevika, step in and force you to get better.

Request: Anon 🤍

Zaun never slept. The hum of machinery, the occasional shout from the streets below, and the flicker of neon lights painted the city in a constant state of chaos. It was the perfect backdrop for how you felt, burnt out, dizzy, and utterly drained.

You’d barely slept last night, tossing and turning in bed as your fever grew worse. By morning, nausea hit you like a punch to the stomach. You’d stumbled into the bathroom, cold sweat dripping down your temples, barely making it to the sink before your body betrayed you.

The retching sounds echoed through the apartment, and by the time you were done, your knees wobbled so badly you had to grip the counter to stay upright. You splashed cold water on your face, staring into the cracked mirror at your reflection. Dark circles framed your eyes, your skin pale and clammy.

But even then, your stubbornness wouldn’t let you give in. There was work to do. People were counting on you.

Dragging yourself into the living room, you grabbed your bag and threw on your coat, every movement sluggish and uncoordinated. You ignored the spinning in your head and the way your stomach churned at the thought of taking a single step outside.

Unfortunately for you, Sevika noticed.

“Babe,” her voice cut through the air, sharp and concerned. You froze mid-step, turning to find her leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen, her arms crossed and her brow furrowed. “You look like hell.”

“I’m fine,” you croaked, wincing at how scratchy your voice sounded.

Her eyes narrowed, scanning you from head to toe. The worry in her expression was obvious, though it was paired with a healthy dose of frustration. “Bullshit.”

“I just need to—”

“You need to sit your ass down before you pass out,” she interrupted, stepping toward you with purpose. “Have you even looked in the mirror? You’re burning up, you can’t even stand straight, and don’t think I didn’t hear you puking your guts out this morning.”

Your face burned with embarrassment, though whether it was from the fever or her words, you weren’t sure. “I’m not that bad,” you muttered weakly, trying to sidestep her.

She moved faster. Her mechanical arm gripped your waist gently but firmly, stopping you in your tracks. The cool metal against your overheated skin made you shiver. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Sevika—”

“No.” Her voice was firm but not unkind. “You’re sick, and you’ve been running yourself into the ground for weeks. You think I don’t notice? Skipping meals, staying up late, barely talking to me because you’re glued to your work? Enough is enough.”

Your vision blurred slightly, your body swaying as the room spun around you. If it weren’t for Sevika’s steady grip, you might’ve crumpled to the floor right then and there. She sighed, muttering something under her breath before scooping you up into her arms.

“Sevika!” you protested weakly, though it sounded more like a whimper.

“Yeah, yeah, complain all you want,” she said, carrying you back to the bedroom. “You’re not winning this one, sweetheart.”

The next hour was a mix of soft scolding and reluctant care

After making sure you were tucked under the covers, Sevika disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a cool washcloth for your forehead and a glass of water. She didn’t say much at first, just sitting beside you, her presence a comforting weight.

“You’re gonna drink this,” she said, holding the glass of water out to you. “Slowly. And don’t even think about arguing.”

You groaned but obeyed, the cool liquid soothing your dry throat. “Happy?” you mumbled after finishing half the glass.

She smirked faintly, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. “Getting there. But you’re not off the hook yet.”

The fever took a turn for the worse later that afternoon.

Your body ached, every muscle sore and heavy as if you’d been hit by one of Sevika’s punches. The nausea returned in waves, and the dizziness made it impossible to focus on anything. You drifted in and out of sleep, the world around you a hazy blur.

At some point, you must’ve started shivering, because you woke to find Sevika draping another blanket over you. Her brows were furrowed, her lips pressed into a tight line as she adjusted the covers, making sure you were snug and warm.

“Sevika,” you murmured, your voice barely audible.

“Shh,” she said, sitting down beside you. “Just rest.”

Her hand found yours beneath the blankets, her calloused fingers curling around yours. The gesture was simple but grounding, her presence a lifeline in your fevered haze.

“I hate being sick,” you mumbled, your voice thick with exhaustion.

“I know,” she said softly, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. “But you’re not alone. I’ve got you.”

A few hours later, the fever had broken slightly, though you were still far from recovered.

Sevika coaxed you into eating some soup, her patience unwavering even as you grumbled and complained. She sat close, her eyes never straying far from you, as if she was afraid you’d collapse again if she looked away.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” you asked at one point, your tone teasing despite your hoarse voice.

She rolled her eyes, though the corner of her mouth twitched into a smirk. “Because I love you, dumbass. Someone’s gotta take care of you when you won’t take care of yourself.”

Her words hit you square in the chest, the warmth of her affection almost overwhelming. You leaned into her, resting your head against her shoulder, and for the first time all day, you felt truly at ease.

“Thanks, Sev,” you murmured, your eyes drifting closed.

“Always, babe,” she replied, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. “Now get some sleep. I’m not letting you out of this bed until you’re back to 100%.”

The following days were a blur of recovery, Sevika’s care unwavering throughout.

She brought you meals, made sure you stayed hydrated, and even stayed home from her own work to keep an eye on you. Her gruff demeanor softened considerably, though she still teased you relentlessly about your stubbornness.

By the time you were feeling well enough to sit up and joke with her, you couldn’t help but smile at how much effort she’d put into taking care of you.

“See? Told you I’d survive,” you said playfully, leaning against her shoulder.

“Barely,” she replied, smirking. “Next time you decide to work yourself sick, I’m tying you to the bed.”

“Promises, promises,” you teased, earning a snort of laughter from her as she shook her head, just glad she had her healthy version of you back

A/N: This one seems a bit too repetitive to me, but I hope it was okay either way.

[spicedcherrylolli]

A birthday present

[spicedcherrylolli]

can you make sevika having baby fever but is just so subtle about it because she doesnt want reader to find out? bonus if you'll also write about them finally having a baby in the end

BABY FEVER

Sevika x f!reader

Synopsis: Ever since you and Sevika had gone to the market and saw a small little bundle of joy, a tiny child, Sevika has been experiencing baby fever, but tried to hide as much as you tried to hide the fact you were pregnant.

Request: Anon 🤍

The bustling Undercity market was alive with energy, a chorus of voices rising and falling like a symphony Sevika had learned to navigate with ease. Stalls lined the cobblestone streets, hawking wares ranging from fresh produce to mechanical trinkets that sparked faintly in the dim light. You had begged her to accompany you here, and though Sevika wasn’t one to enjoy the chaos, she couldn’t deny you anything.

As you weaved through the crowd, her larger frame provided a shield against the jostling bodies. You stopped at a fruit stall, inspecting the goods and chatting with the vendor. Sevika stood close behind, her attention elsewhere—until she heard your soft, delighted laugh.

“Look at that baby, Sev!”

She followed your gaze and saw her: a chubby, gurgling baby nestled in her mother’s arms. The child cooed, her tiny hands reaching for her mother’s hair, and Sevika’s heart stuttered in her chest.

“She’s adorable,” you said, your voice tinged with that warm tone Sevika loved so much. You turned back to the vendor, but Sevika lingered, watching the baby with an intensity she couldn’t quite explain.

The rest of the day passed like any other, but something shifted in Sevika. She couldn’t stop thinking about the baby, the way you had looked at her with such soft admiration.

The change started subtly. Sevika wasn’t the kind of woman to wear her emotions on her sleeve, but she found herself lingering in certain moments more than usual. It began with your kitten, Smoky, a mischievous ball of gray fluff you’d taken in months ago.

“Sev, you’re spoiling her,” you teased one evening as Sevika sat on the couch, Smoky sprawled across her chest. She was gently stroking the kitten’s fur, her usual gruff expression softened into something unreadable.

“She likes it,” Sevika grunted, though her voice lacked its usual edge.

You tilted your head, watching her closely. Smoky purred loudly, oblivious to the unspoken shift between you and Sevika.

Then came the way she watched you, specifically your stomach. At first, you thought you were imagining it, but the lingering glances became impossible to ignore. She’d sit at the kitchen table, her eyes following you as you moved around the room, her gaze always flicking down to your midsection.

“Everything okay?” you asked one day, catching her in the act.

“Yeah,” she said quickly, looking away. “Just zoning out.”

Her tone was casual, but the faint blush dusting her cheeks told a different story.

Sevika also started spending more time near the market, a place she typically avoided unless absolutely necessary. She claimed it was for “supplies,” but you knew better. She’d linger by the square, watching the children playing with sticks and scraps, their laughter echoing through the streets.

What Sevika didn’t know was that you had a secret of your own. For weeks, you had been debating how to tell her, nervous and excited all at once. You were only a few months along, but the thought of becoming parents had filled you with a joy you couldn’t contain.

You noticed little changes in your body, like the way your clothes fit differently, the occasional bout of nausea that left you gripping the sink. Sevika, even as observant as she was, hadn’t seemed to catch on yet.

One afternoon, as you folded laundry in the bedroom, you found yourself holding one of Sevika’s shirts, her scent faint but familiar. You pressed it to your chest, imagining her holding your child, her strong arms cradling the tiny life you’d created together.

The thought had nearly brought tears to form in your eyes, and you knew it was time.

One evening, as you sat together in your small home, you decided it was time. Sevika was at the table, sharpening her prosthetic arm with practiced ease. Smoky was curled up in her usual spot by the fireplace.

“Sevika?” you called softly.

“Hm?” She didn’t look up, but her focus wavered, the sharpening tool pausing mid-stroke.

“I have something to tell you.”

Her brow furrowed, and she set the tool down, turning her full attention to you. “What’s up?”

You took a deep breath, your hands trembling slightly as you forced the words out of your mouth, “I’m pregnant.”

For a moment, Sevika didn’t move. Her expression was unreadable, her dark eyes fixed on you as if trying to process your words. Then, slowly, her lips parted.

“You’re serious?” Her voice was quiet, almost disbelieving.

You nodded, a smile breaking across your face. “I found out a few weeks ago. I was waiting for the right time to tell you.”

Sevika stood abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. She crossed the room in two long strides and pulled you into her arms, holding you tightly.

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “You’re so damn amazing.”

You laughed, tears welling in your eyes as you clung to her. “I was worried you’d be scared.”

“Scared?” She pulled back just enough to look at you, her hand resting gently on your stomach as tears began to form in her own eyes. “No. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks, since that day at the market. I just didn’t know how to bring it up.”

“You had baby fever?” you teased, your grin widening.

“Shut up,” Sevika muttered, though the corner of her mouth twitched into a smirk. “Fuck, baby, we are gonna be parents.”

Months passed in a blur of preparations and quiet excitement. Sevika was by your side through everything, her rough exterior melting away in private moments. She’d talk to your growing belly, her voice soft and full of wonder, and she never missed a single appointment.

When the day finally came, it was nothing short of chaos. The birth was long and grueling, but Sevika was there every step of the way, her strong hand gripping yours as you brought your child into the world.

“She’s beautiful,” Sevika whispered, her voice trembling as she cradled your newborn daughter in her arms. The baby yawned, her tiny fingers curling around Sevika’s prosthetic thumb, the sight nearly causing her to cry again.

You leaned against Sevika, exhausted but filled with a profound sense of love. “She looks like you.”

Sevika chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Lucky kid.”

As you both sat there, your little family finally complete, Sevika realized she had never been happier.

A/N: I’m sorry this is so short, but I absolutely loved writing this cute, fluffy request.

[spicedcherrylolli]

Vi has been meaning to ask out the crush that she's so convinced is straight and oblivious, so she goes home to Reader and eat dinner with her, before asking if reader likes her as they cuddle... Only for Reader to ask why she ask that. Vi thinks she's overstepped - Reader is just wondering what made Vi so anxious as Reader has assumed they've dated for the last six months but taken it slow.

♡♥︎ Six Months Late ♥︎♡

Here’s a sneak peek on what I’ve been working on so you guys stay fed <3

Warnings: Pure fluff, also mutual stupidity, Vi overthinking herself into oblivion, reader being adorably oblivious but in a different way, cuddling, soft Vi, humor.

Vi had spent the last two weeks hyping herself up to ask you out.

It was pathetic, really.

She had taken punches from Shimmered-up goons twice her size, squared off against enforcers with nothing but her fists, and survived years in Stillwater Prison, but the thought of asking you on a date had her stomach in knots.

To be fair, you weren’t just anyone.

You were you.

Her best friend, her crush, the person she had spent the last year hopelessly pining over. The one person who made her feel like she could breathe even when the weight of the past threatened to crush her.

And, unfortunately, the person she was pretty damn sure was straight.

You had never mentioned liking girls. You never reacted when Vi flirted (and God, she flirted). You never even seemed to notice the way Vi looked at you, like you had personally put the stars in the sky.

And yet, despite all that, you let her stay at your place. You let her invade your space, sit too close on the couch, steal your blankets, hold onto you when she needed grounding.

And that was the problem.

She didn’t know if you let her do those things because you were just that comfortable with her… or if you felt something more.

Which was why she needed to ask.

Before she lost her damn mind.

Dinner was nice. You had made her favorite, and Vi had spent the entire meal not being normal about it—stealing bites from your plate, bumping her knee against yours under the table, watching you laugh with a dopey grin on her face.

By the time you were both curled up on the couch, her arm slung around your shoulders, her thumb tracing absentminded circles against your arm, Vi thought she might actually combust.

Now or never.

“So, uh…” Vi cleared her throat, tightening her hold on you slightly. “Can I ask you something?”

You hummed, shifting so your head rested against her shoulder. “Of course.”

Vi exhaled slowly, steeling herself.

“Do you—uh—like me?”

A pause.

You blinked up at her. “What?”

Vi swallowed hard, her pulse hammering. “Do you… like me? You know, in a more than friends kinda way?”

Your brows furrowed, your lips parting slightly like you were trying to process the question.

Vi’s stomach dropped.

Shit.

She knew she shouldn’t have asked. She should have just kept her mouth shut, should have been grateful for what she had instead of trying to push for more.

She started to pull away, but you immediately latched onto her hoodie, holding her in place.

“Wait,” you said, blinking at her in confusion. “Why are you asking that?”

Vi let out a strained chuckle, trying to play it off despite the lump forming in her throat. “Just… thought I should clear things up. Y’know, before I embarrass myself.”

You stared at her, your expression shifting into something unreadable.

Then—slowly, so slowly—your eyes widened.

“Vi.”

She swallowed. “Yeah?”

“You absolute dumbass.”

Vi blinked. “What?”

You let out a breathy laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. “Vi, we’ve been dating for six months.”

Vi’s brain short-circuited.

She stared at you like you had just grown a second head. “WHAT?”

You grinned, looking way too amused for someone who just broke her entire worldview. “Yeah, babe. We’ve been together for half a year.”

Vi opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. “No, we haven’t.”

You snorted. “Yes, we have.”

“No, we haven’t!”

“Babe,” you said, laughing now, “I literally kissed you on New Year’s and told you I was glad we were taking things slow.”

Vi’s soul left her body.

Her mouth moved soundlessly as she tried to recall that night, and oh my God.

You did kiss her.

You did say that.

And she had been so stunned, so overwhelmed, she hadn’t even questioned it. She had just thought you were feeling affectionate. Or tipsy. Or—

Vi slapped a hand over her face, groaning loudly.

“Oh my God.”

You giggled, absolutely delighted by her suffering. “I just assumed you knew.”

“How the hell was I supposed to know?!” Vi lifted her hand, gesturing wildly between the two of you. “You never said anything!”

“I thought I did!”

“You didn’t!”

You cackled, pressing your face into her shoulder as you shook with laughter. “Vi, baby, I thought you were just taking things slow!”

Vi groaned again, letting her head fall back against the couch, her hands covering her face. “I thought you were straight!”

“STRAIGHT?!” You lifted your head, still grinning. “Vi, I have literally called you my girlfriend before.”

Vi’s hands slid down her face, her cheeks burning. “I thought you were joking!”

“Why would I joke about that?!”

“Because you never flirted back!”

“I thought you liked the chase!”

Vi let out a strangled noise, grabbing a pillow and smothering her face into it.

You giggled, prying it from her hands. “Babe, I’m so sorry. I genuinely thought we were on the same page.”

Vi exhaled sharply, giving you a deadpan look. “Six months.”

You bit your lip, looking at least a little guilty. “I mean, we do act like a couple. We cuddle all the time, you always steal my hoodies, we hold hands—”

Vi groaned. “I thought you were just touchy!”

You gave her a look. “Babe. I make out with you.”

“I THOUGHT YOU WERE EXPERIMENTING!”

You threw your head back and howled with laughter, clutching onto Vi’s hoodie as you shook with amusement. “Oh my God, Vi, you idiot!”

Vi huffed, crossing her arms, looking away with an exaggerated pout.

You wiped at your eyes, catching your breath before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

Vi melted.

Even after six months (which she was still reeling over), the effect you had on her was ridiculous.

“I love you, dummy,” you murmured, nuzzling against her.

Vi let out a long, dramatic sigh, finally relenting as she wrapped her arms around you again.

“I love you too, even though you’re the actual worst.”

You snickered, pressing another kiss to her jaw. “So… do you still wanna ask me out?”

Vi rolled her eyes, flipping you both so you were pinned against the couch as she buried her face in your neck.

“You owe me a proper date after this,” she grumbled, her voice muffled against your skin.

You grinned, wrapping your arms around her. “Deal.”

She huffed. “And for the record—if we ever break up for some reason, tell me.”

You laughed, pressing a kiss to her hair. “Noted.”

Vi let out another sigh, holding you tighter.

She had spent months agonizing over whether she had a chance with you.

Meanwhile, she had apparently been your girlfriend the entire time.

Unbelievable.

At least she finally knew.

And at least now… she could properly enjoy it.

[spicedcherrylolli]

Preparing the baby for her first nice winter❄️❄️

[spicedcherrylolli]

I don’t want a weighted blanket, I want a girlfriend to lay on top of me for the whole night while we cuddle and I feel safe