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Sevika w reader who never celebrated her birthday before but now with Sevika, when Sevika makes a big deal about it and spoils her— she gets shy and emotional

Even if its just the Two of Us.

I'd give the world to her As long as my heart's still beating As long as she's next to me As long as this love still fleeting Because I like her

20191009 I Like Her by Mac DeMarco

Sevika x Fem! Reader Modern Setting : Fluff, Romance, Sad

Oh man this kinda hits me, enjoy this very sad but cute story!

Birthdays were never your thing not that it matters really you're too used not celebrating it, never made sense not even your parents made an effort to celebrate such occasion or so you thought.

Sevika made a fuss after she found out about how you celebrate your special day saying it should be celebrated no matter and that is what is happening now she made a cute little cake for just the two of you although you never saw her as a person who would go such lengths to make you feel special on a day you're so used to being ordinary.

It all changed because of her only because of her that adorable proud smile of her never fading as she slowly approached you holding the cake she made with love "Happy Birthday baby... make a wish" you looked at her eyes shaky and already close to breaking and crying.

"Sevi... you didn't rea—" you started before immediately getting cut off with a finger shushing you before you could protest "shush it woman and enjoy the damn cake" you sighed closing your eyes and blowing the candle and just that the dam breaks you break down as you hold onto your face covering yourself getting shy with how badly you were taking this moment.

Sevika's worried eyes looked at you as she puts down the cake and pulling you towards her chest cradling you close and shushing down your cries as you kept crying and soaking her shirt "Sev y-you didn't have too I-I never—" before you could even continue she silence your cries.

Soft lips crashing against yours as she cups your face a smile crept its way to your face as you kissed her back wrapping your arms around her, it was soft and gentle it was different she poured out all her feelings into it before slowly pulling away and kissing your forehead.

"I don wanna hear it princess, you're with me we'll celebrate and make up for the years you only had yourself on such special day, can't say it wasn't like that for me but now its the two of us Even if its the Two of Us we'll take this day as something special" you nod at her words as she still held your face against her hands.

Smiling widely as she pulled you towards the kitchen seeing it all fixed and decorated and a tower of gifts you immediately looked at Sevika who only shrugged her shoulders as she kissed your cheek.

And that's when you realise your birthday could be something you can look forward to and not dread about, she changed it Sevika did. . . She always does.

Hibou's final thoughts : girlie got a lil emotional writing this but hey this was fun to write, hope yall like this.

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I love big muscular femmes.

People always say she's a butch. She's not. She is very feminine.

She's extremely feminine and just built. And she's my favorite femme antagonist.

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Oh those nasty glares and head-shake… The dynamic of oppression is far from over and I hope Sevika keeps on fighting for Zaun’s sovereignty.

A single seat in the council to represent Zaun is a goddamn joke…

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giving her constant praise when i’m inside her and hearing her pussy get wetter and wetter

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I get the job done, My Dear.

'Cause you ain't gotta tell me, it's just in my nature So take it like a taker, 'cause, baby, I'm a giver Ain't no need to hurry, 'cause, baby, I deliver Ain't no country boy quitter I get the job done I get the job done The Giver By Chappell Roan

Sevika x Fem! Reader - Y'all are married.

I made a dumb mistake thinking the song was about domestic shit so here you have implied sexy times in the end and domestic fluff she fixes things around the house for you.

Yours and Sevika's life went on a full 360 ever since she had a chair in the council her schedule would be jam-packed and was always going home late some times you'd be up at four in the morning waiting only for her to arrive at five am instead but nonetheless as her wife you were more than willing to wait.

But even though it seemed like she didn't have the time for it she was still The Giver in your relationship may it be sex or just daily works around the house one time the kitchen sink had broken down refusing for you to call a plumber she went on full worker mode taking out that tool box Jinx had given her.

There you sat from the kitchen aisle watching your wife grunting as she fixed the drainage pipes of the sink watching as her arms flex and twitch from the work she was putting on them soon you were cut off from your day dream as you heard her voice "My Dear could you pass me the pipe just above the sink"

Nodding as you hopped down and handed her the pipe as she went on to continue fixing it your eyes kept wandering her body as you stood beside her full view of her body flexing under that white tank top that did no work hiding her body with the amount of sweat she had.

It didn't take a while the kitchen was full on fixed you've fixed her a cold cup of beer as a thank you smiling widely as you hand it to her "Oh what would I do without you Sev?" you chuckle arms wrapped around her waist chin resting her organic shoulder she rolled her eyes jokingly at your words as she finished the beer in one go before both her arms now wrapped around you.

"Ya think I didn't notice those wandering eyes of yours earlier doll? were you eye fucking me?" she teased a smirk plastered on her face as she leaned closer to you, not even minding her sweat as she nuzzled her face against your jaw before leaving open wet kisses on your neck humming softly as she pulled you closer one leg of hers moved in-between your thighs next thing you knew a soft whine escapes your lips.

"I guess I can make up for the times I kept you up waiting, I'll keep you up all night with something else" she lifts you off your feet walking towards your bedroom in no rush as you made out on the way there oh what a night will be for you two...

Hibou's final thoughts : after my dumbass thought the song was all fluffy and domestic I was originally writing this as a full on fluff but meh, had to add that yall did the DIRTAYYYY anws i cannot write smut yest maybe in the future! we'll never know! hope you guys enjoyed it! xoxo

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workin on something based on The Giver by Chappell Roan, LEMME COOK.

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"Yes, Princess"

princess!Caitlyn x f! lady in-waiting!reader

cw: 2.7K words | forbidden love, 18+ mdni, smut with a hint of angst, fingering, oral sex, implied scissoring, top!Caitlyn, mommy kink, praise kink, my first time writing smut so I apologize!

Head up, eyes bright, graceful walk, sweet smile.

Those are the words that repeat in your head over and over again like a broken record as you enter the ballroom. The Kiramman ballroom, to be exact: one of the grandest rooms in the Piltover palace. The scene is breathtaking: chandeliers emitting a warm glow over the room that’s filled with expensive champagne and linen tablecloths and gold trimmings along the walls. A picture of elegance and grace that perfectly matches the Kiramman royal family.

You walk as gracefully as you can into the center of the ballroom to mingle with guests, bowing slightly and introducing yourself with a last name that always seems to catch people’s attention. You’re a Piltover noble, that much is clear. A pretty one at that: dressed in a baby pink, floor length gown that hugs your torso and chest just right, trailing into silk that parts in a slit up past your knee. Carefully chosen accessories, styled hair: you’re the picture of grace. 

After a few minutes of mingling with the other nobles in attendance, Mel finds you easily. “There you are!” She exclaims, gold flecks dusting her cheeks. “I thought I missed you; you took so long to join the party!”

Relief sweeps through you at the familiar face. “Sorry,” you sigh, adjusting your hair over your shoulder. “I was helping the princess get ready, and it ran a little late. I had to rush my own getting ready afterwards.”

“Ah, of course, my favorite lady-in-waiting,” Mel laughs airily. “How else would the Kiramman princess survive? And you look stunning, by the way; I’ve seen more than a few guys eyeing you since you came in.”

“I’m just happy I look composed” you have to fight the urge to roll your eyes, surrounded by important guests. “These shoes hurt like a bitch.”

“Yeah, well,” Mel’s lips quirk into a mischievous smile. “It must be working because there’s one person who hasn’t taken her eyes off you since you walked in.”

Oh.

Your stomach churns a little as you follow Mel’s glance behind you, to the front of the ballroom where the royal family is standing. Or, more specifically, the Kiramman princess: Caitlyn. Navy hair combed out and hitting her mid-back, with a simple navy gown to match. Her posture perfect and poised as always. But through her polite smile at the nobles that greet her, her icy-blue eyes were focused elsewhere: you. 

You try to suppress the wave of heat that goes through you. You know those eyes. You see them every day, had zipped up her dress and clasped her necklace around her neck not even an hour ago. A usual everyday task for you as her lady in-waiting, it might seem, but you still have your moments of your cheeks flushing pink. How can you not? It’s Caitlyn. She must have been destined to be a princess, to be admired by millions with her Gods-given beauty.

In this moment, though, you only let yourself lock eyes with her for a second before you’re turning back to Mel. “Um, yeah,” you blink, desperately hoping your carefully applied blush covers your flushed cheeks. “She, uh, recommended this dress to me, so she probably just noticed I ended up wearing it.”

Mel nods, seemingly dropping the topic, though there’s a hint of knowing in her raised eyebrows. “Right. Anyways, I’ll find you later. Wanted to say hi before I grab more champagne.” She squeezes your arm and flashes you a smile before she disappears into the crowd.

Now alone, you’re thrown right back into the scene of music and ballgowns and a few too many overly nice men. You smile sweetly, making polite conversation. What’s a lovely lady like you doing by yourself? You look beautiful. Are you really the lady in-waiting for Princess Caitlyn? 

You can only take so much of the same conversations, the same flirtatious glances and smooth offers to dance. You’re knee-deep in another exchange with some noble man from Noxus, who thinks he’s being way more charming than he is, when you feel a presence behind you. And, when you see the man go wide-eyed, you have a pretty good idea of who it is.

“Excuse me,” Caitlyn’s posh accent rings from behind you. “I was wondering if I might steal my lady in-waiting for a moment?”

“O-Oh! Yes, of course, Princess,” the man stutters, hastily managing a bow and backing away — to find another girl to hit on, most likely. You turn to face Caitlyn, tilting your head upward to meet her gaze. Damn, she’s tall.

“If you’ll come with me,” her formalities don’t falter once as she gently takes hold of your arm, steering you towards a less-crowded corner of the ballroom. It’s inherently obvious that you don’t really have a choice.

Caitlyn lets go of your arm once in the corner, and you take the moment to adjust your dress, fluffing it out a bit. Her eyes follow the movement. “Having fun?” She asks, her voice calm and unwavering.

“Ah, you know,” you sigh, tilting your head. “Greeting everyone.”

“Mm.” Her hand makes its way back to your arm, tracing lightly over your skin. “Any suitors catch your eye?”

Her words are posed as an innocent question, but you know her too well to believe it. Her hand’s motions don’t cease, and you can’t help a half-smile. “Possessive,” you mumble, so soft that Caitlyn might not have heard it if she wasn’t so focused on your every breath.

She hums in response. “Can you blame me? Some of the men are a little too handsy. More than what’s appropriate for a ball.”

Again, you fight the instinctive roll of your eyes. “Sure.”

The reply causes Caitlyn to step forward, eyes just slightly narrowed. “Don’t sass me,” she murmurs, her breath hot against your ear. 

“Then don’t lie to me.”

“Fair,” Caitlyn’s laugh is quiet, her hand falling to your waist. “So what if I want my lady in-waiting all to myself?” The emphasis on the word my isn’t lost on you. Admittedly, you don’t mind it. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.”

“What am I doing?” You ask, blinking your wide eyes up at her with a slight furrow of your eyebrows. And oh, Caitlyn’s weak to your innocent expression. She has to bite the inside of her cheek to suppress the urge to kiss it off your face.

She lets out another hum, if a little more breathy this time. “Darling,” her voice is hushed. Now it’s your turn to go weak at the pet name falling from her lips in that hot-as-fuck accent of hers. “You know how I feel about you in pink. And with the slit? Are you trying to get me to loose it at my own ball?”

Well. You really don’t know how to respond to her accusation given that it’s true. So you just toss your hair behind your shoulder, glancing around at the crowded ballroom. “How unofficial for a princess.”

“I wouldn’t tease,” Caitlyn warns, moving behind you so her breath ghosts over the back of your neck. She doesn’t miss the gooseflesh that springs up at the contact, and she has to bite back a smirk. To anyone in attendance at the ball, it would just look like she’s fixing your dress. Her plan, you suppose.

You swallow, keeping your eyes trained on the opposite wall of the ballroom. So no one will suspect anything, you tell yourself. Definitely not because it makes you straighten up a little more and listen to every word she says when she uses that authoritative tone of hers.

“Hm,” Caitlyn lets a hint of a smug smile grace her features as she moves again, this time in front of you so your gazes lock. “I suppose I’ll see you later.” She leaves you with a brush of your hands before drifting off to rejoin Cassandra, Piltover’s queen and her mother.

You’re frozen for a moment, unsure of your next move. After a few seconds, you blink rapidly to compose yourself before moving over to take a glass of the champagne Mel had mentioned earlier. You really need a drink.

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“Gods,” you exhale shakily as your body’s practically slammed against a wall. The precaution is a pale hand that cradles the back of your head, shielding it from hurt.

Caitlyn noses into the corner of your jaw as a silent apology before her mouth drops, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your throat. The scent of her shampoo floods your senses — some kind of flower, maybe?  

It’s been maybe an hour since the ball’s end, and you had come to check on Caitlyn before going to bed for the night. Though, not before stopping by your room to freshen up. Your guess had been proven right when she had opened her bedroom door at the first sound of your knock, yanking you inside with zero hesitation. She had been waiting for her chance, it seemed.

You can’t help another breathy sigh as her lips find your pulse point, sucking the sensitive skin into her mouth in a way that makes your hands find her shoulders, squeezing gently. “No marks,” you breathe, and you can feel Caitlyn’s annoyed huff against your neck.

“Why can’t I just mark what I want?” She presses another hot kiss to your pulse. She’s almost like a child, pouting over things she can’t have. But it’s not either of your doings. 

You can’t say anything to that because, if it had been your decision, you would have let her paint your neck with her love bites long ago. Caitlyn, too, seems to notice your tension, and she lifts her head back up. “You’re thinking too much,” she murmurs, her nose brushing against yours. “Don’t.”

Any reply dies on your tongue as Caitlyn kisses you with a fiery passion, presses of lips turning into the strokes of her tongue into your mouth. Her knee finds its way between your thighs, even with both of you still adorning your long dresses. You gasp, but she swallows it, continuing to kiss you deeply like she’s been wanting to for hours.

“Still worked up from earlier?” Her mouth breaks from yours, lips twisting into a lazy smirk. 

Your cheeks flush with a pink hue, and you glare at her. You both had gotten more than a little distracted when you had helped her get ready for the ball, ending with heated kisses and grinding that did little to relieve your ache for her. “Don’t tease.”

“Mm, you’re telling me what to do now?” All it takes is an arch of Caityn’s eyebrows and your gaze drops from hers. 

“Sorry,” you mumble, conceding by leaning up to kiss her jaw. Though, when you see the muscle flex, you feel a sense of satisfaction rush through you. She’s not as immune to you as she might pretend. That much is clear when she tugs you over to her bed, bringing you to straddle her lap.

“You’re making me crazy,” Caitlyn mouths at your collarbone, her hand sliding up the slit of your dress to squeeze your thigh. “I hated everyone looking at you. You’re mine to look at.”

“Ah,” you sigh, running a hand through her now-messy navy hair, the locks tangling in your fingers. “Everyone’s looking at you, Princess.”

Caitlyn’s icy eyes flash at your emphasis of her title, and before you know it, she’s flipped you onto you back on her bed, one of her hands pinning both of yours above your head. “That’s not what you call me when we’re alone.” 

“Cait-"

“Nope,” she tightens her grip on your wrists as punishment. “Try again.”

“Mommy-"

“There we go,” Caitlyn coos, letting your hands free and trailing her perfectly manicured nails down your arms. “Now, why don’t we get you out of this dress, hm?”

She’s tugging at the zipper of your dress before you can even respond, and you arch your back — half to give her more access and half because this all feels so good that you crave more. More of this, more of her.

And when Caitlyn tosses the fabric to the floor without sparing a glance at it, you swear the look in her eyes is predatory as she stares at you in your lingerie. “Beautiful,” she breathes, like she hasn’t seen you before, and you feel a wave of heat straight down to your core. 

“You knew I’d do this,” Caitlyn accuses, making quick work of slipping off your bra and panties. More specifically, the navy set that's her favorite of your lingerie. She claims it’s because the color suits you, but you know better. You know it’s because she likes you in her color: a silent claim on you. “You wore this knowing I’d want to fuck you.”

“You want to fuck me?” You question in mock-surprise, though immediately regret teasing her when she tangles your hair in her fist and angles your face up to meet hers.

“What was that?” Caitlyn’s voice is strict, composed even as her other hand grips your hip so hard you’re sure it’ll bruise. 

“Nothing,” you’re quick to assure, because if you sass her, Caitlyn won’t let you come. And gods, you want to come. She’s already worked you up so much that your thighs are slick with anticipation.

“And?”

You bite the inside of your cheek. “‘m sorry, Mommy.”

“Good,” she releases your hair to move down your body and you hate how much wetter you get at the smallest of praise. “Now, be a darling and spread your legs.”

Your thighs fall open at the order, and you don’t have to see Caitlyn’s face to feel the smug pride radiating off her. She presses her thumb to your swollen clit and coos at the strangled gasp you let out. “I- please,” you whimper, pleading for any kind of relief.

But Caitlyn, though very sweet and attentive, is just a little bit mean, too. So she teases her fingers along your soaked slit, not giving you the penetration you desire. “What do you want, love? Fingers, tongue-?”

“Anything,” you whine because it feels like she’s been baiting you forever now, if only a few minutes. 

“So desperate for me” Caitlyn smirks teasingly as her gaze meets yours, but gives in all the same, plunging two fingers into you. Because she loves it — loves how badly you need her. She starts slow, but eventually builds up speed when you whimper in protest.

“Oh,” you mewl, fisting at her sheets when she angles her fingers upwards to meet that sweet spot inside you that dissolves you into pure pleasure. “Oh, please, I need-"

“Shh, I know,” Caitlyn soothes, her other hand on your thigh surprisingly gentle, a contrast to the rapid thrusts of her fingers. And she does. She’s so in-tuned to your needs, knows exactly how you like to be touched after months of secret affairs that no one in the palace would suspect.

With that, her lips wrap around your aching clit and suck, tongue teasing your most sensitive nerves as her fingers continue their rough motions inside you. You let out a squeal of pleasure, immediately clapping a hand over your mouth to muffle your noises. But Caitlyn doesn’t let up in her relentless stimulation, and it doesn’t take long for you to keen into your palm as you come around her fingers.

She helps you through your release, letting your hips angle against her mouth as your orgasm racks through your body, before she gently slips her fingers out. You shakily prop yourself up on your elbows and god, you could come again just from the dark look in her icy eyes as she looks up at you from between your thighs. “Fuck, Caitlyn.”

“You’re not done, you know,” Caitlyn murmurs, smiling all the same as she moves up your body to kiss you. 

“I know,” you mumble against her lips, reaching up to tug her hips down to meet yours. Caitlyn hisses, shifting to slip off her own lingerie before pressing her dripping core against yours. “Wanna stay like this forever.”

And, as she descends upon you once again, the brief thought enters your mind that you really hope you get to stay like this forever. Even if forever is only until the sun comes up.

Ugh. Need her.

As said, this is my first time writing smut so...I hope it didn't suck? Thank you sm for all the love and support on my writing in the month-ish I've been on here! Sending love to everyone <3

Reminder that my inbox/requests are open :)

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old women yuri?

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Take a Chance with Me or I don't wanna know you AU

ok so why not give a visualizer for my au cause why not so you'll know how to imagine Vi in this story.

⌗TACWHorIDWKY — link for my au

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Take a Chance with Me or I don't wanna know you anymore. : Part 1

We got a little older now I wish I didn't know you that you got worse You think that you're changing, while I'm stuck in my ways But growing up ain't the same as turning into strangers Idontwannknowyou! by MICO Oh, why can't you for once Disregard the world, and run to what you know is real? Take a chance with me, take a chance with me Take a Chance with Me by NIKI

Modern AU Vi x Teacher Reader

warnings : idk kinda hurt but trust me its fluffy and icky romantic, my first time writing after 5 years be kind, also didn't proof read so bear with me.

plot : Your Isha's teacher, you and vi had a rollercoaster of a past during college wanting to fix the way things happened before she talks to you about it.

Heavy breaths as you look at her tears swelled in her eyes as she shook her head in dissapointment slamming the door behind you, and with that she lost you for good.

Violet ... the name lingered for so long in your heart and veins as years passed by it seemed like the chances of seeing her once again wore thin against fate just a quick glance from your peripheral vision was all you wished for but with no luck you haven't seen her after five years since you both graduated college you finished with a degree in secondary education and she got her long dreamed for aeronautic engineering the same year as you, even being departs apart from each other the two of you would always had found time for one another no label and shit is what you had with her you'd think she'd actually had the nerve to ask you out but never actually it always seemed to be little and spontaneous rendezvous with her. And yet you find yourself seeking any form of assurance that what you two had was a sacred and only for the two of you and that she was at least scared of losing you and yet to your surprise she wasn't which now led to two months before graduation screams and shouting filled the room items scattered in your apartment once neatly arranged flowers now lay on the cold wooden floor of your room once deafening screams changed with your heavy breathing and sobs as you sat on the edge of your bed a slam of the door reminded you that you're now alone for good the bed that once beared witness for your sweet moments now cold with memories of this night you tried to calm yourself down reminding yourself you guys were never 'lovers' never was you have always been a stray in her heart. 

Five years passed and you are now a teacher a dream you've always wanted is now here, you may have spent months moving on but now that didn't matter your life as a teacher is fun taking care of little kids and teaching and sharing lessons to them always brought you joy, you couldn't really ask for more your days were always filled with laughter your once empty desked will be filled with little gifts and now you have a designated drawer for it smiling softly at the memory as you parked near the school grounds and made your way towards the school greeted by everyone you made your way to your room clean and ready for another day of learning setting all your belongings down you made your rounds around the room sipping your coffee soon the quiet room were filled by little munchkins that was sure to leave a mess after class you begin your lesson for an hour or so soon break came, much to your surprise you saw your principal Cassandra waving at you through the window as you smiled and stood up from your desk making your way outside.

Ah Principal Cassandra what can I do for you?" you asked with a smile as she immediately pulled you towards her office "dear uhm we have a new student I know late enrollee but this is a very special case and you are the only one I can trust with handling this case" she said as she smiled widely as the two of you made your way to her office "The child has selective mutism she's in there with her guardian her aunt sadly her mother had work so she was the one sent" she said gesturing at the two that was facing their back from the window a tall woman wearing a clean white polo and a little blue haired girl that wore overalls splattered with paint you smiled fondly "I understand don't worry Cass I got this" you said with confidence "I wanted her to meet you first before she went to class she might get overwhelmed" you nod slowly as your eyes shifted at the adult she was with her figure was oddly familiar red hair but longer and kept in a clean slick back, broad shoulders, as her blazer hang perfectly around her shoulders, "come on I'll introduce you to her" Cassandra said as she opened the door soon the little girl looked at you as you went inside hesitant but she still managed to smile at you.

"Miss Lanes this is Miss Parker she'll be Isha's teacher for the whole year and trust my word when I say your niece will be in good hands" Never in your life have you felt you life flashbefore you as you met the eyes of the person you've dread to see once again she looked . . . handsome much more than you last saw her clean and formal looking you felt her eyes on you linger than how much you wanted as you quickly put up a front smiling widely facing the child "Hi Isha! I'm Miss Parker it is so lovely to meet you dear are you excited for school?" you asked softly kneeling down to her height as she looked up to you nervously her eyes went to Vi before she nods."I really like your hair kinda wish I had some fun colors too and your overalls wow! did you make it?" a smile slowly formed in the kids face as she nods with much more enthusiasm as she spun to show off her clothes you felt eyes on you as you continued to talk to Isha as you felt more and more nervous soon you had finally had her ready for class after a quick introduction to your kids they welcomed her with open arms and was happily socialising with the others. 

Vi was still in the room as she insisted to watch just incase something went wrong you only nodded along her request as you sat down to you desk as the kids had butterfly time were they could talk and play with others, and again eyes were on you just one set of eyes bore into the back of your skull trying your best to distract yourself with non-existent work in your laptop.Hearing her footsteps from behind you gulped nervously "You don't plan on ignoring me the whole time I'm here right?" her voice sweet as ever spoke as you closed your eyes trying to calm yourself down you turned in you chair as you were met with her powder blue eyes you have once again fallen inlove with . . . okay maybe you haven't moved on properly. . . "Sorry I - I just don't know what to say to you" you muttered almost losing your voice as you cleared your throat, "Well you look. . . good and it's nice seeing you . . . again" you smiled faintly and crossed your arms to your chest a way to comfort yourself from the awkward tension "You uhm you look alright rare to see you all clean and formal though" a chuckle left your lips as you looked at her once again admiring her face once scrawny college student you've fallen in love with now looked mature.

You sighed softly as your gaze shifted down to your feet soon silence and a weird tension filled the air between the two of you, feeling her move her position in front of you as she leaned on your table “This is probably not the ideal place for this but, I wanted to say sorry for what I did it was not mature of me to leave you like that I-I . . . I was scared that if I spoke my heart out I’d lose you and I did. I'm sorry I’m not asking for forgiveness and maybe a chance to give myself another chance to you.” she said softly her eyes met yours filled with genuine and hope you gulped down again shuffling your feet.

“You don’t have to give me an answer now I just want you to give me a chance to have another chance with you not as a stranger this time”

Your heart was beating out your chest as you nodded taking a deep breath and looking around your classroom seeing the kids still playing around you let yourself sink deep into thought you don’t know if it would be the right thing to do but your heart screams to give it another chance and you really want to, walking closer to her as you took her hand gently against your small ones she looked at you searching your face for any clue of your answer “An ultimatum Vi. . . I’ll give you the chance, mess it up. then I don’t wanna know you anymore.” your voice had a shaken tone but it was firm and serious meeting her gaze once again now filled with determination as she nodded that stupid lopsided smile you love plastered on her face “I won’t mess it up cupcake”

hibou's final thoughts : so! hi, im hibou this is my first work after years of not writing I really hope you guys like it I take suggestions please do drop by to send messages I also take ideas I'd be happy to write them! there might be a part two we'll never know!

NIKI and MICO ignited something in me aha.

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More Lawyer AU

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yeah they go way back 🐶🦾

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they were so slick with the Sevika finger porn in the first season

then came season 2

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I'd ride that shit like my life depends on it.

her eyes.... that fuckass look on her face... HER NOSE... I can make up a whole new religion just by the sight of her

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ah.

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here she is

please credit me if you repost onto other platforms

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Sevika x Male Reader headcanons!

• She leaves you for a woman.

sf: https://www.tumblr.com/tonsillessscum/769541848758910976?source=share