#I'd be constantly giddy and squealing

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the absolute urge to draw your sona again but i’m like perpetually burnt out and can draw nothing but ocs and spooky month…… AUGHHHHH

Augh I get that ALSO THE FACT YOU WANT TO DRAW MY SONA AT ALL MAKES ME SO HAPPY HEHE YAYYYY

[archangeldyke-all]

hi! okay so im actually a mutual and a fellow writer of yours but im too shy to ask with my user visible. anyways i've been following you and reading your work on here and ao3 for a while but i didn't realize that was both you!! you're literally my fav sevika writer on ao3 (here too ofc)

anyways, if you haven't done this yet, i'd really appreciate sevika with a gf who is curvy and plump. like how would she react, what would she like abt her gf and such. can be sfw or nsfw, whatever you wish!

thank you for your work and i wish you a happy new year <3

hi bb!! thank u so much for such a lovely compliment! i wrote a little blurb about an insecure chubby reader getting her insecurities fucked outta her by sev ;) which you can read here!

but it's 2024! let's write some not-sad chubby reader, because this year we're loving our bodies and thanking them for everything they've gotten us through, no matter what they look like!!!

men and minors dni

sevika. loves. big girls.

idc what anyone says.

sure, she trains for her job. but her real motivation for hitting the gym every single night is the excited/horny/giddy look you get in your eyes when she picks you up with ease.

when her arms get wobbly and she considers just calling it a night and heading home, she thinks of the way you squeal when she throws you over her shoulder and shakes her head, grits her teeth, and continues her reps.

she loves having you in her lap. it takes a while to convince you. you're certain you're going to squish her, make her uncomfortable, but the weight of you against her is so comforting and soothing to sevika-- she's addicted to it. she's always got you on top of her, sitting in her lap or laying on her chest while you watch tv.

she loves how soft you are. besides your elbows and knees and skull-- every part of you is soft and pliable and plush and so so so grope-able.

she'll grope any part of you.

your flabby biceps? she's feeling them up like they're your tits.

the little pouch of fat under your chin? she's always pinching and rubbing when she holds your head in her hands as you kiss.

and your belly?!

sevika goes wild for your belly.

the way it rolls, the way it jiggles, the way it hangs over your waistband or peeks out of your shirt when you reach up-- sevika's constantly drooling over your belly.

if you're in the house, she demands you be shirtless. just so she can see your belly. sure, your tits are there too, and that's great when she's in the mood, but most of the time it's more wholesome than that. she's just obsessed with your stomach. she loves seeing the way it expands and contracts when she makes you laugh, loves tracing the little lines that form from your rolls when you stand after sitting for a while, adores the stretchmarks that decorate it.

in the bedroom, she'd constantly be biting you. she loves sinking her teeth into your soft flesh, loves the marks she leaves behind, loves the way it makes you gasp.

and the groping gets ten times worse.

one hand on each of your ass cheeks while you ride her, one on each of your tits during doggystyle. during missionary, she spends just as much time looking at your face as she does looking at your stomach, both of her hands gripping your hips, her fingertips sinking into your skin. if she's got you in a mating press, she's got her fingers pinching your thighs.

you don't sit on her face for a long time.

you're convinced you'll hurt her or suffocate her, and each time you tell her this she just grins and says, 'please do.'

but once she manages to get you to agree-- it becomes both of your new favorite position.

sevika's fucking magical with her tongue-- but when she's eating you out she's always teasing you, pulling away before you can cum or getting distracted by pressing kisses and sucking hickeys on your thighs and fupa. but when you're on top, you get full control, and you can grind your cunt against her wickedly talented lips and that gorgeous nose of hers as much as you please.

sevika, meanwhile, cums in her pants the first time you sit on her face. with your smell enveloping her, your taste on her lips, your sounds in her ears, her hands clinging on your hips-- how could she not cum? especially when your thighs start twitching around her ears.

she's always buying you clothes just a size too small. likes the way they cling to you, likes watching your flesh strain against the fabric.

on a similar note, she's always making you wear her clothes-- no matter how tight they are on you. she'll even chop the sleeves and waistline hems off for you so they're more comfortable for you to wear. she loves the way you spill out of her clothes, and she loves the way they slowly ride up to your waist over time, revealing your wide hips to her.

if you ever need to win an argument or really fluster sevika, all you have to do is wear thigh high socks. something about the way your thighs spill out over the hem drives her wild. she'll do anything if you ask while you're wearing thigh highs.

my other chubby reader blurb covers this much more in depth, but if you have any insecurities about your body, you won't have them for long with sevika around.

to her, you have The Perfect Body. sure, she's ripped like an olympian, but you are shaped like a fucking goddess. and she's very, very happy to worship.

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[onestepbackwards]

Please I’m a sucker for self aware au’s but come on! Emmet is right there! 😩

He hasn’t made himself known to you yet but with the way you keep talking he might. He’s biting his conductor hat to muffle all his frustrated groans and screams.

Everytime you battle him it’s always something with you! It started off with ‘He’s so cute I swear.’ Down to ‘I’d fuck him in the Ferris wheel.’

He loves you, and he knows you love him, but your words are getting the better of him. His brain shuts down if your words get lewd enough it’s not fair! Constantly listening to you rattle on and on about how you’d put on his coat and hat and ride him, and oh he’d let you, but don’t misunderstand, he’s in charge.

Emmet is going feral within this digital prison and without you by his side.

- Jes

AAAAAAAA FOR REAL THOUGH 🔞18+🔞

Imagine just how frustrated and slightly unhinged he'd be. He loves watching and listening to you, and the moment you first see and start fawning over him? He's gone. You like him! You actually like him! His one sided feelings aren't one sided after all! ...At least somewhat. You aren't exactly aware he's aware, but that shouldn't matter in the long run, right? You immediately fluster him with all the compliments you give him, cooing at him when you first see him in Nimbasa. You can't see it, but he's popping the hood of his coat to hide his blush. He desperately wants to admit to you his secret. His sentience. But he doesn't. Not yet. He doesn't want to scare you away. He still pines after you though, and secretly follows your character around. You also make the effort to battle him at least once a day! He is so excited, especially whenever you shift or change your team around! But then the compliments start again. 'He's so cute... I wish I could kiss him.' 'I love his eyes. I bet they look gorgeous in person.' 'I wonder if his lips are soft... I bet he's a great kisser.' Are you trying to distract him to win?! it almost feels like you are! If he wasn't 100% sure you weren't aware he was sentient, he would have actually accused you of such. He has to physically stop himself from giggling or squealing when you compliment him. He doesn't want you hearing him yet, after all. He can't help it! It makes him so giddy to hear you say such things! Still... He loves hearing you talk about him. He could listen to your voice all day, if he was being honest. Then one day, when you're on his super line about to challenge him, he hears you. 'Maaaan. Emmet, I would fuck you in the Nimbasa Ferris wheel. Why can't you be real.' Emmet has to physically bite down into his coat to muffle his scream. His face is bright red, and he's practically pulling his hair out. How can you expect him to battle you after saying that!? Not only do you like him, but you want to be physical with him too!? Emmet is already a horndog, so the moment you say this outloud, he loses almost all restraint. All his fantasies revolve around you now. They already did of course, but now he doesn't feel shame when imagining bending you over his desk, and pounding into you from behind. He's also almost thankful he's in a game. You can't see him while he jerks himself off while looking at your face, imagining those lips around his cock. That, and he doesn't have to worry about anyone catching him either. Everyone follows the code when the game is on, like robots. Anything he does outside of it is never remembered. So he slacks off (and jerks off), and thinks of you. A lot. It gets to a point where every time you battle him, it's something new, and Emmet swears he's going to lose control. 'God, I want him to fuck me for days. Ugh. I'd let him pump me full of cum.' Emmet is screaming into his hat. 'I wonder if he would let me where his coat and hat, and ride his dick at work?' The thought practically makes him short circuit. 'I wanna pin him down and ride him for hours. I bet his cock would be huge.' He is banging his head against the side of the train car. The idea makes him want to groan, though he can't help but laugh. He'd love to see you try fighting for dominance. He won't let you top that easy. ...Though he can't help but fantasize about wrestling for the ability to top. He'd win, of course. He loves winning more than anything, but he can't help but feel flustered at the idea of you winning once or twice. Maybe if he was feeling generous. 'Ugh, I want him to spill his warm cum deep inside me. I bet he would love trying to breed me.' Emmet's resolve nearly snaps. This wasn't fair! Wasn't fair at all!!! What god did he piss off in another life to deserve this?? You obviously wanted him, and he couldn't even touch you!! When the game is off, Emmet is practically yelling every thought and feeling he has about it. 'I want to cockwarm him while he works at his desk.'

That. was. it.

After he takes care of his hardening dick, he's letting you know just how fully aware he really is, and what you do to him. If he ever gets his hands on you, in the real world or into his, he's going to make sure to do everything you have wanted him to do to you. When he does... Don't expect to walk for at least a week.

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The Queen Of Nothing

By Holly Black

Alright, forget actual book review, this is just going to be me fangirling and talking about my favorite parts of this book. If you haven't read it yet, don't go any further! Finish reading first, then come squeal about how good it was!

There's so much that goes on in this book. Jude starting off in her exile, brooding and trying not to think about a certain High King. Finding herself dueling once again with a redcap who used to be a general, this time Grima Mog. Who yet again underestimates Jude, and finds herself claiming defeat. Though she offers to battle Jude again anytime.

When Taryn appears, I'm not ready to forgive her. I'm even less inclined for Jude to accept Taryn's proposal to pose as her in her upcoming trial for Locke's death. Not that I'm against Jude returning to Faerie (and Cardan) but coming to Taryn's rescue seems like the wrong reason. Jude agrees though, and her reunion with Cardan is worth is, even if it is short lived.

The picture of Cardan patting the couch next to him, and asking Jude is she ever got his letters, is one of my many favorites in the book. I'm so irritated by Madoc's rescue, for keeping them from being able to explain right away.

Being in Madoc's camp, Jude is back to thinking on her feet and trying her best to plot out a victory. Or at least, an escape that leaves her alive and with a strategic advantage over Madoc's coming attack. Being Taryn is more complicated that she thought, especially with the change in how she's treated by Orianna. Orianna giving Jude a hug was touching, but also filled me with deep sorrow and anger. How could she have kept up that wall for so long against Jude, to make that choice when she was so easily capable of caring for her instead. Maybe that's never been what Jude needed, but the lack of it is startling.

Cardan coming to Jude's rescue is one of the sweetest things. I had actually forgotten about that part when I started this re-read, and I was so giddy when I saw him there, in his cloak made by Mother Marrow with the Roach at his side. Of course, Jude's only thought is on getting him out of there safely. It's odd that I feel the Ghost deserves Jude's forgiveness more than Taryn at this point, but I was so relieved to find him alive, and wanted him back in the Court of Shadows where he belongs.

I've talked at work so many times about the chills that run through you when Madoc screams for Jude not to run from him. The shock as he runs her down and slices her open. The horror from both of them, Jude as she lays bleeding, and Madoc that he didn't stay his hand. Madoc offers to kill her quickly, to not leave her like this, but he's stopped by Vivi, Taryn, and Grima Mog.

I'd forgotten that Taryn was the one to sew Jude up. To pack her with leaves in an effort to heal the fatal wound. That Jude wasn't aware of what was happening, the wound sealing and the flowers blooming where her blood spilled. I thought she'd seen some of it herself, though she does get that one dizzying glimpse before they return to the palace.

Is there a moment better than Jude falling from the beam onto the table, and Cardan telling everyone to stop. To not touch her. That she's his wife and the High Queen? Well, yes, there might be several. But at the time, there isn't! My heart shatters when Cardan stands over her and calls her a dirty liar, for letting herself get hurt. For almost not coming back to him.

The way Jude handles Lady Asha is well done, but I would have been happy if she'd lost her temper and been a little more heavy handed. I forgot how easily the girls fall in together at the palace. The way they work together. There are still things in the past between them, but now, without the obstacle of pleasing or opposing Madoc, they can just be sisters. Be a family that supports each other, not constantly in a game of power and crowns. My animosity towards Taryn failed here, and I could only appreciate how she comes to Jude's aid when asked, that she can use her own talents to help Jude dress and have rooms that support her as High Queen.

The throne breaking, and then the crown, are such powerful moments. Cardan's speech just before too. Jude is so ready to come to his defense, but she doubts him too. She things that what Madoc's offering is too much of a trap, and that she's going to be helpless as she watches Cardan step into it. But Jude isn't the only one who can surprise us, who's been underestimated. I truly loved that. It's always so easy to think of Jude as the powerful, murderous queen, and Cardan holding up his wine glass and acting as her cheerleader. But here, he proves to everyone that he is worth following. That he is High King, and nothing can stop that. He makes the doubters want to pledge their loyalty to him, to not deny him. And Jude gets to see him in a new light. Until the crown breaks, and chaos descends.

I haven't found an artwork of it yet, but Jude sitting with Cardan as the snake, having drawn closer to him unknowingly until she's sitting almost right next to him, ugh. I can't. Even the Bomb hesitates to call out to Jude, to risk the snake's wrath. And Jude, needing to get back to her duties, but not wanting to leave. Saying that she's just been telling him that he can't hold her to all her promises - her promise to kill him if he ever became worse than Balekin.

Heather, Vivi, Taryn, Tatterfell, Fand, Grima Mog, the Bomb, all the people that support Jude. That have been with her all along, been lost and found their way back, or just recently been added to her circle. A circle willing to protect their queen, and make her believe she has every right to be called one along the way.

Jude, finding a way to save the Roach and getting kicked in the stomach in the process. The Roach's confession to the Bomb, though she tries to tell him he's not dying. Them being able to say everything they've kept inside for so long.

The bridle, the fresh scars on Suren's face from having it removed. The way they try to trick her, telling her to wrap her hairs around it so that she'd be under their control along with Cardan. Luckily, Jude isn't afraid to get a second opinion. She meets with Severin, the new alderking, and Mother Marrow, and learns how the Court of Teeth intended to trick her, and how to actually work the bridle. She doesn't find the answer she was looking for though, another option. Something other than killing Cardan, or leaving him chained to follow her, a mindless pet to keep around.

She doesn't want that though. She doesn't want Cardan dead, and she doesn't want him trapped. The idea is no longer appealing, to have him in her thrall, under her control and powerless to refuse any of her commands. Now, she just wants him. She just wants him back.

Just excuse me a minute while I sob at the heart, and depth of feeling welling up.

Jude makes her own choices, not falling into line like Madoc requests. Not giving into the appeal of the bridle and power. Just loving Cardan, not wanting him to live as a trapped thing any longer. There's something so powerful but refreshing about Cardan making a joke out of things, refusing to put on a cloak and just sauntering over to his carriage, surrounded by armies. With Jude by his side.

Poor Jude, and poor Cardan. Exhausted, wanting to just hold each other, but having to lead a revel instead, to entertain their guests and former enemies. They find each other before too long though, and Jude gets doesn't let her chance pass to say she loves him.

The coronation, Cardan supporting Jude's decisions on how to deal with and punish the traitors. Jude turning those who remained loyal to Madoc into Falcons, able to go out and live their lives the way the want, but unable to be welcomed back until they haven't harmed anyone for a year and a day. Granting Suren real power over Lady Nore, making Lady Nore give her obedience and loyalty to the puppet queen she'd thought to appoint. Oak being the one to ask Jude to help her. Then Madoc, who finally is willing to ask for mercy. The small heartbreak as Jude sentences him to live in the mortal world, and not pick up a weapon again. The way she says good-bye to him.

The sadness, but small gleam of hope, in the way Heather and Vivi's story turns. The way she forgets, but one day may remember again. The mundane way they end with a pizza party, with some of the weirdest toppings Oak could come up with.

I love this book. I love so many parts of it, I've put off reading it because I didn't want it to end, but ached being away from it. Holly Black with forever been the Queen of Faerie to me, and I'm so glad to have these stories, and more, from her.