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Arcane Gif Requests: @softbeebee ↳ "You wanna mess around? They gonna take you down, down, down Wanna slide and turn Such a lovely way to burn, burn, burn"
#arcane#arcaneedit#arcane league of legends#league of legends arcane#sevika#sevika arcane#arcane sevika#ran arcane#arcane ran#zaun#media: arcane#type: gif#s1 ep4
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SEVIKA AND RAN LETS GOOOOO
AGELESS BLOGS, MINORS AND MEN DNI
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Can you do screen caps of the emo background character named Ran? (I'm like obsessed w them🙏)
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THIS IS RAN!!!RAN!!! I AM SO HAPPY. THEY ARE ALIVE. THEY ARE NOT FORGOTTEN!!!!😭😭😭
YOU DO NOT SEE MY HAPPINESS, DESPITE FUTURE EVENTS.
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Wanna taste what fell from grace?
Here is the first attempt of "Dirty Little Animals" as a treat for all of you lovely people. Seriously, I love this fandom
#I went though my art folder and this actually wasn't as bad as I remembered#it's fascinating how different these two pieces are#ran arcane#sevika arcane#arcane#arcane fanart#sevika#sevika fanart#arcane sevika#arcane ran#fan art#illustration#markers#coloured pencils#myrkkymato art
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Thinking about Ran btw…
..do you guys think they ☠️☠️☠️ or like…are they all locked up somewhere.. 🥴
#what happened to all of silco goonsters lol#I feel like they will never show up again and we won’t know what happened lol#arcane#arcane ran#arcane season 2#arcane ambessa#spoilers arcane#arcane caitlyn#arcane sevika#arcane jinx#arcane isha#arcane vi#arcane silco#arcane Jayce#arcane viktor#ran x reader
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i drew ran again :)
#my art#arcane#arcane fanart#ran#ran arcane#ran arcane fanart#arcane ran#arcane ran fanart#digital art#digital drawing#digital painting#sketch#doodle
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so instead of paying attention to my actual art I decided to make this
#arcane#ran arcane#arcane netflix#arcane league of legends#arcane ran#arcane memes#why'd i make this
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I DIDNT SEE RAN OMFGGNJJAHSDHWAHDJ
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Insatiable
CH1 - I Don’t Bite AO3 link
CH1 || CH2 || CH3 || CH4 || CH5 || CH6 || CH7
Vampire Sevika x female reader
Rating: Explicit, MDNI, NSFW
Story Tags: Vampire Sevika, Soft Sevika, liaison reader, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Grinding, Sexual Tension, Biting, Drinking, Smut, Clothed Sex, Blood, Canon-Typical Violence, Assault, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Minor Character Death, Vampire Silco, vampire Ran, definitely took some creative liberties on vampire lore here, Menstrual Sex, Menstruation Kink, Strap-Ons, Overstimulation
Word Count: 3.3k
Story Summary: As the new liaison between Piltover and the Undercity, you've been guided by the enigmatic escort Ran to meet with their boss- and fearsome criminal kingpin- Silco, as well as his alluring right-hand woman Sevika. You're well aware that plenty of shady things take place in the depths below, but there's something particularly mysterious about these three that you can't quite put your finger on.
AN: This is already in process over on AO3.
The ride down the lift that carried passengers between the starlit skies of Piltover and the dark bowels of the Undercity was no different that night than any other. Ran, your escort, stood in silence just behind you, uncomfortably close despite there being more than enough room to leave you breathing space. Their ebony lips curled into a small smirk when you peered at them from over your shoulder. You offered a shy smile in return before returning your attention to the iron bars of the gate in front of you.
The clear lights from the lampposts above slowly faded the deeper you traveled, replaced by the sparse neon lights barely visible through the thick smog rising from the sump level in the depths below. It pained you to know there were people forced to live in such conditions, but that was part of your job, the reason you traveled to the Undercity once every week.
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You had been hired as a liaison to work between the Piltover council and the Undercity’s industrialist Silco. It was your responsibility to oversee negotiations between the two, a bit of a messenger and peacekeeper for lack of a better term. You were a neutral party, working to find terms that would favor, or at least be most agreeable, to both sides.
Your first meeting with Silco and his right-hand woman Sevika had been admittedly both terrifying and unnerving. Though you were privy to many rumors, and excessively debriefed by your employer, it did little to prepare you for seeing them in person.
Silco, criminal kingpin, driven to convert the Undercity into the independent nation of Zaun, was a thin, pale, heavily scarred man that simply exuded power and control. Mismatched eyes; one, sitting among the scarred side of his face- a contrasting fire among a black abyss, the other, arguably just as terrifying in its seeming ability to see your soul- a beautiful shade of blue. Lips thin, pulled into a serious taut line. Dark slicked back hair with trails of silver flowed like an extension of the scar on the left side of his face. Suit tailored as if straight from one of Piltover's finest, a regal mix of dark red, black and gold trimmings and accents. His voice was cool, calm, but with a clipped edge that left no room for arguing. He spoke almost poetically, with metaphors and eloquent rhetoric, clearly far more educated than a majority of his Undercity peers. Though he spoke softly to you, his tone almost sensual in nature, you suspected that could take a frightening turn if he were cross.
Sevika, Silco’s second in command, was equally a sight to behold. Tall, muscular, dark, and brooding. She too donned scars, but considerably smaller, vein-like and glowing a lovely blueish-purple against her rich brown skin. They ran along her left check, traveling down her neck, under her leather choker, then disappeared beneath the collar of her leather top. Her eyes, a rare and lovely shade of gray, glowed eerily red and purple at times. She too had dark hair, cut in a short angled bob, half pulled into a tie at the back of her head. But her most notable and unnerving feature was her left arm; a mechanical, electrical, and hydraulic amalgamation- including gears, tubes, and enough joints and movable components to make it a fully functional extension of her body. She typically kept it hidden between her maroon cape, but you had more than once gotten a glimpse when she lifted that arm or shifted such that her cape fell aside. Sevika's voice was unique too. Deep, a bit raspy, and noticeably sultry. At least it seemed that way when she spoke directly to you. She, however, was more straight to the point with her words. She didn't use fancy language or long-winded stories to convey her thoughts. She said exactly what she was thinking and nothing more. And similar to her employer, she too had a tone you suspected could strike fear into anyone who pushed her buttons.
Even your escort, Ran, another of Siclo’s lackeys, was wrapped in mystery and danger. Though they spoke very little, it only served to drive that fear and unease deeper. Their appearance, though slightly less unnerving than Silco or Sevika, still left the impression they were not someone you’d want to trifle with. Their short, black, choppy hair hung diagonally across their face, obscuring their left eye. Dark black makeup painted their lips and surrounded their eyes, a stark contrast to their pale complexion. A leather harness wrapped around their seemingly out of place crisp white shirt, twin blades resting in the sheaths at their back. Similar to Sevika, Ran’s right hand appeared to be a prosthetic, or included some sort of dark metal covering.
Admittedly, the three of them intrigued you despite the fear they instilled. However, Sevika was the one to have piqued your interest the most.
The meetings, held weekly and late in the evening at Silco's office above his establishment- a bar or club of sorts- always started with just you and Sevika, typically for an hour or two before Silco would finally appear. At first you thought it simply was that he was just a busy man, running late and nothing more. However, after several failed attempts to initiate the discussions you were sent to hold on behalf of the Piltover council with Sevika, you started to suspect she was intentionally calling you in early. For something entirely different.
Each visit Sevika would sit on the large settee beside you, arms spread across the back and legs spread wide, a cigarillo or glass of liquor in her prosthetic hand. Her human hand always rested near your neck, fingers occasionally brushing along the sensitive flesh, subtle enough to be considered unintentional, but it sent chills down your spine each time.
Some nights she would listen to you talk about anything and everything you could come up with. Some nights the two of you would sit in comfortable silence. On rare occasions, she would grace you with little tidbits of her own life, to which you hung on every single word spoken in that enticingly deep voice of hers, your eyes glued to her full lips.
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You were pulled from your thoughts at the sudden jolt of the lift coming to a stop. Your body lurched forward, not prepared for the abrupt halt.
Ran’s metal hand reached out, finding purchase on your shoulder and preventing you from falling face first into the iron bars.
You gasped softly, quickly grasping one of the bars and righting yourself. “Sorry,” you murmured awkwardly to Ran who then stood beside you. “And thank you.”
Their dark lips pulled into a crooked grin. One that had you wondering if they were amused by your slip. They said nothing though, removing their hand, but not without first dragging the very tip of a metal finger along the side of your neck.
The touch sent chills down your spine. It was so subtle, so casual, you weren’t sure if it was intentional. But you weren’t about to ask.
Ran stepped past you, flashing one last smile to your stunned expression.
You followed, feeling suddenly more apprehensive about the night’s meeting than usual.
You sat on the dark burgundy settee in the dimly lit room of Silco’s office, trying to keep your cool as you waited for his arrival, which over the past few visits had been suspiciously later and later.
Sevika, seated beside you, absentmindedly ran the fingers of her human hand through the hair just above your neck. Twirling the strands, her fingertips brushed along the stretch of sensitive skin below.
It took every ounce of willpower not to simply purr, or let your head roll forward, close your eyes, and just relish in the sensations. You were only brought out of your daze when you heard her husky voice beside you.
"You're a lot prettier than our last liaison."
Turning your head, you peered up at her curiously. Had you heard her right?
Gray eyes, almost glowing in the faint light of the desk lamp several feet away, were trained on your exposed neck. Her dark taupe lips pulled up at one corner of her mouth.
You could feel the heat begin to spread across your cheeks. "Are you- are you trying to court me?" you asked incredulously, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Court?” She chuckled– a deep, sensual little laugh, eyes drifting to yours. “You mean, am I trying to seduce you?"
When you only offered her a shy little smile, she continued in a playful tone, "That depends. Is it working?"
"Yes," you admitted, heat flooding your cheeks and ears when you realized what you just confessed. Before you could attempt to cover it up, she spoke again.
"Then why don't you be a good girl for me and lie down so I can do this properly."
That was not what you’d expected. Not at all. You expected her to be surprised, or put off. She couldn’t possibly have been serious. But she was.
Your chest tightened, the implications of the situation quickly setting in. Any ounce of confidence you had remaining was gone in an instant. And you suddenly felt terribly unprepared for whatever was about to take place.
Sevika must have taken notice, as she tried to coax you on.
"C'mon, sweetheart. I don't bite," she purred, then raised a single brow. “Unless you want me to.”
The sinful curl of her lips revealed pearly white teeth, including a pair of eerily pronounced canines. Thick fingers made a long sensual drag along your neck as her hand left the back of the seat. The cushions rose as the weight of her lifted when she stood to leave you the room necessary to lie back on the large settee.
“What if Silco comes in?” you asked, eyes darting between the door and Sevika’s far too tempting smile.
“He won’t be here for a while,” she assured you.
Again, you were left to wonder if that was intentional. If Sevika had planned these early arrivals to have alone time with you. To do whatever it was she had planned to do right then and there.
Despite your trepidation, you finally complied, pulling your feet up onto the settee and turning to lie across it. As you let your head fall back to rest against the arm, Sevika bent down, looming over you while she grabbed a pillow from behind your arm and placed it in the gap beneath the incline of your upper back and neck.
"Thank you." Your words were so quiet you were uncertain she could even hear you. Your eyes tracked her movement, but you focused on her prosthetic hand, finding it too difficult to look into her eyes.
Her human hand tapped the valley between your thighs, just above your knees.
You lifted your gaze to hers in question.
"Make some room for me, sweetheart." It was a command, but spoken with a hidden promise behind it.
Heart hammering in your chest, your eyes remained on hers as you spread your legs just wide enough for her to place one of her own knees between yours. The other knee came to rest on the opposite side of yours so that she was straddling your leg. Even in her kneeling position she towered over you, blocking what little light the tiny desk lamp could offer.
Your eyes fell to the point where her knee was touching yours, hovering there for a moment before traveling up the length of one of her thick thighs and across the muscular planes of that teasing strip of exposed abs. They continued up over the rise and fall off her soft chest, then the leather choker surrounding her neck. Over those thick, dark, smirking lips, and her pronounced nose, before your gaze finally landed on her gray eyes. Even without the light of the lamp, those eyes somehow seemed to glow in an eerie mix of red and purple.
"You aren't scared are you?" she asked, observing your fraught expression and tense posture.
"No," you whispered with a small shake of your head. "Just- just nervous," you admitted.
Her brows raised as she spoke, "Nervous?"
Averting your attention to the leather bracelet around her wrist you replied shyly, "I- I just don't want to disappoint you."
It wasn’t a complete lie. This was a powerful woman who clearly was experienced, likely much more so than you. And you desperately wished to please her. Though not for the reasons or in the ways you should as liaison. But another part of you also worried if this was right. To allow her to have you like this. This certainly wasn’t part of your job description. Not to mention this could certainly appear as if Sevika was trying to win some sort of favor or advantage in what was supposed to be an even, fair deal between Piltover and the Undercity.
And yet, your body seemed to speak louder than any voice of reason. And your body wanted nothing more than to give Sevika whatever she wanted.
Your gaze slowly drifted back to her seductive grin and glinting eyes.
She placed the palms of her hands on the arm of the settee on either side of your head, her cape further shrouding you in darkness. She bent down to bring her face closer to yours, noses nearly touching. "I'm certain you won't," she purred, her warm breath fanning across your face as you took a deep breath.
You were drowning in her scent; a heady mix of fine liquor, cigarillos, and smoke. Your lips parted and breath hitched as you watched her descend further, mouth inching towards yours. Her head tilted just enough to allow space for her nose to fit beside your own. Heat flooded your body and you closed your eyes. You felt her lips pause a hair's breadth away from yours. The room was utterly silent save for the breaths you two exchanged through parted lips. The heat that had invaded your body was instantly replaced with an ache that concentrated in the apex of your thighs and spread down through your legs. A breathless moan escaped the small gap of your open mouth when you felt the tip of her tongue snake teasingly along your bottom lip. Her name fell from your mouth in a breathless whisper. Suddenly, it felt as though the room had begun to spin.
When her soft lips finally connected with yours in a passionate kiss it nearly took your breath away. Moaning against her mouth, your hands instinctively grabbed the collar of her top, trying to pull her closer while you pressed your mouth to hers fervently. Her nose rubbed along the side of your own, brushing along your cheek when she adjusted the tilt of her head to deepen the kiss.
Her metal hand slid down to rest against the seat to support her body as her human hand slipped under the front of your shirt. It left a trail of heat as she slid it up along your abdomen to cup a breast through the thin material of your bra. Her tongue delved into your mouth, tip gliding hungrily along the backs of your teeth.
When her tongue receded, you attempted to replicate her movements, your tongue dipping into her mouth and brushing along her teeth. The sudden gentle press of a sharp canine into your tongue had you gasping against her mouth.
Her throaty chuckle elicited another deep moan. She released your tongue, only to lick along it with her own.
Releasing your grip on her collar, your hands slipped up and around her neck, burying your fingers in her silky hair.
Sevika moved her mouth to your chin, kissing a line along your jaw. She pressed her knee against the apex of your thighs.
A wave of pleasure rolled through your body. You tilted your head back against the pillows, softly moaning her name.
Her lips pressed against the taut, exposed flesh of your throat. Burying her nose into your neck, she inhaled deeply. A low groan pulled from her chest as she kissed, sucked, and nipped her way to your pulse point. When your fingers pulled at her hair, forcing her mouth closer, she released something akin to a growl.
Your mind was in too much of a daze to determine if that sound was a threat or a result of her pleasure. Either way, it only urged you to pull her even closer.
A pair of surprisingly sharp teeth grazed along that delicate point in your neck, threatening to sink in deep and break the flesh. The fingers that were gently groping your breast moments ago pressed harder into the softness, nails leaving little crescent moons in their wake.
“Sevika,” you moaned wantonly as you ground against her knee.
Her breath was hot and heavy against your skin, as if she was getting off to just the taste and smell of your skin.
Or what was beneath it.
And then, without warning, she was gone. With nothing more than a startling, loud growl of frustration.
You blinked several times, still lost in the haze of arousal. Your hands rested at your sides, fingers twitching at the loss of Sevika’s silky hair between them. As your vision came into focus, you found Sevika standing beside the opposite end of the couch, her back to you. Her body was almost heaving, breaths ragged and shaking her body.
“You need to leave,” she growled quietly without facing you.
“What?” you asked, slowly sitting up.
“I said you need to leave!” she growled, much louder this time as she glared at you from over her shoulder. Her normally gray eyes flashed a bright purple, but her mouth was obscured by her cape.
You wanted to ask why. What you had done wrong. What about the reason you came there in the first place. You hadn’t even had the chance to speak to Silco yet. But her anger, her tone, her glare- it all left no room for questions. So you quickly gathered your bearings, or what little you could, and made your way to the door. With your hand on the knob, you paused. Swallowing hard, you turned one last time towards Sevika.
She still refused to look at you. Even with her cape covering most of her body, you could see- even feel - the tension.
What the hell happened?
With a resigned sigh, you opened the door and stepped out, closing it softly behind you.
Ran stood leaning against the railing not more than a few feet down the hallway. They glanced up at you, their exposed brow raising in surprise.
“I- I guess we need to reschedule,” you explained quietly. You silently prayed Ran wouldn’t ask why. You had no idea what you’d say. You certainly couldn’t tell them that you and Sevika were doing something so unprofessional in Silco’s office.
Why had you even let that happen?
You knew why. Sevika was incredibly attractive. Everything about her exuded power and charisma. But she also seemed to have this oddly soft side beneath that hard exterior. Both sides of her drew you in.
Thankfully, Ran said nothing. Not a word. It was one time you were actually quite grateful for their typical silence.
The walk to the lift and subsequent ride up to Piltover would have been more awkward than usual had your mind not been swimming with questions, worries, and concerns. You just couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong. Had Sevika regretted her advances?
As Ran opened the lift gate and watched you step out, you promised yourself you would apologize to Sevika for what had happened next time you met with her.
Assuming there would be a next time.
CH2>>
#arcane#sevika#arcane sevika#sevika x reader#arcane sevika x reader#fanfic#honey writes#ran#arcane ran
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the fact that there are only threeeeeeeee fics on ao3 for ranxreader!!!! and theyre all by @abitohoney. (all really good by the by). and i’ve already read them all on here!!!! this is preposterous!!
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do you think they had a situationship
AGELESS BLOGS, MINORS AND MEN DNI
#i NEED them to meet in s.2#and i NEED ran to still be alive#sevika#sevika arcane#arcane sevika#arcane#ran#ran arcane#arcane ran
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arcane brainrot. it got me drawin them as mlp characters (i cant draw humans i fear)
i love drawing silly critters while half asleep and from memory 💪💪💪 (somebody sedate me)
#ran arcane#arcane ran#sevika#arcane#my little pony#im going insane#i need to be taken behind a wendys and shot 49 times
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PROSTHETIC ARM!!
I have a crazy headcanon that Ran lost her arm during an unsuccessful game of arm wrestling.
You can clearly see the teeth of what is probably a trap on the table.
I JUST NEED TO SHARE THIS, BECAUSE THIS MOMENT HAS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR WEEKS
(I'm sorry if someone has already present this headcanon. I might not have noticed 😔)
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Dirty Little Animals
That song is so going to be my most listened song this year. It fits both of them so well.
Art nerd alert underneath:
If you like drawing with (waterproof) ink, you can try watering small amounts down. Dried layers don't smudge like aquarelles do but liquid ink behaves like aquarelles on wet surfaces.
#Arcane#arcane ran#arcane sevika#arcane fanart#illustration#indian ink#art techniques#Art nerd stuff#myrkkymato art#Maybe I'll keep throwing different techniques at you like dodgeball#So you never know what my art obsessed ass is going to do next#I tried to aim for some coherent style or technique but i give up#It's still going to be fan art tho#Painting this was SO much fun and I feel like I'm back on my comfort zone after trying to get a hold of markers and (especially) colors#It's been years since I last used this technique and it was before i got burnt out and had a huge art block#i'm so happy and excited i can enjoy art again#I write too much for someone who has never been good with grammar sorry
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