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[fayecreates]

I Will Die Your Daughter.

Premise: uhhh totes not a self insert because my day left me a few weeks ago and im now only coming to terms with it… you and sevika have daddy issues and y’all talk about it. The reader is an errand runner for Silco around S1. Also fem reader, Sevika doesnt like men, sorry.

A/N: 100% inspired by robotxm’s edit on tiktok, please go watch it it’s the best edit ever. I’m also making this bc im tired of all Sevika fics, as beautifully constructed as they are, are all smut. also its not a crime to make stuff up so dont be mean to me… i may or may not be taking requests…

Warnings: mentions of abandonment, allusion to harmful habits/behaviors (kinda leaning towards self harm), daddy issues i guess?? Probably a bit ooc Sevika

Words: 1,466

It was late at night, the new moon up in the sky barely allowing sight. You were tired to say the least, not only physically from all of stupid small yet tedious tasks from Silco, but also just your life. Nobody thought it was easy growing up in Zaun, at least compared to Piltover. Sure you had food, a roof over your head, and a blanket to keep you warm at night, but a part of you still felt like a desperate little kid. Dad was not around much, staying for a few days, taking some cash and then leaving to go do whatever he wanted. It sucked for sure, but it was a routine at least. Once he really left, not on some vacation but just for the fun of it, it just felt weirdly empty. Today being the five year anniversary of these untouched emotions didn’t help work go by faster either.

Being Silco’s errand-girl also meant being up for his beck and call. sleep weighed down your eyes, it was only one in the morning but it felt like six already. Staying in the little ‘home’ with all Silco’s goons was weird, it was like living with all your estranged cousins who you couldn’t tell if they hated you or not, well all but Sevika. She wasn’t the stereotypical ‘nice girl’ but staying by her for a while now wasn’t so horrible as the rest. Maybe it was trust, maybe it was some weird friendship, either way Sevika was the one and only girl you could call to for help.

Walking towards the kitchen, deciding that maybe a glass of cold water would wake you up miraculously, you saw Sevika sitting at the usually empty breakfast nook. Giving her a small nod, barely having enough energy to muster up the ghost of a smile, you walked towards to cupboards. Grabbing a shitty mug, you just get some water from the sink, sure it probably wasn’t the best for you considering Zaun, but it didn’t matter all too much. Standing at the counter, a ways away from Sevika, you take moments to sip then stare at the wall.

“Something wrong?” Sevika’s voice rang out, her voice was rough but not in an emotional way. You glanced up at the sudden question, looking at her with a semi surprised expression. You knew people didn’t care, i mean could you blame them? People down there spent their lives working to just barely survive, caring or even asking was rare. You shook your head slightly, it was a lie of course. How could anything be right? Everyday just felt like the knife dug deeper into your chest. She simply hummed in response, she didn’t buy it but she wouldn’t pry anymore.

“…he left me five years ago today.” You spoke up after a second, like a rush of adrenaline just to say something so simple. Your eyes stayed locked with the chipped paint. She glanced back to you, her expression not moving much but the movement alone showed her attention was on you.

“Some boyfriend or something?” Sevika asked, sure the statement was unclear but you had already wanted to just yell sorry and run off. “My dad.” You say, your voice hinted with a sort of apathy. “I dont know, i dont really miss him to be honest, it just sucks i guess…” You continue, it wasn’t honest, it didn’t just ‘suck’ it felt horrible. Keeping up a constant unfeeling mask felt like living in the wrong skin, you felt things so deeply but you couldn’t risk showing it.

“…i get you, dads suck.” Sevika says, snapping you out of your headspace. You looked towards her, her arm was relaxed, holding a cup of god knows what. Her expression was the same as always, but she looked at you in a way no on else bothered to try. She was simply understanding, connecting even, but it was such a strange surprise. “…they really do.” You respond, a look of almost happiness if it weren’t for the context. “You wanna talk about it? I can tell it’s a bit more than just ‘it sucks’.” Sevika says, her tone a little joking, only to keep the lighter mood.

“…its not like that was the first time he left me, he’d do it like once a week. He’s done it on some of the most important part of my life.” You explain, your body turned towards her, your hand grasping the handle of the mug, but your eyes never met her as though it would make you really understand each word. “Sometimes i wish… i wish he’d like me enough to just come back. He never wrote to me, he never dropped by, it’s like i never existed to him.” You continue, anger growing in your voice just slightly.

“I want him to just stand me, im not asking for the world!” You say, growing a bit too agitated over the long over issue. “I hate him… but i loved him too. I was always a daddy’s girl, y’know i was a tomboy, a girl who loved all the stuff he did. I dont know what i did wrong, i was just a kid. When did i just become not good enough? I got better, i stopped hurting myself, i got better grades in school, i was a good person!” You yell even if it wasn’t super loud, your tone changing from anger to just sadness and confusion. Your eyes finally met Sevika’s, she was just look at you, giving small nods when you finished talking. She didn’t even have that pitying expression everyone had when you even mentioned feeling down. You stayed silent, really realizing that you weren’t just speaking in your head.

“It’s not your fault.” Sevika said as though it were basic knowledge, not in a condescending way though. “No matter how hard you change, he’d probably still stay away.” She says, her tone was a bit comforting.

“…i know… it just pisses me off, sorry.” You apologize, you just felt bad for wasting her time on something she didnt really care about. “For what, answering the question I asked?” She asked rhetorically, putting her forearm on the counter and leaning forward. “Stop saying sorry all the time, you’re not wrong.” She reprimanded, looking at her with the same semi soft look. All you wanted to do was say ‘sorry’ again.

“…okay…” you muttered, knowing you needed to respond but not in a pathetic way. You shift your weight on your feet, leaning a bit to the side. “I won’t like and say i know how you feel, but i didn’t always like my old man either.” She says, taking a sip of her drink. “We’d fight, we’d make up, but never once did he try to leave me.” She says simply. “Ouch.” You respond, taking it as a jab to your lack of present father. “Not what i meant, I mean your dad’s a douche. No real man would leave their child like that, especially not you.” She continues, giving you almost a compliment? Your expression changed again, it was one of surprise and maybe a bit flushed.

“… i dont know how to feel better, its like everything i try fails.” You admit, your tone quiet instead of its usual projection. You take a sip of water, hoping it’ll do something for you. “It won’t feel better.” She says bluntly, standing up from her stool and starting to slowly walk around the counter. “It might feel less bad day by day, but thats if you stop avoiding it.” Sevika says placing her hand on your shoulder in an attempt of comfort. “And saying that you don’t care, when you so obviously do, is avoiding it.” She says leaning down just a bit.

You didn’t know what to say, your eyes started to tear up a bit, definitely not by choice. You let your head fall, refusing to meet Sevika’s eyes. You just started crying, it was rare, every once in a while you’d spend hours sobbing and punching till it felt fine, but this was different. It was a moment of vulnerability, you didn’t know why Sevika chose you to give a moment of her little time open. You felt guilty, you always felt guilty though. Her hand pull you closer for a small hug. It was for sure awkward, but you wrapped your arms around her waist, burying your face into her shoulder.

You cried probably a bit too much, tears stained her shirt. Either way she kept patting your back as you attempt to not make an awkward noise. Sevika didn’t care though, no matter how awkward or weird the things you did it was no big deal.

She cared, unconditionally and irrevocably.

[silly-ztuff]

when hes genuinely insane

[asexual-iguanodon]

its nothing bad guys, its just tragic and angsty😭

[avidhorrormoviefan]

Smut request about sitting on sub Charlies face 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

AAAHHHH

thank you so much for your patience with me i’ve had writers block for like a month but i’m back!! keep the requests cominggg!!! love you all!!

smut, sub!charlie, “momma”, not proofread

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imagine this but with more of a smile 😮‍💨

charlie’s such a pathetic little simp. whenever you ask him to do something for you, he says yes.

need water? he’s on it. want to take a shower? he starts it for you and makes sure it’s a perfect temperature. want head? believe me, he’s there.

he finds himself kissing your tongue with you on his lap, something very familiar to you.

his hands wander from your hips, down to your thighs and up to your waist as his touch gives you goosebumps. you rock your hips back and fourth to give you both some much needed friction, his clothed erection pressing against your wet heat.

he lets out a mewl at your movements, parting from the kiss. he looks up at you, his light eyes looking so pathetic.

“baby..” he whines as you play with the long hair at the back of his neck.

“what’s up, hun?” you slightly tilt your head at him, giving him a small frown.

he breathes shakily as your fingers grip the roots of his hair. “i wanna make you feel good, momma…”

you smile at the plead, “why don’t we try something new, hmm?”

he perks up, his hands coming to grip your hips, “like- like what??”

“here..” you say as you get off of him, his face slightly dropping at the loss of you. he looks so desperate and needy looking up at you. “lay down,” you demand. he immediately complies and lays on his back.

he watches as you take off your hands and peel off your panties to reveal your dripping cunt. he’s giddy at this point, blushing and giggling, so excited to see what’s to come next.

you step closer to him, his eyes locking on yours, moving to rake down your body. "baby..." he whines.

your hands come to push his hair away from his face. as you take his his features as you come to sit on his chest, legs wrapped around his torso.

"i need you to be a good boy and listen to me, okay?" you say, moving your hands to brush your thumb on his cheekbone.

he nods frantically, wanting to be so good for you, just wanting to make you feel good. "yes, momma i promise"

"alright.." you lift your hips up and move up closer to his face, "put your arms under my hips,"

"yeah..." he wraps his arms under your thighs and plants his hands on your hips as he looks directly at your pussy.

you huff out a laugh through your nose as he thrusts his hips up to get some friction out of his jeans.

"babyyy.." he whines again, just wanting to taste you.

"alright, alright," you scotch up a little once more, hovering just above his face. "you ready, baby?"

he nods desperately, again, "mhmm"

you sit down slowly, tongue automatically darting out of his mouth to lick a stripe from your entrance to your clit. he makes sure to pay close attention to the noises coming from you. you let out a high whine as your head rolls back and your hands come to grab a handful of his hair.

he licks and sucks on your clit, so eager to please you. he grunts as he pulls your full weight on him, the vibration rumbling through your body. he doesn't care if he fucking suffocates between your thighs.

you shift slightly forward to get his mouth on your entrance. he gets the point and pushes his tongue inside you. you moan as you feel the warmth of his mouth finally kissing your walls.

the lewd sounds coming from both you and him are pornographic. the sloppy wet noises mixed with your moans and whines are music to his ears.

he thrusts his tongue in and out of you, loving the taste. you almost fall forward as he sucks on your clit. how is he so fucking good at this?

his mouth working on your clit is like heaven on earth for both you and him.

he pulls you closer to him as you feel your orgasm rushing towards you. what puts you over the edge is feeling a final grunt come from his, again feeling it in your pussy. you moan and whine as you come over his face, his tongue lapping you up in all your glory, coursing you through your orgasm.

when you tighten your thighs around his face, his hands grip the flesh of your hips. he continues to suck on your clit, your hands pulling on his hair to try to get him to stop or at least slow down. he doesnt.

"fuck baby, baby.. sto-stop please!"

he lets go of your clit, releasing your legs to fall back against his raised knees.

“holy shit…” you say, completely out of breath.

“i’m sorry momma i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to, you just- …tasted so good..”

“it’s okay baby, it’s fine..” you say, soothingly rubbing his thighs as you keep laid back, “s’good baby, you did so good f’me. so proud of you, thank you.”

you keep your eyes locked on him, as he looks more embarrassed then normal. “honey, what is it?”

you sit up a bit, trying to keep eye contact but he looks away. “charlie, look at me.”

“i- mm i…” he gestures at his lap.

you look down, seeing a darker spot on his jeans by his dick.

“baby,” you slightly laugh, “it’s okay.” there’s really no reason for him to be embarrassed. you both know how you get him; he’s so in love with you.

“really?” he finally looks at you, cheeks going back to a normal shade.

“yes, charlie. i’ll just have to repay you some other time,” you say slowly getting up.

“w-what?

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(would you want this to be foreshadowing wink wink)

sorry this is kinda bad i wrote this at like 1 am

[sunday-sundae-07]

“Hear me out,” I say as I have no explanation prepared.

[adm1rationofthem0ngoos3]

I drew Will Graham

[thalywoofy]

Scene from a fanfic i did where he's a werecat (no im not posting it it's cringe)

[battscalamity]

don't usally draw like this, think i was possessed.

also these are based off a fic i read on Ao3! i recommend it! link wont work: its called "Its Just a Fish" by AllieCat523

[dr3amcxtcher]

Ok so literally the color blue

Real

This was a doodle then I decided to color it SO blue

[forgottenporkbun]

okay, yknow what? Im gonna share my comfort/safe food with you all cus im bored

take a bagel and toast it (a toasted piece of bread works too but i prefer the texture and thickness of bagels). Take plain cream cheese and put a thick layer on the bagel slices. Then after that you take some strawberry jam/jelly (blueberry is also very yummy! Not sure about other kinds tho) and put some of that on as well (not a shit ton tho).

Then you're done!!! Enjoy your yummy lil treat :3 Dont knock it till you try it :D

[prettysunnydude]

Third post today to make up for not posting xx

[carolslildoodles]

Some little bug doodles from a few days ago :)

Sorry idk how tumblr works hehe

[that-one-gay-from-the-gay-club]

I AM SORRY THESE PAST FEW WEEKS HAVE BEEN UTTERLY CHAOTIC AND I WANTED TO UPDATE IN HIDING SO BADLY HUT IT JUST WASNT COMING SO HERES A BABY FIC THAT CAME TO ME IN THE NIGHT

[whiizor]

I am so insane about silly 2000s shows lately,,,, i don’t know if there’s a fandom out there still kickin but look at them anyways

[addieneedswater]

the folks are gone its time for big fun (crying in my room as i rewatch heathers for the ninetieth time)

[veryverycoolvampirre]

TAKE MY SUPER LAZER EMILY REDESIGN!!!!