#rockstar sevika

[moodywyrm]

sfjdjdj rockstar!sevika getting so fed up with the questions of her relationship status that at one point she just posts (anywhere she can. insta, twitter, etc.) a picture of you two kissing on your wedding day, something that was kept very private: you in your dress (if applicable) and her in a suit, wedding rings shining in the light; and pinning it to her profile with the caption “I’m taken.”

yes! @pinknightsinmymind and I have actually talked about this!

okay so initially, the kiss marks and the hickies were supposed to show everyone that she's taken. what sevika didn't consider is that rockstars are kinda expected or anticipated to be sex symbols, hence the imagery of sex on her body wouldn't necessarily imply a relationship. early on in her career she got a lot of questions about how many girls she'd recruited to leave those marks on her for every show. it irritated her to no end!!

so when that didn't work, she started carrying around your panties. she thought that would somehow be better than the hickies and lipstick marks (it wasn't) (it was pretty much the same thing) (everyone just thought she was a player).

finally, when that didn't work, she started bringing you on stage, kissing you, being all touchy, everything. still, she got so many people asking her if you two were just friends, and, dear god, she got propositioned so often by fans. it didn't matter how many times she called you her wife, how often she showed off your marks and your gifts and the fucking rings, people never listened. it was infuriating!!!

so one day, when she literally can't fucking take it anymore, her fans open up instagram and are immediately confronted with these absolutely gorgeous wedding photos. Sevika uploaded three different posts of ten images, each of them beginning with pictures of your guys intimate little wedding. you both look gorgeous, all done up and oh so in love. her favorite, one of you swiping a little dot of frosting on her cheek, followed by one of you kissing it off. your favorite is one of Sevika tearing up as you walk down the aisle, the bridal party equally in giggles and in tears at how soft the entire moment was. the caption on each post is pretty much the same.

I am happily and eternally married. Fuckers.

[jhyoos]

REBEL GIRL

Chapter 1: Player

rockstar! sevika x influencer! reader

summary: (y/n) is invited by her close friend, caitlyn to come to her band’s concert, giving her a backstage pass.

warning: modern au!, fame au!, and swearing

notes: y’all let me know what their band name should be! 🫶

chapters : one, two

The ring light cast a soft glow across your face as you adjusted the camera’s angle. The glow of the ring light softened the sharp angles of your decor—black walls adorned with band posters. Your desk was cluttered with makeup palettes, brushes, and a freshly arrived PR package.

“I’ve been waiting forever to get my hands on this,” you continued, holding up the box. “So let’s see what the hype is or if they’re playing us again.”

You flicked open the lid, showing off the dramatic reveal to the camera, giving a detailed breakdown of the products inside. As you swatched a deep crimson lipstick on your wrist, your phone buzzed on your desk.

“Oh…,” you muttered, leaning off camera to check.

Caitlyn 💙: Hey Y/N, I’ve decided to bless you with a backstage pass for tonight’s show. You in?

The message Caitlyn made you pause. You’d known her for a while now—first through a friend of a friend, then through a collaboration where you helped her band gain traction on your socials. That collab had been a turning point for them.

You : You better be blessed I cleared my schedule tonight!

Hours later, you found yourself standing at the back entrance of a packed venue. Fans swarmed the streets, their excitement practically vibrating in the air. You adjusted your leather jacket, feeling more like yourself among the edgy crowd.

Inside, a staff member escorted you through a maze of hallways until you reached the backstage area. The hum of guitars being tuned, the steady rhythm of drum checks, and the occasional burst of laughter created a vibrant, chaotic energy.

“Y/N!” Caitlyn’s voice called from a corner. You spotted her, dressed in her usual new variant of baggy ripped jeans and baby tee. Her face lit up when she saw you.

“There she is,” Caitlyn said, pulling you into a quick hug. “I’m glad you came.”

“You made it hard to say no,” you replied, looking around. “So this is where the magic happens, huh?”

Caitlyn laughed. “Yeah, it’s a mess, but it works. The band’s scattered right now—Vi’s finishing her guitar setup, Jinx is probably somewhere causing trouble, and Sevika...” She trailed off, smirking. “Well, Sevika’s being Sevika.”

“Which means?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Probably charming her way into trouble,” Caitlyn said, rolling her eyes. “You’ll see.”

As if on cue, a smooth, deep voice cut through the noise. “Speaking of trouble…”

You turned to find Sevika leaning against the doorway, her electric guitar slung across her shoulder. Her presence was magnetic—broad shoulders, tattoos winding down her arms, and a smirk that was as cocky as it was alluring.

“And who’s this?” Sevika asked, her eyes locking on you.

“Y/N,” Caitlyn said with a hint of warning in her voice. “A friend. So behave, Sev.”

Sevika ignored Caitlyn’s tone and stepped closer, extending a hand. “Sevika. Lead guitarist and part-time troublemaker.”

You shook her hand, her grip firm and deliberate. “Y/N. Influencer and part-time skeptic.”

That made her laugh—a deep, rich sound that you felt in your chest. “A skeptic, huh? We’ll see about that.”

You pulled your hand away, crossing your arms. “Don’t get any ideas.”

“Oh, I’ve got plenty,” Sevika said, her smirk widening.

Before you could respond, Vi appeared, slinging her own guitar over her shoulder. “Sev, don’t scare off Caitlyn’s friends before we even hit the stage,” she said, her tone light but commanding.

“I’m just being friendly,” Sevika said innocently, though the glint in her eye said otherwise.

You rolled your eyes and turned back to Caitlyn. “Let me guess—this happens a lot?”

Caitlyn sighed, giving you an apologetic smile. “Welcome to my life.”

As you followed Caitlyn toward her drum kit, you couldn’t help but feel Sevika’s gaze lingering on you. She was trouble, that much was obvious, but you weren’t about to let her get under your skin.

Not yet, anyway.

The smell of sweat, spilled beer, and raw anticipation filled the air as you stood near the edge of the VIP section. You adjusted your leather jacket, letting the buzz of the crowd settle into your skin. The venue felt alive—hundreds of fans pressed together, shouting and cheering, as the lights dimmed and the noise swelled into a roar.

A single spotlight pierced through the darkness, illuminating Vi as she strutted confidently toward the microphone, her guitar slung across her back. She grinned out at the audience, her energy magnetic, and the room fell silent in reverence.

“You ready for this?” Vi’s voice boomed, equal parts challenge and promise.

The crowd erupted, their screams shaking the walls as the first notes ripped through the air.

The band launched into their opening song with precision and fire. Vi commanded the stage effortlessly, her voice raw and powerful, blending perfectly with her sharp guitar riffs. Caitlyn, ever composed, added a melodic touch from the keyboard, her fingers dancing across the keys with a grace that seemed almost out of place in the chaos of the stage. Jinx, on the other hand, was a blur of wild energy behind the drum set, her movements erratic yet precise, her laughter audible even over the pounding rhythm she created.

And then there was Sevika.

She moved into the spotlight for her solo, her fingers flying across the strings of her guitar with a skill that left the crowd in awe. Her smirk was practically a permanent fixture, the glint in her eye daring anyone not to look at her. She had an ease about her, a confidence that screamed rockstar, and the fans ate it up.

Your eyes lingered on her longer than you meant to. There was no denying she was captivating—the tattoos curling around her arms, the way she poured everything into the music, the cocky tilt of her head when she glanced out at the screaming crowd.

But then your gaze drifted to the edge of the stage, where she seemed to lock eyes with someone in the front row. A girl—blonde, wide-eyed, clearly smitten. Sevika winked at her mid-solo, earning a squeal of delight.

The blonde wasn’t alone. Throughout the set, Sevika’s gaze darted to other fans, offering winks, smirks, and sly nods that made them swoon. You rolled your eyes. If there was one thing you could spot from a mile away, it was a player.

Still, it was hard to ignore how ridiculously good she was. The music, the stage presence, the way her guitar seemed like an extension of her body—it all left you equal parts impressed and annoyed.

When the final chord rang out and Vi shouted, “Thank you, everyone! We love you!” the venue exploded into applause. The band left the stage to thunderous cheers, and you followed a staff member toward the backstage area.

The energy there was different—no less chaotic, but tinged with satisfaction. Roadies darted around, packing up equipment, while the band members moved in different directions. Vi disappeared into a side room, and Caitlyn sat on a small couch, sipping water and scrolling through her phone.

“Y/N!” Caitlyn called, smiling as she saw you approach. She set her water aside and stood, still slightly out of breath.

“Well?” she asked, brushing her hair out of her face. “What’d you think?”

“They’re loud,” you teased, but your grin betrayed your real feelings. “Seriously, though, you were amazing. The keys? Perfect.”

Caitlyn beamed, her posture relaxing. “Thanks, but it’s not just me. We all pulled it off tonight. Thanks for coming—it means a lot.”

Before you could reply, you caught movement out of the corner of your eye. Sevika, leaning against the doorway, her guitar slung casually over her back, chatting with two fans who had somehow found their way backstage.

She was all charm—grinning, nodding, brushing her hand along her jaw in a way that screamed calculated. The fans giggled, hanging onto her every word.

“Does she ever stop?” you muttered, mostly to yourself.

Caitlyn followed your gaze and groaned. “That’s Sev for you. She doesn’t know the meaning of ‘off the clock.’”

“Clearly,” you said, rolling your eyes.

As if on cue, Sevika turned her attention from the fans and strolled toward you. Her smirk was as infuriating up close as it was on stage.

“And what about me?” Sevika asked, her voice low and smooth. “Did I kill it tonight?”

You crossed your arms, refusing to give her the reaction you knew she was fishing for. “You were fine.”

“Fine?” she echoed, placing a hand over her heart as if you’d wounded her. “That’s all I get?”

“I’m not one of your groupies,” you shot back, your tone flat.

Sevika chuckled, stepping closer. “No, you’re not. You’re… different.”

Her gaze lingered, intense and unrelenting, and for a moment, you felt your cheeks flush. Annoyed at your own reaction, you rolled your eyes.

“Keep working on it,” you said sharply, before pulling out your phone and seeing the time. It was pass midnight. Shit. You had a promotional event early in the morning.

“I’m sorry, Cait. But I’ve gotta go,” You say with a playful pout before giving her a goodbye hug.

“It’s okay. I’ll text you and most importantly text me when you get home,” Caitlyn says as she hugged you back.

You both pulled away “Yes mam. I will,” you say.

As you turn towards the door, Sevika steps into your way with a teasing smirk. “Leaving so soon?” she asked, her voice low.

“Some of us have responsibilities,” you replied coolly, slipping your phone into your pocket.

She leaned against a nearby wall, her eyes trailing over you in a way that felt deliberate. “What, no time for a drink? A little post-show celebration?”

You crossed your arms, tilting your head. “Do all your ‘post-show celebrations’ involve swooning fans and scribbled phone numbers, or do I get a special offer?”

Her grin widened, her gaze steady. “Depends. Are you interested in being special?”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “You’re persistent. I’ll give you that.”

“Just calling it like I see it,” Sevika replied, stepping closer. “And I see someone who might enjoy a little fun if she let herself.”

You met her gaze, and for a moment, you let a sly smile tug at your lips. “You’re confident, I’ll give you that. But I’m not as easy to impress as your fan club.”

Sevika chuckled, the sound low and rich. “That’s what makes it interesting.”

You stepped closer, brushing past her shoulder as you made your way toward the exit. “Interesting’s a good start, but you’ll have to try harder than that.”

She turned, her smirk faltering for the first time, as if she hadn’t expected you to turn the tables.

Pausing at the doorway, you glanced back, your eyes meeting hers. “Good luck with the next one, rockstar. I’ve got places to be.”

And with that, you disappeared down the hallway, leaving her standing there, her smirk replaced by something more thoughtful.

As you made your way toward the exit, you allowed yourself a small smile. Flirting with Sevika was like playing with fire, but there was something undeniably satisfying about leaving her wondering.

Tomorrow would be busy, but tonight, you couldn’t help but savor the small victory.

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[dykesevika]

HEAR ME OUT….

rockstar sevika

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Men DNI

[acidblum]

𓆣 ⁞𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

21, she/they, lesbian. writing for tlou and arcane inconsistently but surely. this blog is strictly 18+ ➜ more about me

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[sevikasupremacy]

Hi everyone! This masterlist consists of all the request I’ve done during the Arcane Season 1 era. I’ll be making a separate masterlist when we get into the Season 2 era. You can check them out 🫶

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Sevika Letting You Win

▸ Sevika as Your Close Friend

▸ Sevika with a Tall Blind S/O

▸ You Wearing a Bunny Outfit | NSFW

▸ Worshipping Sevika with Nipple Piercings | NSFW

▸ Sexual Aftercare | NSFW

▸ Jealous Sevika | NSFW

▸ Sevika x SexuallyFrustrated!Reader | NSFW

▸ SecretFan!Sevika x Rockstar!Reader

One Shots:

▸ Make You Mine | Sevika x Reader

▸ Pretty Face | Sevika x MartialArtist!Reader

▸ Can Only Dream | Modern AU

▸ Always Waiting For You | Sevika x Fem!Reader

▸ Rivalry to Romance | Sevika x Fem!Reader

𝐕𝐈 ⁠♡

One Shots:

▸ First Appointment | Vi x Sensitive!Reader

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Grayson x Short!reader Who Has a Size Kink | NSFW

▸ Jealous Grayson | NSFW

▸ Keeping the Mask On During Sex | NSFW

▸ Grayson x SexuallyFrustrated!Reader | NSFW

One Shots:

▸ All For You | Grayson x Reader | Angst

▸ More | Grayson x Reader | NSFW

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Ambessa Deflowering You | NSFW

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⁠♡

Headcanons:

▸ Date with Renata

▸ Renata as a Soft Dom | NSFW

▸ Spanking their S/O | Grayson & Sevika | NSFW

▸ Taking Care of You When You’re Sick | Sevika & Grayson

▸ Cuddling With You | Sevika & Grayson

▸ Reacting To Your Maid Dress | Grayson & Sevika | NSFW

▸ Comforting Them When They Cry | Arcane Women

▸ Having a Plus Sized S/O | Arcane Women | NSFW

And of course, requests are still open!

[elliezlils11utt]

—// UPDATED FULL MASTERLIST !!

smut: 🤍

fluff: 🌿

angst: 🪐

request: 📝

suggestive: 🌺

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-THE LAST OF US! :

-/ABBY ANDERSON:

DBF!abby #1: 🌺🌿

DBF!abby #2: 🤍

texts with DBF !abby: 🌺🌿(🪐?)

abby trapping you with her thighs as u eat her out: 🤍

abby making u taste yourself after she eats u out: 🤍

CEO!abby buying u a dress a size too small to look at ur curves: 🌺

girlfriend!abby fucking u with an electric toothbrush: 🤍🌿

abby finds u wondering around the wlf base and fucks u:🤍(🪐?)

-/ELLIE WILLIAMS:

texts with loser!ellie: 🌺🌿🌿

Ellie with hypersexual!reader: 🌿🌿🪐🌺

gamer!ellie making u ride her controller: 🤍

Ellie finger fucking u with long natural nails: 🤍

Ellie with a bush/bodyhair: 🤍

Ellie being super giggly in bed: 🤍🌿

Ellie with reader who has attachment issues: 🌿🌿📝

Loser! Ellie accidentally calling u mommy in bed: 🤍📝

Ellie finding fresh sh on ur thigh during sex:(( :🪐🌿

I wanna be your girlfriend-girl in red: 🪐📝

bad idea! -girl in red: 🪐🪐🤍🌺

Ellie comforting u when your sick: 🌿

Ellie on your birthday: 🌿🌿

Ellie finger fucking u with rings on: 🤍

sweetheart pt 1(OLD): 🪐

sweetheart pt 2(OLD): 🪐

rockstar!ellie headcannons (OLD): 🪐🌿🌺?

bartender!ellie headcannons(OLD): 🪐🌿🌺?

Ellie with reader who has autism: 🌿📝

rough sweet sex with els: 🤍🌿📝

overstimming reluctant sub!ellie: 🤍📝

-ARCANE !!

-/VI:

Boxer!vi x newbie boxer!reader: 🤍

domfemm!reader finger fucking sub!vi with nails on: 🤍

-/JINX:

jinx overstimming the fuck outa you so she can eat ur cum over and over: 🤍

jinx teaches you how to build a bomb!: 🌿🌿🌿

-/SEVIKA:

riding sevs nose: 🤍

Pool/hot tub sex with sev: 🤍📝

[ennabear]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

CAPS: oneshots!! // ✮: personal faves!!

𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

ellie on valentine’s day

vampire!ellie

modern!ellie’s job

ellie masturbating

farm!ellie i

farm!ellie ii

ellie helping you unwind

ellie drawing you

tying up loser!ellie

nerd!ellie ✮

SYMPATHY IS A KNIFE —rockstar!ellie x dom!r

╰┈➤ gas station!ellie masterlist!! ✮

𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

sleepy!abby ✮

abby x gymrat!reader

rockstar!abby

girlfriend!abby

abby on valentine’s day

professor!abby

abby and her scars ✮

loser!abby ✮

more loser!abby ✮

ab riding w/ cowboy!abby ✮

what abby’s breath feels like

playful makeout with silly!abby

CATALINA ISLAND —catalina!abby x nurse!r ✮

╰┈➤ mean!abby masterlist!!

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚

riding her nose ✮

fucking you on shimmer

helping sev fix her arm (sevika week)

passionate sex w bottom sevika (sevika week)

sev x hyperfemme!r

sevika slipping into subspace ✮

decorating sevika’s arm with lights ft. jinx

holding her mech hand ✮

sevika and intimacy ✮

loser!sevika headcanons

modern loser!sevika e-dating reader

sevika taking care of you when you’re sad

small non-confrontational loser!sevika thought

playing roblox with sevika

loser!sevika eating you out ✮

short soft sevika headcanons

SACRIFICIAL ANGEL —bottom dom!sev x loser!r ✮

YOUR OWN PERSONAL JESUS —sev x religious!r ✮

will be updated as i post!!! :3

view my favorite art/fics!!

[sultryd0ll]

Fic ideas:I need me some biker!ellie, rockstar!ellie, drug dealer!ellie x cheerleader!reader, flowershop!reader, artist!ellie,soccercaptain!ellie, basketball captain!abby, gym trainer!abby, hockey player!abby, recordshop!ellie, stripper!reader, hyperfem!reader, mean!ellie, pornstar!reader, gangster!sevika, knows her worth!reader, Girly!reader x mean overprotective!ellie, biker!vi,pit fighter!vi, bodyguard!ellie x stripper!readier/bottlegirl!reader, bbf!ellie, loser!ellie , gambler!sevikaxbottlegirl!reader, baker!readerxmeanshopowner!ellie, farmhandler!elliex farmersdaughter!reader, tattoo artist!chloe, smoke shop owner!chloe, biker!chloe

Gawddd these would eat so bad 😫(if any of yall writers wanna write them by all means please do🧎🏽‍♀️) if yall do write any of these tag me in the comments so i can read them and reblog🥧

[caitlynkirammanhat]

Current bot request !

Gert 1x - Server (restaurant like) AU

Sevika 4x - 1, Knight AU, 2, strangers or friends, 3, rockstar, 4, her being sweet

Caitlyn 6x - 1, the predictable scene, 2, Cuddles, 3, nightmares, 4, cleaning her eye, 5, you find her with a hurt eye, 6, married AU

Maddie 1x in love with her

Vi 1x - fake dating

Ran 1x - date

Ambessa 1x - massage

Cassandra 1x - wife/married

Viktor 1x - any scenario

Jinx 1x - Nightmares

Isha 1x - Friends

Younger Caitlyn 1x - any scenario

Young Vi 1x - any scenario

Request are open !

[misaerabl]

Vi Fics (Arcane)

masterlist

One Shots

01. rock my world ⑅ nsfw, rockstar vi 02. idle hands are the devil's workshop ⑅ nsfw, mechanic vi x housewife r 03. out of line (ft. sevika) ⑅ nsfw

Series

01. icarus (ft. caitlyn) ⑅ masterlist

Requests

𓈒 ◌ coming soon... ⑅

[moodywyrm]

sorrysorry sad thoughts but rockstar!sevika going on a world tour and you have to stay home for work or something else :(( and you two are the clingiest mfs in the world so you facetime for hours before a show and after, sometimes even during a show, with her phone shoved in her back pocket while she plays one of her more loving songs in tribute to you not being there for the first time in forever </3

BUT!!! when she comes home it’s like 3 am, you were expecting her to be back later so you could pick her up from the airport in a joyous reunion but she was able to pull some strings :). so she walks into yalls house (more coming on this later i have so many thoughts about her), going straight for the bedroom almost crying because holy shit she’s been gone for like. two months. and she stumbles in, jetlagged and sleep deprived as hell and oh god, you’re laying so peacefully on her side of the bed, snuggled into her pillow, in one of her older band tees, wearing her boxers.

and as much as she wants to grab you and hold you and kiss you, and as much as she may be 6’5, cold, muscly, big scary girl, she doesn’t want to startle you :( she gets undressed into just some boxers, ready to show off her new tattoo that she got (while you were, of course, on the call while she got it). she sits on the bed, being so gentle with you, slowly caressing your cheek and whispering your name in that sweet voice that is reserved for your ears only. and when your eyes finally open, it takes about 5 seconds before you’re up and in her arms, crying and gripping onto her, snuggled into her chest and kissing her face all over.

eventually she pries you away, lifting your face oh so gently and giving you a loving kiss, smiling down at you. you’re all smiles too, holding her arms in a death grip as if you’re afraid she’s just a dream :(( so sevika bundles you into her arms, laying down and cuddling with you the way she has been missing </3

and then in the morning you have steamy reunion sex

who said that

I need you to know that jj @pinknightsinmymind and I stared at this in Tears the other day. this is fucking incredible. I really don't have much to add except for a few lil thoughts

ok I imagine that, aside from your wedding rings, Sevika also got you guys matching jewelry. maybe a necklace or a bracelet, up to you. generally, y'all wear them for show because your everyday matching jewelry are the rings! however. when she's on tour, that jewelry never comes off. it wasn't even like, a conscious decision you two made. simply, the first time she went on tour without you, you both got incredibly sad and started wearing it. she sees it when y'all FaceTime that night, and then shows you hers. y'all did cry a lil bit, it was both adorable and goofy. now, it's tradition! before she leaves, you put her necklace on her and she puts your jewelry on you. it pretty much always results in tears and gentle kisses.

Every time she plays the ballad on tour, she always dedicates it to her beautiful wife. sometimes people can literally hear her getting a lil choked up, and it always ends up being the most heart wrenching part of her set. in my mind it's either similar to (or is) Work Song by Hozier. That's her fucking song. Especially because, you coming into her life did make her stop a lot of her terrible habits. Wanting to be with you made her a better person, and she knows it. She loves you more than life, and it shows. This is honestly my favorite Sevika head canon in the rockstar and farm au's, because they feel so real to me.

And because I'm me I have to include lyrics that are extra extra Sevika and her wife:

"No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to her"

"And I was burnin' up a fever / I didn't care much how long I lived / But I swear I thought I dreamed her / She never asked me once about the wrong I did"

"My babe would never fret none / About what my hands and my body done / If the Lord don't forgive me / I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me"

Ok now that I'm in Tears. Man. C'mon.

On the point of her surprising you by coming home early. Just going off how I process emotions, when y'all get off call that night you just start bawling. Like you know she's gonna be home soon and you'll get to see her, but it's been so long and you miss her so fucking much. You go to sleep crying, so when Sevika comes home and surprises you, she takes note of your puffy red eyes and her heart breaks man. She never wants to be the reason you're crying, unless it's from pleasure. So she changes as fast and as quietly as she can and kneels down at your side of to the bed.

You wake up and just like tackle her, because, to quote TSOA, "I could recognize [her] by touch alone, by smell"

It's such weepy reunion, filled with the softest and firmest hugs in the world. You're literally just crying into her neck, hugging her so tight like "that sucked so bad, I'm so glad your home" but it's so broken up because you're sobbing. sevika's crying too, just so fucking happy to be back home with her wife. she refuses to let go of you, clinging to you like a koala all night. does not care how hot it is, she needs you as close as possible. hence her lack of a shirt, and her asking you to take yours off if you're comfortable. skin to skin contact is an absolute must for you two.

that night y'all sleep like fucking babies, not waking up until like ten am the next day. even then, y'all stay in bed for hours.

on the point of reunion sex, I agree and I'd love to write a full thing on it, but I have some preliminary thoughts.

after being away from you for so long, sevika craves skin to skin contact. which means, say it with me yall, tribbing!! she needs it, you need it, it's messy and hot and wet and somehow y'all are still weepy.

she still absolutely uses her strap on you, but it's less fucking and more love making, but just as passionate and intense. deep strokes people. it's honestly her least favorite act during reunion sex, though she still fucking loves. she just needs that skin to skin contact.

so much oral. soooooooo much oral. in the same line as the skin to skin, but she just need to Feel her girl. does not let up until you're boneless and limp on the bed.

you also pamper the shit out of her. taking control during tribbing, riding her, eating her out and fingering her to release all of the pent up tension of tour.

that's all I can add to this perfect fucking ask man, I cried writing this. thank u nonnie <3

[jhyoos]

REBEL GIRL

Chapter 2 : Aftershock

rockstar! sevika x influencer! reader

summary : (y/n) gets her phone blown up by fans while she’s at a promotional event.

warnings : swearing and a cringy ass band name.

notes: thank you all so much for over 100 likes on chapter 1! im forever grateful 🫶

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chapters : one, two

The morning sunlight streamed through your apartment windows, casting a golden glow on the sleek black furniture and stacks of PR boxes you’d yet to unbox. A sharp knock on your bedroom door made you groan as you finished brushing the final stroke of your jet-black eyeliner.

“Y/N, are you ready? We’re going to be late!” your manager, Lauren, called out.

“I’m coming!” you shouted back, setting down your eyeliner and grabbing your leather jacket.

Today was a big deal: you were modeling for Eclipse Noir, a major fashion brand known for its bold, goth-inspired designs. It was one of the biggest collaborations of your career, and you couldn’t afford to mess it up—not that Lauren would ever let you forget that.

As you descended the stairs, Lauren was waiting by the door, scrolling on her phone. Her sharp suit and stern expression reminded you of why she was one of the best in the business. But when her eyes snapped up to meet yours, there was an unmistakable glint of irritation.

“So, are we going to talk about this?” she asked, holding her phone out to show you the glaring headline:

TMZ Exclusive: Influencer Y/N Spotted at Shattered Souls Concert in LA!

The article was plastered with a photo of you in the VIP section, looking effortlessly cool as you leaned against the barrier. Fans were already dissecting every detail of your appearance, and speculation about your connection to the band was running wild.

“Send me that. My makeup looks really good,” you said in a joking tone.

Lauren looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes. “What’s there to talk about? I went to support Caitlyn.”

Lauren sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “You know how this looks, right? It’s one thing to go to a concert; it’s another for everyone to think you’re dating a rockstar—or worse, being used for clout.”

You snorted. “Caitlyn and the rest of the members are good friends of mine. Since when do I care about what TMZ thinks?”

“Since your brand is involved,” Lauren shot back. “You’re about to model for one of the most exclusive fashion labels in the industry. We need to make sure your image stays polished.”

“Polished?” You raised an eyebrow, gesturing to your edgy black outfit. “I don’t think anyone’s expecting me to play it safe.”

Lauren shook her head but couldn’t suppress a small smile. “Fine, but keep your head in the game today. No distractions.”

The Eclipse Noir photoshoot was held at an upscale studio in downtown LA, its interior a moody mix of industrial and gothic aesthetics. Chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting dramatic shadows against the exposed brick walls.

You were ushered into hair and makeup almost immediately, where a team of stylists worked their magic. Your outfit—a tailored black leather jacket with studded accents, paired with high-waisted pants and knee-high boots—fit perfectly into your aesthetic.

As the cameras started flashing, you felt the familiar rush of being in your element. Each pose was deliberate, every expression calculated. The photographer praised your ability to embody the brand’s edgy but elegant vibe, and even Lauren looked pleased for once.

“Perfect, Y/N. Just one more look,” the photographer called out as a stylist adjusted your jacket.

Between shots, you caught glimpses of your phone lighting up with notifications. Comments flooded your Instagram posts, and fans were tagging you in the TMZ article nonstop.

It wasn’t until you were in the dressing room changing into your last look of the day that a message from Caitlyn popped up:

“Hey, how are you holding up after the TMZ thing? Let’s catch up. Meet me at Sable Café after my gig tonight?”

You smiled, typing back a quick reply:

“I’m fine, just amused. See you tonight.”

Later that evening, after finishing your shoot and grabbing a quick dinner, you found yourself at Sable Café. The small, intimate space was lit by warm hanging lights and smelled of freshly brewed coffee. It was quieter than usual, which you appreciated after the whirlwind day.

Caitlyn was already there when you arrived, seated in a corner booth with a steaming cup of tea and a cup of coffee she got for you. She waved you over, her usual calm demeanor replaced by a faintly amused smirk.

“Hey,” you greeted, sliding into the seat across from her. “How was the gig?”

“Same as always,” she said, leaning back. “Though Vi was even more over the top than usual.”

You chuckled. “Sounds about right. So, what’s up?”

Caitlyn tilted her head, studying you. “You tell me. That article’s got everyone buzzing about you and the band.”

You shrugged, taking a sip of your coffee. “It’s TMZ. They’ll forget about it by tomorrow.”

“Maybe, but you’re not exactly blending into the background.” Caitlyn’s tone was teasing, but her expression softened. “Seriously, though. How are you feeling about it? You’ve been in the spotlight before, but this is different.”

“It’s fine, really,” you said, brushing it off. “If anything, it’s funny. People are acting like I’m dating someone in the band.”

Caitlyn laughed. “Well, you did have that little moment with Sevika.”

You rolled your eyes. “It wasn’t a moment. She’s just... Sevika. You know how she is.”

“True,” Caitlyn admitted, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Still, you’re handling it well. I was half-expecting you to freak out.”

You smirked. “Give me some credit. I’m tougher than I look.”

As the soft hum of café chatter surrounded you, Caitlyn took a slow sip of her tea, her eyes lingering on you thoughtfully. You set your coffee down, arching an eyebrow at her.

“What?” you asked, a small smirk tugging at your lips.

She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “You know, the band’s heading out on tour soon.”

“Okay…” you said, dragging out the word. “And?”

“And,” Caitlyn continued, her tone deliberate, “I think you should come with us.”

You blinked, caught off guard. “What?”

“Think about it,” she said, a spark of excitement in her eyes. “We’ve been talking about expanding our audience online, and your platform is massive. You could help us create behind-the-scenes content, give fans an insider look at the tour. Plus, we’d get to hang out more.”

You hesitated, tapping your fingers against your cup. “I don’t know, Cait. I’ve got my own projects lined up. And after that TMZ article…”

“That’s exactly why it’s perfect,” Caitlyn interrupted. “Lean into it. If people are already talking, give them something to talk about. Show them the real story.”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “And by ‘real story,’ you mean what? Taming Jinx? Me babysitting Sevika and Vi while they flirt with half the planet?”

Caitlyn chuckled. “You’re not wrong, but you’d also get to see what it’s like behind the scenes of a tour. Think of the content opportunities—mini vlogs, exclusive interviews, maybe even some collabs. It’s a win-win.”

You leaned back in your chair, considering her words. The idea of touring with the band was tempting—there was no denying that. The exposure could be huge for your brand, and the experience itself would be unforgettable. But you couldn’t ignore the potential chaos, especially with Sevika in the picture.

“I don’t know, Cait,” you said slowly. “It’s a lot to take on.”

Caitlyn smiled, sensing you were warming up to the idea. “Just think about it, okay? No pressure. But I’d love to have you there.”

You sighed, a small smile creeping onto your face. “Fine. I’ll think about it.”

“Good,” Caitlyn said, raising her tea in a toast. “Here’s to adventures—potentially disastrous ones.”

You laughed, clinking your cup against hers. Despite your reservations, the idea of going on tour with Shattered Souls had planted itself firmly in your mind. And something told you that this was just the beginning of a wild ride

The faint hum of an engine greeted you as you stepped onto the tour bus, your suitcase rolling behind you. The space was surprisingly cozy, decked out with plush seating, a mini kitchenette, and bunks lining the narrow hallway. A faint scent of leather and something faintly citrusy lingered in the air, blending with the faint echo of Vi humming a melody from somewhere deeper in the bus.

“Welcome to the chaos,” Caitlyn said, grinning as she leaned against one of the built-in couches.

Vi popped her head out from a back corner, her guitar strapped across her chest. “Hey, rockstar!” she greeted, giving you a casual salute. “You’re brave for signing up for this circus.”

You laughed, pulling your suitcase into the bus. “What can I say? I like a challenge.”

Jinx, sprawled out on one of the couches with a drumstick twirling between her fingers, snorted. “You’re gonna regret saying that when Vi starts her late-night jam sessions.”

“Don’t listen to her,” Vi said, plucking at her guitar strings. “She loves it.”

“Lies,” Jinx quipped, smirking.

Caitlyn nudged you gently. “Come on, let me show you where you’ll sleep.”

You followed her down the narrow hallway, passing bunks stacked two high. She stopped in front of one with a neatly made bed, the bottom bunk open for you. “Here you go,” Caitlyn said, gesturing. “Home for the next few weeks.”

“Perfect,” you said, sliding your suitcase beside the bed. “Thanks, Cait.”

“Settle in. We’ll hit the road soon,” Caitlyn said before disappearing back to the front of the bus.

-

You knelt by your suitcase, unpacking essentials and carefully organizing them into the small shelves above the bunk. The space was tight but manageable, the rhythmic hum of the bus adding a strange sense of calm. You reached up to place your toiletry bag on the highest shelf when you felt it—a bold, unmistakable hand pressing against your ass.

Startled, you snapped around, ready to deliver a sharp retort. Instead, you found yourself face-to-face with Sevika. She leaned in close, one arm lazily gripping the rail of the top bunk above you, effectively caging you in. Her towering frame loomed over you, and her signature smirk was even more infuriating this close.

"Nice view," she drawled, her voice low and rich, dripping with amusement.

You arched a brow, crossing your arms as you tilted your head up to meet her gaze. “Wow, straight to harassment. Do you always skip the foreplay?”

Her grin widened, clearly delighted by your sass. “Foreplay’s overrated. I like to get to the point.”

You let out a dry laugh, leaning casually against the bunk behind you despite the way her proximity made your heart race. “Is that what you call this? Because right now, it’s giving ‘desperate.’”

Sevika chuckled, her gaze flicking to your lips for just a second before returning to your eyes. “Desperate? That’s a bold assumption, sweetheart. Seems like you’re still standing here talking to me, though.”

“Only because you’re blocking the way,” you shot back, nodding pointedly toward the arm she had resting above you. “Or do you think looming over people is some kind of charm tactic?”

She shifted slightly, leaning in closer, her smirk never faltering. “It’s working, isn’t it?”

“Not the way you think,” you replied, your voice steady, even as your pulse betrayed you. “But hey, if this is the best you’ve got, I can see why the fan girls swoon. Low standards must really be your thing.”

Sevika laughed at that, a deep, rumbling sound that somehow sent a shiver down your spine. “You’ve got a sharp tongue, Y/N. I like that.”

“And you’ve got no sense of boundaries,” you quipped, reaching up to tap the arm she still had braced above you. “Mind moving? I’ve got things to do.”

Instead of retreating, Sevika leaned in even closer, her smirk softening into something more challenging. “What if I said I don’t mind staying right here?”

You tilted your head, refusing to back down as you matched her stare. “Then I’d say you’re about to have a real boring time watching me unpack.”

She grinned, finally stepping back and dropping her arm. “Alright, you win—for now. But don’t think I’m done with you, sweetheart.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” you replied with a sly smile, brushing past her. “But next time? Try asking nicely. It might get you somewhere.”

As you turned back to your suitcase, you caught Sevika’s low chuckle behind you, her voice floating down the hallway as she sauntered off. “You’re going to be fun, Y/N.”

You smirked to yourself as you resumed unpacking. Let her think she had the upper hand. If Sevika wanted to play games, she’d quickly learn you weren’t one to lose.

This is gonna be a long tour.

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

i'm feeling fantastic (fucking fantastic)

by superqueerluthor

"So," Vi says suggestively, flexing her arms in the ripped sleeves of her denim top. She's been down this road an unhealthy amount of times, and with the tall drink of water before her, she isn't hitting the brakes anytime soon. "You want a photo?"

"Photo of what?" The tall woman queries, accented, posh, eyebrow arched in a way that shouldn't be that attractive. She takes a bite out of her blueberry muffin.

"With me, duh," Vi laughs, ego slightly bruised. She makes up for it with a small wink, leaning against the backstage wall. That would be the killer. "Or, y'know, it doesn't just have to be a photo, cupcake."

The woman blinks owlishly. "Oh. Are you a photographer for the show?"

OR

rockstar vi meets a suave (but clueless) caitlyn by accident, and then Things happen; or, when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.

Words: 2209, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn (League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Mylo (Arcane: League of Legends), Claggor (Arcane: League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Lesbian Sex, Top Caitlyn (League of Legends), Bottom Vi (League of Legends), Rockstar Vi (League of Legends), Dom Caitlyn (League of Legends), Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Badass Caitlyn (League of Legends), Fluff and Smut, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, ponytail caitlyn save me, Vaginal Fingering, Grinding, goddamn they're horny, Song: Fantastic (King Princess), Pulp Fiction References

Read on A03. from AO3 works tagged ‘Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)’

[elsfairy]

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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀

Sevika when you're sick. You when Sevika's sick. Sevika doing your makeup First date, compared to now Cooking with Sevika. Shamelessly annoying Sevika. Arguments with Sevika. Tears & Apologise Add on for ☆ Pretty Beauty. Vulnerability. Insomnia & Stress with Sevika. Gaming with Sevika. Breakfast with Sevika. Wounds with Sevika. Overprotective. Security. Ache. Discomfort. Youth. Mellow. Mad. Bloodline. Doing Sevika's makeup. Devoted. Bartender!Sevika kinks Divine. Pretty girl.

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Loser!Violet

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Loser!Abby Rockstar!Abby Soft Ridges. Artisan.

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄

[sevikasupremacy]

HI CAN YOU PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP DO rockstar! Reader x secret fan! Sevika. And like reader goes out in disguise and meets sevika then they became friends for like months and sevika has no clue who reader is and like reader accidentally sees sevs like little merch of her and ofc there has to be a dramatic identity reveal and sevika just being weak in the knees. And reader teasing her. Im so normal about ehr.

OOOOO THIS IS SUCH A FUN AND INTERESTING CONCEPT I’M ALREADY LOVING IT ♥️

SecretFan!Sevika x Rockstar!Reader

➼ Sevika’s a hardcore stan let me tell you that

➼ She loves everything about you. The way you held your electric guitar, the way you run your fingers through your hair when you sang your heart out. She just knows that you love your job. Your passion for music was something that drew her in.

➼ The way your shirt sticks to your body whenever you sweat after your concert ahem—

➼ Sevika would spend hours listening to your album on repeat. She’s beating up some people? She’ll blast your music on full volume. She’s cleaning her house? Full blast. Washing the dishes? Full blast. She’s falling asleep? FULL BLAST.

➼ Sevika can still remember the first time she attended your concert.

➼ And fuck was she mesmerized.

➼ The way you engaged with your audience, raising your microphone up in the air, letting them sing some of your parts.

➼ She also remembered when you jumped off the stage to get closer to the crowd, your hand extending as you walked past everyone, letting them hold your hand.

➼ She can tell that you genuinely love your fans. The way you smiled at each one of them as you walked past.

➼ What made Sevika loves you more was when you come across this crying fan and you didn’t hesitate to lean in and wipe her tears before hugging her.

➼ God she wish that woman was her.

➼ Honestly the two of you meeting was a coincidence (or maybe destiny)

➼ You always remembered to cover up every time you went out (just because almost everyone can recognize you).

➼ But somehow that attracted Sevika’s attention.

➼ The two of you happened to bump into each other at this marketplace.

➼ And that changed EVERYTHING.

➼ Because now, Sevika was finding herself intrigued by this stranger.

➼ You both would spend hours talking and joking around with each other.

➼ Y’all invade each other’s personal spaces a lot too ;)

➼ Sevika won’t admit it but she loves how her new friend dresses so mysteriously.

➼ But that also means she was curious to how you actually looked like.

➼ Now the two of you constantly saw each other.

➼ And that was when you finally noticed a little metallic keychain hanging from Sevika’s belt.

➼ And it was your electric guitar keychain with your engraved signature on it.

➼ You couldn’t help but giggle every time you saw her holding it and admiring its design.

➼ It took you a while to build up that courage and tell her who you were.

➼ But casually telling her wasn’t entertaining enough. So you decided to send a text.

➼ “You’re coming to the concert tonight right?”

➼ “Yeah. Where we meeting?”

➼ You’ll send a picture of the seating map to her.

➼ “Here.”

➼ “Why tf would we meet on the stage? What are you, their backup singer?”

➼ Oh Sevika, if only you knew.

➼ The concert was as amazing as ever, but Sevika was disappointed that her friend wasn’t there to enjoy it with her.

➼ After the final performance, the crowd lingered for a while to admire their idols before eventually heading out.

➼ “Still at the concert?”

➼ “No shit.”

➼ “Ok great now climb up onto the stage.”

➼ “Are you fucking with me?”

➼ "Come on, Sevika." As soon as Sevika heard the familiar voice, she quickly looked up to see her favorite rockstar, a wide grin on her face.

➼ "Stop staring at me like that and get up here!" You extended your hand but Sevika was still trying to process what was happening.

➼ Even though that moment happened years ago, Sevika still finds herself staring at you in awe, unable to believe that the rockstar of her dreams is sitting right in front of her.

[independentzaun]

εїз - 1 for Sevika and 1 for Jinx

Send “εїз” to hear a Headcanon the Mun hasn’t been able to organically implement into the blog yet

Jinx, post arcane, has the potential to work magic within her. I don't feel like going into deep detail as to why, but basically a combination of shimmer plus her exposure to hextech crystals/energy has made it so she could perform actual magic. Exactly what kind of magic, and what form it would take I haven't decided yet plus to be honest it could probably shift depending on different things. One idea I do like is her learning to shove the hallucinations she suffers from into someone else's mind temporarily, but regardless there's different options. There's probably small signs here and there of that potential. Maybe how quickly she can move despite not transforming anymore than she already has with her eyes, or whatever else.

The important thing here is that she cannot learn how to harness that ability by herself. She needs a teacher who realizes she has the potential, or decides to try to teach her just as a "well why not try" type thing. She's not consciously aware of it enough, and in most cases honestly isn't stable enough when by herself to actually start trying to unlock that and learn it by herself. Partially because I think that makes sense, and partially because I don't want to just make Jinx randomly more powerful when she's already quite a threat without there being a story behind it.

So yes, she could work with magic now much like any other mage but only if someone picks up on it and teaches her.

I'm going to make it official. Sevika knows how to play the guitar, or similar instruments. She's not good enough to be a rockstar or anything, but she's good enough that people can enjoy it when she plays. She also almost never actually plays just because she's too busy, and occupied with other stuff.

That's short, and has technically been brought up before so I'll give a second one.

Sevika knows people in Piltover. She doesn't like Piltover, but working as a smuggler both independently and than for Silco and also working as his deputy and transporting shimmer and all has forced her to make contacts in Piltover. Sevika is one of those people that you can mention a name, and if she doesn't know who you are talking about she knows someone that knows someone that knows them... and if she doesn't? They normally aren't worth knowing. Except for rare exceptions like maybe Heimerdinger, or whoever.

When Sevika says "I have the money, resources, and contacts to be a chem-baroness I just don't want to" she's being entirely sincere, and truthful.