#santa sevika

[e4rthtonez]

SIT ON ITTTT!!!!!!

[incorrect-piltover-quotes]

Jinx: I beat the shit out of some kids today. But it was for a purpose. It made me feel good about myself. It was like I did something constructive with my life or something, I dunno, like I accomplished something.

Sevika: You need many years of therapy. Many, many, many fucking years of therapy.

[ripcupid]

🎄"Call me Santa."

🎄 word count: 1.8k

🎄 a/n: don’t ask how all this happens on a couch just think of it as a wide couch. The reader is wearing one if Santa slip dress things iykyk and if not sorry. Posting Christmas Eve I couldn’t wait longer.

✧༺♥༻∞ please send requests ✧༺♥༻∞

“Sevika, close your eyes.” 

You call out from behind the door of your bedroom. You check to make sure her eyes are closed before you walk out into the living room. You stand in front of her on the couch. “Open them.” 

She looks up at you, her eyes revealing a mix of surprise and excitement. Sevika gasp at the sight of you before placing her hands on your hips. “Was this my surprise?" 

"Mhm." You nod, smiling as you bite your lip. She laughed as she twirled you around, admiring the look on your face. 

"It was worth the wait." Sevika pulls you into her lap, making you straddle her lap. Her hands rest on your ass, making the skirt of your dress ride up. 

“I told you it was.”

She smiles as you blush, lightly brushing her thumbs across the exposed skin of your ass. You feel the warmth of her hands, and your heart races as she leans in and presses her lips against yours. You wrap your arms around her neck and kiss her back with a passion you had never thought possible. As the kiss deepens, her hands travel from your ass up to your waist, caressing and pulling you closer. As her hands reach your back, you feel yourself tremble in anticipation and excitement. She slowly pulls away, leaving your lips parted and aching for her. 

You can feel your heart racing, and the warmth envelops your body. Your breaths are deep and fast, and your mind is clouded by a haze of desire. You know at this moment that you would do anything for her.

Sevika kisses your neck, leaving marks on your skin. You tilt your head, moaning softly. You press your chest into her body, grasping at her hair. She kisses down to your chest, bringing her thumb to your nipples, toying with them through the velvet fabric. 

She kneads the fat of your ass, occasionally spanking you. You cry out with each hit, feeling like the air is being knocked from your lungs. You sigh when she stops, soothing your skin with gentle caresses. She kisses your jaw, “Let me play with you.” 

You desperately nod; bringing her hand to your cunt. Sevika’s hand disappears under your dress, dragging her fingers over the wet spot on your underwear. You whimper, grabbing her wrist. “Don’t tease me, please, Sev.” 

“But it’s fun.” Sevika's laugh is deep, her breath tickling your ear and sending a shiver down your spine. 

Sevika pulls your underwear to the side, watching her fingers slide through your cunt. Her fingers remain motionless, her middle finger tracing circles around the wetness. Sevika stops tracing circles and slides her middle finger inside of you, her fingers moving in a slow, deep rhythm. She looks up at you, watching your face contort while dragging her thumb over your puffy clit. You grind against the length of her fingers, steadying yourself by holding her shoulders. Her rhythm quickens, and your breathing becomes more shallow as your body begins to quiver and tense with pleasure. 

You desperately grind your clit on her hand. She pulls her fingers out as you whine at the feeling of emptiness. She wastes no time, letting her fingers spread your wetness on your clit. Sevika flips up the front of your dress, watching you grind against her fingers. Her other hand grabs onto your hips, her nails lightly digging into your skin as she guides your rhythm. She teases and tantalizes you, taking her time as she listens to your moans.You start to feel the warmth radiating from your core, and Sevika can sense it too 

“Let me taste your pussy, Princess.” She whispers into your ear, lost in her own form of pleasure. Her warm breath caused goosebumps to spread across your body. Her request sends a wave of pleasure coursing through your body, and you eagerly nod in agreement. She pulls away just enough to look into your eyes, her own filled with lust. She removes her fingers, bringing them to your mouth. You hold her wrist, staring at her before taking them into your mouth. You make a show of sucking her fingers, a proud smile spreading across Sevika’s face as she watches you.

“I need you; only you, please.” 

Sevika kisses you, groaning at the taste of you on your tongue. She lays you down on the couch, and you feel her hands slowly tracing up your legs, caressing and exploring. Her touch is gentle and loving, an intimate reminder of how much she needs you. You give into the moment, feeling her body pressed against yours and the softness of her lips as she kisses you. You can feel yourself melting into her. “I need you too.” Sevika pulls the thin straps of your outfit slowly down your arms, kissing your shoulders all the while, revealing your tits as you quiver beneath her touch. She teases your nipples with her fingers, tracing circles around them and gently pulling. You feel the warmth spread through your body, and you let out a sigh of pleasure.  Her hands glide across your stomach as you close your eyes and savor the moment.

Sevika kisses your hips as she moves downward, and you can feel the heat of her breath on your skin as she slowly works her way down your body. You can feel your heart racing as you anticipate her next move. She gently places her lips on your thigh, and she can feel your body quiver in response.

She takes a few moments to admire your body. She carefully pulls off your underwear and takes in the sight of your drooling cunt. She wastes no time, pushing your legs apart and pressing her soft lips against your cunt. 

Her gentle touch causes your body to tremble in anticipation of the pleasure that awaits. You can feel your heart rate increase as she licks her way up your inner thighs and circles around the puffy clit that is now begging for attention. You let out a sigh of pleasure as her tongue flickered and swirled around your clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. 

You arch your back, pushing your body further into her gentle ministrations as her tongue continues its exploration. She knows exactly how to drive you wild and doesn't stop until she has taken you to the brink of ecstasy. Finally, she takes her lips around your swollen clit and sucks gently, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire body as you surrender to the sensations. 

Your hands reach for her hair tugging, and you tangle your fingers in her soft strands, pulling her closer as the feeling intensifies. You whisper to her about how good it feels, and you can feel the vibrations of her laughter on your cunt as she intensifies the sensation. Your hips buck against her mouth as the pleasure overwhelms you, and your body trembles with the force of it. You feel yourself being pushed higher and higher, the sensations growing until it feels like you can no longer contain them. You plead with her to let you cum as she teases you with her tongue, and you feel like you’re going to explode. You can feel yourself nearing the edge, and you let out a moan of pleasure as your body shakes with anticipation.

You reach your peak, and she brings you back down with gentle licks before sitting up to admire her handiwork. You lay under her gaze, feeling satisfied and grateful for her tender touches. She looks down at you with a satisfied smirk, and her lips curl into a smile. She leans in close, and you feel her warm breath on your cheek as she whispers, "Good job, my love.” 

You grab onto her arm as she leans over you. You feel a rush of emotion as you return the smile and whisper “thank you” back. Sevika kisses you, making you taste yourself on her tongue. You moan into her mouth; her fingers still trail inside your thigh. "It’s too much Sev." You break away from the kiss, your body trembling from overstimulation. She brings her fingers back to your clit softly circling it. Sevika chuckles lightly, her lips stretched in a smile as she brushes the hair from your face.

"You can take it, Princess, for me." Her words send a wave of heat through your body, and you nod as if it's the only answer you can give at that moment. She presses her lips against yours, parting them ever so slightly, brushing the tip of her tongue against yours. You melt into her touch, feeling her body heat mingling with yours as the kiss lingers and intensifies. You kiss her back with a passionate intensity, your hands traveling to explore the contours of her body. 

You feel your eyes roll back into your head as the pleasure becomes too much, and Sevika laughs lightly at the sight. You drop your hand from her arm using your arm to cover your mouth. You shudder and moan. Sevika gives you just enough pleasure to keep you begging for more. You look up, with glassy eyes, into Sevika's lust-filled ones, and she smiles knowingly at you. “Is it good?” You can barely find the words to answer her, but you manage to nod your head slowly. She smirks, pleased with her work and the effect it has had on you. "Do you wanna cum again?"

You can feel your cheeks flushing as you stammer out a quiet "yes, please”. Sevika nods, telling you it's okay. You quickly lose yourself on her fingers, and the pleasure is almost too much for you to bear. You close your eyes, clinging to her as each wave of pleasure washes over you. Your thighs close around her wrist shaking from overstimulation. Her fingers slow down, finally letting you catch a break, and you finally let out a long sigh, feeling yourself slowly come back to reality. 

Your breathing slows down as you feel Sevika kisses lightly over your face and whisper softly into your ear, "Are you okay?" You nod your head, still trying to catch your breath, as the intensity of the pleasure slowly fades away.

Sevika pulls away from you, sitting back on the couch, looking at you with a satisfied smile. You pull yourself into her lap, tucking your head into her neck. She wraps her arms around you and rests her chin atop your head. "Thank you for the surprise." 

You hum in response. She fixes the straps of your dress, returning the rest of your outfit to normal. She holds you close, keeping a hand on your thigh and stroking it gently. Your arms wrap around her neck, pulling yourself impossibly close to her. You feel safe and secure in her embrace. Sevika looks around the living room, admiring the decorations you spent your precious time on. Sevika whispers, "I love you too." She kisses the top of your head before resting her cheek on your head.

[misswynters]

𝐌𝚰𝐒𝐒𝐖𝐘𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒' 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋

Welcome to the december christmas special 2024!

smut (18+), suggestive (s), fluff (f), angst (a),

note. these may or may not be uploaded on the day given!

✧ ┊ december 1 – A Noxian Christmas (viktor x reader)

(f) Viktor isn’t that keen with christmas traditions, especially since he grew up in zaun. So you show him what’s its all about. Spoiling him with things that he absolutely needs.

✧ ┊ december 5 – Mistletoe (ekko x reader)

(f) The holiday season couldn’t get any better! Spending it with your beloved, ekko. He knew how much you loved christmas. Even though he never got the point of it, after all christmas in zaun was different than in piltover. But he wanted to see you happy.

✧ ┊ december 7 – Snowman’s buddy (Jayce x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ december 9 – Snow (Lest x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ december 11 – Everything for you! (Ambessa x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ december 15 – Sugarplum (Jinx x reader)

(s. f) Sugarplums. The hard candy that you used to eat but not anymore. Now it’s a nickname jinx calls you 24/7. With the coming holidays, jinx has something nice prepared for you.

✧ ┊ december 15 – The perfect present (Mel x reader)

(s. f) What else could she ask for if it wasn’t you. You are the perfect present. Mel wished she could see you all wrapped up in her arms.

✧ ┊ december 17 – Sweet treats (Vi x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ december 19 – What a mess! (Sevika x reader)

(s, f, ) Who knew making causes such a mess in the kitchen. Well you didn’t think it would be THIS messy. Oh no, sevika is coming back any minute.

✧ ┊ december 21 – A Piltoverian Christmas (Caitlyn x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ december 23 – Secret Santa (seb x reader)

description pending !

✧ ┊ let me know if you would like to be tagged for a specific character.

taglist. @ekkosh @diffusebread @xxblairslairxx

[archangeldyke-all]

masterlist :)

hi babies <3 here's my masterlist! i'll try to keep this as up to date as possible!

sevika and her chihuahua 🐕

cockwarming sev while she works

making sev lunches

flustering sevika

5 ways you drive sevika wild

sevika and your plushies

office crush sev

soft sex with sev

relationship hcs/ chasekink

sevika dating a younger girl

simp sev!!!

sev comforting you when you're overwhelmed in the bedroom

semi-public hard but loving sex

simp sev being sexy

tattoo artist sev!

sevika as a gf hcs

controlling a vibe sevika's wearing ;)

cuddling with sev

even more simp sevika because shes the loml

passionate sex with sev

tattoo artist sev pt. 2

librarian sevika

ex sevika

sevika crushing on you

lighting her cigars for her

sevika's insecurities

sevika with a rambling reader

gymfluencer sevika

gangster reader

boxer sev and PT reader

more cuddles with sev

jealous sevika

sugar mommy sevika and virgin reader

butch 4 butch sev!!

having her baby 👶

firefighter sev and emt reader

sevika comforting you

virgin sevika

surprising sevika with a buttplug

modern sevika clubbing

more sugar mommy sevika

dirty talk ;)

spit kink sevika

blind date meet cute

jealous reader

soft reader

friends with benefits who both want more

stone top sevika

virgin reader and virgin sevika

gym crush sevika

player reader falling for sevika

sevika reassuring reader she'd never cheat

omegaverse sev

buttstuff with sevika

bodyguard sevika

sub sev with a tall reader

sevika's reactions to nudes

cuddling in the winter

sevika in her first stable relationship

vigilante sevika x journalist reader

mechanic sevika

bodyguard sevika pt. 2

that is NOT a lighter lmao

sevika making virgin reader squirt

sevika with her reading glasses

corruption kink sev ;)

wearing funny boxers around sev

making sevika squirt

blue collar sev and her housewife

ovulating with sevika

sevika with a sweetheart reader

sleepover with sev

sevika biting u while she's going down on you

drunk sevika

sevika comforting u on ur period

doing sevika's hair

sevika fucking you against the wall

wedding day hcs!!!

sevika finding your sketches of her

sev with a housewife kink

rough sex while holding hands :,)

sevika's reaction to her secret santa gift

busty reader hcs

softie sev

somno with sev

small breasted reader

sevika sending u nudes

sevika w/ a sex repulsed reader

mermaid reader and pirate sev :)

co-stars who are actually in love

sevika's strap hcs

sub sevika

sevika calling sub reader mommy

new years traditions with sev

basketball coach sev and volleyball coach reader

spanish speaking reader

reader who's taller and stronger than sev

sevika calling sub reader mommy pt. 2

reader with shitty parents

[sexysapphicshopowner]

🤎 Context/AU (Alternate Universe): Modern AU- You and Sevika are coworkers turned best friends at her mechanic shop. She's having a little trouble telling you...something. She uses her Secret Santa gift to you to tell you.

🤎 soft!mechanic!Sevika x bubbly!mechanic!reader

🤎 CW/TW: lesbians being lesbians, Sevika is Sevika but you make her feel things...she's not sure what to make of that, blossoming relationship, pining, christmas, santa, fluff, pet names, first kiss, mistletoe, suggestive talk (you gotta close your eyes though), no use of y/n, not proofread

🤎 A/N: I know I should be writing part 2 to 'Our Love' but this idea (and Sevika period) is giving me serious brain rot. Enjoy my probably ooc ass version of Sev. This sucks ass, butttt I'll make up for it with a better post later, I promise!!

🤎 Notes: most times, I will be explicitly writing a black reader. this is not one of those times. this is a fully ambiguous reader save for the gender- female. I'm a firm believer in the beauty of Sevika's scars so to keep them in this we'll say she's a surviving burn victim.

🤎 Word count: 2.7k

🤎 You were one of the first people to apply for work when Sev first opened her shop

🤎 It was basically run by the two of you the way you became quick friends

🤎 You had come in, already dressed in a worker's jumper, the top half off and wrapped around your waist with a black cami on

🤎 If it weren't for how you were dressed, she wouldn't have even realized you were here about the job posting because she was too busy focusing on how pretty she thought you were

🤎 You started the same day

🤎 It wasn't like you two didn't notice each other, but you both put into your heads that it would be unwise for you to let your attraction go anywhere due to you guys basically running a business together

🤎 So every time you caught yourself drooling over Sev as she worked under the hood of a car, muscles rippling, grease covering her in smudges here and there....whew boy, let's just say you take a lot of....water breaks

🤎 She's no better either

🤎 The way her eyes follow your curves every time you bend over to pick something up

🤎 She stares at your lips whenever the two of you are talking, be it inside or outside of work

🤎 Speaking of which, you guys hang out- a lot

🤎 Within the first month of you working for her, she had already invited you over for dinner- as a friend

🤎 Once you guys become besties, you're over her place more than your own

🤎 You two will talk about any and everything together

🤎 At some point you call yourself trying to ignore your raging crush on your best friend and get a girlfriend

🤎 It ends in you being cheated on serially

🤎 You go to cry at Sev's the night of the breakup

🤎 This is the first time....something happens between you two

🤎 You're both drunk of your asses, you moreso than her

🤎 She's watching you intently as you curse out your ex and ramble on about all the things she wasn't meeting the bare minimum with

🤎 It's not until you've been silent for a while, lips no longer moving, that Sevika looks back up to your eyes, the two of you now dangerously close to one another

🤎 "What's wrong? I was listening I swear," she starts to defend herself

🤎 Your pupils are blown, your eyes glassy and your face flushed- whether from the alcohol, your proximity to Sevika, or a combination of both, you were too inebriated to tell

🤎 You reached up, fingers just barely grazing her jaw as you spoke

🤎 "Your face is so....you're beautiful..." you slurred, fingers ghosting over the scars that were etched into the lower left side of her face, trailing down her neck and disappearing underneath the collar of her t-shirt.

🤎 Her ears burned red hot as she just let you talk

🤎 You continued to slur on, but she chalked it all up to you being drunk until you said some words that made her heart beat faster in her chest

🤎 "'M not....s'posed to....I think....I like you...." you whispered as you leaned against her chest

🤎 Had you been a little more sober, you would've noticed the way her heart started to beat out of her chest at your words.

🤎 Actually, had you been a little more sober...you wouldn't have said that, but shhhh....

🤎 You were out like a light afterward

🤎 It wasn't until that night that Sevika started to get worse with hiding her feelings for you

🤎 She was taking you on more...friend dates

🤎 Buying you flowers because she knew you liked them and "I know you don't have anyone to get them for you right now, so..."

🤎 If you have a hobby like reading or maybe art, she's buying you new sketchbooks and supplies or she's getting you the newest editions of your favorites- all signed because hello??? she's that type of bitch fr

🤎 She gets you guys matching bracelets for your birthday after 2 years of friendship- yes, it's been that long now

🤎 Then comes Christmastime

🤎 You talked her a long time ago into doing Secret Santa with the peeps at the shop

🤎 She doesn't really see the hype, not having much experience with Christmas and it's traditions given her rocky relationship with her father, but she does it (only for you though)

🤎 This is the second annual Secret Santa for the shop

🤎 Just your luck, you don't end up getting Sevika like you wanted

🤎 That's okay though because Sevika got you

🤎 And you know she got you because of how much she's suddenly stressing the secret part of Secret Santa

🤎 Last year, she told you who she had gotten immediately, the two of you picking out your gifts for your respective people together and everything

🤎 Not this year

🤎 This year she doesn't tell anyone, not you, not anybody in the shop- and you know it, you asked around about it

🤎 She racking her brain trying to decide what to get you

🤎 Doesn't help that you're starting to render her useless

🤎 You're catching her spacing out while staring at you more often

🤎 She gets this fuzzy feeling and this misty look in her eyes whenever you're around

🤎 You kinda have an idea that she likes you back, you play into it

🤎 6 months ago, you had started returning her actions- buying her little gifts, making her lunch everyday because she'd forgotten one so many times that now she 'doesn't even have to worry about it', you plan a few friend dates yourself, you cuddle up to her more often whenever you two have your annual movie nights every week

🤎 It's all making her think maybe you know, but...last she checked you kinda liked someone

🤎 You hadn't told her who, even though you knew it was her, but in her mind she was competing with whoever this mystery crush was

🤎 She just wants you to look at her the way she looks at you

🤎 Back to Secret Santa though

🤎 The Christmas party is fast approaching and you still have no clue what the hell you're gonna do to figure out what Sevika's gotten you since you know she's your Santa this year

🤎 You've tried begging, bribing, snooping, everything at this point

🤎 She's keeping her lips locked tighter than a chastity belt at this point

🤎 The party is being hosted at Sevika's penthouse this year

🤎 You aren't allowed to help set up

🤎 You are not happy about that fact

🤎 "Relax, sweets...can't have you snooping in the gifts while we put them under the tree. You might accidentally see whatever your Santa got for you," she teased, running her finger playfully down your cheek

🤎 It was a trick. Your gift is in fact not under the tree

🤎 You decide to play her at her own game

🤎 If she wants to flirt and do all of this stuff for you, you'll do a little something for her as well

🤎 Everybody knows Sevika's got a thing for your body

🤎 You two are best friends

🤎 Best friends.

🤎 You know...those best friends that share a bed like they're a married couple

🤎 The touchy ones that make people question if they're actually secretly in a relationship

🤎 She's never shy about grabbing or smacking your ass- I mean you aren't shy about doing the same to her so it's fair

🤎 The two of you will regularly poke each other’s breasts in passing 

🤎 Whenever she’s driving you to you guys’ “friend dates”, she has to hold your thigh- will 100% make up some lie that it’s for your safety (“How does you caressing my thigh make me safer, Sev?” “You’re asking too many questions here, sweets. Do you want me to move it?” “.....no.” “Then let’s ride.”) 

🤎 So, with all of that known, you decided to show off said body for the party tonight 

🤎 You wore a form fitting dress that was advertised as a sexy Mrs. Claus dress 

🤎 The soft fabric clung to your body like it was practically painted on, the cute little fur trimmings not helping cover the fact that the hem stopped right at your mid-thigh 

🤎 The spaghetti straps and plunging neckline were hidden underneath your dramatic (faux) fur coat 

🤎 You topped it all off with a Santa hat and your matching bracelet Sev had gotten you 

🤎 Needless to say she wanted nothing more than to see what you had on under that coat when you were the last to arrive to party- a detail you made sure you kept since she refused to let you come over to help with set up for the party 

🤎 Her jaw actually dropped when you finally did take your coat off 

🤎 You teasingly closed her mouth, smirking almost knowingly at her, “You’ll catch flies, hotshot.” 

🤎 She’s flustered all night 

🤎 Not only because you seem to be genuinely flirting with her, but because she knows what she has in store for you

Sevika was a bundle of nerves every time you looked up to catch her staring at you. You were drinking a glass of champagne, talking to...someone...she didn’t know, she was too busy looking at you to figure out which of her employees you were fraternizing with at the moment. 

The time to exchange gifts couldn’t come any sooner for her. 

She had been trying to work up the courage to just tell you that she’s in love with you for weeks now, and you with your games weren’t making it any easier. 

You’d take all her gifts with such a grateful smile, throwing your arms around her neck, pressing a kiss to her cheek, but then the very next day you were talking about your mystery crush again. 

You hadn’t said anything to the effect that you didn’t like all the advances she had been making, so she knew you at least felt...something for her...but she needed you to know exactly what she felt for you. 

You looked up to catch her looking at you again, throwing her a bright smile before you excused yourself from conversation with Danny and his girlfriend who’s name you forgot the second he’d introduced her, moving across the living room to go talk to her, “Hey you.” 

Boy if you could feel the way her heart was pumping and how sweaty her hands were the second you walked up. 

It took her a few moments- which you noticed- to find her voice, but she managed to smile back at you, “Hey yourself, Ms. Social butterfly. You’ve talked to everyone already.” 

You gave a soft shrug, “I mean, it’s not that hard to talk to them, I do work with them all, save for the people who brought their partners. Besides, I haven’t talked to you yet, hence why I’m over here.” 

“Hm, true, true....How come you didn’t bring your little secret crush? Not serious enough for that yet?” 

If only you know, huh? 

You gave a half-hearted shrug, “It’s...complicated.” 

“I see. W-” before she could continue, the alarm on her watch went off, signaling that it was time to exchange gifts. 

Seeing as she was hosting this year (you had hosted last year), she was in charge of pulling every gift from under the tree and giving them to whoever’s name was on them, that person then trying to guess who bought their gift. 

You didn’t get anything. 

There’s no way you couldn’t have been chosen. And no one else had gotten their gift from Sevika. 

With everyone else focused on their gifts, she pulled you aside into the kitchen, once again fdgety and nervous, “So...” 

“So?” 

“About your gift....before I....before I give it to you...I have to say a couple of things....” 

“Yeah?” 

She looked at you for a few moments, you could see her contemplating in her mind what she wanted to say. 

She had spent hours in her mirror rehearsing this moment, yet now that it was here, she couldn’t remember a single word she had wanted to say to you. 

She blinked as your hand came up to cup her cheek, “Huh?” 

You gave a soft chuckle, stroking your thumb over her skin, “I said what’s wrong? You’ve been acting all weird with me all night. You’re nervous. Just tell me, babes, you know I’ll love whatever it is, especially if it’s from you.” 

That did not help her calm down. 

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before looking back to you again, “Okay, so...I know that we’ve been really good friends for....a while now....but lately I’ve been thinking and....I....I like you...you’re nice...and you’ve managed to make 2 years feel more like 20...so...what I’m trying to say is that I....I’m-” 

Your lips pressing to her cheek in a fleeting kiss cut her off as she stared at you baffled, sputtering. 

You giggled again when she couldn’t come up with something to say, pointing above her head, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself.” 

She looked up to find herself standing underneath a sprig of mistletoe. Her cheeks flamed red as she looked away, pulling a small box out of the pocket of her slacks, “Here.” 

You eyed her for a few seconds before opening the box, gasping softly at the necklace inside. 

You knew that necklace anywhere. 

She told you about it the first time you slept over at her place. 

She had drawn up the design years ago, saying she was going to get it made when she fell in love with a girl. 

You were not emotionally prepared for more than a n ‘i like you’ tonight. 

Neither was your makeup when you started crying. 

She looked up worriedly, “You don’t like it....” she mumbled under her breath, sounding so unbelievably hurt. 

“No, Sev....I love it.....I love you.....” 

“You do?” 

You chuckled through your tears, “Yes, you idiot. Who’d you think my secret crush was? I thought you would’ve gotten it when I said ‘she brought me flowers yesterday’, but instead you brought me an even bigger bouquet the next day as if you weren’t the only person that had gotten me flowers.” 

She rolled her eyes, “Look, I just knew that I really, really liked you, and if I had to compete with someone else to show you how I felt, so be it.” 

“You’re cute.” 

“And you look like a drowned rat, stop crying sweets and let me put the damned thing on for you.” 

You rolled your eyes, turning around anyway as she took the dainty necklace to clasp it around your neck. You punched her in the shoulder, “That’s for saying I look like a drowned rat.” 

She took the jab in stride, pulling you closer to her as she lifted your chin with her other hand, “You’re the prettiest little drowned rat I’ve ever seen...” 

You bit your lip, looking away, “You’re gay.” 

“As are you, your point?” 

“My poi-” 

“Look at me when you talk, sweets.” 

She knew what the fuck she was doing. 

Even still, you brought your eyes back to hers, your voice soft as you whispered breathily, “I love you...” 

“I love you too....” 

“So....” 

“So?” 

“What now?” 

She looked back up to the mistletoe above her head, pulling you forward so that it was over you now, “I show you how to actually kiss under the mistletoe.” 

Kissing Sevika was instantly your new favorite thing. 

She tastes like bourbon and cigar smoke with a hint of cinnamon. 

Her hands went straight to your hips, pulling you flush against her, her lips were surprisingly really soft- you had yourself to thank for that for helping her “discover” lip balm- sucking you in and drawing all the air from your lungs. 

You had a giddy almost drunken smile as she smirked down at you, “I think that may be my new favorite tradition.” 

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[nyctophiliq]

merry xmas moss!! do you have any arcane milf holiday season hcs? 🎄

content warnings; fem reader. sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, fluffy fluff, holiday celebration ( oh definitely !!! merry christmas and happy holidays, here's some drabbles how it would be like with them arcane milfs :D these are short and little late but hope you like them anyway ! )

⠀⠀( dialing . . . ) — happy holidays w/ ambessa, cassandra, sevika, renata, and grayson

— 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐍

holidays for cassandra were a stressful time, even with all the maids around the house she was making sure everything was nothing less than perfect. the most enormous christmas tree, the classic christmas songs, and the prettiest pastries for after dinner. she is a sight to see in her most adorable apron, running back and forth from one end to another in the kitchen.

it's a packed house at the kiramman residency every year, with extended family filling the giant mansion with some council members who otherwise wouldn't be making such a hassle out of it. it's nerve-racking for cassandra but seeing you chat away with her nosy family, watching as you bob your head to the song in the background just makes her remember how worth it this is.

if she could she would be standing next to you all night, hooking her arm with yours while drinking egg nog, but guests are to be taken care of.

she wishes she could be walking around in the cold snow, tucked away in a thick jacket with you, sharing memories since that is her favorite part about the holidays.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; the santa clause

— 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀

christmas in noxus was not as big as anywhere else in runeterra, so she isn't so much interested in it. first, that is, soon when you are putting the lights on and seeing how excited you seem to be it grows on her, so much so that it becomes her favorite thing.

lifting you up to place the top ornament has to be the best part about it, teasing you how much of a shorty you were compared to her and needing help.

aside from the amazing food that you told the cooks to make, what you whipped up for her to drink next to the fire was hot cocoa. she never tasted something like this made out of chocolate! and those little sweet pillows on top you toasted somehow, delicious!

no severed body parts on or under the tree ambessa, it's not that kind of joyous time.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; home alone

— 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐂

the chem-baroness hasn't celebrated the holidays for what seemed like her whole life ever since she started the glasc industries. she hardly has any traditions aside from listening to the seasonal songs on vinyl with a glass of her finest drink from the top shelf.

renata finds it adorable how you insist on a tree, how you explain that food has to do a lot with the holiday and that the presents are essential but not that important.

she is absolutely against for you to lay in the snow to make a snow angel, no way josé. for starters, you could get sick, not to mention that you never know what is under it, for all you could know there might be some dirt or worse there that somebody disposed of.

she takes you out for christmas dinner and to see some christmas stage performances in piltover. favorite part of the day and the holiday, sitting with you in the darkness in the theater box with a glass of champagne or whatever you wanted to drink. holding hands, making little comments about the performance and the music.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; the nutcracker (ballet version)

— 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀

the holidays for sevika were spent at either the brothel or the last drop, given that she really didn't have anyone special to spend the celebration with- she picked someone up. but when you popped into the picture her whole ritual was re-forged and sevika was to the moon and back about the holidays coming around, so much so she was the one buying matching ugly christmas sweaters for the both of you.

sevika is that cheeky person who would be dancing around you, even trying to get you to join her while singing christmas songs from the top of her lungs.

her favorite is the baking part, not because she makes the best cookies or pastries but because of how fun it can be. throwing flour at each other, dropping eggs, and just the all-around chaos. non of you can bake but making gingerbread cookies can't be that hard, right? it's a mess but they turn out okay, they might look ugly because the frosting is melting but the two of you made it!

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; how the grinch stole christmas

— 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍

christmas gets busy for the sheriff of piltover, all these people having last-minute shopping trips and kicking each other in the ankles, and ending up in front of the steam train.

she might not have been looking forward to the holidays but ever since you and she decided to spend them together, it's essential for her to get off work in time for dinner with you. last time she couldn't get you a proper present or at least in her opinion, not the 'perfect' gift so she is going all out this year.

grayson loves decorating the house, sneaking a mistletoe somewhere hardly be noticed so she can plant you into a sneak attack kiss.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; elf

[novacqnes]

Can you please white a sevika x reader story but it’s the readers birthday or it’s Christmas I really want a story like that. Also I love you work so much you are an amazing writer.

all i want // sevika

warning: a whole lot of fluff

pairing: sevika x fem reader

a/n: thank you🫶🏾! and strange coincidence but the day this ask was sent it was actually my birthday. however i’m in a christmasty mood so let’s go with that instead.

sultry sounds of eartha kitt’s ‘santa baby’ echoed throughout the hallways of your house, yanking sevika from her slumber. the harsh cold was the first thing to salute her, dozens of wintry chills ran through her body as she rose from the mattress, quickly yearning for the bed’s warmth. 

she peered through the window admiring the sight, houses up and down the block were completely covered with snow, creating a thick white blanket over all of zaun. 

aside from the music, light hums of holiday tunes traveled throughout the walls ushering sevika to follow it. in the same direction the sweet aroma of brown sugar and chocolate chip filled her nostrils causing a deep growl to emit from her stomach. 

when she finally reached the living room she was greeted by beaming red and green lights, obnoxiously bright decorations and trays of cookies. you hadn’t noticed her presence until a strong set of arms wrapped around your waist. 

“good morning,” you chirped, popping another set of cookies into the oven.

“morning.…what’s this for?”

you wrapped your arms around her neck pulling her in closer, grinning, “you.”

layers upon layers of holiday mementos filled your home, leaving sevika stunned. she was aware of your adornment of the holiday season but this was her first time visually seeing it, and she loved it. 

sevika had never experienced holidays the way most people did, or more specifically you. she didn’t bother with decorations, let alone a tree. and when she got lonely she’d swing by brothels which for the most part kept her satisfied. inevitably the season passed by, with each day bleeding into the next. 

that was her normal until meeting you. and with the speed of changing days suddenly the holidays actually meant something. as annoying as she found it, she looked forward to the snow like a child on christmas day, or buying useless holiday decorations that neither of you needed. none of it really mattered because she got to spend it with you. 

“i know i went a little overboard, i just wanted to make our first christmas together memorable.”

she stared at you for a moment, almost leading you to believe that you’d done something wrong, however it couldn’t have been farther from the truth.

sevika never had a problem with being alone, she just didn’t realize how good it felt to be with someone. and not just in a sexual way but being able to experience the most intimate and vulnerable moments of year with a partner. for the first time in her life could partake in trivial holiday activities that she usually found pointless but with you she secretly enjoyed them. 

you ran your thumb across the faint bruise on her cheek, watching her eyes flicker between yours. countless words crossed her mind but none of them formed a sentence. noticing her struggle you took hold of her hands pulling her towards the extravagant tree. 

“you don’t have to say anything, just open.”

you pulled out a small, neatly wrapped box pushing it towards her. hesitantly tearing off the paper sevika ripped open the box to find several of what seemed to be arm covers of all different colors.

“i know you said i didn’t have to get you anything but you’re always complaining about the snow messing with your arm.”

“so you bought me protective arm sleeves….?”

“exactly!” you exclaimed, “i managed to track down the best tailor in zaun to have it altered for you, so what do you think?”

a small smirk plastered itself on sevika’s lips as she looked at you, nearly bursting at the seams with excitement. you could hardly contain it, just barely managing to stay in your seat. 

sevika couldn’t remember the last time any one had gifted her anything, nor ever recalling them being so elated about it. 

on a few occasions she’d told you about the vexing issues that her mechanical arm brought before bed or in passing, but she hadn’t realized that you’d taken notice. going as far as to scour through the depths of the undercity just to find a proper tailor.

she pulled you into her lap pressing a soft kiss into your temple as the smell of freshly baked cookies lingered. 

“i love it,” she chuckled, “i’ll wear one right now.” 

she pulled one black sleeve from the packaging, slipping it around the metal rims of her arm.

“you don’t have to, you’re supposed to wear it outside.” 

she shifted underneath you, reaching for her boots. you slid from her lap watching as she strode across the room towards her coat. she then tossed you yours, holding her hand out towards you.

“we are going outside.”

“why?” you asked, your brow furrowed as you placed your hand in her palm. you awaited her response but there was none, gently she tugged you in the direction of the door and without a word you agreed.

the cold was brutal to say the least, you cling to the warmth of your coat, staying close to sevika in order to latch onto hers as well. silently the two of you trudged through the wintry snow admiring how each snowflake fell, adding onto the mounds of white coating the streets. 

when you looked up at your girlfriend her expression was neutral, almost unreadable. if it was for the tight grip of her hand on yours you would’ve thought she was absent entirely.

feeling your hard gaze on the side of her face she finally spoke, “thank you.”

“for the arm sleeves?”

“for everything you’ve done for me today.”

you blurted, “of course—“

“no, y/n, i’m used to spending christmas alone or doing whatever job silco has for me…it’s been a really long time since i’ve looked forward to it but being with you has finally given me a reason to.

“sev….” you cooed, your heart swooning at her words.

her gray eyes connected with yours as she took a deep breath. you knew this time could be hard for sevika, thus you never pushed for an explanation. allowing her the time and space she needed. she knew she didn’t have to tell you but the fact that she did bonded you guys even closer.

“anyways,” she cleared her throat, “i promise i didn’t bring you out here to give you frostbite, i thought the scenery would add to your gift.”

she reached into her jacket pocket pulling out a large clear globe. she gently placed it in your hands, inside was a cozy small house that nearly replicated yours. to the left of it was a dark green christmas tree covered in red and green bells. surrounding all of them were small piles of snowflakes.

you looked up at her in awe, “where’d you get this?”

“a few years ago when silco was clearing out the last drop i found this. never made much use of it but i figured you would—“

without a second thought you wrapped your arms around her broad shoulders pulling her into a tight embrace. she buried her face into your neck hugging you with even more force. 

pulling away, you shook the snow globe watching the glitter and snow scatter, layering on top of both the house and tree. admiring sevika’s gift the two of you continued walking. although your focus remained on the globe the feeling of sevika's eyes lingering on you. 

“it’s beautiful,” she purred, but you knew she wasn’t referring to the present.

your heart began to speed up, and the heat behind your cheeks intensified as you held it in your palms. sevika wasn’t that experienced at gift giving but your reaction was the best present she could’ve received, warming her heart for several holidays to come. 

together you walked back home, divulging your girlfriend in the rest of the activities you had planned for the day. each one unknowingly making up for all lost time and memories that sevika so deeply desired to create with you.

[roxnpens]

Christmas one shot for @mudd-art

TW: [Sevika & Silco], [fluff-ish], [business relationship (sort of)], [medical issues], [pain resulting from a medical issue], [medical devices]

[This is my little present for my friend Mudd for the Secret Santa 2023]

Synopsis:

Sevika returns to the Last Drop, enters Silcos office to encounter a rare scenery…

Silent Visitor

Sevika left the Drop just as she arrived, no one daring to get in her way. Better for them to think she got chewed out; The Eye of Zaun never sleeps, and she won't Sevika stomps back to the Last Drop. A fitting name since the previous job nearly cost Servika her last NERVE. Finn - not only does he stand in between Silco and his plans, but also between her and the end of her shift, between her and her last fucking cigarette!!

Almost enraged, she stomped back to Last Drop, smoking the last cigarette in her pack. Her mood is as muddy as the Undercity roads.

She could hear Silco’s temper tantrum about the shipment and Finn's involvement already.

“How could this happen?” “How could this cretin have his fingers in this operation?” “Why weren’t you on top of this BEFORE IT HAPPENED??”

White smoke left her lips. It’s of no use… she would have to take the beating and move on… but it still stings in her back.

She enters the Last Drop, shortly nods to some employees, and stomps her way up to Silco’s office. She knocks shortly and enters without waiting for an answer. The room was rather dark and instinctively her eyes searched for the little orange glow of Silcos damaged eye.

Her gaze wandered from the door to his private bedroom to her right, over the glass window behind his desk, until they reached the couch to her left.

At first, she didn’t see him in the darkness of his office, but then she saw the small orange light to her left. There he was, slumped on his couch - whiskey glass in his hand. His cravat was lying to his right side, vest wide open, with the top of his shirt unbuttoned.

But another thing caught Servika’s attention: the contraption that was next to the cravat… the syringe-like injector for his shimmer injection.

Usually, Jinx helps Silco with his injection, but judging by how this whole scene looks, Silco had to do it alone. It was obvious to her by the way everything was distributed on the couch.

It's an often enough situation for her to recognize the signs of his struggle. From the half-empty liquor bottle to his crumpled nap on the couch. Always so put together, she hardly recognized the man sleeping on the couch. His vest was undone, cravat discarded; even the top of his shirt lay open.

Sevika had known Silco for a while now. He never said it to her, but she knew the injection has gotten harder and harder for him since the river toxins slowly but steadily destroy his nerves, and without the injection, he couldn’t even hold a pen without shaking like a leaf.

Contrary to popular belief Sevika pities him. Sure she lost an arm but her post-injury struggles aren’t getting worse, Silco now lived for years with them. Hard to imagine how this guy keeps going despite it all.

With a silent sigh, Sevika picks up his injector and the glass from his hand and puts both items on his desk. Then she pulls a blanket from a small storage container in the corner of the room and pulls it over Silco’s body. With a not very graceful maneuver she managed to lay one of the cushions behind Silco's neck and lay him back against the couch.

The last part is a necessity, not a kindness.

The better the man sleeps, the less of a pain in the ass he is to her and everyone around him."

Soon after he starts to snore - finally slipping into his deep sleep.

Sevika stayed for a little while to make sure everything was ok before exiting the room. Tomorrow morning she will pay Jinx an unpleasant visit…

Leaving Silco with the injection task... unbelievable.

Sevika left the Drop just as she arrived, no one daring to get in her way. Better for them to think she got chewed out; The Eye of Zaun never sleeps, and she won't say any different.… and it was better like that.

[abitohoney]

All I Want for Christmas Is You

Chapter 3 of 6 - Hand Me the Nutmeg AO3 link

CH1 || CH2 || CH3 || CH4 || CH5 || CH6

Sevika x female reader

Rating: Explicit, MDNI, 18+, NSFW

Tags: Sevika/Reader, AU - Modern Setting, Established Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Lesbian Sex, Cunnilingus, Teasing, Humor, Vaginal Fingering, Orgasm Delay (nothing extreme), Begging, Strap-Ons, Face-Sitting, Corny & Cheesy Dialogue, kinda sappy

Word Count: 5.7k

Fic Summary: It’s your first year spending the holidays with Sevika, and though the two of you couldn’t be any different in your level of holiday spirit or view of the traditions that come with it, your shared adoration (and sexual attraction) for each other is more than enough to get both of you through it together.

A collection of little holiday-inspired scenes, technically chronological, but really could be read in any order or as stand-alone oneshots. Includes a nice blend of sugar (fluff) and spice (smut).

Chapter Summary: Dragging Sevika to her boss's holiday party starts just as you expected. She's grumpy, uninterested, and simply all around no fun. Thankfully you find the perfect activity to turn that frown upside down. (Cum and get yer smut!)

AN: Another fic already complete on AO3 that I'm bringing to Tumblr. Guess it's Xmas in April. 🤷‍♀️

“We’re gonna be late!” you call out from the bathroom after you finish applying some bright red lipstick. When Sevika doesn’t reply, you poke your head out of the door into your bedroom.

Sevika stands in front of a mirror over a small dresser, struggling to adjust the holiday sweater you bought her. “This is so fucking stupid,” she grumbles when you step up behind her. Her stormy gray eyes are focused on the hem of the sweater as she attempts- and fails- to tug it down over the top of her pants. Too busy with that battle, she doesn’t notice the reflection of your smile, but she does notice your poorly stifled giggles. “Why is this so damn short?” she gripes.

“So I can see those gorgeous abs of yours, duh,” you reply as you graze over the skin of said abs with the tips of your fingers. Her stomach quakes, muscles flexing beneath your touch. It’s the only place she’s ticklish, and though she’d never let you really go at it, you still manage to sneak in the occasional light tease. “Besides, it's really no shorter than your typical top,” you point out and take your hands away before she can grab them.

“My typical top is not an ugly ass sweater.” Her narrowed eyes rise to your face reflected in the mirror as you move to stand beside her. The moment she catches your genuine smile, she releases an exaggerated sigh and her scowl fades into something softer. Though she may never say it in such words, she truly adores your smile.

“We look cute together,” you say, taking in the sight of your matching ugly sweaters. Hers is a garish bright green with a black outline of the Grinch and- appropriately- the words ‘The Grinch’. It fits snug, hugging her soft curves and hard muscles, making an otherwise ugly sweater look rather tempting. You had removed the sleeve of the left arm to allow her to slip it over her mech arm without risk of snagging. Your sweater is a bright red with a white outline of a Santa hat and the words ‘Mrs. Claus, but sleeping with the Grinch’. It's equally snug, but reaches the waist of your knee length, white, pleated skirt.

“ You look… cute ," she replies, left eye twitching as she forces out that last word. "Don’t use that term in reference to me.”

“Oh! Almost forgot. I have something else that will make us even cuter!” you exclaim, ignoring her demand entirely. Opening one of the dresser drawers, you pull out a Santa hat, reindeer antlers and a little red Rudolph nose. You put the Santa hat on your head, then turn your attention to Sevika as you grab the antlers.

“Babe, no,” Sevika sighs as you reach up to slip the antlers on her head, but she makes no motion to stop you.

Checking her appearance in the reflection, you can barely contain the utter glee the sight induces. “Oh. My. God. Sevika, you are adorable!” you squeal. Even as she scowls at you in the mirror, it doesn’t take away from just how cute she looks. If anything, it enhances it. She’s your big, cute, Grinch. “Here! Put the nose on!” You insist and hold it out for her. When all she does is narrow her eyes at your reflection, you push out your bottom lip and give her your sweetest doe eyes. “Please. Everyone else is going to be dressed up!”

"I agreed to wear this dumb sweater. Even let you put these ridiculous ears-"

"Antlers," you correct her with a smile.

"Whatever. Don't act like I'm not dressing up for you," she grumbles.

She really has allowed you to push her boundaries. More and more over time, really. She clearly is trying hard to please you, and you realize you need to be more appreciative of all the adjustments she's made just for you.

"Okay. You're right," you relent with a deflated sigh. "Thank you," you add with a soft smile. Stretching up on your tiptoes, you press a chaste kiss to her cheek, leaving a bright red imprint against her rich, brown skin. That earns you a sweet, crooked grin from her as she turns to face you.

Sevika slips her hands under the back of your sweater, pulling you against her warm, hard body as she bends down to press her plush lips to yours.

You slide your hands up between your bodies, palms smoothing over muscled abs and curved breasts until they rest against her shoulders. Clinging to her, you return the kiss in earnest.

She tilts her head to deepen the kiss, her tongue tracing along your lips. When you eagerly part them, she wastes no time delving in.

Your mouth fills with a heady burst of flavor- fine cigars and whiskey. It's something that even after all the time you've spent with her, will always leave you with a heady sensation. A mix of feeling high as a kite, warm to the core, and undeniably aroused.

Realizing the two of you are going to be late to Silco's party- not to mention how badly you need the oxygen she's unknowingly denied you- you finally pull away. Both of you gaze at one another through hooded eyes, longing to keep taking that kiss wherever it was headed.

"We need to go," you whisper breathlessly. "We're gonna be late."

She stares down at you- your lipstick smeared lips- for a moment longer before finally relenting. "Alright. Gotta clean the mess you made first."

"Hey, you made a mess too, you know," you reply with a playful smile. When she raises an inquisitive brow, you in turn raise yours. Certainly she can catch onto your little innuendo without you needing to explain. And that she does.

Her now red stained lips curl into a knowing smirk. "If you weren't so insistent on being there on time , I'd offer to clean that up for you," she purrs while slipping her flesh hand beneath your skirt to tease over your noticeably damp underwear.

You try to step back, away from her wandering fingers, but the metal hand at your back holds you firmly in place. "Please don't tempt me," you whine.

Again, she chews over your request, but ceases her teasing while she does. Taking in the sight of your pleading eyes, she relents once more. She wipes her damp finger along the waistband of your underwear and steps away, all while keeping that damn sexy smirk in place.

The two of you enter the bathroom. You clean away your smudged lipstick and reapply a fresh coat, while she removes the marks you left on her cheek and mouth.

By the time you and Sevika arrive outside Silco's apartment, you can barely contain your excitement. The box of cookies the two of you had baked and decorated bounces in your hands as you rock back and forth on your heels. You've met a couple of Sevika's coworkers, but never her boss.

Sevika gives you the side eye before pressing the buzzer.

The door opens, revealing a fairly tall- though not as tall as Sevika- and lanky man. Silco. You'd heard his eyes were something to behold, and boy was that the truth. His left eye, set within a wave of scars, is a fiery iris set within a black abyss. His right eye- still healthy and untouched by the scarring, is a pleasant teal color, but it's just as unnerving in its cool, calculating demeanor.

"Ah, Sevika. How nice of you…" his drawl trails off for a moment when he takes notice of her reindeer antlers. "... How nice of you to join us." He sounds terribly unamused and you're not sure if that's just part of his personality or if he has some issue with Sevika. His good eye drops to your face. "And I see you've brought a… friend ."

Not so sure you like the way he called you her ‘friend’, you ignore the warning jabs of Sevika's metal fingers against your back. "Girlfriend, actually," you tell him matter-of-factly.

His unscarred brow raises and you can hear Sevika's frustrated sigh beside you. "I see," he replies without an ounce of care in his tone. "Please, come in." He steps back and off to the side to allow you both to enter.

Sevika strides in while you follow close behind her. You flash Silco a friendly smile as you hand him the box of cookies. "Cookies. For the potluck," you explain, still smiling.

His otherwise straight lined lips twitch, which you assume is his attempt to return the friendly gesture.

No wonder Sevika is his right hand. Just a couple of crabby, emotionally constipated-

Your thoughts are interrupted as Sevika bends down to hiss against your ear. "I thought you said everyone would be dressed up!"

Scanning the room, you observe the two of you are- in fact- the only ones wearing silly festive attire. Everyone else is dressed in nice, fancy holiday clothing. Shrugging your shoulders, you whisper out of the side of your mouth, "But we're the cutest ones here."

"You owe me for this," she threatens.

"Yes, yes. You can punish me later," you reply. Before she can get another word in, you catch sight of Ran and Dustin- the only two guests you know- and immediately gravitate towards them.

"Hi Ran," you say cheerfully when you come to stand beside them at one of the tables lined with food and drinks.

Ran, midst listening to Dustin ramble about Janna knows what, turns to you. Ignoring him entirely, their dark lips slip into a sly smile. “Hey, pretty girl,” they greet you, voice low and smooth.

From your periphery you see Sevika step up beside you, just in time to hear Ran’s subtle flirting, but she says nothing. You’ve noticed that over your time being Sevika’s girl, that her protectiveness over you seemed to allow Ran as the only exception. The two of them would usually cast subtle, knowing glances at one another. A silent agreement, perhaps. It was as if they had some sort of history. Something beyond just coworkers or friends.

You smile coyly at Ran and your cheeks blush at the compliment. Ran is undeniably attractive. Dark, quiet, mysterious and alluring. Not that you’d ever act on that attraction. At least not without Sevika’s permission.

Ran nods in greeting to Sevika, who in turn does the same. Then Ran’s dark eyes roam over Sevika’s sweater and up to her antlers, their smile growing in unabashed amusement. They turn back to you, taking note of the matching sweater.

“Don’t. Say. Anything.” Sevika bites out, tone low and threatening.

Still admiring your outfit, Ran leans towards you to whisper, “Cute.”

Sevika scoffs, clearly having heard the comment, and turns to observe the room in an effort to ignore you two.

“Thanks!” you reply, all smiles and proud of yourself.

Silco strolls up at your other side to place your box of cookies down on the table before turning to answer the door when the buzzer sounds again.

Dustin, who seems to have preoccupied himself with something in his nose- gross- immediately reaches for one of the cookies. Apparently Sevika’s sanitary standards are higher than her coworkers’. And wouldn’t you know it, the first thing Dustin does is drag his nasty ass tongue over the entire length of the gingerbread man in his hand, but not without first locking eyes with you. He smiles, sickly- perversely- and it makes you grimace and turn away to face Sevika. Apparently her eating etiquette is also better than her coworkers’.

“I’m thirsty,” you tell her, “Let’s get something to drink.” She says nothing, but follows you as you turn to make your way down to the other end of the table. You flash Ran one last smile over your shoulder and they return it with their own playful smirk and wave of their metal fingers.

“What the hell is this?” Sevika asks, her face scrunching in disgust as you start to ladle out two servings of eggnog.

You hand her a cup and grin as she sniffs it suspiciously. “It’s called eggnog. It’s a typical Holiday drink. You’ve seriously never had any?” Taking a sip, you watch as she takes her own, very cautious, sip. The grimace she makes as she immediately pulls it away from her mouth has you giggling out loud.

“This is disgusting,” she grunts and sets the cup on the table.

“It’s an acquired taste,” you explain.

Sevika says nothing, instead reaching into the pouch at her side to remove a fairly large flask.

“What are you doing?” you ask, though it’s pretty obvious she’s spiking her own drink.

“There’s no way I’m making it through tonight without this,” she grumbles as she pours a rather hefty amount into her cup. “Want some?” she asks.

Honestly, you could use a drink yourself seeing as you’ll likely be subject to rather unsanitary acts most of the night. “Sure,” you reply and hold your cup out. You notice she only gives you about half as much as she poured herself. And it’s a good thing too, because as you take a drink, you nearly sputter at how strong it is. “Damn, what is this?”

“Rum. Top shelf,” she replies, lips curling up into a smirk at your inability to handle anything remotely strong. She takes a considerable gulp, her shoulders slumping almost immediately. Perhaps there’s still hope for her to enjoy herself tonight.

You spend most of the night hanging around Sevika in companionable silence. You had made several attempts to chat with Ran- or rather at Ran- as they mostly just listened. Unfortunately, Dustin was entirely too weird and gross for your liking, so those conversations were quite brief.

Sevika made zero attempt to talk with anyone besides an occasional short, private conversation with Silco. Probably talking shop. She did, however, let you go on an occasional rant to her about something. She would just watch you with that tiny smirk on her face, apparently amused by how passionate you got about some subjects. Unbeknownst to you, those rants became more and more nonsensical and long winded the more spiked eggnog you drank. Of course she remained cool, calm and unaffected despite drinking far more than you, at least if strictly referencing alcohol content. You had certainly drunk more than your fair share of eggnog.

“I need to use the restroom,” you whisper to Sevika when that feeling hits you without warning.

She merely grunts from where she leans against the wall, but her eyes remain protectively on you as you walk away.

After finishing your business and checking on your appearance, you step out of the bathroom a bit disoriented. Yeah, you definitely had a bit too much to drink. You glance through the crowd of people for Sevika. Considering how damn massive she is, it really shouldn’t be that hard to find her, but she’s not where you last left her. Sighing, you make your way through the mass of people as discreetly as you can until you see Sevika leaning against a wall in a dark corner of the room- basically as far away from people as possible.

As you step up to her, she’s just finishing a glass of eggnog, your glass you note by how she is holding an empty glass in her other hand.

“Thankss for holding my drink,” you state sarcastically, not realizing the slight slur your voice has taken on.

“Fucking need more than this to make it through this shit fest,” she grumbles, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. Her eyes flit to your flush face and silly, lopsided smile. “Looks like you’ve had enough anyway, sweetheart.”

Taking both empty glasses from her, you set them on a small table along the wall. Glancing up at her grumpy expression, you can’t help but smile at how adorable she looks with her face all scrunched up and pouty. Like a huge, gorgeous, petulant child… with an undersized sweater and reindeer antlers.

“It’s not that bad. I mean nobody is really bothering us and there’s plenty of alcohol,” you point out, this time concentrating on your speech and keeping that slur at bay. Or at least you think.

Her narrowed eyes flit to your face before dropping to her sweater.

“It is that bad. This hideous fucking sweater is hot and itchy as hell,” she gripes, scratching at her neck with her metal fingers. Your eyes travel over how snug the wool sweater fits to her sculpted body. Even with such a gaudy, ugly sweater that is clearly at least two sizes too small for her, she looks hot as hell. Her bulging bicep stretches the fabric so tight you can see traces of her beautiful dark skin poking through. And it’s no coincidence that it’s as short as it is, revealing that tantalizing strip of skin. You bought that sweater knowing damn well how it would look on her, and you regret nothing.

“You’re so cute in it though!!” you coo, giving her bicep a playful little poke. Something catches your eye just above her head and you tilt your head back to glance up.

“I told you; do NOT call me cu-”

“Sevika! Look!” you exclaim, cutting her off when you realize there are several sprigs of mistletoe just above your heads. “Mistletoe!”

Sevika glances up to the ceiling, grimacing at the plant before dropping her attention back to your beaming face. “So what?”

Brows furrowed in confusion, you can’t possibly believe she doesn’t know the significance. “Do you not know what that means?” you ask incredulously. Taking her less than amused expression as a no, you explain, “You have to kiss me. It’s bad luck to be caught under the mistletoe and refuse a kiss.” You smile up at her coyly, taking a step closer while she simply raises a brow.

“That’s complete bullshit.”

“Oh c’mon Sev,” you reply playfully, not about to let her get out of this. Slipping the palms of your hands up over her chest and shoulders, you stand up on your toes to bring your face closer to hers. “You’re not going to deny me a kiss are you?” Her eyes drop to your red painted lips as you slowly drag your tongue across them. Watching her scowl devolve into an amused little smirk, you step even closer, pressing one of your legs between her thighs and intentionally rubbing against her. That does the trick.

Sevika’s hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer as she dips her head, cocking it to the side and capturing your lips with her own. The kiss starts innocently enough. It’s soft, gentle, sweet, simply pressing her lips to yours. However, as you grind against her, that quickly changes. She releases a low, rumbly sound akin to that of a growl. She catches your bottom lip between her teeth and tugs. When your mouth falls open to release a soft groan, she immediately takes the opportunity to release your lip and slip her tongue inside. Her teeth clack against yours with how fervently she kisses you.

Your hands slip into the hair at the nape of her neck, tugging hard as you try to match her fervor. The growl she releases against your mouth becomes a moan when you press your thigh against just the right spot between her legs.

She breaks the kiss and both of you are left panting. “Bathroom,” she grunts, digging her nails into your waist to drive home just how serious she is.

“Pantry,” you reply through heavy breaths.

Sevika arches a brow as your hands slide down to her pants. Hooking your fingers through the belt loops, you tug her along as you step backwards.

“Nobody will go in there,” you explain as you back into the small door adjacent to the kitchen. Her lips curl into a smirk, one hand leaving your waist to turn the door handle so the two of you can slip inside. She flips on the light switch. A dingy, low yellow light floods the rather small pantry. She kicks the door shut behind her before returning her hand to your waist. 

The roles suddenly reverse and you’re no longer pulling her along. Instead, she’s quickly pushing you backwards as she captures your mouth again in another heated kiss.

Your backside slams into a series of shelves along the back wall, knocking over several cans that subsequently roll off and crash to the floor. Neither of you are bothered by it. You’re both too preoccupied with trying to shove your tongues down each other’s throats.

Her hands run wildly over your body, trying to touch every inch of skin she can reach. One hand slips up behind your head to grab a fistful of hair, tugging your head back to expose your neck. She runs her mouth along your jaw, sucking, biting and marking your skin all the way down and over your neck.

Uncaring that someone could- at any moment- walk by and easily hear, you release a loud moan when she presses her thigh between yours. Your hands slip into her hair and pull her head closer as she ravishes your skin.

Her other hand snakes under the front of your sweater to grab a handful of one of your breasts. She pinches and rolls your nipple through the thin fabric of your bra, pulling a gasp from your open mouth.

You’re feeling delightfully high with arousal, and the alcohol thrumming through your bloodstream is only serving to heighten it. Unfortunately it also seems to be raising the temperature in the room, as you both start to squirm in your wool sweaters.

“This fucking sweater,” Sevika curses under her breath and pulls away from you to rip said sweater off before discarding it somewhere over her shoulder. Her antlers are knocked off in the process, but neither of you take notice. “Get this off,” she grunts and grabs at the hem of your sweater. She hardly gives you a moment to push off the shelves before she’s practically tearing it off your body and tossing it to the side. Your Santa hat suffers the same fate as her antlers.

With both of you free of the uncomfortable clothing, neither of you waste any time getting your hands back on each other. You slide your hands up her toned abs, reveling in how they tighten beneath your touch. Traveling higher, you take each of her warm, heavy breasts into your hands and squeeze.

She doesn’t give you long to play with them though, as she quickly pulls one of the cups of your bra down and grabs your breast. Bending down, she wraps her lips around the supple flesh and sucks, leaving a trail of love bites. Her metal hand wraps around the other breast to knead it between her fingers.

You can feel her teeth graze down the curve of your breast before clamping down on the hardened peak. “Sevika!” you squeal and your hands grasp at her hair again. The deep, throaty chuckle she releases against your skin sends shivers down your spine. You pull her face closer as her wet tongue circles your areola before flicking your nipple, withdrawing another startled sound from your throat.

When she finally moves her mouth from your breast in favor of nibbling on one of your earlobes, you’re too distracted to notice the hand slipping beneath your skirt.

“I’m going to fuck you real good, babygirl. Think you can be quiet for me?” she rasps against your ear.

Your skin prickles with goosebumps and your body shudders. “I- oh- shit,” you moan out when you feel the fingers of her flesh hand drift up along the insides of your thighs.

“That’s not an answer,” she teases, her fingers stopping just below the apex of your thighs.

“Sev- please,” you whine, desperate for her touch. Even with your sweater discarded, the room feels unbearably hot and it’s only getting worse the more excited she gets you. “I- I’ll try. Just- please touch me,” you beg.

“That’s my good girl.”

If that praise wasn’t enough to makes your knees weak, her fingers sliding against your clothed heart sure as fuck was. The moan that slips past your parted lips is muffled when her mouth captures yours once again.

Sevika wastes no time slipping her hand beneath the waistband of your underwear. She drags her middle finger between your wet folds, just barely pressing inside. Both of you groan in unison. You from the pleasure of finally feeling her where you need her, and she from the feeling of how wet you are for her. Slowly, almost tauntingly so, she slips her finger inside. She breaks the kiss, allowing you to release a shaky moan. Her finger bottoms out, buried to the last knuckle, and your legs ache with pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Sevika,” you groan when you feel her slowly pull back out, only to add a second digit. You peer up at her through half-hooded eyes and Janna, she is a sight to behold. Pupils wide and filled with lust- with hunger. Both fingers- so thick and long- sink deep inside you, and it’s downright heavenly how perfectly they fit. And it would seem she’s thinking the same thing…

“Fuck, baby-” she groans, “I’ll never get used to how good your pussy feels wrapped around my fingers. So warm. Wet. Tight .”

God, can she possibly be any sexier?

“How do you want me to fuck you?” she purrs. “Fast and hard, or soft and slow?” Before your lust-clouded brain can even process the question, she’s curling her fingers and dragging them back out at a slow pace that is both agonizing and satisfying at the same time. As if that wasn’t enough to drive you mad with want, she runs the tip of her tongue over your upper lip at the same speed.

Your eyes flutter shut and you attempt to chase after her tongue- to steal a kiss. But, not only does she pull away, she releases a deep, mocking chuckle when you whine her name in protest. You open your glazed over eyes and peer up at her… insidious smile.

Apparently yes- yes she can be sexier.

Feeling completely overwhelmed with desire, you’re certain you couldn’t handle soft and slow. You watch her raise a brow, evil little smirk never faltering. “Fast- and hard. Please,” you breathe.

That must satiate her ego. She immediately reaches prosthetic hand down to grasp one of your thighs, lifting it up and out of the way as her human fingers plunge knuckle deep.

The motion knocks the air from your lungs, leaving your resulting moan as nothing more than an airy gasp- near silent. Your hands scramble to find purchase on something, anything, as she starts thrusting wildly inside your cunt. One hand wraps tightly around her bicep, the other clutches the metal plate that covers the shoulder joint of her prosthetic.

Both of you quickly find yourself breathing raggedly. She grunts and huffs with each powerful thrust of her fingers, and you can feel the flex of her bicep beneath your hand. Despite your effort to bite back your own sounds, the moment she uses the palm of her hand to rub against your clit, all hope of remaining quiet is lost. A mixture of broken moans, whimpers and her name seep from between your parted lips.

Feeling that familiar ache starting to form, you cling desperately to Sevika’s bicep, nails digging into her skin and threatening to break through. “Sevika,” you whimper, “I’m so close.” You’re not even sure she hears you over the sound of the shelves and their contents rattling behind you as her fingers rock your body with each pleasurable drive of her fingers.

Then, suddenly- and without warning- she pulls her palm away from your throbbing clit. Your eyes shoot up to hers, wild and desperate. “Sevika! Please don’t stop!” you cry out. Barely able to stand on the one leg you have planted on the floor, you use what little strength remains to attempt to grind into her hand. The deep, threatening growl that leaves her throat has you frozen though. She’s smiling down at you, with a sick, teasing grin.

“I’m not sure you deserve to cum, babygirl. Not after you put me in that stupid ass sweater and antlers. Lied and told me everyone else would be dressed that way,” she grunts.

Her fingers continue to thrust inside you, but it’s not enough. You need that friction.

“Sevika, please!” you beg her again. You can feel the familiar prickly sensation at the corners of your eyes when they start to water. You want- need - your release so bad. “I- I’m sorry,” you whimper, voice breaking as you struggle not to sob.

The moment Sevika catches that break in your voice- the single tear that slips down your cheek- her demeanor changes instantly. That evil smirk of hers devolves into worry. She brings her head beside yours and her mouth to your ear as she shushes you. “Shh. Babygirl, it’s okay. I’ll give you what you need.” She pulls her head back again to gaze softly down at your face. Using her knee to keep your leg propped up and out of the way, she removes her metal hand to gently swipe away the tear from your cheek with the smooth back of a finger. Her lips press softly against yours as she brings the palm of her hand back to glide against your aching clit.

You’re not sure if it’s the return of that pleasurable stimulation, or the incredible tenderness Sevika is showing you, or maybe even both, but your climax strikes like lightning. It shocks every nerve- every muscle. You pull away from her mouth to gasp while she fucks you through your orgasm with determination. Time slows and stills for that brief, pleasurable moment and all you can do is cling onto her as if your life depends on it. As the last wave rocks your body, you can feel her fingers slow from a brutal pace to something more steady, gentle. Then, your body finally falls limp between her and the shelves behind you.

Sevika’s fingers still inside you and she rests her sweat slick forehead against yours. She gazes down at you with a proud little smirk as both of you struggle to catch your breath. Her chest heaves in unison with your own. Moving her knee away from your leg, she allows you to stand on both feet. However, when your knees buckle she quickly wraps her prosthetic arm around your waist to keep you upright. She chuckles deeply and runs her nose along the side of yours affectionately before peppering your cheek and neck with chaste kisses.

The door behind Sevika suddenly swings open. You’re too fucked out to even process the situation, but Sevika isn’t. She slowly turns to glance over her shoulder, fingers still knuckle deep in your cunt.

Silco stands frozen in the doorway. His good eye widens, for just a brief moment, taking in the sight before him. Sevika- his right hand woman- stands with her back to him. She’s shirtless, sweaty and covered in lipstick stains. You- his subordinate’s girlfriend - are pinned against the rows of shelves in his pantry. You too are shirtless and sweaty, but also staring blankly with eyes glazed over and mouth hanging slack. His face quickly returns to its normal I could care less expression and he turns his attention to Sevika. “Sevika, if you would be so kind as to hand me the nutmeg… seeing as you are currently blocking it,” he drawls.

Without a word, Sevika carefully removes her prosthetic from around your waist, pressing her body against yours to keep you from collapsing. Reaching up to a nearby shelf, she grabs the spice and hands it to Silco. He nods to her and turns to leave, but before he’s all the way through the doorway, he turns his head to say over his shoulder, “Glad to see you two are enjoying the… festivities .”

Once the door closes again, Sevika turns to you with a smirk. You’re just barely starting to come to, still not quite processing what just occurred. “You alright, sweetheart?” she asks quietly.

Define ‘alright’.

She definitely fucked away your tipsy feeling, but she left a new sort of high in it’s place. You nod, not trusting your ability to formulate coherent words. The moment she drags her fingers out from your overly sensitive cunt, you seem to find your voice again. “Careful!” you chastise her.

Sevika simply grins down at you as she wipes her slick coated fingers off against the inside of your thigh. “Think you can walk?” she asks, making no effort to hide the mirth in her tone.

“I-” your voice cracks, so you pause to clear your throat. “I’m not sure I can even stand,” you admit. That earns you a bigger- still haughty- smile from Sevika, and although it takes a tremendous amount of effort, you smile up at her too.

“Need me to carry you home?”

“Would you really do that?” you ask doubtfully.

“I wore a fucking ugly sweater and antlers for you. To a stupid party. What do you think?” She’s being snarky, but there’s not even the slightest hint of malice in her tone.

“Are you mad at me for that?” you ask, feeling somewhat guilty. You peer up at her through your lashes, trying to read her expression. It softens, and as she dips her head to bring her lips to yours, you know that’s her way of telling you ‘no’. You wrap your arms around her neck and return the tender kiss. If your bones didn’t already feel like liquid, you would have certainly melted against her.

You release a pleased sigh when she breaks the kiss. She rests her forehead on yours again and the two of you simply gaze at one another like idiots in love for several moments before Sevika finally speaks.

“You ready to go home?” she asks.

“For round two?” you reply with a sly smile.

Her dark lips curl into a suggestive smirk. “And three.”

next chapter >

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

Santa Monica Dream

by gaymer_girl

California summers are a treasure. Days are long, the ocean is inviting, and romances burn bright in the sun. At least, that's what they're supposed to be like.

For Caitlyn, she struggles to make relationships stick. But as she attempts to reach for something casual, plans go sideways and she latches onto yet another girl. She hopes that this is the summer romance she's been waiting for, a love to end all loves, and she can finally be happy with the perfect woman.

For Vi, relationships just make things complicated. She's perfectly happy with enjoying casual lovers and flings, but she constantly wrestles with a desire for her best friend. And a new flame only stokes the fires of jealousy more so than she's ever experienced before.

Inspired by skyllianhamster's skater!Vi AU.

Words: 3674, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Original Female Character(s), Jayce (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends), Zeri (League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends), Jinx & Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn & Vi (League of Legends), Ekko/Jinx (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Canon Lesbian Relationship, Canon Lesbian Character, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Summer Romance, Friends to Lovers, Jinx Goes by Powder (League of Legends), Soft Jinx (League of Legends), light hearted gay jokes, Eventual Smut, Minor Original Character(s), Based on Fan Art, a lot of yearning, Jealousy, skater!Vi, author is NOT a skateboarder, Author Has Never Played League of Legends, no beta reader soz, title from an angus and julia stone song, thanks a billion to skyllianhamster for this au brainrot, Caitvi, Violyn

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

[shinobi-illuminator]

Arcane Christmas songs—

Jinx: I want a hippopotamus for Christmas!

Ekko: Rockin Around the Christmas Tree

Vi: Surabaya-Santa

Caitlyn: Love you did me Wrong

Viktor: What’s this?

Jayce: A wonderful Christmas Time

Silco: Mr Grinch

Vander: The 12 Pains of Christmas

Mel: All I want for Christmas is You

Heimerdinger: Santa Claus is coming to Town

Sky: Last Christmas

Sevika: Oogie Boogie’s song

Finn: Dirty Jingle Bell Rock

Singed: Carol of the Bells

Mylo: I’m getting nothing for Christmas

Clagger: My two front Teeth

Ambessa: Grandma got run over by a reindeer

Marcus: There goes Mr Humbug

[reiverreturns]

Rules: list eight shows for your followers to get to know you better.

Tagged by @aeide and @forsty, thank you! ❤️

1. Parks and Recreation. this is my failsafe, go to, never lets me down comfort show. beyond its genuine humour and charm, i’ve always loved p&r because, at it’s core, it’s about one women doggedly refusing to give up on her dreams and her desire to do good in the world. its tropey and silly and self referential without ever being mean or so over the top with the characters that they don’t feel tangible and fully formed in the world they live in. i love this show. the first season doesn’t exist tho. 

2. Fleabag. genuinely one of the best tv shows ever made and i will fight anyone who says otherwise. it is just SO GOOD as a rumination on love and loss and grief and what the fuck do you do if you don’t really like the person you are. fleabag and claire’s relationship is so special to me (because deep down i am claire.) idk i’ve seen this marketed as a comedy show and while it has jokes its so, so, so much deeper than that. and it doesn’t overstay its welcome either. please watch fleabag i beg.  

3. Black Sails. LOOK. i am not immune to filthy emotionally complex sometimes-horny pirates pushing against a society and a system that they never had a place in. i cannot be blind to the rich historical setting and love that always sits on the line of hate. people willing to die for things that were so fucking real to them, and things that never were to anyone else. man titties. A+ no notes.

4. Arcane. i’m a sucker for good animation and this show is so b e a u t i f u l. i’m also so soft for fucked up father relationships and BOY does this show have ‘em in spades. also sevika and her big beefy arms (arm technically i guess?)

5. Top Gear. don’t really advertise the fact that i’m a motorsports/car fan on here but top gear played a huge part in that growing up. the old series with the og three is another comfort show, particularly the specials. i do watch new TG with chris/paddy/freddie but it isn’t the same.

6. Ted Lasso. hate football, love this show with a burning passion. a gaggle of himbos, bad puns, and hannah waddingham. it’s perfection. 

7. The Orville. i watched a lot of star trek growing up and i’ve found myself really loving the orville for capturing some of that classic sci-fi, episodic adventure magic. its a weird show to watch from the first series (it starts very much like seth macfarlane wrote it as a seth macfarlane show to get it greenlit) before the reins loosen a bit and it really hits its stride. the last series was just so fucking good with how it used common sci-fi tropes to look at modern day issues like trans acceptance and self identity. it’s a gem of a show and i wish more people would watch it honestly.

8. Santa Clarita Diet. STILL SO MAD NETFLIX CANCELLED THIS WHAT THE FUCK MAN. it was so absurd and so funny, a show i didn’t think i’d like at all reading the premise and was instantly hooked. timothy olyphant as a man who really loves his wife but desperately need to smoke some weed is just such perfect casting. man i need to rewatch this show.

Omitting the tags bc the social anxiety has me gripped today but don’t let me stop you from having a good time beloveds.

[archangeldyke-all]

i am heartbroken. crying. sobbing. shaking.

about the fact that there wasnt a muscular masc fictional lesbian wrapped up in nothing but a little pink bow under my christmas tree.

will you do the honors of making the christmas of a heartbroken sad lesbian, a little better by writing one of your delicious sevika squirting blurbs 🙏

santa better know how to fight because i'm coming after him... he's letting all the lesbians down! i didn't get sevika under the tree either!!! wtf?!?!?!

men and minors dni

sevika's ranting. she's walking in tight little circles in your kitchen as you sit on the counter, getting dizzy just from watching her.

you're trying not to be distracted by how fucking hot she is when she's pissed... you're trying to listen and nod along and be a supportive girlfriend... but you're failing miserably.

sevika's been venting for a solid half hour now, and at this point she's saying more curses than words. she's running out of steam, you can tell, but she's still got that anger boiling under the surface and no way to get it out.

you can help with that.

with a sly smile, you slide off the counter as sevika has her back turned to you. when she turns back around to start another lap, she jumps in shock when she sees you crowding up against her.

"wha...?" she asks as you gently shove her further and further back until she's pressed against the sink. "what're you doin'?" she asks, caught complete off guard.

"keep going baby, i'm listening." you say with a sweet smile. sevika blinks.

"i'm just sick of silco acting like-- fuck are you doing?" she asks as you start fiddling with her button and fly.

you grin up at her. "c'mon, baby, tell me." you say. sevika's eyes go wide as your hand slips down her pants, gently cupping her cunt. she gulps. you smile. "what's wrong?" you ask, gently rubbing circles against her clit. sevika lets out a shaky breath.

"what are you doing?" she asks again. you shrug.

"helping you let off some steam?" you try. sevika blinks. "i can stop." you say. sevika's hand comes flying forward to grab your wrist, keeping your hand shoved in her pants. you giggle.

"don't." she pleas. you lean forward and give her a quick peck against her lips, and her grip around your wrist loosens as both her hands grip the counter behind her.

you dip your fingers down to gather up the wetness that's started forming between sevika's lips, teasing her hole for a moment before swiping back up to play with her clit some more.

sevika's ranting has ceased, replaced now with little sighs and gasps as you rub her clit. you smile at her, leaning forward to kiss her again. she whimpers against your lips.

"where'd all that fight go, honey?" you tease her. she shudders at the petname. "c'mon, tell me about how you hate silco." you encourage her as you increase the pressure of your movements.

"i--i..." sevika tries, blinking down at you. you grin.

"he made you do all that paperwork?" you fill in for her. sevika nods.

"yeah he... fuck, baby... he g-gave me a tower of files-- shit!" she gasps. you giggle.

"and then what?"

"you're so annoying!" she groans. you laugh again.

"'s wrong, your brain's not working?" you tease. sevika tries to roll her eyes, but the annoyance of the expression fails when she lets out a loud moan as she does. "you're so cute." you whisper.

"m-more." sevika whimpers. you grin.

"you want my fingers?" you ask. sevika nods and you shove your hand farther down her pants to start teasing her wet hole. "you're soaked." you moan.

"c'mon!" she groans, grinding her cunt against your hand in an attempt to make your fingers slide into her. you giggle.

"ask nicely." you say. sevika groans and throws her head back dramatically. you just laugh and admire her stretched neck as you continue to gently trace around her pulsating hole.

eventually, she gives in, glaring at you as she relents. "please." she grunts out, curt. you smile and push your finger into her cunt, but only to the first knuckle. she groans. "please!" she says, much more needy this time. you grin, and sink your finger all the way in.

both of you sigh in relief. sevika's cunt is warm and soaking fucking wet and clenching around you like she's close already. you grin up at her.

"fuck off." she grunts, knowing that you can tell how worked up she is. you giggle.

"you just want one or two?" you ask as you start fucking your finger in and out of her. you work slowly, making sure to press against her g-spot on every thrust. sevika's thighs are already shaking. "you're close already, you must've been so worked up." you tease her. sevika grunts.

"shut up."

"shoulda cut you off five minutes in baby, you're dripping." you say. sevika's cunt clenches again.

"two." sevika says, trying to distract you from your dirty talk. you smirk and start working your second finger inside her.

"you weren't even angry were ya?" you ask, leaning forward to start kissing up sevika's neck. "just needed your girl, huh?" you ask. sevika whimpers.

"i-i was angry." she tries to defend. you giggle.

"then how come you're about to cum three minutes into me getting my hands on you?" you whisper against her ear, nipping her earlobe. sevika's hands reach out to grab at your shoulders clawing at you. she's silent, her eyes shut and brow furrowed, her nose scrunched, her breaths noisy.

"b-baby." sevika whimpers. you coo and press your lips against hers, and sevika cums. you giggle against her lips as you continue fucking her with your fingers, upping your pace. sevika's eyes snap open as her knees go wobbly.

"w-what-- fuck!" she groans.

"you want me to stop?" you ask again. sevika whimpers, her hips jolting as her cunt starts squelching with your thrusts.

"n-no." she replies her voice breathy.

you grin, and lock your lips with hers again, humming happily against her.

your kiss gets nastier the closer sevika gets to cumming again. sevika's jaw is hanging open as she pants, and you're sucking and licking at her lips, fucking your tongue into her mouth as you fuck your fingers into her sopping cunt.

"i-i'm--" she tries, only to cut herself off with a whimper. you smile against her.

"yeah?" you ask, already knowing what she was trying to say. "again? already?" you tease. sevika shivers, her claws digging into your shoulders.

"i hate you." she whines. you giggle.

"no you don't." you say. the squelching of her cunt serves as your proof. sevika groans, and you trail your free hand up under her shirt to fondle her tits. "come on baby, cum on my fingers for me." you encourage her, sneaking your fingers under her bra and pinching her nipples.

"oh shit!" sevika curses as she cums again. you grin, and then gasp as she starts squirting against your hand. you continue fucking her, letting her soak your hand and her pants with her cum, until the fabric is saturated and dripping onto the kitchen tile below. sevika's shivering in your arms, her head falling forward to rest against your shoulder as you work her through her orgasm.

"oh, baby, that's it honey. there you go, let it out." you encourage her as she shakes in your arms. "you're so fucking sexy." you groan.

sevika whimpers against you, one of her hands reaching down to grab your wrist. you stop your thrusting, understanding her silent demand, beginning to pepper kisses against her face.

"that was so fucking hot sevika, shit." you whisper. "fuck, love when you get messy. love when you squirt for me, makes me fucking crazy."

against you sevika groans.

"you ruined my pants." she huffs. you giggle.

"you ruined your pants!" you say. sevika chuckles.

"'s your fault." she grunts. you giggle and slowly pull away from her, gently pulling out of her cunt and helping her strip out of her drenched pants and boxers. you press another kiss to her face as you help her out of her shirt and bra too.

"go shower. i'll throw these in the wash and mop up your cum." you tease her. sevika groans as she examines the puddle on the floor beneath her.

"fuck off." she says, flustered. you giggle, pulling sevika away from the counter and shoving her toward the bathroom, smacking her ass as she goes. she glares over her shoulder at you and you giggle.

as you're tossing her clothes into the washer, you hear the bathroom door swing open again.

sevika's voice calls for you across the apartment.

"what's up baby?" you call back, throwing in a cupful of detergent and fiddling with the settings.

"come join me when you're done?" she asks, her voice gentle and sweet. you grin.

"duh." you say.

as you flip the lid to the laundry machine closed, you can hear sevika's excited giggle in the bathroom.

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16 and 23 for fandom asks

16. Lin in that fucking coat. (Screams) She’s so ⌛️

23. Umm all of them. Arcane ? Ig for Sevika

thank you so much sorry for the late response

Rest of the questions here

list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)

a headcanon you weren't sure about at first but have come to like!

a character that fandom has helped you appreciate

say something nice about a ship you don't ship (it can be another ship in your fandom, a mutual's OTP, etc)

something you see in fics a lot and love

something you see in art a lot and love

your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)

a ship that isn't your OTP but that you enjoy

a blog (mutual or one you follow) that has made your fandom experience brighter

if you're a writer or artist, what fic or piece of art are you proud of making?

compliment someone else in your fandom

your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc)

the ship that always makes you smile

the character that always makes you smile

a tiny detail in canon that you want more people to appreciate

the thing in canon that everyone loves and that you also love

a fandom tag that you track

your current fandom(s)

your very first fandom!

a fandom you're not active in anymore but that you still really like

the fandom friend you've known the longest

the fandom you're curious about because of a mutual

how has fandom positively impacted your life?

a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces

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Episode 9: The Dirt Under Your Nails - ★★★★★

Magic. Science. Power. Revenge. Destinies clash in an epic final chapter, igniting an all-out war.

Jinx burning everything associated with her past, cutting her hair and thus metaphorically unburdening herself with the traumas of her life. She is letting go of who she ever was... Ekko saved her from abandoning her life in the literal sense.

This episode with Jinx in a depressive episode, contrasted highly by her usually manic self. Ekko goes back in time several times in quick succession in an attempt to prevent Jinx from committing suicide. She tries to blow herself up with a hex-crystal powered monkey grenade - and tries to fling herself from a massive height. "Wasteland" by Royal & the Serpent playing in the background of this scene really put the nail in the coffin for a thematic setting.

"I'm not ready to face it Don't go saying goodbye There's a beauty in changes And I wanna try"

This bridge... The entire song is about gently surrendering yourself to death, a plea for her to finally take you across the final boundary. Yet this bridge... Maybe you're not so ready after all. In wanting for death maybe what you're truly searching for is a reprieve from the eternal fight of life. Some idealistic "other" place to grant you serenity. I think this bridge is possibly the realization that this peaceful oasis can be created in the "here" and "now." You don't have to die for it.

Vi seeing a Jinxer fighting for Piltover and Zaun. For a moment she saw Jinx... But what she was really seeing was Jinx's legacy.

MADDIE? You have got to be joking me... She was that upset that Caitlyn didn't truly want any intimacy from her? That Caitlyn was just utilizing her as a rebound, as a drug for fulfillment? A character introduced as a literal ray of sunshine was not only the first Enforcer to advocate for Caitlyn's turn to authoritarianism, but ended up being someone in Ambessa's inner circle? I cannot believe I felt sorry for you Maddie. I am so glad Mel immediately put a bullet in you, you ginger freak.

Jinx teaming up with the Firelights, Sevika and her crew, the Jinxers. We really are a League of Legends!! Seeing them all come in on that air balloon was like watching Santa shimmy down my chimney on Christmas morning. Jinx being a "Spray and pray" truther? Oh my giblets. I want to run around my house and do a pirouette.

The anomaly chrysalis being a ruse? INSANE! Viktor you conniving son of a bitch, what're we gonna do with you. He has finished his own personal evolution into the Machine Herald.

Mel turning over her mother, Ambessa, to the Black Rose? I genuinely gasped out loud over this scene. But then she immediately enters this third space and betrays the Black Rose, freeing her mother from their grasp? MEL. The woman that you are never ceases to amaze me. There is nothing as undoing as a daughter, you wolf.

Jinx using her machine gun as a way to propel herself forward in the anti-gravity portion was super dope. But the wow-factor of this scene was immediately overshadowed by everyone being corrupted by the anomaly. Viktor, what is going on in that head of yours?

Everyone being connected within the Arcane seriously just reminds me of Neon Genesis Evangelion. There is NGE everywhere for those with eyes to see...

"But you were never broken, Viktor. There is beauty in imperfections. They made you who you are. An inseparable piece of everything I admire about you." JAYCE. When I catch you Jayce. I'm not letting you go until you tell me exactly what you meant by this. Fellas, is it gay to keep your lab partners consciousness intact in a world designed to mesh all beings into one?

"I thought I wanted us to give magic to the world. But now, all I want, is my partner back." - "Why do you persist, after everything I've done?" - "Because I promised you. [Lunges forward to hold Viktor]"

"In all timelines... In all possibilities... Only you [Jayce] can show me this." - "You must go, Jayce" [Jayce clasps Viktor's shoulder, placing the hex fragment in his palm] "We finish this together." [As the Arcane fissures and swirls, Viktor is about to lose grasp of the fragment when Jayce holds his hand in his own. Drawing themselves together, the pair touch foreheads in a loose embrace]. Finding ourselves back in reality, Jayce and Viktor are swallowed into the Arcane, where it's assumed they will spend the rest of existence.

A parallel to our first major scene in Arcane season 1. Vi cradling a dying Vander while Jinx pleads with her in the background to save herself. Except Jinx changes the narrative, she inserts herself to save Vi this time. She ends this episode the same way it started, with "Wasteland" playing and a suicide attempt. Only this time there is no one to save her. She sacrificed herself for Vi.

I can't believe this show is over. I've related to Jinx for *years* and the show closes with her committing suicide? What am I supposed to do with that. What lesson am I meant to learn from her, or all the other individuals just like us? I guess you can consider this a classic case of Chekhov's monkey grenade.

I am using the internet as my own personal diary here, with this post. It's approximately 10:00 AM, and I am settling in to watch the Arcane finale. Moments like these makes me wish I played League of Legends, so I had some scraps of preexisting Runeterra lore to base my predictions off of. Though, I have seem some predictions stating that Jayce was stuck in a time-loop of killing Viktor; and that's why he lacked any hesitation in his actions. We'll see!

Suffice to say I am sick to my stomach with anxiety. I've loved this show for years, and it breaks my heart to know that it will be over in just a few hours. Jinx Arcane I love you. Viktor Arcane I love you.

Episode 7: Pretend Like It's the First Time

A moment of darkness, a moment of light --- and a vision of What Could Have Been.

Episode 8: Killing Is a Cycle

A brewing storm fuels a series of startling transformations. Elsewhere, the spark of rebellion still burns.

Episode 9: The Dirt Under Your Nails

Magic. Science. Power. Revenge. Destinies clash in an epic final chapter, igniting an all-out war.