#sevika i miss u

[dykesevika]

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[MEN DNI]

[sevscig]

me :333

[phantom-palace]

i need someone to tell me if i’m going insane or if THATS A LIP PIERCING??? AS IF IM NOT ALR GAY ENOUGH??? i genuinely can’t tell but im hopeful

[bpm-67]

I miss my boo 🤧

[sapphic-woes]

I accidentally wrote vi x reader x sevika um–

[archangeldyke-all]

Thinking about Sevika’s very pregnant very hormonal wife crying and complaining to her about nothing and Sevika realizing het wife just needs to be fed.

And fucked

love love love love love love love

men and minors dni

never in your life have you been this hormonal.

not during your worst periods as an adult.

not during the horrific throes of puberty as a teen.

not even when you were a toddler and a tantrum was just as likely as a giggle fit.

you think you might have truly lost your mind.

you're currently sobbing on the toilet-- you have been for the past twenty minutes-- not because you're sick or anything, but because you can't stop crying for long enough to heave your round body off the toilet seat.

and why are you crying? because you got frustrated by how often you have to pause your video game to get up and pee because you're eight fucking months pregnant, and your bladder's the size of a thimble.

you know it's a ridiculous thing to cry about. you know it's just your hormones overwhelming you. none of this knowledge can stop the sobs from wracking your body, though.

there's a knock on the bathroom door. "baby? have you seen my fuzzy socks?" sevika asks.

you sniffle and try to make your voice sound steady. "ch-check the dryer!" you call.

there's a suspicious silence outside of the bathroom, and then the door flies open, your wife wearing a worried look. "are you crying in here all alone?" she asks the moment she sees your face.

you pout, and fall apart all over again.

"oh, baby." sevika's by your side in an instant, wrapping her arms around you and pulling your head toward her stomach. "what's wrong, love?" she asks. "why didn't you come get me?" she asks.

you sniffle and choke out a few words. "b-because it's stu-u-pid!" you whine. "i can't s-s-stop cryin' and i'm not even that upse-e-et." you complain to your wife. "and now i can't get off the toilet 'cause i'm too weak from crying!"

sevika's face clears with relief when she realizes nothing's really wrong with you, and she bends down to give you a kiss. "our little girl's really runnin' a number on you, huh?" she asks, reaching down to pat your swollen belly.

you nod against sevika's shirt, using it as a face-wipe for all your tears and boogers. "i pee all the time. i f-feel like i should just live on the fuckin' toilet."

"but i'd miss you if you were in here all the time." sevika pouts. you snort. "c'mon love." she grunts as she hikes her arm under your shoulder and knees, hauling you off the toilet.

you giggle a little in your wife's arms, clinging to her as she walks you to your bedroom. "what're you doing with me?" you ask.

"'m takin' care of you." she whispers as she pulls your pants off your legs. you huff, a few tears still escaping your eyes, and sevika kisses your bare thigh.

"i haven't showered in days." you warn as sevika pushes your legs further apart. she groans.

"good. i love you musty."

you giggle a little, then cry some more. "you're gross. 'n way too nice to me." you whimper. sevika chuckles.

"my poor baby. such a fuckin' mess since i knocked you up, huh?" she teases. you nod and pout, letting your emotions control you, knowing sevika wont judge you for it. "i gotcha babe. just lay there 'n let it all out for me." she whispers, before ducking down and sucking one long stripe up your cunt.

sevika groans and you whimper as she sucks your clit into her mouth. for a few minutes, she just suckles and kisses your clit, making you a shaky, whiny mess. most of your cries are being blocked out by your moans, but there are still tears running down your cheeks.

"so fuckin' pretty when you cry, baby." sevika whispers. you gulp.

"shut up."

"it's true. your eyes get all sparkly and your skin gets all shiny-- fuck, you're the most beautiful thing i've ever seen."

you huff another laugh at this-- you're covered in hormonal acne and in third day pajamas-- but sevika blinks up at you like she really means it.

"you-- would you just--" you pull sevika's mouth back to your cunt before she can make you any more flustered with her words. your emotions are swinging wildly from the sudden stubborn sad-attack you've encoutnered, and the wild, childlike excitement and bashfulness you always feel around your wife.

which means that every time she blinks up at you, her pretty silver eyes barely visible over the bump of your belly, your heart stutters and your cunt clenches and a few tears leak out of your eyes.

when she reaches up and intertwines her hands with yours, you cum. it catches you completely off guard-- but the simple, sweet, intimate gesture made you topple over into a mess of cum and tears.

they're not sad-tears anymore, though. they're tears of joy and love-- all for the woman who's crawling up from between your legs with a big smile on her lips-- your cum covering her cheeks and chin. "that was quick." she teases. (she loves how easy you are now that you're pregnant. it turns her on endlessly.)

you grunt and flip her off. "are you gonna keep teasing me or are you gonna come sit on my face?" you ask.

sevika smirks, then leans down to kiss you deeply.

you gasp against her lips, relaxing into the kiss, taking in the taste of you still on her tongue.

when sevika pulls away, your head is fuzzy and your stomach is fluttering with butterflies. you blink up at her as she grins down at you.

"you stay here and take a nap. i'm gonna draw you a bath and make you a sandwich-- then maybe i'll join you." she says with a sweet little wink.

you blink up at your wife, and then burst into a fresh round of tears. above you, sevika cackles.

"is this 'cause you can't eat me out or...?" she asks. you groan and flip her off again.

"it's 'cause you're fuckin' perfect you asshole. what the fuck?" you ask.

sevika just giggles, pulls the blankets over your body, and kisses your forehead as she hands you a few tissues.

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[abbys-wifey]

penalty shot

request linked here

pairing: jenna ortega x female reader

warnings: none

a/n: i think i’m also gonna start writing for arcane characters (mostly sevika) , lemme know what u guys want :)

Stress doesn’t even begin to cover the amount of anxiety I feel as I stand under the stadium lights readying myself to kick a penalty goal. My team may be up by one but missing this kick could ruin my chances at moving up the league ladder. Plus it doesn’t help that football fans are never lenient when it comes to penalty goals, miss it and your basically the worst player to ever walk the field.

Taking a deep breathe I glance toward the goalie who stands crouched in the middle of the goal side stepping from side to side ready to dive. With a clench of my jaw and a last glance at my team behind me I manage to calm myself as each member nods their head in encouragement. Finally I begin to run towards the ball, grass kicking up in my wake as I lift my right leg and make contact with the ball.

The stadium is silent, watching as the ball flies through the air looking as if it’s going for top bins. My hopes are quickly squashed however as the goalie manages to get a finger to the ball causing it to fly up and over the goal and straight into first row of the crowd.

An ooh echoes around the stadium as my ball smacks a brown haired woman dead in the middle of her face. Her hands immediately flying up to her nose as she winces in pain. “Shit.” I mumble under my breath seeing the woman on the big screen, my cheeks blushing red as I notice how beautiful she happens to be.

“Dude, you just hit Jenna Ortega in the face.” My teammate Sam whispers, her eyes not leaving the big screen either. “Of course I did. I’ll be right back.” I pat her on the back before heading over towards Jenna who dabs at her nose which runs red blood all down her chin.

“Hey, no you can’t leave the field.” The ref sprints in front of me, an arm extended out before me to prevent me from getting any further. “I just need to see if she’s ok.” I plead gently pushing the refs arm.

“Only time your leaving this field before time is up will be for a red card and if u keep behaving how you are it won’t be far away.” The refs eyes narrow before he picks up his whistle and blows it loudly in my ear.

“Get back on the field.” He seethes, a vein popping on his neck. Holding my hands up in surrender I head back to the field glancing over my shoulder to find Jenna already staring at me. I send her an apologetic smile to which she raises her eyebrows with a tiny smile she tried so hard to hide.

Throughout the rest of the match I can’t help but glance over at the brown haired woman who holds a cloth to her nose yet still cheers loudly. Even with the blood running down her chin and the large cloth covering half her face, her beauty still managed to force the blood to rush to my cheeks.

Finally only two minutes remain with the score now tied. The crowd fades into background noise as I slide across the ground successfully tackling a girl from the opposite team causing her to trip over my foot as it hits the ball from between her legs. Her arms extend as she gasps, glaring at the ref as if trying to force him to give me a yellow card.

Luckily the call never comes allowing me to take the ball that rolls down the field and dribble it towards the goals. Defenders come my way pausing my play as I somehow manage to manoeuvre the ball between their legs until it is just me and the goalie once again.

Kicking hard silence falls over the stadium as my ball flies through the air. Only this time the goalie dives the opposite way allowing the back of the net to catch my ball.

The stadium erupts into cheers and applause, my name echoing across the stadium as the buzzer finally sounds ending the match. I find myself surrounded by my team mates, each one wrapping their arms around me and slapping my back in celebration of our victory but I only have eyes for one person at this time.

“Guys, guys hang on I have to do something. One minute.” I force my way out the group and head towards the crowd once again, only this time no ref stops me as I lean against the barricade where Jenna sits.

“I’m so sorry for hitting you.” I apologise instantly, gently biting my lip as she sticks her tongue out to wet her lips. “You made up for it with that last goal.” She shrugs with a small smile. “Plus it’s not broken so.” Jenna pulls the cloth away from her nose for a second as if to show me her button nose is far from damaged. “Yeah still looks perfect to me.” I flirt holding eye contact with the girl who raises an eyebrow. “That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” She fakes a pout and I let out a laugh before stepping backwards.

“Well then let me make it up to you.” I pull my jersey over my head leaving me in just a sports bra and shorts. “Got a pen? I can sign it for you too.” I chuckle as Jenna not so subtly eyes my stomach before reaching into her back pocket. “How do you even know I go for your team?” She teases watching me with a grin as I roll my eyes.

“Well the cheering and screaming of my name was a large sign.” I retort leaning my jersey against the barricade so I can write on it.

Signing my name and my number onto the jersey I place it in her hand, ignoring the tingling sensation as her finger graze mine. “Don’t sell it or I’ll have to change my number for the third time.” I playfully threaten. “Ooh I might just have to. Call it revenge.” Jenna chuckles before glancing over my shoulder.

“Looks like people are waiting on you. I’ll text you. Maybe.” She grins. I raise an eyebrow. “I’ll be waiting Miss Ortega. And I promise next time I see you there will be no blood noses involved.” I send her a wink before turning around and heading back to the field.

[ennabear]

haii!! i originally wasn’t gonna participate in sevika week because i haven’t been feeling too motivated recently, butttt i didn’t wanna miss out completely so here we are!! i offer you some sweet fluff… hope u like :3

—day 2: to fix you

casually thinking about the intimacy of helping sevika fix her mech arm. way before she knew how fix it herself, about half of her arm was blown to bits and pieces by one of jinx’s evil new creations. no matter how hard she tried to convince silco to get rid of her, he stood his ground and decided to let the fucker stay.

so she comes to you, her usual scowl replaced by a look of exhaustion, and timidly asks if you know a thing or two about mechanics. and now she’s here, sitting on a barstool while you poke and prod at her with different tools. it’s almost shocking to see her like this— she’s so… soft? she’s trusting you fully, letting you fix her up while she’s in pain. physically from the explosion, and mentally from the constant annoyance.

“sevika…? did you hear me?” you ask, derailing her thought train. she pries herself out of her stupor, mumbling an apologetic “no, sorry.” you chuckle at her, grabbing a few nuts and bolts to shove back into your tool box. “no worries,” you laugh. “i was just saying how i did the best i could, but some parts are gonna need to be completely remade. it’ll probably take a few days so i suggest going easy on yourself and coming back later.”

her face melts into a sappy smile, absolutely beaming at your kindness. weren’t you afraid of her? everyone else in the undercity is, why were you so gentle? she nods, staring up at you with twinkling silver eyes, and pulls you in by the waist.

“thank you.” she whispers, so closely that you can feel her breath tickling your face. you reach out to take her face in your hands, caressing the smooth scars under your fingertips as softly as possible. and before you know it, her lips are on yours. the kiss is so tender it makes your heart twist.

her cheeks heat up, a faint red color painting her face with featherlight strokes. she pulls away and smiles, “i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

[jnkangels]

MEN AND MINORS DNI!! (Please do not interact with my content. I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION!!).

(Please note that English is not my first language, u can correct me if I make any mistakes without being rude).

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I was imagining how Sevika would fuck you before leaving for an important business trip.

Desire— A word that echoes through the brick walls of the luxurious hotel suite. Whispers filled with lust, suggestive kisses and the desire to possess something or someone. For one night only, we could dance to the beat of lust itself.

The agitated breathing of the opposite body, a beautiful symphony, that crashed against your lips. A hungry kiss begging for more contact as her hands cling tightly to your scalp.

Your skin shudders under the contact of her robust hands that trace a path through your curves with great agility; Your body is a perfect canvas. A light whisper comes from the lips of a very desperate Sevika: "Damn, I missed this so much" binds you to her like an oath.

Beyond the confines of the hotel lobby is an extended city silently witnessing the carnal pleasures that dwell within the walls. Sevika's curious hands continue to wander through the remote points of your body. Her tempting lips continue to leave soft wet kisses along your neck and collarbone.

"My flight leaves in 8 hours. I booked the usual room for both of us, honey." Those tantalizing words leave her lips as she continues to indiscreetly grope her. "We only have tonight before I leave, shall we make it memorable?"

Your silence stretched until you crashed your lips against her, signaling a clear answer. The moment you open the door, deja vu floods your mind; Memories make a whirlwind in your head. She's there, a white shirt loose against her chest, and the desire and uncertainty only amplify when Sevika's tone of voice becomes more demanding. "Come here."

You sneak up on her, the intoxicating aroma of her perfume combined with the strong smell of cigarettes makes your mind wander. Her lips crash together again, her hands travel to her breasts and she begins to play with your nipples, releasing fleeting moans from your lips.

From one moment to the next she gently holds your hips until she throws you onto the bed, her fingers lifting your dress enough so that her lust-injected eyes can search your hips, hypnotized by the way they hug the delicate black straps of your underwear.

"I just need to taste you one more time, babe." Her fingers tingle over your underwear, stimulating your most sensitive spot making you; your lips taste the obscene taste of her once again.

The way her calloused fingers pull down your underwear at a tortuous pace while teasing you for how needy you're for her touch. She starts kissing the inside of your thighs before spreading your legs wide, her head literally diving between your legs. Licking the stripe of your pussy as you let out loud moans at the sudden sensation. You tug at the strands of her dark hair as her velvety tongue lashes out at your pussy.

Sevika takes your legs to wrap them around her neck and spits against your already soaked pussy, before running her skillful tongue across your dripping pussy; enjoying your flavor. She continues alternating between licking and sucking, her nails digging into the sensitive skin of your thighs (That will leave marks the next morning), you bite your lips trying to suppress the moan.

"Don't hold back, honey. I want to hear it all." With that, her tongue managed to push her tongue further inside you, pushing it even deeper.

"Do you like that, love? Are you going to miss me when I'm gone? I bet you will. Go ahead, honey, be a good girl and cum for me." The mockery in her tone of voice becomes present, her movements become faster. and abrupt; finally drawing a heartbreaking moan from your lips.

She approaches you to join her lips with yours so you can taste your sweet essence. "Oh baby, that sounded so beautiful. Shall we say that again? Right now I'm going to fuck you for exactly the number of days you'll go without cumming on my fingers." She finally says with a sadistic smile painted on her lips.

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[moodywyrm]

#2? 3? idk at this point but the ideas just keep coming,,,

coming home from work to see sevika, who had a day off, lounging on the couch in her boxers and a sweater reading one of her new books 🤭 she immediately notices you and stands up, abandoning the book and wrapping u up in a hug, whispering a sweet lil “missed you today” into your hair,,

and you start to push away from the hug, telling her to go back to the couch. she gets all sad bc where are you going :(( n you disappear into the bedroom, reappearing a little later with one of her sweaters and some comfy panties. going to the couch and cuddling into sevika’s arms, sighing contentedly as you watch her read : (!

god yeah. the second she's in your guys' house, she is the clingiest, most affectionate baby in the world.

like she gets home and you're not there yet, so she gets all grouchy and >:( waiting for you on the couch. she's all splayed out in one of your sweaters and pair of her boxer-briefs, her thighs all the way out <3 she's reading The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler, bc I feel like she loves mystery novels?

she's like half way through when she hears the door open and sees you step in, and immediately she just fucking launches the book to the side, not even saving her page (wow.). She's on her feet in a second, walking over to you and wrapping you up. Her arms are so strong and sturdy around you, a soft kiss pressed to you head as you hug her back, pulling her tight before you pull away. And Sevika is just like uhhh what the fuck?

"Go sit down 'Vika, I'll be right out." And you slouch off to the room, leaving her standing in the entry way like huh???? But she listens, sitting on the couch and leaning forward, her elbows braced on her knees as she pouts and waits for you.

It takes five minutes before you come back out, five minutes of her pouting, five minutes rendered inconsequential the second you step out in pretty little purple panties and one of her zip up hoodies. Sevika almost coos when you pad over to her, crawling into her lap with her help. She pulls you into her lap, propping her feet up on the coffee table so she could give you more leverage to lay on her.

"Mm, missed you 'Vika," You murmur, pressing soft little kisses to her neck, wiggling until your ass is lodged against her thighs, your soft thighs braced around her.

Sevika hums, happy to finally have you in her arms (as if she didn't see you eight hours ago before you left for work), "I missed you too, doll."

She lets you settle in and get all comfy before grabbing her book, reading with her book propped up on your back as you nap on her chest <3

[lifetanes]

sevika i miss u i need u back pls come back to me

[dykesevika]

I miss her so much my heart hurts

Men DNI

[hauntingblue]

Mel's mom is gonna go bezerk about jinx's attack on the council not only because her daughter is a victim and her other son just died but because she warned Mel about it and she didn't listen

[queerofzaun]

hey babe, can you make jinx imagine in which the fem reader makes jinx ride her thigh? 🥺 thank youuu xx

𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒔 & 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : jinx x fem!reader

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 : smut, sub!jinx, thigh riding, fingering

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 : jinx is being a brat after reader returns home late for work, which results in punishment

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 : 1.1K

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 : hey love <33 thank u for the request, i hope you enjoy hehe.

You watched as your girlfriend sat slumped on the couch, arms crossed with a pout on her lips as she glared up at you. All over the fact you got home an hour later than expected. You tried to hold back your laughter at her reaction, finding it cute despite the fact she was clearly in a bad mood. It wasn’t unusual for Jinx to act like this when you returned home late so you were honestly expecting something like this from her.

“You’re late, monkey.” She frowned.

You chuckled at her, “Baby, you know I get caught up sometimes. Silco and Sevika had me do a run for them, I’m sorry.”

You dropped your things, before walking up to her with open arms. She ignored the gesture, still glaring at you with those deadly pink eyes. She huffed, turning her head to face the other direction. You frowned, “Don’t be a brat. I missed you.”

She kept her head facing away from you. After waiting a few moments, you shrugged your shoulders and headed towards the room to change. You knew she would eventually give in and come to you, she always did. It was cute watching her get so moody just to beg for your attention. Once you entered the bedroom, it wasn’t long until you heard footsteps in the hall. You smiled, taking off your boots.

“Don’t walk away from me!” She exclaimed, entering the room.

“Are you done being a brat?” You asked her as you undid your shirt.

“And don’t call me a brat.” She groaned, throwing her back.

You chuckled, “Wouldn’t call you one if you behaved, love.”

You felt her arms snake around your waist, her chin on your back. She pressed gentle kisses to your spine which earned a sigh from your lips. Before you could turn around, her mouth was beside your ear.

“Take it back.” She whispered, nipping your ear with her teeth gently.

“Mm. No, I don’t think so.” You replied.

Her arms loosened as they pulled back from you, making you furrow your brows in confusion. Moments later, you felt something attached to your back, hearing the familiar noises from her bombs. You tried to pull it off but before you could get a hold on it, it went off. Pink powder exploded everywhere, covering you clothes in it. You turned to look at her with a glare, watching as stood back with a innocent smile plastered on her face.

You then smirked at your girlfriend, “I think someone needs a punishment, hm? I was going to make you feel good tonight to make up for tonight.”

You approached her, watching as her smile faltered and eyes widened. Your fingers grazed her cheeks lightly, “But, I don’t think you deserve it after your little stunt.”

Before she could reply to you, you had already walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, you grabbed a beer before heading over to the sofa and plopping down onto the sofa. You opened the bottle and tossed the lid off the to the side carelessly before taking a sip. The cold bubbly drink felt refreshing after working so hard.

Jinx appeared in front of with a pout, “Monkey.. I’m sorry. I want you to make me feel good.”

Her hand grabbed yours, rubbing the back of your palm with her thumb as she gave you a pleading look. You shook your head no in response, taking another sip from the bottle. It was hard to say no though, especially when she looked at you like that. If you weren’t trying to prove a point right now, she’d already beneath you. She climbed on your lap, taking your beer from your hands before taking a sip herself. It was then thrown into wall, glass shattering as the liquid spilled on the floor. You frowned at her, “You’re not being very good tonight.”

She hummed in response, fingers trailing your cheekbones. “I want you, monkey.”

You sighed, “Fine. Ride my thigh if you want it so bad.”

Her pink eyes widened at your words. It wouldn’t be enough for her, you knew that. But, that was also part of the fun. Once she realized you were being serious, she sighed but shifted position on your thigh was between her legs. She began to roll her hips against it, soft breaths leaving her lips. You moved your hand to her jaw, gripping it gently and forcing her to look at you. You studied her face as she friends against your thigh.

Her eyes were laced with lust, her full lips parted just slightly enough for her breath out softly. Her cheeks were now a faint pink. She looked adorable like this, sexy even. Her eyes were locked with your eyes as she pushed against you harder, desperate for more friction.

“How does it feel, baby?” You purred in her ear, tugging on her braids gently.

“I want more.” She whined with a pout reforming on her lips.

You pressed a gentle kiss to it, “Not tonight, love. If you want to cum, you’re gonna have to work for it yourself.”

That earned a whine from her, hands moving to your shoulders. “But I want more.”

You leaned in, kissing her lips. Her lips moved against yours with need, desperate for more. She pulled herself closer to you, her chest pressed flush against yours. You swiped your tongue over her lower lip, which she parted enough for you to slide your tongue in. A soft moan came from her, as she grinder against you faster.

You brought a hand down her side, before caressing her ass. Her moaning grew louder as she felt your hand move beneath her pants and to her clothed pussy. You rubbed her while she rode your thigh, unable to resist her any longer. You could feel how wet she was, your fingers already sticking from the fabric alone.

Her movements grew sloppy as she moaned into your mouth, making you push the fabric to the side and dip two fingers in. You fucked her with your fingers, hard and fast. Your lips trailed to her jaw, then neck as you sucked on the skin. Leaving marks scattered across her flesh.

“Cum for me, baby girl.” You purred against her skin.

You felt her walls tighten around your fingers as her moans grew louder. It wasn’t long before she was cumming against them, her hips thrusting sloppily a few times before stopping. You removed your fingers and sucked them clean. “Good girl.” You praised, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

She wrapped her arms around your torso as she nuzzled into your neck. Her breathing slowed down, going back to its normal rhythm. You ran your fingers up and down her back as you felt her relax under your touch. Soon enough, she was snoring softly against you. You shifted the two of you so she was laying on top of you.

“Goodnight, baby.” You whispered, scratching her head softly before passing out with her.

[rarestdoll]

MASTERLIST

key: 🧁 = smut, 🍦= fluff, 🎀 = angst, 🐚 = songfic, 🫧 = rambles, 🛼 = requests

THE LAST OF US

ellie williams

pillow talk 🧁🍦: “falling asleep in the same bed w ur best friend ellie is never a problem… until it is.”

LOVERS ROCK 🧁🐚: “u and ellie have been teetering on the edge of friends and lovers for awhile now and finally u decide to make the first move.”

STONER!ellie 🫧

headcanons 🧁

abby anderson

headcanons 🧁

i got u 🧁🛼: “u and abby finally have the morning and abby finds more than enough ways for u guys to make up ur missed time together.”

fall into u 🍦🎀🐚: “after sharing a near death experience with u, abby finds herself feeling like she’s almost lost everything she loves once again. u help her see that ur still right by her side.” (soon to be posted ♡)

ARCANE

sevika

cloud nine 🧁: “it’s simple, sevika loves fucking u with her favorite purple strap.” (in progress ♡)

love is a (winning) losing game 🐚: “when the usual bands main vocalist doesn’t show for tonight’s performance at the last drop, u decide take the chance to save the performance while also managing to catch a certain someone’s eye.”

grayson

to be continued…

ASSASSIN’S CREED

eivor “wolfkissed” varinsdottir

to be continued…

kassandra (the eagle bearer)

to be continued…

MARVEL

carol danvers

to be continued…

yelena belova

to be continued…

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

anna the huntress

to be continued…

[archangeldyke-all]

okay i’ve seen people talk about werewolf sevika but what about werecat sevika like she gives off such cat vibes she’s an introvert who so would love sitting by her window or on her porch watching things also i’ve always headcanoned that she literally purrs when you scratch her head so werecat sev just makes sense to me

YES i fucking LOVE THIS

this is what i think sevika would look like in cat form btw hehehehehe (send me cats u think sevika would look like too! i want to see all ur ideas)

men and minors dni

it all starts with a loose lab-cat. singed had pumped the thing with shimmer and underestimated its strength. he returned to the lab the next morning to a broken glass cage, quickly followed by hissing and hollering coming from the bar.

sevika stepped on the cat's tail where it had been sleeping beneath a table. in return, the cat sunk it's claws into sevika's calf-- four deep scratches running down her leg-- dripping half blood red, half shimmer pink.

singed told her she'd be okay.

he told her to go home and sleep it off and that she'd be fine.

singed is a fucking liar.

the next full moon, sevika turns into a cat.

not a panther, or a lion, or a fucking tiger or something cool. a fucking house cat. and a tiny one too.

she didn't tell anyone. who could she tell? singed would just try to strap her to a lab table and start experimenting on her. silco would probably just laugh. jinx might be her best bet if she wanted answers, but she fears that jinx would do something horrible like pet her or something.

so she just... deals with it.

the more full moons that pass, the more used to it she gets, and the more she can transform herself at will without the moon's powers.

she kinda likes being a cat. it's useful as fuck in the undercity, with all it's steep walls and drop-offs. it gives her crystal clear vision, even in the deepest darkest streets; it gives her great instincts, even in her human form, and...

there's nothing quite like finding a stray beam of sun and curling up for a few minutes to snooze on a peaceful day. both in her human and cat form.

which is how she meets you.

you live on a high floor of a big apartment building in the lanes. it's miserable climbing up and down the stairs multiple times a day, but the nice thing about it is you're high up enough to get some direct sunlight in your home for a good few hours a day.

you don't have a cat-- your landlord would kill you. but you keep a two little pots of catnip and catgrass growing on your fire-escape, a little tin of water and some tuna or chicken when you've got scraps to spare.

you've got a few cats that come to visit you a few times a week, all varying levels of friendly.

the white stray visits every afternoon to snack on your plants, sometimes bringing a skinny orange friend along with her. you let them be, watching fondly through the window as they groom each other.

there's a fat tuxedo cat that you know has an owner somewhere in the neighborhood, that seems to know when you set out food scraps-- always there in a flash to gobble them up. he's friendly as hell, meowing incessantly at your window until you open it up for him and let him come in to get pets for a few hours before returning home for dinner.

there's a new litter of calico kittens you've caught sight of. you think there's five or six separate kitties, but you can never keep track because they grow so and change so much between your sightings of them.

and then there's your newest visitor.

she's a unique cat, silver eyes, only three legs, her left front leg missing completely. there's blue scratches running down her left side, shimmering in the sun when the wind blows her fur away enough for you to see them.

and she doesn't eat any of your plants, or drink any of your water. most of the time, you come home and find her sleeping in a ray of sun. and every time when she wakes up and realizes you're home, the cat will jump up on your windowsill and simply watch you; her tail twitching occasionally in the wind, purring loud enough for you to hear through the little window as her silver eyes follow your every movement inside.

.....

sevika's fucked.

she's so, so, so fucked.

she's been fucking stabbed, twice, and she's loosing blood so quickly that she's starting to see spots.

the men who stabbed her are chasing her, and she's leaving a trail of blood right to herself. no matter how fast she runs, she's not going to lose them.

she's so woozy that she almost forgets that she's got fucking magical powers. she ducks into an alley and quickly transforms, before sprinting away. that takes care of those idiots beating her to death-- but it doesn't change the fact that sevika's dying.

she doesn't know where to go.

the last drop is way too far for her to get there before she bleeds out. she's got no friends in this neighborhood-- and people down here don't have the spare time, money, or sympathy for a dying street cat.

wait.

she knows someone who likes street cats.

someone sweet, and pretty, and always smiling and talking to her like she can speak human language. she can, but she knows your other cat visitors can't-- and it just makes her like you all the more- - the idea of you talking to some clueless cat, just like you talk to her.

she makes it to your fire escape just before her three legs give out.

and while her vision starts to fade completely, the clouds overhead move and a beam of sun shines down on her, the smell of your cat plants wafting over her as the wind blows.

well, sevika supposes. if i'm gonna die i guess this is the nicest place to do it.

you come home and find a dead woman on your fire escape... which isn't a total surprise in this neighborhood.

it's only when you go out to prod at her that you get really freaked out-- because she's not dead, just barely breathing.

you scramble to pull the woman inside your apartment, spreading her out on your bed and nearly throwing up at the sight of two deep stab wounds in her sides.

you've got some shimmer stored in your medicine cabinet in case of emergencies, and you quickly slide the liquid down her throat before scrambling to find something to stitch her side together with.

you aren't sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing when she starts blinking awake, groaning in pain and weakly trying to shove you away from her wounds.

"hey hey hey, wake up." you say, shaking her shoulders. she grunts and scrunches her face up. when her eyes blink open, your stomach twists.

you've never seen eyes that silver besides on the cat that comes to visit you. they're different on a person. much more attractive.

"uh..." you say, trailing off for a second suddenly realizing that the woman beneath you is very naked. and now that you're looking at her, the blue scars on her left side seem awfully familiar. you clear your throat. "uh, wake up." you say again, gently smacking her cheek.

she gasps awake when you start stitching up her second wound. "fuck!" she shouts. and then, she seems to process where she is. "fuck." she says.

you gulp. "uh, i'll get you a blanket." you offer.

sevika nods numbly as you-- the woman she's been shamelessly peeping on for the past year-- stumble out of your bedroom.

"i thought you were dead, honestly, and then you started moving and i got really freaked out. gave you some shimmer-- i hope you don't mind." you ramble as you walk back into your room, throwing a blanket over sevika. "is there anyone i should call for or...?"

"you're even prettier up close." she says. then she cringes.

fuck she didn't mean to say that. it must be the blood loss. and the shimmer. and your pretty eyes.

"uh..." sevika watches as you start to back away like you're scared, and she huffs before she gathers all her energy and transforms into her cat form. "what the fuck?!" you squawk as the woman in front of you disappears in thin air.

and then, a little lump under the covers starts to move.

and the three legged silver eyed cat comes crawling out, two new wounds on her side.

"what the fuck?" you ask, immedietly reaching forward to pet the cat in front of you. you don't consider that the cat is a woman-- it's your natural instinct-- you see a cat, you pet it.

but then the woman's back and your hand is in her hair and she's blushing all the way down to her tits which you can see because she's still naked.

"wha--"

"i'm sevika."

"hi, sevika." you giggle, slightly hysterical. sevika's blush gets even darker. "i'm--"

"i know." she cuts you off, then bites her lip in embarrassment and presses her head harder against your hand, like she's a cat. well, you suppose she kinda is. "i... sorry for stumbling into your life like this. i thought if i died as a cat i died in real life." sevika shrugs. "guess the whole nine lives thing is true, though."

"i don't--"

"i can leave, if you give me a pair of sweats or someth--"

"no!" you squeak. sevika smiles, and now you're embarrassed. "i-i mean... you're injured. you should stay until you're better..." sevika raises an eyebrow at you. "plus... you're kinda cute."

she grins. "as a cat or...?"

"fuck off." you giggle, crawling into bed beside her. "you've fucking... been watching me for a year! it's only fair i get to interrogate you, too, you creep."

"i-i'm not a creep!"

"you've seen me naked!"

"you didn't seem to mind at the time..." sevika pouts.

you can't believe how ridiculous this whole fucking situation is. sevika's blood drying into your mattress underneath the pair of you, but her skin is becoming more vibrant as the shimmer works through her system, flashes of pink sparkling in her silver eyes. she's practically purring as you scratch her scalp. you burst into laughter, and sevika grins up at you.

when you finally catch your breath, you shake your head and look down at the only sorta-stranger beneath you. "so, what are you... a werecat, or something?"

sevika groans before bursting into laughter with you.

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