#sevika mother for reader's daughter

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Make Her Happy

|| Sevika x fem!mother!reader

|| Warnings; reader's sore and exhausted, reader has a daughter named Laye, Sevika soft for reader and daughter, Sevika referred to as 'Seviki' by Laye, brief swearing, brief hint at sex

|| Summary; reader gets home from work, but she's exhausted when her daughter and Sevika come to greet her.

Requests closed!

Started; November 14th

Finished; November 14th

Request; Sevika x reader with a child

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Living in Zaun wasn't easy. Especially when you had a child to take care of. At least you weren't alone anymore. It'd been years since the child's father left, barely even staying around for the delivery. Not that you cared. He was a piece of shit, anyway. And besides. You had someone who was a million times better than he'd ever been; Sevika. She kept you safe. She helped take care of your daughter, Laye. It was adorable. Watching someone as terrifying, muscular and tall as Sevika was play with a child.

You'd just gotten back home after a long shift down at one of the bars. Every muscle in your body was screaming for rest. Work wasn't easy, it never was. But it was one of the better jobs in this dump. "I'm home!" Your voice rang out through the apartment. Having gotten it with Sevika's benefits (aka Silco), it was nice. As nice as any place could be in Zaun. You heard the movement first. Before seeing your six year old daughter come running to you, followed by Sevika's large figure. Her head just barely missed the ceiling. With her being 6'1.

"Momma!!" Your daughter jumped into your arms and you grunted, holding her close with a sigh. Kissing her forehead that she rested on your shoulder.

"Hi, baby." You murmured, idly stroking her back. "Were you good for Sevika?" You asked, Sevika didn't miss the exhaustion in your tone. Or the way your face scrunched up when you daughter jumped in your arms. She couldn't help feeling impressed by you. Being able to work long days in a crowded, rowdy bar and then come home and have to be a mother to your daughter. Not getting much rest between it all. Definitely didn't sound easy. Especially since she now knew what parenting was like, having gotten to experience it with Laye.

"Yeah!!" Laye smiled, snuggling up to you. Completely nose blind to the bar smell that lingered on your clothes. As it did every day when you got home. You looked up to Sevika for confirmation and she gave a subtle nod. The soft look in her eyes was more than enough to convince you, she didn't even need to nod.

"That's good." You sighed quietly, placing a quick kiss to Laye's cheek. Getting a giggle out of her. You knew with your exhaustion, you wouldn't be able to stand and hold her at the same time. Laye was getting a little too big for that. Sevika seemed to notice, wondering why you were on the ground for so long before she put it together. Sevika bent down to one knee, non prosthetic arm gently touching Laye's back. There was a gentleness to her that wasn't often seen by anyone. You loved having the privilege to see it.

"Laye, let's let your mother rest." Sevika's voice comes out with a husk to it, but gentler than her usual tone. Obviously not wanting to give Laye any reason to be upset or fear her. However there was still a sense of command to it. Trying to get the little girl away. Even if just for a moment so you could get in.

"Noooo!" Laye whined, burying herself into you. You frowned a bit and tried not to immediately hold her. It was hard not to just wrap your arms around her and hold her tight. You knew Sevika was right; cause you desperately needed a moment.

Sevika's eye twitched and you knew she was trying not to let her emotions get the best of her. Reminding herself that this was a kid, not some punk that she could yell at. Plus she wasn't just any kid. She was your kid.

"Baby..." You took a moment to think on it. What could convince her to let go of you? "Hey, you got that new tea set. Right? How about you see if Sevika will play with you?" You suggested, which seemed to get your daughter to just light up. Meanwhile Sevika's eyes widened when she looked at you. You could tell she wasn't overly thrilled, the soft red of her cheeks giving her embarrassment away. You tried not to laugh, giving her a silent promise that you would make it up to her later.. she caved at that. Knowing exactly the kind of promise you had in store.

"We could have a tea party!! Wait but Seviki you no have a dress." The girl pouted at 'Seviki', which was what Laye had taken to calling Sevika. Sevika gritted her teeth, realizing she would have to figure out a solution so your daughter was happy. The things she does for you...

"Uh.." Sevika looked around the room, spotting a blanket and walking over. It wasn't super colourful or anything but she could make it work. She wrapped the blanket around herself in a way that covered her chest but left her shoulders out. "How's this? You can pretend it is a dress."

Laye's eyes lit up and she giggled," okay!!! You look silly, Seviki." She laughed. Sevika rolled her eyes and gave you a look before walking to the dining room with your daughter. You held back a laugh, trying desperately not to laugh at your poor girlfriend who looked utterly unhappy. Her in that blanket though was absolutely adorable. The blanket barely went past her knees, as it was meant to cover you. Not her. And you can tell behind all the grumpiness, she really did like hanging out with Laye. Otherwise she wouldn't have put in the effort to make her happy.

[starless-nightz]

Omgggg i have a request. What about Jinx x fem reader looking after Isha (SHES ADORABLE)? I just really want some fluff 😭😭

Jinx and her fem! S/O looking after Isha HCs

note -> I wasn't planning on posting today but I needes to write some Jinx HCs I JUST HAD TO!! I LOVE ISHA SO MUCH SHES MY DAUGHTER GUYS!!!

warnings -> none.

content includes -> fluff, Jins is jealous of you giving attention to Isha, found family, mentions of Sevika, Isha sees reader as a mother figure.

You were quite suprised to find your girlfriend being followed around by a small child, a cute girl with short brown hair and big yellow eye's. You immediately fell in love with her, taking you under yours and Jinx's wing.

Jinx disliked the fact that you were paying more attention to the little girl, but she never said anything, she wouldn't admit it but she grew fond of Isha, and Isha idolized you two.

Sevika and Jinx were both shocked when you started acting like a motherly figure to Isha. Jinx didn't really mind it, since she acts more reckless with Isha it's good for both Isha and her to have someone to ground them.

You often scold Jinx for giving Isha her gun to test it out, the two would often go behind your back to do something stupid which always leads to you scolding them, sometimes Sevika

[archangeldyke-all]

For the arranged marriage au I thought it was so funny how readers mom was regretting setting her up with Sevika. Could we see more of that? Like it could be the morning after the last fic you wrote of them and they can barely get any of their responsibilities taken care of bc they’re all over each other and readers mother and sevs father has to keep reminding them 😭

That was just one thought I had so I hope that’s enough to help you out and get ideas flowing!

I LOVE THEM adl;fja;slkdj

men and minors dni

"you are in so much trouble, young lady."

you cringe in your mother's arms, her stern voice still the same after all this time.

sevika's taken you home for your third anniversary. as much as you love zaun, there's no place like home, and you've been dying to show sevika all over your kingdom since you moved to zaun.

you pull away from your hug with your mom to blink up at her. "hello to you too, mom. good to see you after all this time...?" you prompt. she rolls her eyes and pinches your cheek.

"yes, yes, you look amazing, i feel so old, i've missed you dearly. now tell me why the king of zaun has been writing me, begging me to get you under control?" she asks, her pinch on your cheek flying up to your ear.

you cringe and squirm. "mom!" you whine. "he pushes sev around too much, whaddya expect?" you manage to duck out of her pinch, and run into your dad's arms before she can grab you again.

he and sevika are laughing at the sight of the queen disciplining her daughter, and he kisses your throbbing earlobe when you hug him. "hello, dear." he greets. "it's so good to have you back. how long are you staying?"

"six months." sevika replies for you.

your mother groans at her answer.

you only end up staying for three.

about a month into your stay, you sneak sevika out of the palace walls to visit the hot springs you used to frequent as a rebellious teenager.

it takes a few nips of the liquor in the flask you'd brought along to convince her-- but you manage to get sevika to strip down naked with you and go for a swim.

it's magical, swimming and laughing and playing with your wife in the warm water, the moon your only witness.

"so this is what you did for fun growing up?" sevika asks when she's got you in her arms, your arms around her shoulders, your legs around her hips. she holds you easily in the water-- though she doesn't struggle out of the water with this either.

"this, and a whole lotta drinking games." you joke. sevika snorts.

"am i the first girl you ever brought here?" she asks.

you grin, and sevika ducks her head in embarrassment. "are you jealous baby?" you ask.

"'m a fucking princess. you're my wife. 'm not jealous." she mumbles.

you cackle, then swoop in to kiss the frown off her lips. "you're the first girl i ever brought here." you promise. her pout vanishes and she smiles.

"you're just saying that to make me feel better." she accuses. you laugh and nod along, and she groans.

"what the fuck! you brought other women here?!" she whines. your laughs are so loud, a few birds asleep in the trees overhead wake up and fly away. "who are they? i'll kill 'em." she demands.

you kiss your wife. "sev, darling, i was fifteen. we'd stick our feet in and pass a bottle-- i'd be lucky if i got a kiss." you say. she's still pouting, but it's lessening as you speak.

"so... they didn't see you naked?" she asks, her eyes ducking down to take a quick peek at your tits as she speaks. you burst into another round of laughter.

"no, they didn't. they didn't have their hands on my ass like this either." you say, gesturing to the way she's holding you. sevika's pout breaks into a cocky smile as she squeezes your asscheeks, and you giggle.

"fuckin' idiots. i'd've been all over you babe, i promise." she mumbles as she starts to press kisses down your throat. you snort.

"baby-- i've seen the royal portraits from when you were fifteen." you tease. she groans, biting your throat to keep you from speaking. you just tug her hair and continue. "i think you'd've been way too distracted by the stables and horses to give a fuck about skinny dipping."

sevika bites your shoulder and you yelp, and then she glares up at you. "you're never gonna let that go, are you?" she groans.

you giggle and shake your head no.

sevika was obsessed with horses in her adolescence, to the point where she demanded that she be painted alongside all her horses (both real and imaginary) for her fifteenth portrait. it's fucking adorable-- one of your favorite paintings of her in all of zaun. the childlike whimsy in her eyes, the excited grin on her lips, the ridiculous riding uniform that she was quickly outgrowing in the midst of puberty-- it's perfect. you've asked for a minature version to be painted so you can keep it in a locket.

sevika hates it. to distract you from your fond, adoring laughter, she pushes you against a stone, and shoves her tongue down your throat.

it's a pretty good distraction.

you moan, scratching sevika's shoulders in a weak attempt to pull her even closer to you.

just as her hand starts to trail up your thigh toward your cunt, a scandalized gasp rings out, followed by a clatter.

you and sevika jump apart, and then a moment later, sevika jumps in front of your naked body, protecting your naked body from view of your intruder.

only-- it's not an intruder.

it's holy elder reginald, and all his religious gear.

"oh my-- ladies!" he squeaks. you and sevika both cringe and quickly jump out of the water to begin dressing yourselves as reginald turns his back, but continues to shout. "it's the first full moon of spring! it's a holy day! these are holy waters! you are desecrating a landmark sacred to our peo--"

"sorry reggie!" you giggle, pulling your underwear back on and grabbing sevika's wrist. "i-i forgot about the moon magic stuff, zaun's all about the sun!"

this pisses the old man off even more, and you shrink in on yourself as he spins around to gawk at you. "the moon mag-- princess!" he scolds.

behind you, sevika tugs on your grasp. you giggle, then let her pull you back toward the dirt path you'd come in on, both of you sprinting away from the screaming old man, cackling as you run through the forest and back toward your palace.

when you get back to your room, both of you are delirious with laughter and embarrassment, laughing against one another hysterically as you try to kiss.

in the morning, your mother nearly rips your ear off your head with all the pinching she does as she scolds you. it's worth it for the way sevika blushes each time holy elder reginald attends a meeting with her, though.

two months into your visit, sevika almost causes an uprising a small fishing village when the two of you visit.

she doesn't mean to, it's just a cultural miscommunication, but you watched in horror as your wife is offered a precious, sacred scale from the great fish of your nation-- and she pops it in her mouth and starts chewing.

you gasp, choke, and then squeal. "sev, no!"

but, it's too late. she swallowed it. the ancient token of appreciation, acceptance, and leadership-- meant to be worn like a badge of honor-- right down the hatch.

"what, was there a sauce to dip it in or something?" she asks.

you had to put yourself between your wife and the mob of angry old fishermen, waving your hands and promising your people that your wife doesn't know the custom-- that most gifts in zaun are edible-- that, really, if you get to know her, she's very nice.

(then you have to rush her back home to the medic, because her stomach starts acting up and she starts shitting her pants. she spends the rest of the week in the royal infirmary.)

and then, the final straw-- three months into your visit back home, you and sevika attend a ball.

it's meant to be something lowkey and smiple-- there are a few foreign dignitaries visiting, and now that they have no children to raise, your parents are always looking for a reason to have a dance.

a casual affair-- just your family and the nobles, a few merchants, some townspeople who won tickets for a night at the palace in a lottery-- something easy and fun to take place in the courtyard on a lovely spring evening.

but then, he shows up.

sir trent. you grew up with the asshole-- his parents are invaluable consultants to your parents, but he's a worthless dickhead. constantly questioning your parents decisions, acting as if he could rule a country with ease despite the fact that he hasn't worked a day in his life, manipulating and demeaning everyone he meets in an attempt to boost his own ego.

you manage to avoid him most the night, you and sevika dancing and eating and drinking in your own little corner by the rose bushes, wrapped up in each other's eyes-- uncaring of the world around you.

but then he swaggers over, a smirk on his lips as he approaches you. "princess!" he greets.

you and sevika slow to a sway and you nod politely. "sir trent, good to see you."

"'s been a while, huh?" he asks. you nod, then turn back to sevika, assuming the conversation is over. "who's your lady friend?" he asks.

you stop in your tracks, then turn to face him fully, letting go of sevika's hips. "my wife?" you ask.

"oh, is that so?" he asks. you nod, not understanding his line of questioning. "so your parents finally relented to all your..." he waves his hand in your general direction. "stuff."

"my stuff?"

"your bullshit."

"excuse me--" sevika tries to cut in. you hold a hand up, and she stops, her chest just barely brushing your fingers.

"my bullshit?"

"how do the two of you expect to produce an heir?" he asks. "it's a disgrace to the entire royal bloodline."

"a bloodline you are not a part of." you remind him.

he scoffs, and takes a step back, his face turning red in anger. "fuck you."

"you fuckin' wish!" you laugh. trent shivers, and then his voice squeaks as he screams.

"i don't wish, princess, but if you ever need a sperm donor, i'd be willing to bend that wife of yours ov--"

you aren't sure what's happened until your knuckles start stinging.

trent's flat on his back, knocked out cold, his nose bloody. all the party guests have turned to face you, and the music's stopped.

you blink down at your hand, your knuckles bloody, and then you giggle.

oh. you think. i've always wanted to do that.

"...babe?" sevika asks.

you turn around, and sevika breaks into a grin the moment your eyes meet. "are you okay?" you ask, worried about the disgusting things he'd said to her. sevika cackles, and pulls you in for a sloppy kiss.

you vaguely register the conducter counting the band off, and the music starting again. a few hoots and cheers ring out around the courtyard, and you even hear your dad's loud, proud laugh.

when sevika's hand travels down to grab your ass, your mother's eerily loud throat-clear rings out. you both jump away guiltily, and turn to face the queen as she approaches you.

"i'm sorry mom, he w--"

"don't worry, dear, sir trent's always been my least favorite of the nobles." she whispers, kissing your cheek, and reaching out to hold sevika's hand. she sighs, then rolls her eyes. "that being said, i am kicking you two out of my kingdom."

you blink. "what?"

"i ask that you return to zaun before next week-- or i will have you forcibly deported." she says. you blink again.

"what!?"

"dear, if i let you stay any longer, the two of you will cause a fucking war." she says. "i love you. i've missed you. i am so happy you and sevika are happy and in love-- but i simply cannot deal with your mayhem anymore. your ban will be lifted next year, when you will be allowed to visit again for one month. that's it."

your mother turns on her heels and marches away, and you watch her go, shocked.

under your feet, trent starts to groan and blink awake.

beside you, your wife bursts into laughter.

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[starsinmylatte]

Hiiii I just recently discovered your blog and omg your writing is so good?? Damn I’m impressed

Idk if you’re taking requests, if not just take this as a general ask, but I’m obsessed with the idea of Silco and a reader who is like a mother to Jinx after I read that “soft” (i think that was the name?) fic… and I was wondering, how do you think it would get to that point? Surely it must’ve been hard for Silco to accept that this woman would just come into the last drop demanding to see his little devil of a daughter and taking care of her… enemies to lovers much? Anyway… just wanted to hear what are your thoughts in how they would come around to become a couple

Ooooh, thank you so much for reaching out, my darling anon!! I appreciate your sweet compliment so much. It made me smile so much during my crappy week 💜

I���d love to write a longer piece about this (and I absolutely will), so I’ll just leave you with a few thoughts for now!

Here's a link to the Soft fic mentioned in the ask! (it is absolutely NSFW, be warned) If you'd like to be added to my taglist for when I post the full thing, click here

Pairing: Silco x fem!reader

Warnings: None, really. This is SFW with the barest hint of suggestive content at the end

At some point, Silco realizes that he either needs to eliminate everyone from Jinx's past life or he needs to use them to connect with her. This strange, incredibly vexing woman is the strongest link to Jinx's past that she still has.

I'm sure that Jinx has a very hard time in the first few weeks after Silco's takeover. It's a struggle to get her to eat, bathe, and just generally take care of herself. She opens up to Silco some, but to his immense frustration that damned woman just keeps showing up and Jinx instantly calms for her.

Silco still has that choice to make. He can forbid the woman from returning (which she's very unlikely to agree to without force), outright get rid of her, or he can just accept her help and try to manage her involvement in Jinx's life.

I think Silco mulls it over quite a bit, especially when Jinx inevitably shuts him out, and he can't connect with her in any way. Killing the woman would be relatively simple, and maybe Jinx could move past the devastating loss, but he can't stop thinking about how his new daughter curls up in her arms.

Silco tells himself he's just being practical, and maybe he is, but the softness with which the woman holds Jinx is the first small chip in his armor towards her.

She does annoy the hell out of him, though, as the only person who can seemingly defy the most feared kingpin in the undercity. He also finds this more attractive than he'd care to admit, which makes him even more sour about the whole thing.

Meanwhile, the woman continues to just show up unannounced to The Last Drop. In an attempt to gain some form of control, Silco finally just snaps and tells her to come on two specific days of the week. Jinx cheers, the woman smiles at him, and Silco instantly realizes that was probably her plan all along. Damnit.

Continuing on with the soup idea from the fic, I think she and Jinx bake together a lot. Silco may have a hard time getting Jinx to eat at every other time, but the little girl absolutely devours anything the woman makes her.

She always leaves out a plate for Silco, which he doesn't eat after that first night. The first reason is because he's petty and still doesn't want to like the woman, and the second is because Jinx will eat the leftovers.

Sevika absolutely loves her, and so do the rest of Silco's staff because the woman has bribed gifted them all with homemade food. They all know her as a woman with a heart of gold who is fiercely protective of Jinx. She's not a threat Silco couldn't handle if he had to, but Sevika does derive some secret pleasure from how badly the incredibly lovely woman vexes her boss.

The first time Silco loses his temper at her in front of Jinx, the little girl cries, and the woman immediately brandishes a rolling pin at him. The sight makes Jinx break out into a small fit of giggles, and Silco just freezes and walks away, muttering under his breath.

Silco can't stop thinking about her, which frustrates him to no end. She's kind but will stand up to a drug kingpin with a fucking rolling pin, she loves his daughter like her own, and she's annoyingly good at cooking. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she stayed.....

I absolutely do think the more Silco realizes he actually likes the woman, the nastier he behaves towards her. He finds some way to rationalize it, but the truth is that he's trying to manufacture a reason to hate her.

I think it all comes to a breaking point one night after the woman puts Jinx to bed. Maybe the woman tries to make some gesture of goodwill towards Silco before she leaves, but he lashes out at her. It starts a yelling match between the two, and they start getting closer together as the argument grows more heated.......

And this is where I'll leave you ;)

[juliusceasersblog]

Sex and Shimmer

Sevika x fem reader smut

Warnings ⚠️: omega reader x alpha Sevika. Sevika is kind of a stereotypical alpha in the sense of omegas duties. Arranged marriage troupe. Sevika is silcos adopted daughter. Sevika has a c0ck but also boobies.. idk how alpha genitalia works.

Upon walking into the last drop with your parents. The smell of alcohol in the air was prevalent. It was everywhere. Soaked into the floorboards. Seeped into the granite of the counter top.

Or was that shimmer?

As a zaunite. You had been accustomed to many people inhaling, drinking, and injecting shimmer into thier bodies. You'd tried it once too. Never again.

But, you were snapped out of your thoughts by your father's hand patting your shoulder. "Your okay. No one is in trouble. Silco and I just have to.. work something out." Mikahlo, your father explained. Stepping up the stairs as your mother. Miriam followed him in suite.

You were suddenly 10 years old. Skipping the halls of the last drop. Silco, your father's business partner had just come into possession of the last drop. And you had just presented as an omega. Giggles filled your ears as silcos daughter. Sevika ran alongside of you.

She was 2 years older than you and she made it known. She had just presented as an alpha that same year. Gently pressing you against walls and telling you she'd always save you. Because she was an alpha. And you, were an omega. That's all sevika ever seemed to remember about your relationship. That somehow, she was above you. In age, in grade, in school. In your second gender....

You were snapped out of your thoughts by hard and unforgiving footsteps hitting the floor of the last drop. Your head felt like it was moving without permission. You were front facing now as a musky scent hit your nostrils. Sevika stood in the doorframe. Tall and muscular.

"They're talkin' 'bout us. You know that right? About marrying us. So much for free fuckin' will-" the brunette began. Watching you as you slumped into a barstool. You weren't even old enough to drink. 19 and you felt more like 3.

On account that if that was even true. The marriage situation. That your wife would've had so many more experiences than you.

"What happened to hello?" You snapped with a growl. Your throat felt like it was closing as you heard footsteps walking down the stairs. You could feel your scent intensify as you huffed loudly. "You jus' skippin' the formalities now?" You barked at the older woman.

Sevika got quiet as she saw her father exit the staircase. Silco began looking at his daughter. "Sev, your home. I'm glad. Y/n. It's lovely to see you again. I was just telling Sevika that everytime I see you I forget that your a young woman." Silco charmed. Your father and mother nodded with sharp smiles.

"You forget? We're the ones that gotta live with her." Your father joked, earning a small and brief chuckle from sevika. Which caused you to kick the base of one of the stools sevika was one. Plummeting her to the floor as you laughed loudly.

The brunette sat up. Bracing herself as your mother scolded you with her lips pressed in a tight line. Silco waited for sevika to fully sit up before he started to describe what they'd all been talking about.

"Mikahlo ," silco cleared his throat while he went behind the bar quietly. "Why don't you explain the agreement." The older man smirked as he got out shot glasses. He knew what kind of alcohol sevika liked.

"You two are to be married. And I will not hear one word of disapproval or backtalk. I'm looking at you y/n." Your father spoke firmly.

"Fuck off." You snapped. Sevikas head shot in your direction. Had she spoken to silco like that... well- her jaw would've been broken.

"I'm nineteen. I don't need this. And I especially don't need some fucking alpha!" You roared. Standing up and snatching the bottle of whiskey that silco had been pouring from. Before stomping out of the building.

Leaving the alpha, your parents. And her father. By the time they'd left. It was still happening. This was one situation you were not getting out of.

You'd given up getting drunk. Going home after not long of walking around the streets of zaun as a female unmarked omega. Going home and seeing white dresses draped over couches in protective bags. You'd thrown the alcohol on top of the bags with a loud crash of the glass. Going up to your room.

You'd woken up to a soft rapping at the door. Sitting up and groaning. You looked at your calender. Which had been drawn on. The 27th. Which was in 2 days. Had small handwriting. Your father's.

Y/n and Sevika's wedding.

You'd kicked your wall again with a thud. A picture frame had fallen off the wall. You and sevika along with silco and your father. You left it on the floor. With your dignity as you opened the door. A small drool mark was on your chin. You wiped it off and smoothed your hair down.

Dark eyes met your own. Growling as you looked sevika up and down. She was in nicer apparel. "Were looking at places. Get dressed. Not something slutty." She snarked. Moving you and looking at your clothes. Picking out a dark purple sundress.

"Nothing I havent seen before." She snarked. You began to strip your clothes off behind a changing wall you had in your room. Sevika began to pick out your Jewelry and shoes. "There." She smirked. Sitting on your unmade bed. "So. Tomorrow we have a rehearsal dinner and ceremony." She explained.

You laughed as you walked out. Going into your bathroom and applying deodorant, and your makeup routine. Combing your hair. Styling it a bit nicer than you normally would. All the while. Sevika watched. "Get my jewelry from my bes side table." You said sharply. Meanwhile. Sevika leaned against the wall and yawned. Whistling a small tune. "Please." You urged with a huff.

"Good omega." She praised as you growled. Shoving her out of the way with your arms. Grabbing it yourself. "Your heat is soon." Sevika hummed. "How the fuck would you know that?!" You retorted while you struggled to put on a necklace. Which sevika saved the day by clipping it from behind you.

"Don't call me that." You snapped while you pulled away. Slipping your shoes off as you looked at her with deep eyes. Full of lust, hatred , resentment. "Kiss me." You whispered. "Thought you hated me." She smirked.

"I do." You whispered as you leaned up. Kissing her lips softly. Grabbing her by the back of her neck. She put her hands on uour waist. Massaging your hips. Rough hands. Her hands.

"Fuck-" You shuttered while she let her hands slid with a groan. "Your such a fuckin' brat." She moaned while you climbed onto your bed. A sharp knock upon the door. "Ladies?" Slico called. "Are you almost ready." He asked.

And silco, an omega. Knew what a alpha and omega's pheromones intertwining smelt like.

The four of you had gone down to the nicer part of zaun. Her arm around your waist as you gently flipped through your magazine with color schemes for weddings. You were leaning towards purple and grey.

The alpha kept you close until you'd walked into a store with dresses. "We have to get one of these now?" You asked with a groan. Sevika looked down at you with stern eyes. "Enough of the whining." She snapped as you pressed your palm against the door. Walking in while you pulled against her. Bumping into silco. "Sorry-" you said quietly while sevika pulled you closer.

"I'll pick some out. I have a suit at home. Dad knows which one I'm talkin' about." Sevika said. Nodding in silcos direction as the older man nodded.

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After dresses upon dresses. Including one suit. You'd found one that suited you nicely. It was a champagne color with big sleeves. A nice dress. It helps that when you came out sevika had to adjust her posture. The wet patch on her pants becoming visible.

The three of you were suddenly sitting down in the last drop. "Where's the rehearsal dinner?" You asked while sevika pulled you onto her lap further. "Your standing in it. And where the wedding is going to be. Dad's boyfriend is going to help clean the place up."

"Silco has a boyfr- you have a boyfriend!?" You asked with a shocked look. Watching the father and daughter interact. "His name is Vander. And we have been together for - well.. longer than you've both been alive." Silco smiled. Looking down at his feet.

"Enough now-" Vander said. A tall, muscular man smiled as he walked through the doors. "Is this the blushing bride to-be?" Vander smiled as he walked into the bar. He had a large box in his arms.

"Did you look for places?" Vander asked while pressing lips to silco's own. Pecking his lips while he walked behind the bar. Setting the box down.

"Sevika already found one." Silco smiled while hw looked at his daughter with a hum.

"She didn't mention it." You seemed to snap harshly. Looking at sevika as you kicked her foot. "What the hell- of things are supposed to work out - then how are we going to marry eachother?" You snapped.

"Shh. Let me do this. Just stop freakin' out-" sevika whispered. Looking at you as the Two of you began to walk. Standing up and going outside. "Hey. Better late than never." Sevika yawned. In regards to your apartment situation.

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The next day seemed to fly by faster than you could describe. Now, it was the 27th. You were supposed to be getting married. To her. Sevika. The two of you. Throughout these past few days. The two of you had recounted adventures of your childhood. Middle school. And even your high school years.

And now, as your mother helped you into your dress. Your hair was being pinned up in every which way and you were finally zipped up. You insisted on doing your own makeup. "Let's get you downstairs. The venue looks ready nice. They did a good job." Your father explained. "Everyone's ready. Sevika is ready." He teased while he peeped open the door.

"God. I guess I am." You smiled as your mother fled down the stairs to sit down. "Let's go-" You smiled as you felt your father press his palm against your arm. You were getting married. Married. After today you were hers. You belonged to her.

And then you were standing across front hern your heart was in your throat and her dark eyes shown into yours. Sevika had said "I do " already. Now it was your turn. "Do you. Y/n, blah, blagh, blah." Incoherent words fe from the officiants lips. Of course. You felt like you were high. But before you knew it. "I do." Tumbled from your lips.

And then a ring was pressed on your finger. A ring slid onto her own. A soft kiss. Not like the one before. The one that had left you flustered and a nervous wreck.

Sevika nearly carried you down the aisle. You needed to get drunk. Or high. Either or would've been good. Congratulations and praise was flowered upon the two of you. There wasn't even a cake for the two of you. People began to file out. Looking up at sevika. And then down at the floor. Something. Shimmering beneath the floorboards caught your eye.

Bending down in your dress and shoes. You tried to brace the floorboards apart. But not before being yanked up by sevika. "Don't go looking for things that'll get you in trouble 'mega." Sevika taunted.

Vander made dinner shortly after everyone had left. Including your parents. Your mother had gotten particularly drunk in her escapades to climb onto Vander after the ceremony.

Now , ask that was left to do was go home. For you and sevika anyway. You two didn't stick around and helpsevika's 4 step siblings clean up. 'Vanders strays.' Sevika lovingly called them.

After all, you two needed to consummate the marriage. And , after going into your new home for who knows how long. You'd realized all your stuff had been moved. Who did this? One of Silco's henchmen? Vanders kids?

It didn't matter anymore. You were hers. All your life that had been your worst fear. Ending up a pregnant omega. Married to a peice of shit alpha. But, sevika didn't seem like a complete peice of shit. Although she was a bit old fashioned in the sense of an omegas duties.

Sevika approached you. Her hands on his hips and stepping towards you. "That was nice." She commented while she moved her hands in your direction. Holding your hips now.

You'd begun to strip your dress in attemps to distract sevika from touching you further. When you guys had kissed the last time. You got a bit too carried away. Lingering touches , hot and heavy kisses seemed to make you all the more turned on.

You shook all thoughts out of your head. Looking up at the brunette as you moved your hands down your body. Unzipping your dress. Stepping out of your dress. "Can I help you?" You asked with a growl to your voice.

Sevika laughed bitterly. Looking at you with a smirk. "Oh, I think you can." The alpha hummed out. Grinning down at you. "On the bed. Ass up. Do as your told. I'll make it worth your while." Sevika snapped. Crashing her metal hand against your ass.

Earning a yelp from you as you nodded. Your head was moving on its own. Your just lucky she didn't use her alpha voice on you.

Making your way to the bed as you took off your underwear off. Flicking them into some unknown crevice of the apartment. Whining as you situated yourself on the bed.

Two cold hands grasped at your hips. You were ass up and couldn't see for shit. One felt metallic and the other felt like flesh as her nails gripped into your hips. Raking a moan from your lips as she led a finger through your aching folds.

Licking the slick from her finger as she hummed in approval. "Your a virgin then?" She asked with a smirk. "Fuck off. Of course in a virgin." You mumbled from above the comforter.

"Hope you adjust to 9 inches easily." Sevika teased. "Sev- I'm scared- I don't know if I can handl-" you began to speak as you arched into her touch.

"We can stop whenever you want. I'm not sure monster. I wouldn't do anything to you if your didn't want it. We can go slow. 'Kay?" Sevika purred. She seemed to be so good with words.

"Mhm.." You whispered. Looking back at her once as you felt her tip pressing into your core. Earning a sharp hiss from you. Sevika gently patted your hip. "Good girl-" sevika groaned as she slowly continued to sink her girth into you.

"Your the tightest I've ever been in.'' Seviks groaned to herself. Biting her lip as you cried our. It felt like you were being split open. But it had to feel somewhat good. Eventually? Right?

You'd known you'd taken her full length when sevikas hips met against the warm flesh of your ass. Biting your lip as you stifled tears. You could do this. For her. You could do anything for her.

Sevika led her hand down to your dripping cunt. Gently pressing tight circles to your clit. Earning moans and cries from you as she continued to ram into you from behind. Eventually, going as far as mating you.

Her teeth and canines sinking into your shoulder as you threw your head back crying. It was all too much. Her fingers on your clit. Her cock in your pussy. And now. Youu shooting cum onto her cock.

Sevika came deep inside of you. Silco was always giving her shit. About how Vander wanted grandkids. I guess they got thier wish now. Pulling out of your shaking body as you flipped over.

Straddling sevika as you took what was yours. Sinking your teeth deep in her neck. At one point. Drawing blood as she threw her head back. You pulled away and flopped on the bed.

"Sevika?" You mumbled while pressing yourself against her tall and muscular frame.

"Yes?" She asked. Her strong arms enveloping you.

"I love you." You finally whispered. Feeling your eyes flutter shut as you pressed your face into her toned chest.

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#I really hope this does well. #i struggle to write

[nyctophiliq]

AHHHH can you do arcane milfs and reader with age gap? Like maybe something that explores how they feel about being older than reader. Thanks<3

✮ — 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐏 ; cassandra kiramman, ambessa medarda, enforcer grayson, renata glasc, sevika

content warning. afab! reader, sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, age gap, mention of suggestive themes(?), characters are worried, and the reader is a bit oblivious to it

moss' notes. this is such an amazing idea, moss wants to kiss the anonie on the lips (only if anonie lets moss ofc) another note, moss doesn't think they did justice so they might just come back to this later :)

— CASSANDRA...

it wasn't uncommon between her peers to fool around with a much younger partner, to crave the companion of a young person so they themselves can feel a little younger. she sees it as a normal thing in the world, back then in the older days there were teenagers marrying men in their fifties and up, nowadays that doesn't happen but it's somehow still there in a much healthier way.

it doesn't bother her but the ill talks about your relationship fuel her anger. those nights she has a hard time going to sleep, rambling about how it doesn't matter, that they are lies, and that the two of you will never end up like all her comrades do.

x "no matter the gossip, no matter the looks, i love you with all my heart my darling, nothing can change that."

— AMBESSA...

at first, she wouldn't be too worried about the age gap between the two of you, giving no special thought to it because she had plenty of girls as young as her own daughter or even younger before. but when she thinks about having a family, a long life with you the fearless warlord can't help but be scared of what is to come. she had never really thought about her own mortality, she decided if death is to take her to battler then she will be pleased, but with you in the picture, she is not sure if she would like that either.

x "i live in great fear now with you by myself, but i don't dread it, i just hope it will ease. i love you, my dearest y/n."

— GRAYSON...

she can't, she faces so many dirty people on her job, people who take advantage of younger people and call them stupid just because of the age gap is just unacceptable in her opinion. she has a hard time accepting her feelings for you, struggling every step of the way and even now that you have been together for a while she still feels that she needs to apologize if she has ever made you feel like you were just a pretty young thing, a toy that she could use as she pleased. she begged for your forgiveness if she made you feel like that, crawling on her knees in front of you. it is a heartbreaking sight to see someone like her be in such a wrong space of mind.

x "i hope you know that i would never treat you differently just because you are younger, that i don't see you as something to play with, but i see you as my life... i'm sorry."

— RENATA GLASC...

renata might be even more worried about the years between the two of you than anyone else. she hates to think that you might feel that she is too old for you or you are too young for her, that because she is already successful in her line of work she will never appreciate the small things you achieve before the big ones roll in. she wants you to feel equal next to her, to not think that at any given time she is trying to use that horrible line that mothers use, the "i am older than you, i know better, i know what's right for you and me" - she might know more than you, but isn't to say that you are not smarter than her in other topics.

x "we are equal, regardless of our age or knowledge, i love you despite anything they say. i want you for who you are, not because of what you are, my sweetheart."

— SEVIKA...

sevika isn't immune to the worry that comes with the age gap between the two of you, but she takes it less seriously than the others. she has accepted the fact that she has little control over who she falls in love with, who makes her heart flutter and make her realize that she doesn't need to be a god for someone to love her, that she can be human and you would find her nothing but lovely. she thinks very little of how the years between the two of you would affect your relationship.

x "you and i are a team, nobody can take us on, they just have to deal with it."

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[liciapeonia]

sleepover

jinx x reader

end for you to reflect on

Summary to understand this world: In this reality eJinx is certainly daddy's little girl and like a father who pampers his daughter he'll let her sleep over at her best friend's house but know that she'll arrive at 8pm sharp and leave at 8am if she's late there won't be anything else at his house but hers.

sleepover in Jinx house

They were more common when you were very young, possibly from childhood to early teens.

You lived together as if you had been born together and when Jinx came up with the idea of a sleepover you were very excited.

Silco didn't like the idea at first, but he knew that it wouldn't change little Jinx's mind, so it was better for her to stay in the same house as him so that he could keep an eye on her, As a child, it was all very spontaneous. Jinx used to call you and you just needed to tell your mother.

In Jinx's room, there were lots of cushions, lots of candies, lots of toys, and you would spend the night playing, making up scenarios of you being a princess or a gangster out to get some money.

In Jinx's room, there were lots of cushions, lots of candies, lots of toys, and you would spend the night playing, making up scenarios of you being a princess or a gangster out to get some money.

Sevika always showed up to complain that you were annoying and making too much noise and after she complained and left, you guys laughed because you were really trying to annoy her.

If you're still very excited, even if it's 3 in the morning, Silco will appear, take away all the sweets, and turn off the lights, telling you to go to sleep.

Even if he turned everything off, there was always a flashlight that you used to tell horror stories, but when you got really tired and were about to fall asleep. Jinx would pull you into the same bed as hers so that you could sleep side by side with only your hands intertwined.

Then the next day you would help her tidy her room and say goodbye without even eating breakfast because Mr. Silco seems to have had enough of you around his daughter.

Sleepover at your house

You're already an adolescent and Mr. Silco lets his daughter off the hook a bit more, your parents started traveling more and you could stay with your best friend.

The princess games have been replaced by long school gossip now Jinx has huge hair and you're the only one allowed to do various hairstyles on it

You keep stuffing yourselves with sweets, you help Jinx with the nails because you know they're chipped.

Doing make-up on each other, she just jumps on your lap, puts her hands on your cheeks and says “I'm going to try something I saw on the internet, okay?” and all you can do is accept it.

Of course, even when you're older, you're going to do something stupid, maybe try to create a homemade gun with deodorant and fire, or you might have thrown some stuff out of the window and hit the neighbor's car.

You watch a lot of movies all night long you love the horror ones but when you have to go into the dark kitchen to get something the situation is a bit complicated but don't worry jinx will bring his homemade firearm to protect you against some crazy clown.

The pillow fights are epic, but they end because suddenly a hot and messy ambiance leaves a different atmosphere in the air.

When they're too tired, they put on a soft movie romance to watch and lie down, now not side by side, but practically pressed together, Jinx with her face on your chest or on your neck, one of her legs possessively on top of you, her hands around your waist.

You're best friends and of course, you tell each other all the news...

jinx and you are lying down watching some movies but not really focused on it because you always end up talking and leaving the movie aside.

“Hey Jinx, you know that boy who sends me flowers on Valentine's Day?” you say, catching her eye.

she snorts slightly ''I know, he's all right with his little suitcase''

''yeah yeah yeah anyway after history class he called me into a corner and we ended up kissing'' you say looking into her big eyes not exactly excited or sad with a certain expectation of the reaction jinx would have

''seriously'' she says indifferently

“Yeah, but I don't know, it was weird, I don't think I liked the kiss, and then he started rubbing his hands all over me... and I just felt bad that he was rubbing my ass and I stopped everything... I don't know, I freaked out... I don't think he'll ever look me in the face again.” you say, putting your hand to your face and blushing a little.

Jinx's eyes seemed to be more animated, her eyes were big and shining with a certain happiness that it hadn't come to a ''close'' moment with this boy ''Seriously, toots. '' 'Oh, that's too bad, but you wouldn't want to have anything to do with him either, he was disgusting'' she said, putting her head back on your chest with a happy smile.

“Besides... I kind of like someone'' you say calmly looking at your cell phone and for a few minutes, Jinx is totally tense, standing still.

“Could I know who it is? I've never heard anything about you being in love with someone” she shrugs, letting go of her tits and lying down on the cushion so that she can look you in the eye.

You look at her with great fear, excitement, and passion “It's you” looking like you've let a 200kg weight fall off your chest.

[lolita-lollipop]

YANDERE SILCO X READER X (kinda jinx)

Silco loves you,

That was quite known among the entire undercity, even before he had taken you to his compound, he always had sevika following you around when you worked in those factories, which alone was enough to make people scared of you. He deposited money in your account when he thought you were getting too thin, or he would secretly intercept any letters you would send to your mother complaining that you always felt like you were being watched

So when you were fired from your job completely on the random, he knew he had to take this opportunity. Jinx loved you, and she wanted you just as much as he did, so it was only natural.

You should've known better when you got an offer from Silco to work in his house the second you were fired, but you had been far too distraught over your current lack of employment. You especially should've known better when the letters kept coming from him even after you'd thrown out the first one.

Eventually, you had found that no one else was willing to hire you, which was such a surprise, as a woman, usually every business in the undercity wanted you as their own, having a good looking little thing like yourself attracted so much business. So when you went looking for a job, any job, and no one was even willing to let you in their building? You had become desperate.

So, you had to accept. You didn't know where to find the man, but generally you associated

The leaders of the undercity with that bar, the one your mother used to go to all the time. The Last Drop, When you had shown up, the loud club went silent. Immediately you were brought to his office, where he had a very personal conversation about what you would be doing for him.

It was simple really, he had known that if he hired you with no purpose you would grow suspicious, even fearful, so he simply told you that the head maid at his house lost her assistant, and she needed to train you into becoming a good little housemaid to help her.

And with what he was willing to pay you? Which by the way was far more than the head maid was being paid, you were more than willing to live here under the bar with him and his daughter.

Of course, his reputation precedes him and jinx, so you were more than scared of them, you avoided them like they were plague rats. On the occasion the head maid would send you up to bring him a cigar or some disgustingly fermented kind of alcohol, she knew what he thought of you, and she knew that the more he saw you, the higher her pay would be.

He watched you every day from the secret windows he had all across the place, and he had jinx and his head maid and savika take tabs on you, jinx had almost befriended ou at this point, after all she did know sooner or later you would end up being her little sister, she could be what Vi wasn't.

Usually, with the pay motivation, he would notice that cute little pep you had in your step everyday, wearing that little maid getup was so adorable, especially since it was made just for you. Of course when you were his he would dress you in the finest silks and linens, you didn't belong in the undercity, and he would make sure to dress like it. Generally you were very happy to do your job, a pleasant smile adorning your face.

Which was why today was so odd. You had woken up and gotten dressed as usual, but the maid had reported that you had stayed groggy all morning, and when Jinx had talked to you, you looked like you were about to cry. It was just so strange of you, even when you worked in that miserable factory while making only 2 cents an hour, you had always been so sweet, so happy.

That's why he was so worried about you today. He watched you bustle slowly in the kitchen, you had large dark circles and your nose had begun to sniffle, you were slouching heavily, and you let out the occasional cough. You looked bad. The last straw for him was watching you begin to doze off with a knife in your hand while chopping vegetables for breakfast.

You tensed up when he walked into the kitchen, but continued doing what the head maid had told you to do. She had made sure you wouldn't be too tense around silco by making you be around him every so often. Did Not make you any less fearful, you knew what he was capable of.

He watched you work, recording in his mind how out of sorts you'd begun to appear, your eyes were sagging closed on occasion, and your hands were shaking like you were freezing, even though it was perfectly warm in the kitchen. You were sick. That much was obvious, it only made sense, as there was some kind of flu going through piltover, and whatever illness happened there spread here, and it was always worse here.

“Are you feeling alright dear? You look… unwell” The scary man questioned in that scratchy voice of his that you'd grown quite fearful of by now. THe question itself made you perk up immediately, you didn't think you looked so bad, it brought fear to you, at your old work if they believed you were not in the right condition to earn them the most money it was very likely you would be fired… or beaten. You didn't think this man was above that.

“Yes sir. I’m just a little tired today.” you replied, continuing chopping the onion, this morning you chose to ignore the little tears it made you shed, not wanting to look weak in front of him. He rolled his eyes and watched as you fumbled with the knife, the head maid shouldn't be letting you do this on your own, especially since it would be so easy to just chop a finger off.

“I don't think you should be handling knives in your state darling, and you look far more than tired” He condescended, leaning over on the counter and watching you as you almost nicked yourself.

“No sir, I’m alright, I can work- I swear” you practically begged him, and continued your task for the head maid, you weren't really sure if doing this with him was okay, you weren't disobeying him, but it just felt wrong.

In a matter of seconds he was behind you, he had moved so swiftly that you hadn't even noticed his hands snaking under your arms, or his chest pressing against your back. It startled you, and It obviously didn't help that you weren't fully aware of yourself, as you were sick.

“I said, put the knife down, I wasn't asking. You are ill” He squeezed you and pulled the knife from your hands, tossing it to the side. It made a sharp clanging noise, he would have a talk with the maid about her letting you deal with such dangerous things, she knew not to. You turned around, only to let a sharp little gasp out, you hadn't realized the close proximity you were in with him at the moment, you barely talked to him, and this, this was more than you'd ever touched your own mother, let alone silco.

“I will call the doctor, you won't be working today”

You stared up at him, and he stared right back down at you, practically daring you to try and keep working, you didn't though, only stared, a little bit in fear, a little bit in anxiety for what he was going to do next. Nobody had ever showed this much concern over your wellbeing, with a sniffle you began to tear up.

You didn't even know why you were reacting this way to him, it was just so abnormal, so strange. But you just felt so drawn in by the way he looked at you, the way he looked like he actually cared, the way he held you. He was supposed to be the most dangerous man in the undercity.

It only took a few seconds for little tears speckling your eyes to turn into large awful globes of water flowing freely from your own. The more he looked at you the more you found yourself crying, it was embarrassing really. You just stood there crying as he stared down, his arms wrapped around you.

“I-I’m sorry sir i don't know- I don't know why this is happening, I-I think i might be a little sick I’m sorry I-” you stuttered out through your own heavy breathing, trying to explain anything and everything. His gaze slowly softened, and he held you tighter, you noticed.

“Do not apologize, usually I’m less understanding, but you- you're quite the exception” As he spoke his voice drew out any anger or sadness you had towards your old life, your old family, the life before you met him. His words only made your cries harder. Silco noticed the maid walk in from the corner of his eye, and then walk right back out after seeing whatever was happening here.

“I think it's time to reconsider your title here, darling”

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The next morning, Savika wasn’t surprised to find you sleeping in Silcos lap, dressed in a pale blue-silk nightgown as he did his morning work.

Savika wasn't surprised to see you wearing a diamond necklace with an S engraved on it

And she certainly wasn't surprised that Silco seemed to be in a much better mood.

After all…

Silco loves you.

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My daddy issues are screaming rn fr.

Anyone else just watch a show and then obsessively want to write like 30 fics on it? Just me? Ok nevermind.

Anywayyyyyy. If you have any ideas for little gay things with Vi or Jinx please be my guest, my inbox is open for those.

ANYWAY THANK YOU FOR READING I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH HAVE A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL DAY TODAY.

[kittenpawscute]

hello! I just wanna say I REALLY love your writings. And I'd like to send a request too! So, what about the arcane ladies fall in love with a single mother!reader?? It's okay if you're not able to do it! (or perhaps you've done it before)

Thanks for reading this message, much love xoxoxo ♡

Okay I have no idea how this will go but I will try my best xxx

You and Sevika met in Last drop, you were working behind the bar, trying to earn some money for you and your kid. When this guy started being a total jerk, first trying to get you to sleep with him then name-calling you and spilling his drink on you once you refused. As soon as the physical threats started, Sevika showed up and put him in his place. While you have seen her a few times before, you never really talked. Her being so gentle with you, making sure you're alright to finish your shift almost made you think it was a different person. She even went as far as giving you one of her shirts she had upstairs in case she had to change because of her clothes being stained by blood. Next few weeks she tried to keep herself closer to the bar, telling herself it's just to make sure no one tries shit like that again. Until you two got to talk more. She adored how strong you were, considering that in the Undercity anyone who wasn't capable of protecting themselves were taken as an easy target, especially with a child.

Even though you were a teacher in the school Caitlyn went to, you and Cassandra didn't really meet, as she never really came to pick up Caitlyn. However the little girl started acting strangely, mostly quiet, never really playing with the kids. While you didn't really want to pry into it, knowing that she was one of the quiet ones of the class. Your daughter (let's say daughter) started noticing Caitlyn acting strangely as well. Once when her father came to pick her up, you requested for (preferably) both parentsto come see you some time during the week to discuss her strange behavior. Next day you got an invite from Cassandra herself inviting you to dinner to discuss it. While it seemed strange to discuss it by dinner you didn't mind and went along with it. It was a chance to bring out one of your more formal dress after all. (You pick)

While Cassandra was already interested in you from the way Caitlyn described you while telling her parents about her day. Seeing you in person got her hooked. She couldn't help but he fascinated by your intelligence and she was more then glad that she planned the dinner while her husband is away. After you two talked about Caitlyn and how she's doing in school she couldn't help but ask you more about yourself and your life. By the end of the dinner she was determined to get to know you better and maybe grow closer to you.

You were a very talented and known artist in Piltover, meaning that you having your own display in the local gallery wasn't anything surprising. What was surprising was the little girl walking across the building with stars in her eyes. While her mommy had to welcome the guests, she was able to roam the gallery as she's been there many times before. Mel was adoring the various paintings scattered across the walls, she didn't unexpectedly ran into your daughter who wasn't paying attention to where she walked. Not like she complained. She was impressed by the little girls intelligence and manners, considering how young she was. And soon you showed up, causing Mel to feel like a child in a candy store. For a while she's been adoring your work, so meeting you was an honor to her. And (of course) unable to resist Mel's charm, you accepted her invitation to dinner, your little Star included.

As she hasn't seen you since her teenage years due to her imprisonment, you could imagine her shock when she found out you had a daughter. Of course the crush she had on you all those years ago suddenly hitting her again like a train was nothing you or your daughter would miss. But even through the time she was away from you, you two caught up very quickly, and your daughter absolutely loves Vi. Not once did you come home from work to see them cuddled up or having a play fight. Those usually ended with Vi on the floor being "punched" until your daughter noticed you were standing in the doorway.

A/N: Hii! So I was thinking I could turn either Cassandra's or Sevika's into a mini series! Maybe even both considering that there aren't enough Cassandra stories out there. Either way I hope you enjoyed and don't forget to drop some suggestions <33

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Could I have some hc’s or something for Sevika with an older teen reader? Maybe they started working together and then fell into a sort of found family trope?

Thank you<3

(Hey, just finished it so here ya go, Enjoy!!)

FOUND FAMILY

Sevika was a well known woman in the Undercity

She was Silco's right hand man after all

So it was a shocker when she took in a seventeen year old kid under her wing

Not Jinx

You

But it didn't happen naturally or instantly

It took a while just for her to get used to you

You had been hired by Silco, you were smart as hell and knew how to fight

You were known a bit too, had a name for you and you spit attitude back at Silco

That's what caught his attention towards you, with your gadgetry he also took notice of

So he hired you

You were close with Jinx too, bothered the old man together

You were put on Sevika's team, mainly to help with your gadgets against the firelights

Sevika didn't particularly like you

But she didn't hate you, kinda neutral about you

After a while when she was used to you, she took a small liking to you

You had a big mouth, liked talking back and would bicker with her on a basis

You reminded her of her younger sister

But you weren't that close, until she found you one day scruffed up

You had gotten into a fight, got hurt pretty bad from it

Sevika spent a lot of time with you, you hung around with lots of adults and acted as one yourself

She often forgot you were just a kid

Who was a victim of the burden of being born in the Undercity

So when she found you, sitting on a crate trying to disinfect and bandage a pretty bad wound from your fight, she helped you

She took the small bottle of disinfect and the bandage and helped you

She was silent the whole time

But you appreciated it, thanking her in a small voice after she helped you

She then held her hand out to you, which you took

Before she was Sevika, the right hand man to Silco, at the top of the food chain with a well known name

What a lot of people didn't know was this

Before she was all that, she was just Sevika

A daughter to a single father in the Undercity, who was picked on and name called by idiots when young

She had anger issues, stole to survive a lot which got her in her fair amount of trouble

She got into fights, usually winning but ended up losing some too

Who had a little sister who was taken too soon from her by idiot, drunk Piltover citizens with names to protect them

You reminded her of who she used to be, and what she lost

And she pitied that

So she took you in, saying "Stick with me kid, learn a thing or two"

And you did

She helped you with your fighting, helping train you

She eventually unofficially moved you into her place

The Undercity was rough but living alone as a sixteen year old in the Undercity was harder

Your lives were then filled with missions, together on a daily basis

Breakfast in the morning

Her ruffling your hair as a way to say she was proud of you

Her small, short hugs

And your bickering with her to which she found amusement in

Photos of you both lined your home now

Whenever you had a problem with someone she took care of it

You never had to ask for it

She just did it

And you found it funny a lot when the one you had a problem with came to you and basically begged for you to tell your mom to leave them alone

"Your mom"

You never thought of it that way

Never did she

But you liked the idea of her as your mother

The first time she ever actually called you her kid was when a goon on her team was giving you a hard time

They were in your face, yelling at you about how you were just as stupid kid who didn't know anything

Just because you made a small mix up on a mission

It reminded you of your birth parents

How small you felt when being yelled at

That's when Sevika walked into the bar and saw what was going on, your face was to the floor focused on your shoes

The goon was yelling at you, and at one point harshly poked the side of your head

You looked up, making eye contact with Sevika and she saw your small tears

She was instantly angered

Storming over quickly and pushing the guy away from you, putting herself in between you both

She got in his face, saying "stay the fuck away from my kid"

And "that if they had a problem with you to go to me"

The goon was terrified, quickly nodding and getting out of the bar as soon as possible

Sevika watched him go before turning to you

You looked at her with wide eyes, some awe and shock on your face

She didn't even process it before you hugged her, your arms around her waist tightly as you closed your eyes

She was stiff for a few moments before slowly placing her arm on your back and wrapping the other around you

You didn't think she saw you as her kid, but you were happy she did

As you grew up you obviously get more independent

But not from Sevika

She was still your mom after all

An S/o? Nope, you're still her kid

Stuck with her forever now

No matter how far away you move from her

She's always gonna find a way to be with you

She's always checking up on you

But sometimes she doesn't even have to

On random days she'll be sitting on her couch at home

Then she'll hear the door open and she knows who it is

You then come in, complaining about your day, at this point your probably in your 20's

You drop on the couch, your head in her lap as you just ramble on

She finds it funny

She loves it though

She'll never regret taking you in

You're now her kid, never gonna change

No matter how many arguments

Or how much you grow up

She'll always be there

[cherryrehab]

Cocca di Mamma

Silco x Reader + lil Jinx | SFW | AO3 | One Shot

You enjoy teaching your baby girl your mother tongue even though somebody's beginning to feel left out. Dedicated to the ever-talented @sherwood-forests

A lot of kid Jinx content because she's my baby girl and i love her.

Reader is from wherever in Runeterra you want her to be but the second language used is Italian. You don't need to know it for the fic to make sense.

On days like this you cannot believe your luck. A ray of light is peeking through the gaps of gauzy net curtains, landing on your daughter's round face. You bend over the bedframe and reach your hand to push away a long, long lock of blue from her forehead. Jinx is only 9, but your first meeting feels like a century ago.

When Silco hired you five years earlier you couldn't imagine you'd be here even in your most feverish of dreams. Sevika had plucked you off the street, claiming that you were being severely underpaid at your job and that she knew a place that'd pay you what you were worth.

Then, after a month of consistent work, and frankly much better compensation, Silco had introduced himself to you, daughter in hand. You'd quickly fallen in love with them both, and had gotten foolishly close to his girl.

Everyday you waited for a reprimand for getting so close, too close. For usurping his place. But it never came.

Instead, he spent his time looking at you and Jinx interacting with a longing you didn't want to name but couldn't deny also felt. When Jinx invited you to join their lunches and dinners, Silco capitulated. When she began looking for you after her nightmares, he offered you room and board so you could be closer to her.

Evidently, playing house for so long and so often was too much for the both of you. One night, after you'd sung Jinx to sleep you caught Silco leaning on the doorway, watching you both.

The sharp planes of his face had gone soft with tenderness, his unscarred eye damp—though you knew better than to say anything. Heart burning, chest aching, you'd exhaled a ragged sigh.

"Silco—"

"I know."

That's all there was to say. You'd never spent another night apart since.

"Buongiorno, signorina." Jinx squirms and whines and you have to supress a smile.

"Come on, stellina," your daughter sticks her tongue out and tries tugging her thin blanket over her head but you pull it away.

"Dai, dai, fragolina," you slowly begin rubbing her warm shoulder. "Who's gonna annoy your father if we don't get up?"

Jinx opens her eyes and squints at you. Gotcha.

...

Since your permanent move to Silco's residence above the Last Drop family breakfasts have become something of a fixture in your household.

"Jinx, stop playing with your food."

"But I hate eggs," she groans and sticks her tongue out at her plate. You chuckle at Silco's exasperated look.

"Then why would you ask your mother to make them?" It's sweet when he comes to your defense. Almost as if he feels guilty that Jinx has inherited his irrational stubbornness.

"It's alright, piccola. You don't have to eat it if you don't like it," you say softly. Jinx's eyes cut to you, then to the side. Slowly, she begins shoveling eggs into her mouth and Silco's incredulity is almost palpable.

"Done," Jinx mumbles and pushes her plate towards you. The girl scrambles out of her chair so quickly you're scared she'll fall. As she reaches the doorway her father calls her.

"Jinx, aren't you forgetting something?"

She groans and trudges back over to her chair, and you get up and come closer to her. From your wrists you produce two pink hairties, each adorned with glittery, plastic baubles. Jinx had begged her father for them, a purely theatrical gesture as she knows he'd give her the damn moon if she mentioned its beauty in passing.

Deftly, you separate your daughter's hair down the middle and begin braiding her locks. It's gotten longer, and no matter what you or Silco say she refuses to cut it. So, this is the only option left—lest she burn it all off in her makeshift lab.

"All done. You're free to go, principessa." Jinx turns in her chair and looks up at you with her big baby blues. Every look in her eyes reinforces a truth buried in your marrow; you'd kill for her. She reaches her skinny hands towards your neck and gives you a dangerously tight hug.

Jinx bounces off the chair and heads for the door like she's being chased.

You sigh and approach Silco, grabbing his empty plate.

"I don't know how you do it," he shakes his head. His salt and pepper hair hangs loose around his face and sways with the movement. Too early for pomade.

Your eyes glimmer. You know exactly what he's talking about.

"Do what?" He huffs childishly, and rolls his eyes. Since getting together you've been commited to making sure those beautiful eyes of his get a daily workout.

"That," Silco motions at Jinx's empty plate. "How do you convince her to do that?"

One hand holding his empty plate, the other braced on the back of his chair, you crane your neck and gently kiss his forehead. Silco sighs deeply, like you've taken the weight of the world off his shoulders.

"Oh, caro mio, no one can guilt trip like a mother."

His lips are twitching, and you know the lovestruck look in his shiny teal eye is mirrored in yours.

...

In the evening, a little before dinnertime, you knock on Jinx's door. It's lovingly vandalized with flourescent monkeys and chickens and nonsense doodles. Silco had told her she was Zaun's greatest living artist but you knew he was internally grieving the ruined mahogany.

"Come in!" You poke your head into the room. She's sitting at her cluttered desk, art supplies strewn about.

"Donnina, che ne dici se usciamo stasera?"

Jinx sighs over her shoulder at you, disregarding your invitation to go out together. She's staring intently at her empty white paper, overcome with art block.

"Che cosa vuoi fare, cucciola?" Another sigh. Time to change tactics.

"Possiamo andare all'ufficio di tuo padre." Jinx's eyes shine. Got her again. Never one to turn down bothering her father, she fills an over-doodled metal bucket with her oil crayons and together you make your way to Silco's office.

"How was your work today, bambina?" She sniffs.

"Good, but...I think I have to ask Sevika for some help," she mumbles. Pleased by the admission, you reassure Jinx you'll help her out with Sevika. They have somewhat of a rocky relationship, what with Jinx entering her tweens and Sevika secretly never having moved past them. But you're confident they can overcome it. Perhaps even learn how to be absolute menaces together instead of to each other.

...

He's reclining in his chair, lithe fingers massaging his temples. Today Silco had been overloaded with meetings, which is why you'd made him promise to take some time off in the evening.

Slowly, he looks up at you and smiles indulgently. You wonder what he sees when he gazes at you two like that.

"Working hard or hardly working?" His smile immediately drops and his eyes darken. Boy, if looks could kill.

Jinx lets go of your hand and rushes towards her father who's opened his arms wide, anticipating her attack. She jumps at him and Silco groans as her bucket of crayons implacably swipes at his side. Your own ribs ache in sympathy.

You plop down on one of the chairs facing his desk, watching Silco cuddle Jinx to his chest. He's nosing at her hairline as Jinx relentlessly rambles about her newest project.

Over her head Silco silently mouths: "When's the last time she took a shower?"

You shrug and mouth back: "She can tonight."

Jinx lets go of her father and you pat the chair next to you. Endearingly, she struggles to sit. It's not too tall but her refusal to let go of her bucket certainly isn't helping.

You don't know if your daughter's annoyance is worth the mirthful look dancing in her father's mismatched eyes but you can't deny you're also very amused. His eyes connect with yours and you have to bite your cheek at the smirk he gives you.

"Do you need—"

"No!"

"Okay, bambolotta."

At last, she's comfortably situated in the high backed chair and Silco lets out a breath of relief. Sitting on her calves she authoritatively slams down the bucket on her father's desk and before she can even think about demanding papers Silco is already handing them over.

Scariest man in Zaun, my ass.

...

Having found her muse Jinx spends the next 10 minutes mercilessly scribbling on the back of Silco's meeting notes. Your lover accompanies Jinx's performance by criticizing his entire daily agenda.

"Exercises in misery, as usual." You hum in acknowledgement, taking a moment to study him. To everyone else he might look the same as he always does—put together, intimidating, surprisingly chic. But you can tell by the way his good eye droops and his right hand trembles that he's exhausted.

And, judging from the cloudiness of his red eye, in desperate need of a Shimmer injection.

Hours could pass in the quiet companionship of this little family and you're sure no one would have the heart to complain.

You peer over her shoulder, scrutinizing her delightful rendition of a green monkey wearing a bright pink bowler hat.

"Brava fragolina, che bel disegno che hai fatto," you murmur when she looks over her shoulder, her big blue eyes aching for approval. You'll never stop giving it to her.

She smiles conspiratorially and thanks you.

"È passato un po' di tempo dall'ultima volta che hai disegnato una scimmietta." She nods and frowns at her drawing.

"Posso andare in camera mia?" She asks haltingly. You're surprised, and more than a little proud at her effort. So much so that you don't notice the sly grin she sends her father.

"What for?"

"Glitter."

You nod and let her fetch her glitter as requested. Janna willing, your eyes will be dry by the time she returns.

...

You catch Silco starting at the door looking...surprisingly melancholic. Concern squeezing your chest, you rise and make your way to him, standing between his legs.

Gently, you cradle his face.

"What's wrong, bellissimo?" At that last utterance he subtly shifts. Your brows furrow as Silco looks away, a delightful blush pinking his left zygomatic.

Is he...feeling left out?

"Amore, are you actually—" at your barely supressed amusement he scowls, incredibly blushing harder, and pulls your hand away from his face. Before he can slide away you grasp his hand, the one with a vice on your wrist.

"Caro, look at me," he makes no move to respond. "Please, I'm serious."

He's still stoically glaring away. Your little grump.

"Silcooo," you sing-song.

His eyes shift back to you, unberably unimpressed. The aqua one is narrowed and you snicker. Thumbs rubbing over his pale cheeks, you think of how to soothe his foolish heart.

Just as you're about to speak the door to Silco's office slams open again. Jinx is breathing heavily, braids coming undone, clutching a bottle of glitter glue as a warrior grips her favored weapon.

You resolve to tease him later.

...

Crimson satin slides over your ribs coolly. It's your favorite nightdress, one bought shortly after your first salary—courtesy of Sevika's headhunting. Stored in Silco's closet, it smells so strongly of him that sometimes, when he doesn't join you for the evening, you wear it simply to smell of him.

If he knew, you'd never live it down.

The clock reads 22:37. Slowly, you close the closet doors and enter Silco's office. The man is practically oozing fatigue.

"Coming to bed?"

Silco's eye darkens at the sight of you in the nightdress. You tilt your head questioningly, and he rises from his desk, graceful and ever so snake-hipped. Sometimes, when he gets on you nerves, when you're sure he's pissing you off on purpose, you curse his charm.

Most of the time though, you thank Janna for it.

But that's not what you're aiming for tonight. Beckoning Silco with a finger, an action that gives rise to his characteristic smirk, you turn your back to him and head for the bedroom.

It can't be that hard to ambush a kingpin, right?

"Darling, what do you—" you grab Silco's shoulders and tackle him onto the bed where he lands with a grunt and a thud. You push down his shoulders, spread your legs and slowly sit on his navel.

The look in Silco's eye is equal parts curious, equal parts hungry. His lips part, no doubt readying to deliver a line so filthy it would break the resolve of any sane woman. But he's so weary, and you're not letting your daughter steal your thunder again.

First, you slide your hands across his shoulders. In a figure so willowy, they carry so much power. Fingertips dig into his deltoids and Silco squeezes his eyes shut, barely swallowing a groan.

"I was thinking," a deliberate pause. "about today." He hums, and you take that as a good sign.

"Caro mio," some tension climbs back into his shoulders "I hope your realize how charming I found your behavior today." Realizing you've got him cornered, Silco groans and flops his head childishly on one of the cotton pillows.

"Had I known you were feeling so left out," Silco blesses you with another groan. "I'd have taught you some of my mother tongue long ago."

His blue eye remains stubbornly closed, but even though you can't glean a lot of emotion from his damaged eye you know he's curious.

"Beautiful," you kiss his brow. "Bellissimo." Silco's draws in a surprised gasp and makes to move, but you've only just begun. Gently, you shush him.

"Fascinating," a kiss to his scarred cheekbone. "Affascinante." You're granted a shudder, and though his trembling hands are now gripping your wrists he doesn't dare push you away.

"You're the person I care most about," you whisper, and plant a kiss to his bobbing throat. "Sei la persona a cui tengo di più." Silco's body has begun to shake but you're scared you'll lose your courage if you look at him.

"You're the best thing that's happened to me," you pretend to not hear his soft groan. "Sei la miglior cosa che mi sia capitata." You'd give this man, this wonderful, makeshift family, everything you are.

"Enough—" he murmurs thickly. The temptation is too much and your eyes meet Silco's. Their tender shine reminds you of that fateful night, when for the first time the gap between you seemed so meager an excuse.

"You're my everything," you state, unwaveringly. Silco is staring at you with shock and awe, as if you're saying something unbelievable.

You'll spend the rest of your lives making him believe it.

"Sei il mio tutto."

[kittyt-hexxed]

Grayson’s True Prodigy (Arcane AU) - Sevika x POC!Fem!Reader Masterlist

Warnings for Series: Emotional/Mental Abuse by Biological Parent, Very Strict Parent, Golden Child/Bad Child, Death, Murder, War, Found Family, Polyamory, Trauma, PTSD, Fae, Magic, Ionia, Dragons

Summary: Y/n Kiramman. The youngest daughter of the Kiramman family and a disgrace in her mother’s eyes. As a child, you were treated horribly by your mother and found solstice in Sheriff Grayson who took you under her wing. You spent years learning from her and growing incredibly close, even finding out more about yourself along the way. Fed up with your family’s treatment of you, you vanish from Piltover with the intent to never return… until you’re led back by someone you’re hunting.

~ Act One ~

Chapter One: A Trip Around the World

Chapter Two: Metamorphosis

Chapter Three: Dollhouse

Chapter Four: Lineage

Chapter Five: Life in Piltover

Chapter Six: The Love of a Daughter

Chapter Seven: It’s Time to Say Goodbye

Chapter Eight: The Connection of Fate

Chapter Nine: A New Beginning

~ Act Two ~

Chapter Ten: Life in Ionia

Chapter Eleven: The Noxian War Begins

[froggy-frogz]

Jinx w/ a fem reader who is Sevika's daughter but acts a lot like silco and is supposed to be like a heir of his, but she is actually a softie.

A/N: I changed up your request to make it gn!reader as a bit as I don't write fem readers [if anyone has questions on what I do/do not do, check my pinned post pls!] but I hope you enjoy anon!

Jinx w/ GN!Reader who's Sevika's kid HCs

Being Sevika's kid means you were there before Jinx.

It was a bit weird for anyone who worked under Silco because there's just this kid who's just there. No one says anything in fear of facing Sevika's wrath.

When you got a bit older and Jinx was brought in, you were a bit ecstatic because finally there's another kid close to your age, but after seeing she was a bit shy, you decided against interacting with her.

Though you and Jinx really didn't get along. Not that you two didn't like each other, it was just Jinx was a bit nervous to talk to you.

It was a big change for everyone.

She probably thought you were a lot like Sevika, seeing that you're her own flesh and blood you might be a bit rough like her.

When you and Jinx got older, there was an unspoken tension, because there was always this feeling between you two to be better, as Slico both saw you two as the best people to replace him in the future.

Both Sevika and Silco saw this and both pulled you aside. If you're both on the same team/side, you're going to work with each other/have to get used to each other at least.

You from then on slowly start to like Jinx. You'd hang around with her in her hideout, and both of you started to get to know each other.

Jinx very quickly learned that you were kinda a 180 of your mother. Despite the little tiffs she had with Sevika, she really enjoyed your company.

You'd tell her about all the training Sevika was having you do, and you'd listen to her tell you about everything she was designing at the moment.

Both of your respective parents were more than relieved when you two went from being on not speaking terms to being joined at the hips.

[archangeldyke-all]

Ever thought about knight!sevika x reader princess that she has to protect and sevika get feelings for her

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men and minors dni

you could kill your mom you're so angry. if it wouldn't get you hung for treason, you would.

"you can't be serious!" you shout. your mother rolls her eyes from where she sits at the head of the breakfast table. she's trying to assign you a personal guard-- another one. "mom, i'm not even next in line for the throne! i'm fifth! i barely ever leave the palace walls and i never get into trouble-- what was the point of all those fencing lessons you made me take if you won't even let me defend myself?"

"darling, i told you if you scared off the last one that i'd just get you a new one. you knew this would happen." she says. "it's what happens every time."

it's true. you've had countless personal guards since you turned 18. now that you're eligible for marriage your mother thinks it's imperative that you're constantly protected, lest you're kidnapped and married off to the prince of a rival kingdom. you wouldn't have such a problem with it if your mother stopped picking total assholes to fill the roll. you've endured man after man after man, all assigned to protect you, all complete idiots. some of them are unassigned from you for falling in love with you, some of them you caught sneaking glances at you while you change, the perverts. some of them are intimidated by you, angry that a woman can outwit them or unwilling to work for a woman with more intelligence than them. (which is ironic, considering they've sworn away their lives to serve your mother.)

after you got rid of the last one, sir samuel, you'd had a lovely month long break from having someone constantly following you around, and you figured your mother had given up her efforts. apparently, you were wrong.

"this is bullshit." you grumble. behind your mother, one of the fully armed faceless steel figures' shoulders shake in silent laughter.

"i think you'll like this one, darling, i took some time to find you the perfect match." your mother says with a smirk. you scoff.

"i can't believe this." you mumble. your mother raises her hand, beckoning one of her knights toward her. the tallest, the one who had been laughing, steps forward.

"sir sevika, this is my daughter. darling, sevika." your mother introduces. you roll your eyes.

"what kinda man is named se--" you trail off as the knight removes his steel helmet. "oh shit." you whisper. her steel helmet. it's a woman, chuckling at your shocked face. she's got a little gap between her front teeth, her lips and eyes painted black. her brown skin is clear besides the scars littering the left side of her face, and her silver eyes are sparkling. she's... pretty. you gulp.

"it's an honor to be serving you, princess." the woman speaks. you blink at her and nod.

"yes, well..." you trail off as your eyes dart across the knight's face. your mother chuckles, and shoots you a knowing look from across the table. you groan and sink into your seat.

sevika's the best personal guard you've ever had. she's only been assigned to you for three months, but in that short time she's quickly become your best friend.

she's the first thing you see each morning, lightly shaking you awake with a gentle smile and a cup of tea. the two of you chat as you get dressed, sevika sometimes helping you pick out your outfits, zipping dresses and tightening corsets for you. of course, you don't need the help, you've been dressing yourself for years (the royal esquires of dress are reserved only for your mother and oldest brother) but you prefer sevika's gentle touch to your own.

sevika's smart, well versed in history and politics. you enjoy taking breakfast on your balcony with her, picking her brain about current events as you share scones and fruit. in the presence of others sevika is silent and stoic, and when she's required to talk she keeps her answers brief and curt. but when it's just the two of you, sevika lets her gruff guard down, joking and playing and constantly chatting with you. she's gotten you in trouble several times, leaning down to whisper scathing comments about various nobles into your ear at balls and galas, causing you to unattractively snort and giggle and then elbow her when your mother shoots you a glare from across the dinner table.

sevika's the first of your personal guards to ever agree to spar with you. the rest refused-- too scared to injure a princess, or convinced that a woman would never be able to hold her own against a royal knight. sevika's better than you by a mile, but she tones down her skill to scrimmage with you, teaching you as she goes, smiling brightly each time you manage to catch her off guard and get a good jab in.

on rainy days, you spend your afternoons in the royal library, reading to sevika or having her read to you by the roaring fire. one or both of you always falls asleep against each other, waking up when a servant finds you for dinner.

in the evenings, sevika 'guards' you as you bathe, her back turned to you, her face toward the door. you always laugh and tell her it's completely unnecessary-- both the guarding and the modesty-- but she insists.

she leaves you in your room each night with a gentle bow and a 'sweet dreams, princess,' and every night you asleep looking forward to the next morning, when you'll get to see your friend's face again.

you're in love with sevika. it's obvious to everyone except her. your mother teases you for it relentlessly; how you fell for the first woman she put on your guard, how you look at your knight with lovesick puppy eyes, the way you sulk on sevika's days off when a replacement guard takes her place.

"she'd be a good addition to the family." your mother whispers to you one evening as you dance together in the ballroom. you try to bite back the smile the words cause to form on your lips. your mother chuckles as she spins you.

"i don't think she feels that way about me." you admit. your mother scoffs. "what?" you ask.

"you were able to clock sir henry's crush on you before he could even complete his first week as your guard. where's that discernment, dear?" she asks. you chuckle.

"sir henry kept 'accidentally' walking in on me naked. sevika won't even look at me when i'm in the bath, covered in bubbles." you say. your mother rolls her eyes.

"sevika is a gentlewoman. you're a princess. sir henry came from a family of nobles, he was a presumptuous, power hungry boy. sevika's different, you know that." she says. you sigh, resting your forehead against your mother's shoulder as she sways the two of you around the ballroom.

she's right. sevika is different. you know this. sevika's parents were peasants, and she worked her way up the ranks with countless sacrifices and patience. she'd given her arm to protect your kingdom, to protect your mother. she was a genuine, loyal, knight, not some pretentious asshole playing dress up on his daddy's dime.

"still." you say. "she hasn't shown any interest in me." your mother laughs. you frown at her. "what?" you ask.

"you're a princess dear! she works for you. she's sworn her life away to protect you, to make you happy, to make all of your wishes come true. she's not going to show interest until you make it abundantly clear that you want her to show interest." she says. "your father was so scared approaching me when we were young that he--"

"i know. he spent years painting you before he even spoke a word to you." you say. you've heard the story countless times. your father was the royal artist, deeply in love with your mother when she was still a princess.

"but do you know what gave him the courage to finally speak to me?" your mom asks.

"no." you say. she grins.

"i kissed him. he'd just finished a portrait of me, it was so beautiful and detailed, and he had that proud look about him, his adorable shy smile, his beautiful sparkling eyes-- i just had to kiss him. and once i did, he came to life. not a day has passed since then where he hasn't made it abundantly clear how much he loves me."

you sigh. you suppose she's right. sevika would never do something to betray her duties or risk her position-- at least not without a bit of a push first. you bite your lip. "you're sure she feels the same?" you ask. the last thing you want to do is make a fool of yourself trying to seduce your personal guard and lose your best friend because of it. your mother laughs a loud bellowing laugh that echoes throughout the ballroom. you smile. even though she's laughing at you, it's good to hear her laugh.

"oh darling." she says as she brushes a few tears away from her eyes and catches her breath. "i needed that. whew. thank you." she says, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you chuckle and roll your eyes.

"whatever."

"i'm certain, darling. and, on the off chance i'm wrong, i'll hang her for breaking my baby's heart." she says. you laugh, and kiss your mother's cheek.

sevika is tall and handsome and charming and suave. she's courageous and composed-- she could have anyone she wants.

and yet she's speechless and flustered each time you flirt with her.

it's adorable. it gives you butterflies, seeing her react so strongly to your gentle touches and longing gazes.

the first time it happened was the morning after your chat with your mom. that night, after sevika had left your chambers with her usual bow, you quickly changed out of the cozy night gown you were dressed in, dawning a sheer, short sleep dress and giggling as you climbed in bed. you tossed and turned that night, eager for the sun to rise and for sevika to come wake you up. eventually, you fell asleep.

you awoke to a crash and a curse. snapping up in bed, you gawked at the scene you found on the floor beside you. sevika was flat on her back on the floor, the teacup that had been in her hands is in pieces on the floor, and sevika's eyes were wide, her mouth open, gawking at you. you giggled and pushed your covers away, carefully avoiding the shards of porcelain as you helped sevika to her feet.

a blush crept up her cheeks as her eyes darted down to look at your naked body, clearly visible under the thin lace fabric of your pajamas. "you okay?" you asked. she choked, her eyes snapping back up to yours.

"y-yeah. tripped." she stuttered out.

oh, this is gonna be fun. you thought with a chuckle.

since then, you've been laying it on thick. holding sevika's hand as the two of you walk down the winding halls of the palace, letting her tackle you to the ground during your fencing practices to sling your hands around her shoulders and blink up at her, kissing her cheek each night before she leaves your chambers.

sevika's been reacting the same, blushing, stuttering and gulping, before nervously laughing and shaking her head. it's killing you. as adorable as it is, you're dying for her to just fucking do something about it already. you don't know what else you can do besides throwing yourself at her.

you sigh, sinking into the couch. you're in the library, hoping that the smell of books and dust can calm your sexual frustrations. it's not working, of course, because sevika's sitting beside you, a furrow in her brow as her eyes scan a scroll. you bite your lip. she's so fucking pretty it drives you crazy. you reach your hand up to start playing with her hair, twirling the short soft strands around your fingers. sevika's body stiffens next to you. you sigh again.

"you're so pretty." you whisper. sevika blinks down at the scroll, then, she shyly looks over at you. you smile.

"so are you." she says, her voice just as quiet. you chuckle.

"you think so?" you ask. sevika nods. you sigh.

"what?" she asks. you shrug.

"i dunno. there's someone i've been trying to court and they don't seem to be interested." you say. sevika sputters beside you.

"who!?" she demands. you chuckle.

"why would i tell you that?"

"so i can beat some sense into them!" she says. you grin.

"i don't think that would work. she's pretty clueless." you say. your choice in pronoun doesn't go unnoticed. sevika freezes beside you.

"she?" she asks.

"...is that a problem?" you ask. sevika gulps and shakes her head.

"no! i just-- i didn't know."

"you didn't know!?" you exclaim. sevika shrugs. you burst into laughter. sevika huffs beside you.

"it's not that funny."

"it's hilarious!" you giggle. "everything makes sense now!" you say.

"what-- what are you talking about?" sevika asks. you roll your eyes.

"what do you think i've been doing, sev? you think i just like sleeping in lingerie for no reason?" you ask as you slowly scoot closer to her on the couch. "or that i kiss all my friends goodnight?"

"i thought-- what are you saying?" sevika asks, her eyes wide, her knuckles white where she's clutching the cushion beneath her.

"take a guess." you whisper, your face inches from hers.

sevika bites her lip, her eyes darting from your lips to your eyes and back again, her breaths are shaky. "princess, i don't--"

"oh, for fuck's sake, sevika." you groan as you pull her forward and press your lips to hers.

sevika's stiff at first, inhaling a shaky surprised breath through her nose, before she melts against the couch and lets out the sweetest little moan against you. you giggle against her lips, and her arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into her lap as she parts her lips to kiss you deeper. you bury one hand into her hair, the other clutching her bicep as your tongues meet and you moan against each other. sevika's grip on your hips is bruising, and it's making you light headed. you whimper, and sevika pulls away with the brightest smile you've ever seen her wear. you grin.

"oh." she says. "it's me?" she asks, her eyes dreamy and her smile disbelieving. you giggle and kiss her again.

"yeah. is that okay?" you ask. sevika gulps and nods.

"yeah. yes. very okay." she says. "i--" she pauses. you raise your eyebrow at her and she takes a deep breath. slowly, her hands run up your waist, until they're cupping your jaw. sevika brings your face forward until your foreheads are pressed together, her thumbs rubbing across your cheeks in gentle sweeps. "i was ready to kill whoever was fuckin' with your heart." she says. you chuckle against her.

"please don't. i'm kinda obsessed with you." you say. sevika smirks.

"your mom won't mind?"

"she's the one who told me to go for it. i think she was playing matchmaker when she was lookin' for sir samuel's replacement." you admit. sevika giggles.

"that explains all the weird questions she asked me. what side of the bed i sleep on and whether or not i was single." she says. after a moment of shared laughter, sevika frowns. you can feel her brow furrow against yours, and you dart forward to kiss the pout off her lips.

"what?" you ask. sevika sighs.

"i don't-- i don't know how the whole royal courting thing goes." she admits. you laugh.

"i'll help you through it."

"i know, but can i do something out of order now?" she asks. you smirk.

"depends on what it is. i feel like my bed might be more comfortable than this cou--"

"no!" she interrupts, scandalized. "i mean yes, please, obviously, but that's not--" you cut her off with another kiss, and she sighs against you. "i'm in love with you, your highness." she whispers. "i have been since i first laid eyes on you. i remember it so clearly, you were bitching at your mom and begging her not to assign you a new guard and i thought this'll be a breeze. i'd happily lay down my life for a woman like her."

the butterflies in your stomach soar, and tears well up in your eyes. you take a shaky breath and smile. "my knight in shining armor." you whisper. "i love you too."

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Through a Kiramman Window Pt 1.

Caitlyn Kiramman x fem! werewolf reader

CW: Injuries, mention of verbal abuse and death, panic attack

Pt.2

Words: 2,097

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The night was quiet. Normal and relaxing. Caitlyn sighed softly and flipped the page of her book. She hadn’t seen you in a few weeks and it was driving her insane. She missed your contagious laugh that resulted in the sun glinting off your sharp canines. She missed your intense gaze as you watched her doing anything from shooting a gun to rambling about how much she wished her mother would trust her more. It was never a predatory stare however, it was always…curious. Like you were somehow entranced by her. Damn, Caitlyn missed you.

Groaning, the sniper slammed the book shut. Before she could think about the matter any longer, a loud groan caught her attention. Jolting back to reality, Caitlyn’s head whipped around to her window, where a trembling hand pulled an equally trembling body over the window ledge and into the room.

"Y/N?" Caitlyn exclaimed, jumping up from her bed and rushing to the werewolf's side. You tumbled onto the bedroom floor, the air getting knocked from your chest. “Hey, Cait,” you coughed, a wheeze of exhaustion forcing itself past your lips.

Caitlyn’s eyes widened as her eyes found the deep, jagged claw marks dragging across your shoulder blade from where Sevika had attacked you, her metal digits leaving searing gashes in your skin. The sniper brought a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp of horror. "Wh-what happened?" She asked hurriedly, helping the girl to sit up.

You didn't answer immediately, wincing at the pain in your shoulder and back. You allowed Caitlyn to support your body as you tried to ignore the panging agony in your back. Caitlyn’s eyebrows knit at the sight of your face. There were red bruises and a few minor cuts.

But Caitlyn’s eyes were drawn to your mouth. Scarlet blood smeared your lips and chin like a child's paint canvas. Taking her blue nightgown sleeve, the councillor’s daughter rubbed the blood from the werewolf's face. Your face was unreadable. Caitlyn was unable to read your eyes which were filled with a variety of emotions. 

Caitlyn tilted your chin up to get a better look at your face and the evidence of the fight. The sniper delicately thumbed away a remnant streak of blood by your mouth, her warm fingers seeming to light your skin on fire and cause a blush to cross your face. Her eyes glanced down to the tear in your shirt, where Sevika’s bionic fingers had cut you. Bright red blood stained the thin fabric of your shirt.

Your heart skipped a beat as the usually bubbly woman looked you dead in the eyes, her hand still remaining under your chin. Caitlyn was usually the blushing, avoiding eye contact kind of woman when it came to your constant teasing and flirting. But now, her blue eyes pierced your amber ones. Caitlyn’s voice was quiet and tense, her anger barely contained.

"Why do you let her do this to you?" It was more of a demand than genuine concern. Her voice was angry, though not directed at you fully. Caitlyn’s blue eyes are sharp, though soft. You looked away, regretfully taking your eyes from the human girl’s. "It wasn't…I didn’t....it doesn't matter." you rasp. Your voice was huskier than usual, dark and jittery. 

"Doesn't matter?" Caitlyn cried, a bit louder than she probably intended. "You keep getting hurt! You keep letting that bully walk all over you! I-I can't stand seeing you hurt all the time." Her words clawed at your chest, digging deeper than the metal claws could ever dig. Your eyes remained on the floor. You couldn't get the expressions on the children’s faces out of your mind. The look on their faces when you snapped the thug’s neck in your jaws. You had saved them, but at what cost? The looks of horror, of terror, of fear. 

Your hand began to tremble again. You tried to fiddle with your hands, rocking back and forth as if trying to eliminate the shaking of your limbs. Caitlyn noticed and reached out, taking your hand. "Hey…" Her voice is gentle, soft. "Talk to me." She had seen you like this far too many times. Could see the attack coming a mile away.

Your rocking only continued. A low, pathetic whimper leaving your throat. You shook your head, a blank, void stare on your face. Your breathing became laboured. You could hardly hear Caitlyn’s voice anymore. Only your parents' voices. You were a child again— your step-father yelling at you, telling you how worthless and pathetic you were. How a monster like you deserved to be put down. You remembered watching the light leaving the bastard’s eyes and your mother screaming at you to leave and never return. The howls of agony that still haunted you years later. 

Your fault. 

Your fault. 

It was all your fault. 

"Y/N!" Caitlyn held your face in her hands. You snapped out of your stupor, eyes fearful and guilty. Like a child expecting a harsh beating. "Hey. You're okay." The sniper soothed, moving her hand through your hair, attempting to calm you down. Your chest heaved. A whimper escaped your lips, and you leaned forward, letting your head fall against Caitlyn’s shoulder. You inhaled her calming scent and the strawberry of the bodywash she always used. 

The sniper held the back of your neck, threading her fingers through the short hairs at the base of your neck. "Let's get you cleaned up. She said calmly. "You wouldn't want your shoulder to get infected, would you?"

You let out a dry laugh, your entire body shaking. Whether in laughs or sobs, Caitlyn couldn't tell for sure. Carefully, she helped you stand and move to the bed. The dark-haired girl eased you onto the bed, eyebrows creasing as you winced, placing a hand on the bed for support and sighed heavily.

Caitlyn disappeared for a moment, only to return from the washroom with medical supplies and settled behind you on the bed. "I'm um….going to need to remove your shirt. If that's alright." The sniper said, a soft blush taking over her face.

You only nodded and aided Caitlyn in removing the shirt from your back. Your face contorted in pain as moving your arm only caused the gashing wounds and bruises to flair up painfully.

Caitlyn placed the girl's shirt on the edge of the bed and turned her attention to the werewolf's back. A shudder ran through the human woman’s spine as she eyed the jagged claw marks that decorated your shoulder blade. Her nose filled with the coppery smell of the blood that coated your back, painting down your back and staining the waist of your trousers.

As her eyes explored the other girl's back, Caitlyn realized just how muscular you were. Of course, she knew being a werewolf, you were obviously stronger than most, but her breath hitched in her throat as her eyes traced the toned arms and strong shoulders, she had rarely seen underneath your clothes.

Not that she had ever entertained the thought, of course. Well, maybe she had, but it was all just hypothetical. Of course, there had been that night where she had seen your stomach to see your healed scar. She hadn't paid much attention to the toned stomach, but Caitlyn could still remember the feeling of the hard muscle that tensed under her cold touch.

Now her eyes grazed over the strong muscles of your back. As she moved the wet cloth over the bloodstained skin, she began to notice old scars scattered around your back, shoulders and side.

"They were scared of me." You blurted out of nowhere. Caitlyn’s hand paused as she rang out the bloody cloth in a bowl of water, her face crossing with confusion. "The kids." you continued. "You should have seen their faces….they were terrified. Reminded me of mom-"

"Shhh….." Caitlyn shushed softly, placing a hand on your arm. "I know you hate yourself right now. You're upset, and you're hurting. Try not to think about it right now." Her thumb gently caressed the werewolf’s arm. "You don't have to talk about it. Try and clear your head. Relax."

You let out a heavy sigh. A sigh that seemed to release a tremendous amount of weight from off your shoulders. Caitlyn noticed the relaxation in your tense shoulders and relaxed, continuing to work on your wounds. Caitlyn cleaned most of the blood from your shoulder and back before bringing out a bottle of medical ale. "I'm sorry in advance. This is going to hurt." She prefaced before trickling the contents over your wounds.

You hissed in pain and your body tensed. Your hand gripped the cream-coloured sheets of the bed as Caitlyn gently pressed the cloth to your back, drying up the excess ale mixed with blood. 

After stitching up the wounds on your shoulder, Caitlyn looked down to where the cut on the your side was already scabbed over. You looked over your shoulder. "That one will go away in a few hours." You reassured her. "The knife didn't go that deep." 

Caitlyn looked up to meet your eyes. "Knife, huh?" You managed a crooked smile and a hoarse chuckle. "Don't worry about it, Kitty-Cait. Maybe one day I'll tell you all about my many battle stories." 

The sniper rolled her eyes, bandaging the wounds on your shoulder. "Please. Tell me more stories of where you ended up crawling to the councilour’s daughter’s doorstep to receive medical help." She cleared up all the medical supplies and started toward the bathroom. "I'd love to hear more stories about how a human saved a werewolf’s life."

You couldn't hold back the genuine laugh. The sniper returned with a silky blue and silver bathrobe. "I don't think I have anything loose enough for you to wear that won't irritate your shoulder. But this should be fine." She said, handing you the robe. You smiled gratefully and took the robe, slipping it on slowly and carefully, wincing as the smooth fabric brushed against the bandaged wounds.

When you turned around, Caitlyn’s eyes seemed to automatically fly to your toned stomach and the slight curve of the inside of your breasts. You caught her glance, and a teasing smirk rose to your lips. "See something you like, Kitty-Cait?"

Caitlyn snapped her gaze away. "S-Sleep on your stomach," she instructed, ignoring your teasing question. "That way, you don't hurt your shoulder." You nodded and slowly lowered yourself onto the bed, turning to wrap your arms underneath a pillow.

You let out a soft sigh of satisfaction and relaxation as the soft pillow beneath your head was enough to make you pass out. It had been a long time since you had slept in a normal bed, let alone Caitlyn’s. You two had sleepovers in the past, but those days had passed. You two were grown now.

Caitlyn moved to the other side of the bed and turned blew out the lights. Slipping into bed, the sniper lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling. "Caitlyn?" Your voice was muffled by the pillow. Caitlyn turned her head, looking at the amber eyes staring back. "Thank you." the werewolf said, your words genuine and tired. "For being there for me."

A smile crossed Caitlyn’s face as she reached over to brush a strand of hair from your face. "I'll always be here for you, Y/N." She promised, and she meant it. Somehow, Caitlyn knew she meant it. That no matter what, she would never betray the trust you and her had built up over the years. 

You closed your eyes at the woman’s touch and sighed softly, a calm comfort settling over you. A calm you hadn't been able to find anywhere else. With Caitlyn, you could be yourself. You laughed and were vulnerable and could trust. Trust.

That was something rare these days. Silco couldn't be trusted; she’d betrayed her mother. Would she betray Caitlyn? Of course not! At least, not on purpose. You squeezed her eyes shut at the thought, groaning into the pillow. You opened her eyes to glance at the woman who was facing you, eyes closed and already snoring softly.

Tenderly, you reached up softly, placing a hand over the human woman’s, a silent promise on your lips. A promise that no matter what happened, you would never betray the trust Caitlyn had in you. No matter what.

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By (vague) popularity order and with a ◈ when completed and ◇ for WIPs.

Last updated 19th June 2023

Multi-chapter

◇ Fathers and Daughters ≽ Silco adopts both Vi and Powder.

◈ While the World Turns Around  ≽ Silco/Vander post betrayal reconciliation AU (from the PoV of Vander)

◇ The Shimmer Baron’s Family ≽ Regency AU with estranged family, set during a ball at the Medarda estate.

◈ What I wouldn’t do for you  ≽ Silco and Vander role swap, Silco adopts the kids and runs the Last Drop.

◇ The Darkin Child ≽ Viktor, Singed and Silco are vampire-adjacent monsters, Vander is a werewolf. Married zaundads with Viktor returning to Zaun in hiding.

◇ Our Love, That Flows Into the Sea ≽ Silco/Vander post betrayal reconciliation AU — BUT from the PoV of Silco 

◈ Whatever I do, this is where we end ≽ Dark (dead dove) Silco time loop told from the PoV of Vander who gets reset every time unknowingly.

◈ Cursed, by a brush of your hand ≽ Silco/Vander soulmate AU with the soulmark as a potentially lethal curse and aroace Silco, bff Renata Glasc

◇ The Centaur Breaker ≽ Centaur AU with Silco as a rancher in a fantasy world (not US far west), rescuing captured centaurs. Vander, Sevika, Jinx & Vi as centaurs.

☆ Arcane Art Dump ≽ The final home of all my Arcane fanarts worth saving.

One Shots

◈ Worries, and ways to dispel them ≽ Silco x Reader part I

◈ Explosions, and their fallout ≽ Silco x Reader part II

◈ The Monster Within ≽ Post-betrayal Silco recovers, and cuts his hair.

◈ The Monster Without ≽ Post-Betrayal Vander, slowly losing his mind.

◈ Son of Zaun ≽ Silco’s first trip to the surface with his mother.

◈ Without Questions ≽ Vander doesn't understand what Silco sees in him, but he's not willing to question it.

◈ Adoption ≽ Vander and Silco are still brothers. They discuss adopting the girls in this no-betrayal AU.

◈ Pretty Blue Puffs of Arcane Smoke ≽ Silco and Powder discuss getting tattoos. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. 

◈ Who Saves The Boy Saviour? ≽ Nobody does. Jinx captures Ekko post finale and straps him to the chair Silco used on Vander. Short and dark.

◈ Last Chance ≽ Missing scene in the cannery, a private conversation between Vander and Silco.

◈ Maintenance ≽ A smutty Mek/Marcus with power dynamics in Silco’s office.

◈ Not Dead Yet ≽ Jinx finds a dead body in Zaun, but Viktor isn’t quite dead yet.

◈ A Terrible Gamble ≽ Jinx (and the Silco whispering in her mind) set off to rescue Vander from Singed’s lab after the events of season 2.

◈ A Touch of Memory ≽ A Star Wars AU one shot in the Old Republic with Sith Silco, Jinx and Sevika and Mandalorian Vander.

◈ A Haunting ≽ Heavy angst Vander & Silco meet shortly after the betrayal.

◈ In the Jaws of the Fox ≽  Double drabble for Mel/Jayce.

◈ Eat You Alive ≽ MCD fic. Dark!Vi kills Caitlyn as soon as they enter the Lanes.

◈ A New Tattoo  ≽ The story behind Mek’s tattoos.

◈ Hard Truths ≽ Ren tries to find to meaning to her father’s death, ends up meeting Jinx in Zaun.

◈ Dramatics ≽ Vander sick fic that matches the Silco one Just A Cough

◈ Bullseye ≽ Mel Medarda/Grayson. Mel takes the sheriff with her to visit a progress day and asks her to show off in a shooting range (500 words).

◈ Memories of Sweetness ≽ Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. "Silco + Comfort food” prompt fic.

Series

Arcane Parenting Week - 7 works, completed, 14.6k

Son of Zaun - 21 works, ongoing, 138k

Trans Arcane Week 2022 - 1 work in 3 chapters, fic + fanart, 1.4k

◈ Then the dreadful night shall break ≽ A Dark!Obi-Wan fic set during and after the Zygerria slave arc.

◈ Never Too Late ≽ Obi-Wan is the first to reach out to Dooku after QGJ’s death, changing everything.

◇ The Tactician ≽ Thrawn/OC fic with banter, tactical board games, art gallery dates and rebellious intrigue.

◈ The Sharpshooter and the Runaway ≽ AU where Omega is left behind with Crosshair in ep.1 and has to rescue both of them.

◈ Cross Over My Heart ≽ Omega and Crosshair have remained with the Empire for 5 years, training death troopers together. They finally have a lead on TBB. A dark AU.

◇ I’ll Make It Worth Your While ≽ Cad Bane is saved by a young Twi'lek urchin, and adopts her.

◈ By Firelight ≽ In the deep forests of Saleucami, a hunter tracks dangerous game. At the forest’s edge a wounded man wakes, alone and abandoned. Chef!Cody and Hunter!Obi-Wan AU

◇ A Future In The Stars ≽ AU where Taron Malicos and Merrin join the crew of the Mantis instead of fighting Cal.

◇ Che'ri of the Mitth ≽ Thrawn leaves without explanations, and Che'ri, hiding her growing powers, does what it take to follow and find him.

◇ A Worthy Gift ≽ The first and currently only Thrawn/Kenobi fic.

◇ A New Path ≽ Double time travel in which Obi-Wan and Anakin return to pre war era after each of their respective death.

◈ Eli Vanto’s Drama, According To The Reader ≽ Genderless Reader/Eli Vanto. No Y/N. Mostly cute stuff.

◇ In Confidence ≽ The vode gets therapy. Or they will, eventually, if Sammy’s got anything to say about it.

◇ The First Letter Of Your Name ≽ An experimental sequels rewrite, where Korkie raises his daughter Rey as a single father on Jakku.

◇ The Seeker ≽ The Offee clan sends an envoy to Mirial's surface to welcome a revered but dangerous guest. Ahsoka Tano comes seeking answers but finds herself asking new questions instead. A fic to explore Mirialan culture and Ahsoka & Barriss.

◈ Gold on Blue  ≽ Co-written with @spicedrobot​, it’s a Cad Bane x Thrawn fic with fanart.

One Shots

◈ Under Cool Hands ≽ Kenobi sickfic with fever dreams and Ahsoka caring for him.

◈ Padmé’s Mean Straight Jab ≽ Crack AU where Padmé gets back up on Mustafar and punches the Dark Side right out of Anakin’s head.

◈ Busy Day at the Count’s Kafe ≽ A barista Ahsoka fic, where the disaster lineage owns a coffee shop together.

◈ A Possession Most Prized ≽ Foxiyo light smut.

◈ A familiar face ≽ Kenobi show fic in the PoV of the Clone veteran.

◈ Moonlit Marshal, Silver and White ≽ Cute DinCobb smut.

◈ A Wayward Sith Lord And A Former Jedi Walk Into A Cantina ≽ 5 years after Order 66 Maul stumbles on Obi-Wan in Mos Eisley. They have a long overdue talk.

◈ The Last Laugh ≽ Tiny crack smutfic featuring Hardeen/Dooku.

◈ A Single Slice of Lemon Cake ≽ Cad Bane is out with Meeyan when he spots two men he knows in the cafe next door, enjoying their date. Cute BobaDin from an outside pov.

◈ Forsaken ≽ Crosshair gets his chip removed on Kamino as part of Tarkin’s evaluation of clone loyalty and waits for his brothers to come rescue him (in vain).

◈ Unspoken Words ≽ What’s going on in Captain Howzer’s mind when he’s ordered to capture Hera.

◈ Chosen ≽ A sad but hopeful fic with Ahsoka as Obi-Wan’s padawan following Anakin’s death. A favourite of mine!

◈ The Bogling and the Nightsister ≽ Merrin ficlet. Her first night aboard the Mantis.

◈ Lucky Pair ≽ Sith Obi-Wan adopts Anakin in Episode I.

◈ The Hangry Sith and the Frantic Chef ≽ Crack Chef!Cody AU with Sith!Ahsoka and Sith!Obi-Wan.

◈ Leia’s Wicked Left Hook ≽ Follow up to Padmé’s story. Leia punches Han when he won’t take no for an answer.

◈ The Bounty Hunter's Gift ≽ Sith Obi-Wan is offered a precious gift, in the shape of captured Jedi Maul.

◈ First and Second Impressions ≽ The first time Crosshair really talks with Hunter he isn’t impressed. Years later, as the war takes a turn for the surviving members of the 99 series, Hunter gives him reason to reconsider.

◈ Just Who I Was Looking For ≽ Barriss & Ahsoka share moment during the war.

◈ Sonderan’s Last Curator ≽ How Luthen and Kleya met (Andor).

◈ Wood, Ink and Iridescent Beetle Wings ≽ Thrawn prepares a presend for Thrass. A story from childhood.

◈ Under Mum'Ur’s Pale Eye ≽ OCtober angst prompt sees a padawan in hiding rush to rescue an imperial pilot.

◈ Girl Gang vs. Ronan ≽ Written for Tumblr, Reader joins Faro and Ar'alani to beat up Ronan. Very short and kind of silly.

◈ Haunted Nights ≽ Edrio Two Tubes is woken by Saw from a nightmare. They talk.

Series

Mace Windu Appreciation Week - 7 works. Completed

Obitine Week 2021 - 8 works! Completed

Obi-Wan Kenobi Dies Once a Month in 2021 - 12 works!! Completed

The Bad Bacta Affair ≽ I wrote the third and final installment of this multi-author story.

This is a collection, so I’m cheating… The Daycare AU has 3 stories currently, 2 by me, featuring Jyn Erso & Obi-Wan and Crosshair/Malicos. It’s an AU where Kenobi joins TBB with the twins and collects other Jedi, forming a space-badass-daycare for the SW kids in need of rescuing.

☆ Fanart is a dump series for my fanart AO3 posts.

◈ For Always ≽ Maliketh x non-Tarnished Reader story following the events of the game and exploring Maliketh’s backstory.

◈ Elden Ring Art Dump ≽ Focused on Maliketh, Blaidd and Tarnished

◈ Little Brother ≽ Blaidd & Maliketh one shot focused on their first meeting, on the eve of Balidd being sword as a shadow to Ranni.

◇ That Thing Is My Friend ≽ A silly AU in which the Tarnished enlists Blaidd to help free Maliketh of his curse of Death.

◈ A Growing Ache ≽ On a quest to find more deathroot for your friend Gurranq, you find yourself reflecting on the cycle of death and rebirth, even as a suspicious ache grows in your side.

☆ Elden Ring Art Dump ≽ As it says on the tin. 

Art and Lore

☆ Avart 2 Art Dump

☆  Meet Kesa of the Txepiva

☆ Recom Week event.

Multi-chapter

◇ Five Is An Awful Number ≽ Prompt fic of a Na’vi woman fascinated by Quaritch’s five fingered hand.

◇ A Little Luck ≽ Canon divergence where Mansk rescues Tuk from the railing of the sinking Sea Dragon.

◇ A Trail Of Crumbs ≽ A Quaritch centric fic in which he falls down the RDA conspiracy rabbit hole, and discovers how much of his new life is based on lies.

One Shots

◈ Songcord ≽ Missing scene. Spider has an awkward time explaining to Quaritch what a songcord is, and what the beads on his stand for.

◈ As Long As It Takes ≽ Rotxo stands vigil outside the Sully’s home while Kiri is unconscious. He confronts one of her bullies.

◈ A Friendly Hand ≽ Asexual!Mansk gives a friendly hand to sexually frustrated bestie Z dog.

◈ To Make Roa Proud ≽ Ronal takes Kiri out for a chat and a lesson.

◈ Rations ≽ Second person avatar driver pov focusing on RDA rations.

Original Works

Apricots and Sunshine ≽ The Batman 2022, BatCat kiss in Battinson pov.

In a Red Sea - And Other Stories ≽ Daily Hannibal ficlets on musical prompts.

Ode To Jackie ≽ Cyberpunk 2077.

You Would Not Be Kind ≽ Little Red Riding Hood retelling.

Ambition  ≽ LoL 2nd person fic in which you guide Jericho Swain to Ionian ruins.

Portrait Of An Artist In Love ≽ Love Death + Robots (vaguely) inspired Fic.

Mocha In a Bowl ≽ 2nd person fic in which you are Elias’ favourite barista.

A Higher Power ≽ Jonelias soulmate fic.

TMA Art Dump ≽ Magnus Archives art, mostly Elias or Jonelias.

Winds of Change ≽ Citizen Sleeper fic.