#werewolf sevika

[portraitsofguilt]

so there have been talks of werewolf! sevika right? but werewolf sevika who has a pee pee wee wee, the girly one, yeah? fully functional and stuff (so g!p) AND SHE KNOTS YOU- what then? what.then? moss would love it, would you love it? don't lie, you would love it too :)

[dykesevika]

If she’s not a lesbian I’m gonna have the biggest crash out of the century

[sidefanficaccounttohidemyshame]

*Angrily looks around* ok so we're not writing more werewolf Valeria???? Fucking fine I'll do it myself

En Sus Marcus Part 1/?

Part 2

Summary: Valeria hunts you through the woods, fucks the shit out of you. Congratulations you won and you're her pet housewife now <3

2nd person omniscient, black reader, she/her pronouns, no use of y/n, no actual smut in this chapter but still sexy as fuck, kinda dubcon, but reader's DEF into it, bimbo reader, reader's dumb as shit y'all. That being said I could see myself doing similar, dom Valeria, sub reader, predator/prey dynamic, fucky and inaccurate Spanish (corrections greatly appreciated)

This is self indulgent trash and I the humble outdoor cat feasting on the week old chicken wings inside it.

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It was stupid to be out in the forest this late, you knew how stupid it was to be in the forest this late.

You were exhausted. Your boss had worked you to the bone for the last three fucking years and still had the nerve to complain when you used your pto for a single week off to enjoy Halloween—your least busy week of the year—by yourself in a cozy little cabin in the woods.

But you were also stupid. So stupid. And so scared. Your first day in you nearly gave yourself carbon monoxide poisoning when you forgot to open the fireplace hatch. Your second day, you'd left the gas on for an hour and set the smoke alarm off for the second time in three days, and now, your third day in, you saw what looked like a limping dog outside, in the pitch black darkness and your dumbass decided to follow it?

You were cursing yourself out the entire time. Horror movie rule number one was without fail, the black guy dies first. And here you were waltzing into the woods after a random animal that you full well could've hallucinated.

But you didn't. You know you didn't. And while that dog was huge, if it was willing to come that close to the house it had to have been someone's pet. Even if it was a wolf dog or something it was obvious it had been abandoned. You weren't a vet, but it seemed way too alert and aware of how you stood by the door. You'd seen YouTube videos of how animals with rabies acted. They were haunting, but the dog didn't move like that. Aside from a slight limp its head still darted in your direction when it spotted you peeking out the giant glass door into the backyard. Its tongue lolled out of its mouth when it heard you call after it for godsake.

You couldn't explain why or how, and you hoped it wouldn't attack you because explaining why you left the house to medical professionals would make you feel like the biggest wet noodle known to man, but it looked like it wanted you to come closer. So you did.

You walked towards it slowly, making sure to avoid eye contact and making yourself look too big or too small, trying to remember the "if it's black fight back, if it's brown get down" rule and whether or not that only applied to bears. You managed to close enough distance between the two of you that you could shine your phone's weak flashlight on the creature to check if there was any blood on it.

Thankfully there wasn't, not so thankfully it got up, and calmly walked further into the woods, turning its head back every few steps to stare at you pathetically.

At this point, maybe if you hadn't finished half a bottle of pink moscato, you would've recognized that it was probably just politely asking you to back off. In the way an animal does when it does not want to fight. But sadly, you had. And the wolf wasn't staring at you like it was trying to avoid a fight, It was staring at you like how dogs stare at people in those probably faked rescue videos where they lead the cameraman to a den full of newborn puppies.

You didn't know what was wrong with this animal but you knew you wouldn't be able to sleep at night if you didn't make sure. And you didn't know that there were multiple hotlines in the area you could call instead of risking both of your lives.

It kept looking back at you, tail flat between its legs, ears pinned back, what could only be considered a giant dopey looking smile on its face as you trailed behind it for long enough that your feet started to hurt despite the hiking boots you'd thrown on before leaving the house.

You were freezing sadly because it was the sole practical element of your outfit.

You were in a lacy pink silk nightie that stopped just at your thigh. Thick brown thighs jiggling a little with each step. If you'd bent over, the wolf could've gotten a nice and pleasant view of your pussy peaking out from underneath the fabric cause you never went to bed with panties on. You could've run to pick some up but you didn't want to chance that the animal would be gone by the time you got back with no proof of if it even existed.

Your phone battery was low. Not dangerously so, but enough that it made you really stupid for going out without your little pink portable charger.

But it was such a stupid spontaneous decision. One you'd spend the rest of your life paying for.

You froze when the wolf darted out of sight suddenly. So fast you didn't have time to point your light towards the direction it ran, it was gone before your eyes had caught up to your ears and processed the rustling of leaves trailing off into the distance.

And now you were painfully aware of the fact that you were alone in the woods. And you had no idea how far you'd gone off the path. And that even if it had stayed, the injured animal probably couldn't offer you much help against a bear, or worse, a man with a gun.

You started shivering, the crisp fall air was delightful in the early mornings, but the sun set at 5pm that day and it was in the high forties now. You weren't even wearing a little sweater to keep your arms warm.

Valeria noticed.

She hadn't actually been injured. She wasn't even limping believe it or not, you just weren't wearing your glasses and couldn't tell that she was walking normally. Let alone that she was much much bigger than a wolf dog.

You smelled divine with your pumpkin spice body oil and the cheap wine clinging to your lips.

Valeria was here for fun too. She owned these woods. And everything in them. She was stunned that you hadn't noticed how deadly silent your romantic evening walk had been. There were so many signs this was a trap.

It wasn't at first, of course. She rented the cabin out. She liked to see who stayed in her home away from home when she wasn't there. What they smelled like. Tasted like. If they looked fun to hunt. But then there you were. Standing outside in your pretty pink dress, her favorite color glowing against your skin and making you look like a goddess underneath the light of the moon. Normally she'd have left you alone. She'd always had a soft spot for pretty girls. But you looked and smelled so divine she just had to get closer. And closer. And closer.

She realized you'd spotted her the moment she realized you were her mate.

She could've shat herself she was so scared. The elation from finding her mate and complete dread at the fact that you were so gullible consumed her with every step you took further into the forest.

She'd have to teach you a lesson.

With all the spoiling she was gonna do to you, you'd probably get bratty. She'd have to teach you many more. She wasn't complaining.

But for now, you needed to learn why you don't follow strange animals into the woods.

And you needed to learn that you were hers. Quickly.

You looked around erratically. On the verge of tears. She could hear your little heartbeat racing.

That's when she decided to shift back.

"Excuse me, are you alright?" She nearly convinced herself she meant it.

You jolted around and immediately started bawling. She wrapped her arms around you, pressing you to her bare chest.

"Hey, it's alright. Can you tell me what happened, princesa?

You nodded, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I've just been so stressed at work and there was this dog—I think it was a wolf dog, and she's hurt and she's definitely someone's pet and she looked like she was leading me to her puppies and I got worried cause if she was willing to lead me there, that means she'd be willing to lead someone dangerous there, so I followed her and we went too deep into the woods and I'm on vacation, I don't know these woods, I'm from L.A.!"

She nodded along, trying to hold back her laughter.

"Pobrecita. You just need someone to protect you, huh?"

You froze. Suddenly and painfully aware of the fact that your head was pressed directly into the bare tits of another woman. You were far from displeased and it wasn't the first time, but still, why in the flying fuck would there be a woman in the woods even more naked than you were?

"Um, ma'am, why are you naked?"

She tossed her head back laughing.

"Ay, que rico, la niña que no lleva nada más que su lencería quiere saber por qué estoy desnuda."

You were kicking yourself mentally at the fact that you hadn't been more serious about learning Spanish all these years. That little green owl was going to kill you if this weird ass woman didn't do the job for him.

"I'm sorry?" Was all you said instead, trying to make your way out of her embrace.

It didn't work. She did let you wiggle around enough that you could crane your neck to look up at her, however, and by god were you grateful. Big pretty brown eyes, hair the perfect length to tug on while she ate you out, an aquiline nose. And the most beautiful, wolfish smile you could ever imagine.

She was the kind of woman that'd make you leave a room just to avoid embarrassing yourself in front of her.

You immediately felt guilty for sexualizing her despite the fact that she was naked and had pressed your face into her tits two seconds ago.

"Shit, you're not doing so hot either, huh? Do you wanna go back to where I'm staying and get some hot chocolate, maybe a shower? Alone! Of course! I can call anyone if you need help too! Oh wait I forgot I had my phone! I can just call the sheriff or something—" she grabbed your phone out of your hands and threw it off into the woods.

You were silent for an embarrassingly long time.

"What the fuck dude." You said it so quietly and calmly Valeria couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry. I'll remember where it went in the morning."

You tried with a lot more fervor to put yourself far out of arms reach from the woman, failing every time. She didn't even have to exert a large amount of strength to pin you to her. You didn't let it stop you, but you knew, you wouldn't be moving unless she let you.

She let her long, sharp—sharper than they should be, you had a fresh set of stilettos, they were not that sharp—nails graze your skin just slightly. A warning. You weren't dumb enough to miss that.

"Stop. Moving." Something was wrong. She growled at you. You'd been growled at before in bed by exes, they didn't sound like that. She sounded like she was barely able to form the words. Like she was twisting her vocal cords around to make sense of the random sounds and syncopations that just so happened to make your little pussy drool.

"Here's what's going to happen, princesa. I'm going to give you..." she leaned in to sniff at your bonnet, shivering and pressing her mouth to your forehead, letting out a moan as her hand snaked down your waist to rub at your ass, just above where your nightgown had already ridden up more than dangerously high. "Ten seconds."

"...Ten seconds to what?"

You could feel her grin grow unnaturally wide against you.

"To run."

This time you shivered. This poor woman was crazy and in need of help and here you were getting off to her delusions. What a creep.

"And then when I catch you, I'm going to breed that wet little pussy. I'm going to take you home. And I'm going to fill you up some more, sólo para asegurarme de que funciona."

You were having a hard time breathing. Her voice was so low and even. Her fingers danced at the hem of your dress and as awful as it was you didn't even want to run. You wanted her to snake her fingers just a bit lower and breed you here. You needed her fingers, her cock, her mouth, whatever she'd give you. You could feel your own cum pooling down your thighs which had literally never happened to you before. She was causing chemical reactions in your body you weren't sure had been previously seen within the human race.

She huffed, smiling a bit.

"Oh! Someone's excited."

You whimpered a bit, at the sensation of her claws digging into the fat of your ass.

"Let's get something straight, princesa. If you don't run properly," she pressed you even closer to her, "if you don't make the chase fun," she trailed her nose down the side of your face, pressing you impossibly close. Her grip so tight it was starting to actually hurt, "then I'll kill you."

You laughed a little bit, or tried to. Wheezed would be more accurate.

"Oh, I'm not kidding. Tengo que demostrar que serás una buena compañera, nena. Que te aseguraras de que tus hijas sean fuertes."

Valeria was of course, lying. But you didn't know that. You didn't know that she'd make sure your kids would grow up nice and strong and much much smarter than their ditsy mother was the day they first met.

"You ready, coñejita?" Her grip loosened slightly, and you immediately took your chance to bite her on the neck. Hard. Hoping she'd let go completely and you'd be able to run back to your cabin and use the ancient house phone before she cut the lines or something.

She didn't though, she just frowned. But you could see the edges of her lips fighting to twitch up into her normal Cheshire grin.

"I didn't say it was time to start running, coñejita."

She grabbed your jaw and tilted your head to the side, trailing her sharp teeth down your neck. You felt like they were cutting skin but her hot breath soothed the ache the second it started.

"En su marca."

She grabbed your ass so hard you could feel the chill night air on your dripping cunt.

"Lista."

She pressed a kiss to your neck with a gentleness you wouldn't have guessed she'd be capable of.

"Fuera."

You knew what it meant but she still didn't let go. She wanted you to feel it through your body when the chase had really begun.

She whispered into you ear, teasingly. Joyfully. An excited impatience emanating from her voice.

"Run."

[archangeldyke-all]

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

YES i fucking LOVE THIS

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

men and minors dni

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

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

singed told her she'd be okay.

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

singed is a fucking liar.

the next full moon, sevika turns into a cat.

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

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

so she just... deals with it.

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

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

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

which is how she meets you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

and then there's your newest visitor.

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

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

.....

sevika's fucked.

she's so, so, so fucked.

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

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

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

she doesn't know where to go.

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

wait.

she knows someone who likes street cats.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"wha--"

"i'm sevika."

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

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

"i don't--"

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

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

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

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

"i-i'm not a creep!"

"you've seen me naked!"

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

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

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

sevika groans before bursting into laughter with you.

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[eternalpariah]

HELLO SEVIKA NATION

[grimmbane]

Introduction

Hello! I'm Grimmbane or Grimm for short! Here's my blog which is focused around my fics: currently focused on my Arcane Werewolf/Vampire AU! I'll post stuff about my fic, answer questions, and post updates. Feel free to ask questions, my inbox is open :)

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Grimm's Arcane Werewolf-Vampire AU

That Unwanted Animal

Rating: Mature

Chapters: 3/6 (Ongoing)

Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends

Relationships: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)/Vander (League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends) & Silco (Arcane: League of Legends) & Vander (League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends)/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends), Singed (League of Legends), Original Characters, Viktor (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Claggor (Arcane: League of Legends), Mylo (Arcane: League of Legends), Isha (Arcane: League of Legends), Benzo (Arcane: League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Full Shift Werewolves, Vampire Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Werewolf Vander (League of Legends), Trans Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Young Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Young Vander (League of Legends), Pregnancy, Good Parent Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Good Parent Vander (League of Legends), Pre-Arcane: League of Legends, Silco Needs Therapy (Arcane: League of Legends), Jinx Goes by Powder (League of Legends), Viktor Vi Powder and Isha are Vanco's bio kids, Ekko Mylo and Claggor are Vanco's adopted kids, I'm Bad At Summaries, Do Not Upload to Other Sites, do not feed to A.I

Summary: Silco and Vander are leaders of the rebellion as well as being leaders of the vampires and werewolves respectively with Felicia serving as the third leader and leader of the Humans. They revolt against Piltover and their abhorrent treatment of both Zaun and werewolves and vampires, fighting for the independent Nation of Zaun. Out of love but also necessity, Silco and Vander become mates. What follows is a collection of one-shots as they accidentally start a family in the middle of the rebellion and how their family grows but how they grow as well.

Feed The Machine

Rating: Mature

Chapters: 1/5 (Ongoing)

Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends

Relationships: Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends) & Vander (League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends) & Vander (League of Legends), Felicia & Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends) & Silco (Arcane: League of Legends) & Vander (League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)/Vander (League of Legends), (at the end)

Characters: Vander (League of Legends), Felicia (Arcane: League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Original Characters

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Full Shift Werewolves, Vampire Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Werewolf Vander (League of Legends), Trans Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Young Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Young Vander (League of Legends), Canon-Typical Violence, Pre-Arcane: League of Legends, First Meetings, Child Neglect, Vander Needs A Hug (League of Legends), Abuse of Authority, silver bracelets, Don't worry Felicia and Silco put an end to that, Murder, no beta we die like Jayce's supposed "heterosexuality", I'm Bad At Tagging, I'm Bad At Summaries, Do Not Upload to Other Sites, Do not feed to A.I.

Summary: The prequel to That Unwanted Animal. Vander is a young werewolf in the mines, targeted by a prejudiced overseer. Felicia is a firecracker who dreams of a revolution. They meet Silco, a vampire climbing his way up the ladder and leaving a trail of blood. Together, they will be the spark that lights the revolution.

Secret Worlds

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 1/?

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends

Relationships: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)/Vander (League of Legends)

Characters: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), mentions of other characters

(UPCOMING FIC) Champion

This will be the sequel to That Unwanted Animal and will be released once the previous series are complete! This fic follows Viktor and Jayce in a rivals to lovers as both attend Piltover Academy.

[creatur3featur3]

!!!

totally unrelated from writing but we can all agree that Sevika has puppy eyes, like- adorable puppy eyes like omfg i love them-

anyways I don't think i've mentioned it but for the people that read my welcome, i'm a artist! I mainly draw anthropomorphic animals but I also draw humans :)

that being said, what if Sevika could give 200% more effective puppy eyes?

here's my idea of Sevika as a werewolf or just a dog- she gives me mixed so she's mainly German Shepard but she's got some wolf in her just because she's so big in the show 😭

I know this isn't what you're probably looking for but I just wanted to see how it did on here :) also these are heavily referenced drawings, was doing a style test and decided to color two of them!!

[abitohoney]

Thinking about this screenshot again...

She would make such a perfect werewolf. 🐺

[sevikasb1tch]

this is a collection of my favourite arcane stuff

enjoy

[yukautism]

werewolf sevika and vampire mel 🙂‍↕️

them having wild lesbian monster sex and mel walking sevika like a dog on full moon nights as part of their kinky sex life

mel getting sevika the most extravagant and expensive collars and sevika getting wet just as the sight of them

sevika is 100% a top & dom until it comes to mel and then she is the most submissive top ever. mel turns her brain to mush in a way that she never gets from someone else

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ghhhh i reposted this on twt but idc i want it here too…

New haircut

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Werewolf Sevika !!

Men DNI

DO NOT use or repost my art without credit/permission

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Jinx: Oh hey, turns out that big scary werewolf that attacked us is actually Vander, back from the dead! Isn’t that great?

Sevika, who has a very vivid memory of betraying Vander in favour of Silco, sweating bullets: The big scary werewolf is who now

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werewolf!Sevika chasing reader in the woods for kinktober 👁️👁️

(alpha!Sevika for extra flavor 🙂‍↕️)

YUP YUP!!!! KINKTOBER DAY 7 - ABO. alpha!sevika x omega!reader

cw: abo dynamics, breeding kink, needy needy sex - unfortunatley tamer than i wanted it to be.

no men, minors, ageless/blank blogs allowed!!!!!!!!

sevika would often say "the chase is always sweeter than the prize". well that was before she had met you, the prettiest omega in the world, the only person she'd drop to a knee for. when she first scented you it was winter, she'd all but visibly stalked your warm scent through the streets and lost you in the woods.

she hadn't seen you since, if you lived past the trees you were in a no-mans-land. she didn't know how you could possibly be safe there alone and no one but silco knew she had a task force dedicated to finding and keeping you safe.

it's six months before they get a lead, a scent that drifted into an opening, and there was your cabin, sizeable and lush with green and flowers of every variety and colour. sevika instructed her people not to make contact and tonight, she had called them off completely. tonight, you were hers and hers alone.

from here it was between the two of you. she waits until nightfall, the air crisp and cooling her sunburnt skin. sevika is on the edge of impatience when she hears a branch crack behind her. she turns at the sound, a waft of your scent overwhelming her as you leap off further into the forest. sevika starts running, she's strong one of the strongest alphas in zaun - any omega would kill to have an alpha like her. one hell-bent on their pleasure and the destruction of all who would cause them harm. and here you are making her chase you.

and sevika was grateful for the opportunity, she's stumbling into trees and breaking bark off with the force, chasing you in this place you knew so well - she could only chuckle when she finally picks your fresh scent up again, only meters from your home.

sevika opens the door and sighs at the sight of you clad in a short linen nightgown falling against your plush curves. "omega,"

it's more of a command than a call and of course you follow her voice until you're standing in front of her, the stallion of a woman, her chest puffed in pride her stance making you bare your neck and sevika moans at the sight.

"made me chase just to give in so easily," sevika places a hand gingerly on your hip, "s'a bit pathetic don't you think?"

you shudder at her words, falling into her chest as grips your hips and pulls you closer. "i can't help it when you're this close -" finally you look up at sevika with your big bright eyes and she's hypnotised. she knows in that moment that you could ask her to do anything, anything and saying yes to you - doing it would be easier than breathing for her.

"i couldn't keep running from the need - from you," you finally admit, your hand snaking into her soft hair and you mona at the texture. "i've been fighting it for so long," you moan, reaching up to brush your nose against her collarbone and it's then that sevika can really smell you, under the adrenaline and the fear - the lust and genuine need. your heat rising to the top of your skin as if asking to stop the niceties.

sevika swoops down to kiss you, already heated and moaning into your mouth at the taste of you. she's squeezing and rubbing you ass and tugging at you nipples until you're whining profanities into her mouth. sevika lifts you up onto a table in your living room and kisses down your chest.

the way you groan at the feeling of her mouth on your nipples, her fingers warm and rough squeezing your nipples. the pent up need pouring out in pleasure as you cum.

"fuck, i need to taste," sevika groans kneeling and pulling your legs over her thighs to kiss between them and then lap at your pussy, suckling and licking your clit. she groans loudlhy at the taste of your cunt, easing her tongue into you and feeling herself start to throb painfully. sevika sinks a thick finger into your pussy and grips your thigh to keep your legs apart as she eats you.

"god, fuck thank you alpha, thank you," you yell, mouth perpetually open as you grip her hair. when you open your eyes, she's watching you keenly, her brows furrowed moaning all the time, you cum and sevika buries her head impossibly deeper, her fingers reaching a deep hilt inside you.

the way your soft cunt is throbbing on her fingers she can't help the cum from spills into her boxers, her cock sensitive with need. "please omega, wanna be inside you - need to fill you up, cum inside you,"

sevika whines, standing and without a hint of effort she picks you up, grabbing hold of you pillowy ass and carries you into the nearest room, the one that smells most like you and gently lays you on the bed.

"need you, sev, please," you gasp your eyes teary and your pussy pulsing, wet and sensitive. and "fuck, oh god, fuck you feel perfect," she's whining and trying not to cum when she eases inside you. sevika chokes on her moans, the sound of you heaving and the feeling of you bucking up into her has her cumming prematurely.

"shit mmhshit," sevika groans and still can't stop bucking her hips into you, sevika rubs your wet puffy clit until you're crying, shaking and making a mess on her dick

"need your knot," you whine, body shuddering as sev starts to snap and buck her hips against you -

"come on baby, one more f'me, just to make sure it takes. wanna get you pregnant," she moans, her knot swelling, your pulsating pussy so soft and fuck the way she's grinding into you - rubbing your gspot perfectly -

all that can be heard between the both of you is moans of glory and profanity, you grip sevika's arms, holding your hips down, "my pretty baby, gonna make you mine, cum on my cock honey,"

your eyes roll back when sev's hips snap hard into you and you cum, the feelking of euphoria prolonged when she cums inside you, her knot swelling, sevika leans over you in your final bouts of pleasure, kissing your face and holding you close.

🤫🏷️ @archangeldyke-all @sexysapphicshopowner @sevsbaby @iamaboringrattat @lavendersgirl @opropheticsoul @ariariarr @femme-historian

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A complete guide to Blue Daddy's Girl (my) Arcane fics

Multi-chapter

Fathers and Daughters (My big hit)

Alternate AU set after S01E03, where Silco adopts both Vi and Powder. Large ensemble cast, multiple POVs, but mostly Vi.

100k words. Completed. Fanart chapters and art comms.

While the World Turns Around

Silco/Vander post betrayal reconciliation AU. Set before the show. POV Vander.

5.2k words. Completed. Entire chapter of gifted fanart at the end.

Our Love, That Flows Into the Sea is the same fic but from the POV of Silco. Unfinished WIP I don't plan on continuing.

The Shimmer Baron’s Family

Silco/Vander Regency AU. Estranged family, set during a ball at the Medarda estate.

10k words. Unfinished. No plans to finish it, stop asking lol or else make a serious request via my ko-fi.

A Stray

4.7k. Set in the "good verse". Silco and Vander adopt Viktor. One shot converted to WIP, has fanart.

Whatever I do, this is where we end

A dark Silco time loop, but told from the POV of Vander, who gets reset every time unknowingly. Strong themes of violence, suicide, despair and smut. Read the tags.

7.7k words. Completed. No fanart.

Science of the Soul

Ongoing WIP, Jayvik Avatar AU in which Zaunites are Na'vi and everyone from Piltover are humans. With art from me and others.

Cursed, by a brush of your hand

Silco/Vander soulmate AU where the soulmark is framed as a potential life ending curse. Aroace Silco, BFF with Renata Glasc. Basically an aroace perspective on soulmates.

7k words. Completed. No fanart.

What I wouldn’t do for you

Silco & Vander role swap. Silco adopts the kids and runs the Last Drop.

5.2k words. Completed. Open ending. No fanart.

The Darkin Child

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

4.3k words. Unfinished, no plans to finish it.

The Centaur Breaker

Silly centaur AU with Silco as a rancher in a fantasy world (not a US Far West setting), rescuing captured centaurs. Vander, Sevika, Jinx & Vi as centaurs.

2.8k words. Unfinished. Only a single chapter and no plans to continue.

☆ Arcane Art Dump 

The home of all my Arcane fanarts worth saving.

One Shots

Those are sorted by kudos, from the most popular down to least.

Pretty Blue Puffs of Arcane Smoke

829 words. Silco and Powder discuss getting tattoos. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU.

Worries, and ways to dispel them & Explosions, and their fallout

5k words total. Silco x Reader two parter, written in the week before season 1's finale. 2nd person gender neutral reader without body description.

Lost Child

3.7k words. Pirate Silco is back in Zaun and trying to avoid Vander. He runs into a lost child called "Cait" at Bridgewaltz market.

The Monster Within & The Monster Without

1.3k words for Monster Within. Post-betrayal Silco recovers and cuts his hair. Based on a fanart by @/Wish. 1.6k words for Monster Without. Set at the same time, but Vander POV as he deals with emotional turmoil after attacking Silco (probably my favourite one shot to this day).

Adoption

1.8k words. Vander and Silco are still brothers. They discuss adopting the girls in this no-betrayal AU.

Beer And Bribery

2k words. Vi & Sevika. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. Vi asks Sevika for help picking a present for Silco. Written for the Arcane parenting week event.

Let Me Try

4.3k words. Newest on the list! Arcane season 2 finale fix it. Timebomb... Ekko walks away from the final battle in a daze after learning that Jinx is dead. She isn't, no matter what Vi may believe.

Not Dead Yet & A Friend In Need

3k words total. Jinx finds a dead body in Zaun, but Viktor isn’t quite dead yet. Jinx & Viktor, written prior to season 2 for Sicktember.

Without Questions

627 words. Written for a fanart that is currently down, but hopefully I'll fix it soon. Young Zaundads fluff. Vander doesn’t understand what Silco sees in him, but he’s not willing to question it.

Gun Nerds Of All Nations

3k words. Set in a similar AU to F&D but not actually. Powder & young Caitlyn bond at a fair's shooting competition. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Memories of Sweetness

2k words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. Silco discovers that a staple food of his youth, long thought to have disappeared from Zaun, is back on the streets. He has to share this with Powder and Vi, both born too late to have ever tried it.

No Favourite

1.2k words. Vander claims he doesn't have a favourite among his kids, but they don't see it that way. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Hard Truths

3k words. Ren (Marcus' daughter) tries to find to meaning to her father’s death and ends up meeting Jinx in Zaun.

Blame

830 words. Jinx POV heavy angst. Jinx talks to Silco after his death, until Sevika comes to find her. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

A Lesson In Silence

3k words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. Mek (now known as Gustove) takes Powder on a spying mission. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Last Chance

1.3k words. Past Silco/Vander. Missing scene in the cannery, a private conversation between them. Generally bitter sweet and canon compliant.

Son of Zaun

2k words. One day, Silco's mother took him up-top, to see the sky, the sun, and the people who live above them all.

Sepia Smile

732 words. The photograph is faded, its sepia tones keeping the colour of the man's eyes a secret. Vi stares at it for a long time, perplexed. She doesn't understand what Vander saw in him. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

A Terrible Gamble

2.3k words. Jinx (and Silco whispering in her mind) set off to rescue Vander from Singed’s lab after the events of season 2.

On Your Head

2.5k words. Alternate retelling of Mel and the young princess' of her memories. In the Princess' POV.

Drunken Dreams

Comic fanart. Jinx brings a drunk Vi home.

Just a cough & Dramatics

685 words for Just a cough. The moment Silco wakes up with a sore throat, he knows he's in trouble with Vander. Written for Sictember. 1k words for Dramatics. Vander sickfic to match.

A Fresh Start

1.9k words. Second person POV where you are brought to a recovering Silco in secret, and give him a haircut and much needed comfort. Gen fic.

Eat You Alive

604 words. Dark!Vi kills Caitlyn as soon as they enter the Lanes.

Maintenance

1.6k words. Explicit. A smutty Mek/Marcus with power dynamics in Silco’s office.

A Haunting

754 words. Heavy angst Vander & Silco meet shortly after the betrayal.

A Touch of Memory

2.2k words. A self-indulgent Star Wars crossover set in the Old Republic with Sith Silco, Jinx and Sevika and Mandalorian Vander. Has links to fanart.

In the Jaws of the Fox

247 words. Mel/Jayce. Mel contemplates the man sprawled in her bed, sleeping insouciantly.

Who Saves The Boy Saviour?

1.3k words. Dark fic!! Jinx captures Ekko post season 1 finale and straps him to the chair Silco used on Vander. Timebomb.

Ragdoll

766 words. A look into young Silco and Vander's budding relationship. It's complicated. With art, made for the Zaundads Zine.

A New Tattoo

968 words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. The story behind Mek’s tattoos.

Five Times Vi Got In Trouble

4.8k words. Vander & Grayson friendship fic done for a charity prize.

Bullseye

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

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