I Felt Sick Yesterday Again, So I Mostly Spent It Sleeping, But Now It's Nearly 2:30 A.m. I Can't Sleep,

Perfect proposal

@animelilou again I don’t think I quite hit the mark on what you wanted, but it is what I came up with.

“Isa! You’re just the Madrigal I’m looking for!” You declared, running up to Luisa’s older sister. She looked a little surprised. “I need your help.” You announced, which earned a sarcastic once over. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m going to propose and- Camilo!” Camilo dropped his Isabella shape and phased through his dad and Abuela before going back into himself. He stood for a moment in shock.

“Can I help?!?” He asked suddenly, looking excited.

“I guess, sure why not. If you have a brilliant idea, I’m all ears.” He thought for a moment.

“I have the best idea!” A few minutes later you were both standing behind Cassita as he laid out his plan.

“So I’ll be like” he shifted into a slightly evil looking cross between Mariano and Tio Bruno that loomed over the ground menacingly. “And you’ll be like ‘help help!’” He threw himself to the ground dramatically taking your form before jumping back up. “And Luisa will be like ‘I’ll save you’.” He shifted to Luisa and stood to the side of the previous two positions, chest puffed out hands on his hips. “And I’ll be like ‘run away run away!’” He shifted back into the evil character and ran in place. “And then you’ll be like ‘oh amor you saved me. Marry me!’” He said throwing himself on the ground again. Then he jumped back up turning into himself. “What do you think?”

“Needs more suspense.” You both jumped as Bruno’s voice sounded off to the side.

“It’s a marriage proposal, we’re not trying to traumatize her.” You said. “I appreciate the effort though.”

“Ugh fine.”

“I may want you to help anyway, even if it isn’t to create a damsel in distress situation.” You said fluffing his hair.

The real Isabella was definitely more help.

“Let me see the ring.” She said sitting on her bed with you. The ring was simple, a thin band of gold you had a craftsman in the village fashion from a necklace you inherited. An appropriately sized piece of clear spinel, what you could afford, sat in the center with tiny stones surrounding it.

“It isn’t much, definitely not as good as she deserves.”

“It’s perfect. She’ll love it.” Isa said, waving off your concerns. “It’s unique, and from the heart. That’s what matters. Now, what did you have in mind?”

“Certainly nothing as dramatic as Camilo’s idea.” Isa laughed.

“Dolores told me all about it.”

“I was wondering if you could use your gift to grow plants in a ‘will you marry me?’ formation. Or just ‘marry me?’ if that would be easier.”

“You aren’t honestly suggesting I would shirk on a proposal to my sister?”

“No, but I don’t want it to be super inconvenient for anyone either.” Isa waved a dismissive hand.

“You have gotten Abuela’s blessing, right?”

“Yes, a couple days ago. She asked what was taking so long.” You gave a sheepish laugh.

“Why don’t we look at potential spots tomorrow?” Isa suggested, “make sure we have the perfect spot.” You nodded and hugged her just as Luisa came in. You jumped and managed to stow the ring before she saw it.

“I, uh.” She looked back and forth between you both. “I was looking for you, y/n.”

“Well, you found me. What’s up?” You asked walking to the door.

“Nothing, I just haven’t really seen you today.” You nodded and took her hand, pulling her from the room. Once you were both on the landing you hugged her tight.

“I missed you too.” You said feeling her relax into the hug.

The next morning you and Isa traveled the entirety of the valley finding the perfect spot. Ultimately you settled for a clearing about a mile from the house. You leaned together whispering about how you would Augstin proof the area and get the plants where they needed to be. Luisa walked past where you sat, heads together planning, receiving a little wave each time before you put your attention back on Isa.

Isa got the plants arranged perfectly, using cacti and aloe, as well as orchids to spell out the proposal. Antonio with his animal friends and Camilo hung the curtains Mirabel had sewn right in front of them. Antonio was also placed on bee management, for Agustin’s sake.

The day arrived, and you slipped a note with directions under Luisa’s door. The note simply said ‘we need to talk’.

You stood in the clearing, fidgeting with your prettiest dress as a very distraught Luisa approached.

“I saw your note.”

“Luisa.” You moved to kneel and she cut you off.

“No no. I get it. Isabella is perfect she’s beautiful, she makes flowers grow.”

“Luisa?”

“I can under why you would choose her, I mean I’m just a big dumb.”

“Luisa!”

“My point is you two have my blessing. I know I can’t keep you and.”

“LUISA!”

“What?”

You dropped to a knee, pulled the box from your pocket and held it open. You stayed like that for a second before you remembered that you hadn’t said the trigger phrase.

“We need to talk!” You yelled over your shoulder. The curtains didn’t pull back so much as fall down, and you winced at the ‘oof!’ that had to have come from Agustin. The rest of the family stood awkwardly gesturing to the “Will you marry me?” in plants which had also suffered casualties from the falling curtain. The new message was ‘Will vou marrv me?’. You looked back at Luisa, cringing slightly at the disaster this had turned into.

Luisa.exe had stopped working. She stood, mouth slightly agape, blinking repeatedly. Slowly her hand raised to her mouth, tears dripping down her cheeks.

“Darling, I’m so sorry, I know this is kind of, well, worse than I inte-.” You started to rise but didn’t get any further as you found you were not on the ground any more. She hugged you tightly, spinning you in a circle hard enough that the ring box bounced off into the bushes, retrieved by one of Tio Bruno’s rats moments later. She kissed you hard before letting up.

“I take it that’s a ‘yes’? You asked, grinning.

“Yes. Yes!” She said. She set you down and you collected the ring from the rat and put it on her hand, her eyes never leaving your face. The rest of the family cheered, and Agustin ate the snack Julietta packed in case of emergencies.

Congratulations were extended, as well as a light bop on the head by a vine for Luisa. ‘As if I would steal your girlfriend.’ And there was a recounting of Camilo’s idea, which had been molded by Bruno into something truly dramatic. Eventually you were both left alone in the clearing. You flopped down to lay on the grass and Luisa joined you, linking her fingers with yours.

“I’m sorry.” She said softly.

“What for?” You asked rolling onto your side.

“I let my anxiety get the better of me instead of trusting you.”

“Hey, in hindsight, I wasn’t doing a very good job of not looking sneaky. And I was looking sneaky with your older sister too, of all things. I should have been more careful with your feelings.”

“You are wonderful.” She sighed, “I can’t imagine a better proposal.”

“I can, in fact I planned one. Should have asked Tio Felix to pull the other side of the curtain. He’s less accident prone.” Luisa laughed and pulled you over on top of her.

“It was perfect.”

My toxic trait is that “I can make them worse so much worse” 😭😭😭🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

My toxic trait is "I can fix them!"

sub sevika just makes my brain going mush AAHHH 

Bedroom Eyes - collared!Sevika x Femdom!Reader

Summary: Sevika comes in for regular sessions but she leaves with a little something extra.

A/N: This ended up being a little longer than I thought. I really indulged myself with shameless s*x and emotions. I can't help it, I love to pine. This was not proofread so all mistakes are my own. xoxo Ravioli <3

Warnings: smut 18+, collaring, leash tugging, shoe worship, leg worship, strap on use, reader only goes by 'Mistress', slight pup/pet play, language, slight angst with a happy ending

PS: Some of the titles of my fics are names of songs I associate the story with. This one is Bedroom Eyes by the Dum Dum Girls if you want to give it a listen <3

Minors do NOT interact

*Knock knock*

You'd be lying if you said you weren't anticipating your session with a certain brute force woman.

Sevika had been coming to you for months now. You weren't like the other girls that worked at Babette's. You took on a much different interest once you got comfortable and acquired the type of clientele that fit your 'talents'.

Never really been one to take any lip, playing nice and submitting felt like a waste to what you were truly capable of in your line of work. Word spread about you being one of the top Domme's at the brothel, which eventually brought in more customers seeking your services. All of them paid very handsomely as well. Especially Sevika.

You turned to meet the tall woman at the entryway. A smile made its way to your face when you noticed how meek she looked waiting for you to acknowledge her. Even though her stance stayed strong and tall, her back was stiff, eyes didn't come up to meet yours, and her hands fiddled at her sides.

Your head tilted to the side, "Always on time aren't you...Puppy?" The way the pet name left your lips flicked a switch inside the brunette. She wasn't in the head space yet, but she sure as hell was about to be. Sevika felt a tingle in the back of her head as that word wormed its way through her ear and twisted itself deep in the back of her mind.

"Don't get all shy on me now, pet. You can speak." You said to mostly reassure the woman. You wanted her to submit, not be afraid of her time here.

"My apologies, I'd never be late for you, Mistress." Just like your pet name for the taller woman affected her, the honorific she spoke back affected you. A title that already built you up but when spoken from her felt like it was laced in praise and gold.

"You certainly never are. Come in, make yourself comfortable while I grab some things." You gave Sevika a comforting smile before walking away to a dresser. The brunette slowly paced up to a couch with a long coffee table in front. On the table laid a crystal glass cup, a pack of smokes that Sevika mentioned she liked in passing that come from the Topside, and a bottle of stout whiskey.

Sevika grabbed the bottle and poured herself a heavy shot, admiring the small gesture and shuffles coming from the other side of the room. Hearing you move about but not being able to see what you were doing made the hair on the back of her neck stand in anticipation. She always looked forward to these sessions.

Sevika sprawled out on the couch a little more hoping to ease some of her nerves. Metal arm resting on the back of the head rest with her organic hand and glass resting on her lap. She swirled the liquid around and admired its reflections of light. Suddenly, you rounded into her field of view wearing an all black ensemble of a soft halter neck bra, baggy pants that only hugged your waist, and a leash and collar in each hand.

"I hope you don't mind me spoiling you a little, but I do look forward to seeing my favorite pet." You flashed her a wink that made her blush and duck her head. Her breathing became heavy as you walked up behind her. You let the back of your fingers touch the little hairs on the back of her neck as you wrapped the thick black studded collar around Sevika's muscular neck. Her breathing hitched at the tiny sparks of electricity. Her hand gripped the glass a little tighter and shook as she brought it to her lips for a sip.

When you fixed the collar to a suitable size you made your way back around the front of the sofa. Sevika's large fingers pawed at the tag and ring that dangled down to hit her collar bone. She couldn't see but felt little grooves on the front and back of the circular tag. A tiny bit of warmth spread through her chest. She felt like she belonged somewhere; here. Under you.

Once you came around to the front, you sought purchase on her lap. Sevika's face blushed once more at your closeness. Your hands felt the front of her top just at the hem and moved their way up. Your fingers brushing lightly over her breasts and grazing the spot her nipples rested behind the fabric. A small huff escaped from her mouth. The sound made you lift your eyes to look into her own steel colored orbs. Her pupils constantly expanding and shrinking.

Sevika was too distracted to even notice that you latched the leash to the o-ring. "Thank you for the gifts, Mistress." Your left hand came up to wrap the leash around it a couple times while the other touched her cheek. "Good behavior warrants good gifts, pet."

She shuddered. Yes, she is a good pet. "Now finish your drink so we can move to the bed." In a flash of a gulp, Sevika downed what little was left of the shot in her glass and lifted herself. You led the two of you back to the large plush bed that rested against the center of the back wall.

You sat down on the mattress with grace and crossed your legs. The brunette's gaze still baring down to you waiting for her first command of the session. You let your tongue peek out to wet your lips and in a sudden yank, pulled the leash on Sevika's collar. "Kneel in position."

She dropped like lightning, not wasting any time. Back straight, shoulders back, palms down. You let her have a confirming smile. Gods she was so good. Your ankle rolled around in front of Sevika's face and her eyes followed the circular motion.

"You look so hungry puppy. Have you been a good girl? Have you missed your Mistress?" You mocked in a sad tone, you knew Sevika was craving the control and release only you could give her.

"Yes, I-I've missed you a lot, Mistress." She always got nervous when you made her admit her feelings out loud but she needed to be more open, especially if she was going to serve to you. Your free hand moved slowly up your leg to the hem of your pants when you started to pull them down. Down passed your hips, then thighs. Down passed your calves and your ankles until they came completely off.

Sevika was drooling. That submissive voice in the back of her brain screaming to worship your long legs. She was so engrossed in her admiration for the softness of your legs that her eyes nearly skipped the all black shiny new strap and harness that rested around your waist.

You had been packing under your pants this whole time. Sevika's body vibrated with the anticipation of being claimed by you. You chuckled lowly. You noticed the intense hypnotizing stare the other woman was giving your lower body. Right hand moved up to grip the base of your faux member. You stroked it a couple times to rile up your muscular lover a little bit more.

"You look so good on your knees for me. Be a good little slut and worship Mistress' heels. If you're good enough she'll give your a big treat." Your smile bordered on malicious. You loved riling up the larger woman. She ducked down holding your eye contact while bringing her mouth down to the top of your shoe.

Her cheek rubbed at the top of your foot while her hand caressed your ankle. Her fingers moved up and down feeling the small width of your legs down to the tiny point of the heel. The amount of embarrassment felt so good. Her core pulsed with want as you watched her nuzzle and lick at your shiny black shoes.

This part was never so much Sevika's forte but she always wanted to worship. Her favorite body part were your legs that she held on hope that you'd let her worship next. She'd go to church every day if it meant she could bow between your thighs and praise the apex that barely peek from behind the strap.

You were moaning a little more now, still stroking yourself at the sight of such a strong and scary woman literally at your feet. She was the most beautiful like this. You tugged lightly up on the leash.

"Move your way up slowly Puppy." A whimper that was stuck in the back of Sevika's throat shot out as she surged her lips against your shin. The soft skin was unparalleled to anything she had ever felt before. She left sloppy open mouth kisses everywhere while her deft finger grazed up and down to feel the taught muscles and thick thighs that stretched above her.

Your breathing grew. All of the tingles from Sevika's mouth and hands began to spur you on more. The wetness between your legs started to seep down your folds. You were going to wreck her in the best way.

"Such a good girl," you purred, "your mouth is making me more wet by the minute Puppy. Remove your pants." Sevika didn't want to tear her hands away from where she was making your skin the most warm but her body was feeling trapped behind her tight clothes.

She was fumbling too much with the belt and it made her frustrated. Stupid thing giving her problems at a time like this, accidentally caused her to nip at your thigh. You yelped in surprise before giving her a warning tug. "Don't fuck it up now Princess. Bad dogs don't get treats."

"I'm sorry Mistress, I won't do it again." She made work of the belt finally getting it off and undoing the buttons and zipper of her pants. Before she could move her face closer to your cunt, you pulled her up from her place.

Sevika's knees looked deliciously red where she was kneeling. Her pants dropped the rest of the way off when she stood. You yanked her forward and surged your pointer and middle finger straight between her thighs feeling the wetness that was leaking out.

"Who made you wet like this Pet?"

"You Mistress." Your ministrations sped up at her answer.

"Who do you worship when no ones looking?"

"You Mistress." Her breathing was faltering, a fire began to dance behind your eyes.

"Who do you belong to?"

"Y-you Mistress." She whined and you pulled her forward hungrily taking her lips in yours. Your fingers dipped shallowly into her entrance to gather more slick only to move your hand away and rub your strap with her wetness. Your left hand wrapped more around the leash leaving little space between you and your sub. Your right hand reached back out to pull Sevika forward by her thighs.

Her body was moving on autopilot. Head fuzzy as she melted against your mouth. The way your tongue took hers sent goosebumps down her body. Her hands braced your shoulders while both of her strong thighs rested on either side of yours. She was moaning and whimpering into your mouth and you swallowed every single one. It fueled the feral fire inside your own body that screamed to take this woman in all of her glory.

You positioned the head of the strap at her plush entrance. Sevika rutted her hips against the feeling controlling herself to not take anymore than what was given. As your kisses got more intense, your left hand pulled harder on the black leather leash. The brunette's hips sank down slowly and absorbed the girth and length of your silicone toy into her wanting sex. A deep guttural moan weeped from her dark lips. So much need coursed through her body. Her muscles flexed involuntarily from the feeling of you buried inside of her.

Your hand massaged her thick thigh before moving back to cup her full ass cheek. Your hands palmed the soft flesh to encourage the woman to move against you more.

"You're taking me so well Pet. Such a good submissive slut for me." Sevika whimpered more at the praise. Her brain turned to mush at all of the stimulation she was receiving. If she couldn't get praise from her real job, she always knew she could get it from you. The feeling of being taken and collared began to make her body warm and her heart pound. The pressure of you tugging at her neck matched the pressure of the strap pressing against her spongey spot. She was seeing swirls behind her eyes caused by the immense pleasure that spread through her core.

You gripped her ass tighter and clenched your jaw. You were losing all control watching this brute of a woman willingly fall apart at your control. You couldn't stop staring at the way her pussy took in your toy every time you pushed it in. You wanted, no, needed more. You knew exactly what she was capable of.

The power of leaving this strong and modified woman a whimpering, crying mess at your will made your hips fuck faster into her. Her chest rose and fell heavily while sweat began to permeate her cropped top. Your hand moved away from her ass to grab her jaw.

"Lay on the bed and remove your top, now Pet." Your voice was demanding and it made Sevika whine. She mourned the loss of the sensation inside of her but she abided. The pleasure fogging her mind made her rush to take off her tight top and plopped down to the soft cold satin sheets.

When her eyes met you again, you had tore off your own top and stared down at where she lay. Confidence and power rolled off of you in waves. Her eyes trailed down to your bare chest to take in everything, the adrenaline making your nipples stand erect in the exposed air. She noticed how soft and full they looked and how they sat perfectly. The anticipation made her grip the sheets between her hands and spread her legs to welcome you in.

"I'm going to ruin you for anyone one else, Puppy. You're spread out so good like the hungry dog that you are." Sevika's eyes rolled into her head at your words. She was going to lose it.

You climbed up to her on the bed and wrapped her thighs around your smaller hips before plunging the glistening toy right back into her cunt. Sevika screamed when the toy slammed back into her g-spot. Her organic hand gripped the sheets tighter while the metal one ripped holes into the soft material. Your pace was hard and fast and there was no way you were going to let up. Her loud moans turned into incessant babbling as your piece hit into her over and over and over.

Her whole body was shaking in ecstasy. Her breasts tempting you as they bounced with each thrust. "Gods, you're so pretty like this. My stupid little sub being my best fuck toy." Your head dipped to her chest and your hand shoved two fingers in her open mouth.

Sevika automatically sucked on your digits that were still slightly sweet from when you touched her earlier. Her fat tongue swirled in between and around as best she could with how deep they were pressing towards the back of her throat. Your own tongue followed the same movement as hers around her hardened nipple. Her skin was salty with the light sheen of sweat that coated her body. Her breast felt so soft pressed against your face as your pressed into her more to suck her stiff bud harder into your mouth.

The larger woman wanted to cum so bad. She was close but she was still missing the stimulation she craved to her clit. The nub pulsed with want. The pressure of the flare base that slapped against her skin wasn't stimulating enough. But she knew it'd all be over once you gave her that last bit of sweet attention.

Your sucking and biting was ruthless. When you released her breast with a pop, you lifted and noticed all of the red marks littering her chest. You were smiling down as your hips continued your rough pace inside of Sevika. Not remembering when you made those, you must have lost control while you were down there. You gave one single thrust until you slowed the roll of your hips. Your sub was still whimpering something around your fingers.

"Use your words Puppy. What do you need?" A string of spit connected your fingers to her mouth when you moved them away to let her speak. "Please Mistress, I need you." You smirked and tilted your head.

"I'm filling you up with my cock and sucking your chest. What more does my greedy slut need?" The other woman's breathing was heavily labored.

"M-my clit please. Wanna cum on your cock, s-so close."

You let out a mocking laugh. "Such a greedy little dog. You want more pleasure? If you don't cum with me, I will either not let you or I will punish you." Sevika nodded against the pillow, trying to focus her blurry sight on you.

Your hand came up and slapped the non scarred side of her face, "Use your words, Pet." Sevika arched her back at the sting.

"I u-understand, M-mistress."

"Good Dog."

You slammed your hips once more into her. You could feel her cunt sucking you in with every hard thrust you administered. You brought your spit covered fingers down to rub the laziest circles on Sevika's swollen clit. A tear rolled down her face at the finality of having that coursing feeling. You let your left hand come back up to the neglected leash that hung off the side of her one golden shoulder. You gripped the strap with as much strength you could muster to hit up into Sevika's weeping sex. The feeling of your skin pressing up against hers with her body shaking and moaning under you was bringing you closer. Your hips were stuttering while your fingers moved haphazard and without rhythm on her hard clit.

"I'm so close, Puppy. Cum with me, baby." Her clit pulsed and she clenched around you when you called her 'baby'. It was one of the more domestic pet names you've said to date. Even though being called 'Dog' or 'Puppy' sparked that secret submissive nature, calling her 'baby' lit a whole new fire.

"I wanna cum so bad with you, Mistress. Please, please, please..."

Your fingers rubbed faster and harder, your hips went deeper and deeper. The coil in your own stomach close to breaking and you weren't going to stop it for anything.

"3..."

"Please, please..."

"2..."

More pleas and drool fell from her mouth.

"1..."

Your hips snapped and sputtered as you came hard. The feeling of your own orgasm made you press the toy deep inside. Sevika came seconds later when you snapped your hips in your blind ecstasy. She moaned loud and deep, as the pleasure made her eyes roll into her head and her body spasm with tremors as wetness coated the strap and a little seeped out. It was the hardest she's came in her whole life.

Your own wetness leaked down your inner thighs while you caught your breath. You looked down on your pet, rubbing circles on her hips. Her body was soaked in sweat. The shiny gleam of her chest caught your eye while her breasts lifted and fell. Her soft lips were parted and her eyes were closed but twitched as they moved frantically behind her darkened lids.

Her sweaty body almost looked like it was covered in small diamonds. You took the time to take in each divot and curve of her muscles while you still had the opportunity. Sevika looked like art, crafted carefully from the finest marble. If you didn't know better you'd say that she was created to resemble a Goddess of war and strength.

Your hands mindlessly ran up both of her arms. She was made for force, whether it was natural or if she built herself up that way. She was known for striking fear and doing all of Silco's dirty work, yet she came to you every week and gave herself as if she were the most lax kitten.

Your fingers were now feeling up her chest just above her full breasts and slipping up the follow the dips of her collar bone. Your chest swelled with pride, and...something else. It made you swoon to think that you got to see the best of this woman. The most devoted of Zaun's inhabitants.

Her eyes fluttered open, and your breath hitched. Her grey eyes stared deeply into your own. When did your right hand come up to her cheek? Your thumb ran over the blue shimmering scars. They looked something beautiful like waves in a far off sea, or the speckles in an opal you saw once.

Her eyes welled up as you both gazed at each other. Her body running on exhaustion and autopilot. Her heart started to hammer in her chest. 'Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry' she tried to will herself. In her distraction she didn't notice when your lips met hers. The warmth in Sevika's chest finally burst. She doesn't remember a time in all of her sessions when you've ever kissed her like this. Sometimes it happened in the heat of the moment but never like this.

You were pouring so much emotion into the kiss. Trying to convey an emotion the two of you rarely felt from anyone else or for another person. What was that feeling? Both of your lips fit together like pieces completing a puzzle. The brunette's strong arms came up to wrap around your waist. She craved for your body to be closer impossibly even though you were still resting inside of her.

Sevika took in a sharp inhale at the mental image of what the two of you must look like. Sweaty broken messes, tangled up after the heat of a raw and intense session. She felt something wet and warm hit her cheek and roll down where your hand pressed against the side of her face. When she separated from your mouth, you quickly moved to sit up and hide your face. You carefully removed yourself from inside your sub before running to put a robe around yourself.

Sevika's body shot up to reach out for you. Her heart was barely containing itself from inside its cage. What was happening? Her body ran cold at the thought that you were about to break this whole thing off. She began to sweat again in the silent anticipation of what might happen next.

"You were a very good girl today, Puppy. I look forward to seeing you again soon." Your sentence was controlled but Sevika could hear the wobble in your voice. Why were you...crying? Relief briefly washed over the bigger woman but something was still bothering her. Her heart didn't cease its beating. It felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

She lifted from the bed and padded over to where you stood. Her hands came up to slowly wrap around your waist. Your body stiffened at the feeling before a sob jumped its way out. How could this have happened? When did you start feeling like this?

"I know this is complicated. Some of the words are very hard to find especially when you don't know what some of those words are."

Sevika whispered into your hair close to your ear from where her chin rested against your shoulder.

"It really looks like we have more in common than just...this."

Your hands dropped from covering your mouth and turned around in her strong arms. The redness in your eyes from your tears made the colors shine brighter. Sevika started to drown in your gaze but she had to pull herself together. Finish this.

"I'm not too good with words. But there's this feeling I get. When you call me by my pet names. When you called me...'baby'. I don't think I can walk away from this session the same way I have been able to."

Your brows scrunched together as your eyes started to well up again.

"What are you trying to say, Pup?"

The taller woman giggled at your use of her pet name. She softened at the small bit of comfort.

"I think I'm trying to say...I would like to see you more. Outside of these walls. I...uh...you deserve more than you've probably allowed yourself to have."

She was right. You knew she was speaking in a way that showed that she had also been denying herself some of the fruits of life trying to fight her way into a better world for everyone that had ever been cast aside into the Lanes. She was always going to have to be the scary attack dog for Silco but would you be able to accept the mask she had to put on for the world? Even though she was going to remove it for you when she returned?

"I think I have more than enough time to learn new tricks." You gave Sevika a watery wink before you slipped your head into the crook of her neck. She smelled of sweat, sex, and faint lotion.

Her arms wrapped tighter around you in a protective embrace. Her chin resting over the crown of your head.

Yes, new tricks indeed.

some fluff/comfort sevika with fem reader would be <33 absolutely amazing

☆ Sevika wasnt one to be soft with other but here she was, you in her arms, laying in her bed.

☆ She was running her human hand up and down your back while putting her forehead to yours.

☆ You both were silent other than the soft breathing from the both of you.

☆ It seemed as if the under city had went silent but it was just you two toning out the noise.

☆ She would never bring this up but she loved when you were running tour fingers through her hair.

☆ You had taken out her half ponytail and were massaging her scalp, you loved her with her hair down.

☆ She looked so soft right now, eyes looking back at each other.

☆ Sevika always kept her metal hand away from you, scared to hurt you.

☆ But if you ever lifted it up and kissed it like she could even feel it, she would melt.

☆ You were the only person Sevika trusted herself to let her guard down with.

☆ One hand massaging her scalp and the other tracing over her blue scars, she was insecure about them.

☆ You found them as a perfect imperfection, even her scars from fighting.

☆Some shes still embarrassed to tell you the stories behind them.

☆ Sevika trusted you so much that she let you be big spoon some nights, just needing you to hold onto her.

☆ Right now you were both just holding each other, limbs entangled in each others.

no one else mattered

How they show you love

including- mel, jinx, ekko, vi, sevika, ambessa, grayson, viktor.

MEL

-This woman loves buying you gifts all the time

-hand kisses are a must, she always kisses your hands during intimate moments.

-Mel loves if you guys can have a genuine moment in silence just laying together in bed or anywhere that you'd prefer.

-If she was called into council meeting earlier, she'd have flowers and chocolates/fruits delivered to the room.

-God, shes an artist, she likes to paint you all the time or symbolic representation of you.

- Nicknames like- Darling, honey, sweetheart, and love.

JINX

-she has so many ways in showing her love for you

-LOVES just kissing all over your face, especially if she has lipstick on.

-Names a new gadget after you and makes sure to treat it nicely.

-Steals things from piltover and gifts them to you, even if it gets her in trouble with Silco.

-Will give you her heart if you listen to her ramble about her gadgets.

Nicknames like - Trinket, sweetpea, baby, sugar pie honeybun, anything weird and cute.

VI

-Steals stuff off of other people and gifts it to you

-You guys eat at jerichos when theres nothing in the house, or you're too lazy to cook.

-Likes to play with your hair when stressed about things, or pulls your head to her chest.

- When shes having a bad day she sleeps with her head on your chest to hear your heartbeat.

-Nicknames- honey, sweetheart, muffin.

SEVIKA

-Sevikas biggest way of showing she loves you is showing you off around the undercity.

-Everyone knows that you belong to the most feared woman in Zaun.

- Loves to have you on her lap doing anything at all. paper work? Youre on her lap. Gambling? On her lap.

-Sevika isnt big on romance or sweet stuff but she'll watch movies in the house while you hold each other.

-Nicknames- Babe, sugar, princess.

AMBESSA

-Ambessa SPOILS you, like mother like daughter right?

-Gives you everything you could ever hope for in your life, whether its your own country or title, she'll get it for you.

-Will make you her arm candy for everyone to see who even thinks about glancing at her.

-You will have to massage her body though, but who are you to complain.

-Kisses your lips passionately all the time.

-Nicknames- Dear, honey, sweetheart, my queen.

GRAYSON

-You are her queen/royalty, she is always at your beck and call when not at work

-Kisses to your cheek and forehead when leaving for work.

-Takes you to the finest restaurants in piltover, really listens to how your day went.

-Prefers to stay in and cuddle while talking about anything.

Nicknames like - Darling, dear, honey.

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Midnight Meeting

Luisa x Reader, a little nsfw so stay away children

Quick thing, the incident at dinner mentioned in this isn’t linked to Isabela proposal, this takes place the year before the movie.

It was the middle of the night and you were sitting ‘patiently’ in the woods swirling your glass, you watched as the red wine spun against the smooth wall before gulping it down. Looking around one last time you huffed and hesitantly placed the empty glass back into your basket ready to leave but stopped as you heard the crunching of leaves and grass.

There in the distance you saw an all too familiar figure approaching you, “cachorro?” your desired individual came out through the foliage, there she stood, the strongest Madrigal wearing a sweet dopey smile and a beautifully soft pink dress that showed off her legs and her cleavage, “there you are mi tesoro, I thought you forgot about me?” holding your hand out to her she grabbed it and allowed you to pull her down next to you, “never, I love you too much for that,” reaching up you rested your hand against her cheek with your thumb petting her soft skin, leaning into your touch she begin kissing the palm of your hand with an apologetic look, “but I am sorry, Camilo was trying to follow me, I think my family is getting suspicious,” whining you buried your head into her chest and reached behind her, gripping onto the back of her dress.

You loved her family and were dying to meet them as Luisa’s girlfriend but that was the problem, you, a woman, were in a romantic relationship with another woman, and with the inability to judge Alma’s her opinion the two of you kept your relationship a secret.

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You comfort Sevika after she wakes up in pain...

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Sevika x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff with some angst, hurt/comfort, bit of swearing, mentions of scars, trauma, partial nudity

Word Count: 3,000~

Notes: I really wanted to write something for Sevika again and had an idea that I couldn't get out of my head of her waking up in pain from her missing arm, having some trauma and phantom pain associated with losing it after the explosion and just needing a bit of comfort and affection 🥺 Hope you enjoy this ❤️

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Strange sounds slowly stirred you awake, the squeak from the old mattress being the final noise to make you blink eyes open, squinting at the little light coming from the corner of the room, the faint pink from tubes of Shimmer kept on a shelf.

It took you a bit to realize what was making those odd noises, assuming it had just been part of the dream you forgot about the moment you woke up but after a couple of seconds of listening to what sounded like heavy breathing and soft grunting, you rolled over to take a look at Sevika who was at your side -- looking asleep but far from having a peaceful rest from the way her face contorted.

Narrowing eyes to try and focus on her features under the glow of the drug, you placed a hand on her cheek, the one with a big scar with bright lines of blue that seemed to pulsate to the rhythm of her heart-beat, erratic and constant. It worried you just how sweaty her skin was and how much every bit of it seemed to be twitching under your palm...but above all, it worried you how she whimpered…

It sounded like she was hurting…

Your heart ached, heavy with concern and sympathy for what you thought was her fighting against a nightmare, unable to help her besides caressing her cheek and hoping she would calm down.

Something seemed wrong, however -- the way her body jerked didn't seem normal and she suddenly shot up with a choked gasp, hunching over and touching at the where her arm used to be, the left one that got blown-up in the same explosion that scarred all the side of her body and left her with those ominous azure scars…

Sevika panted heavily, like she couldn't breathe...and it hurt you seeing her like that, clutching the stub of a lost arm, trying to reach and touch something that wasn't there anymore…

"Sev--", you barely got time to finish calling her when she stood up from the bed, turning back on you and stumbling across the room, almost falling on the way to the shelves glowing strong pink.

You pushed yourself up and quickly chased after her, watching the woman slump over against the wall, hand searching for Shimmer, trembling and dropping a tube, spilling it all over the floor with a bright glow and a loud sizzle.

"Fuck!", she groaned, banging fist on the wall.

"Sevika! What's wrong?", you moved closer, avoiding the puddle on the floor, finding the pink helped you see where you were going a bit better.

"Don't touch me!", she barked, making you stop in your tracks for a second but you knew something was wrong and she was trying to hide it from you.

"Sev...it's okay…", you reached out, touching her bare shoulder, her skin incredibly hot and damp.

She tensed up incredibly bad at your touch, letting out a sharp exhale, feeling far too aware of how sensitive her body was. You saw her shaky hand search for the left arm again and then fingers dig into the blue on her ribs, scratching furiously at the scars that seemed to itch. Quickly you wrapped your hands around a wrist and made her stop with a pull of the arm before she broke through skin.

"Stop, you're going to hurt yourself…", you scolded, feeling her pull the arm from you but let it drop to the side, clenching and stretching fingers to hold back the urge to touch her scars. "Sevika, what's wrong, baby?", you softened your tone and took a step closer, looking at the glowing stub.

You vaguely remember a conversation she had with Silco about finding a solution for the lost arm, something about a person named Smeech that would come visit them to make an offer. Until then she was given tube after tube of Shimmer to keep the fresh wounds from deteriorating and losing all sensation in the nerves but you hated seeing her use that shit -- she always jerked and sounded to be in pain and even though she always told you to go somewhere else, you stuck around and heard her through the walls, trying to muffle screams.

"Nothing...go back to bed…", she hated being seen as weak and being given pity and you knew it wasn't easy for her to get rid of old habits but you were hoping being together with her for a bit now would have shown her you could be trusted.

Backing down wasn't something you would do, however -- you knew it would take some effort and pushing her a bit to get her to open up to you.

She'd done that before.

You needed to be patient and give her time while showing you would be there for her, comforting in a less vocal way because she wasn't the type to be overly vocal about any of her personal stuff…

Hating the idea of her shoving Shimmer into her body in such a state, you refused to take another tube and merely took her hand, caressing over a set of busted knuckles, trying to get her to look at you. She avoided your gaze but that was ok, you would wait and keep doting on her warm hand.

"I'm not going anywhere, you know that.", you spoke softly but firmly enough for her to snort.

"Yeah, you're stubborn as fuck sometimes…,", her voice sounded pained and you could feel her hand squeezing yours. It made you wonder if it was her way of fighting the urge to touch her wounds or if it was her body's way of begging for the pink drug.

That shit was addictive and you knew how it could mess someone up if used too often. You didn't like the thought of her becoming like those beggars in the sketchiest part of town you'd seen while out on errands for Silco. She never seemed bothered by their presence but you remembered how hard she tried to avoid Shimmer after coming back, only to succumb a few hours later due to intense pain.

You couldn't judge her or any of those addicts for what they were going through because you knew in similar situations you would have been there too but you just happened to be lucky to have Sevika keep you away from it, her overly protective nature something that kept you closer since childhood.

Of course...when it came to her being protected then that was a different story. She would never admit needing help, never accepting it unless it was absolutely necessary and even then wanted to do everything herself and be independent…

That was why you had to keep trying…

Eventually she would let you help her…

"Sounds like projecting to me…", you chuckled softly, feeling her hand relax a bit and body turn a bit for you to see a bit of her face, gray eyes looking towards the shelves. Quieting your voice, you spoke;"How about we sit down for now and if you really need it, I'll give you a boost?", raising her hand to give those knuckles a few kisses.

Sevika chewed on her lip for a couple of seconds, studying the bright color in the tubes before giving you a short nod, letting you lead her back to bed so she could sit down while you crawled closer to press yourself up against her back. Bare and hot, sweaty and sticky, you wrapped your arms around her neck and urged her to rest against your chest.

"Do you want to tell me what's up?", you asked, kissing the back of her neck where the loose hair couldn't reach. It was getting long enough for her to put it in a bun. You thought she looked better like this -- with her nice, dark hair hanging freely.

Sevika groaned as an answer which was better than being completely silent. You chuckled and pressed your cheek to her shoulder, lowering an arm to caress hers, massaging the muscle softly, rubbing at her collarbones, stopping on her chest.

For a moment you looked at the scarred stub, wondering if she would be upset if you tried to touch it. You never tried before and you knew she hated when you looked at it for too long, though you weren't sure why. Something told you she thought you were pitying her… But you never felt pity because you respected her decision to fight for her ideals even if that meant sacrificing herself to save Silco...or you if you had been the one in that spot when the explosion went off… Even that bit of sadness turned to pride at seeing how well she managed to do her usual things with just one arm because you always knew she was capable of doing anything she wanted… You knew she'd never respect you enough to allow you to be this close if you saw her as someone lesser…

It didn't take away the fact you wanted to touch it just like any other part of her body because you didn't see it any differently but were afraid it would make her uncomfortable, like an invasion of personal space and she'd go back into her bubble you tried so hard to pull her out of all your life...

Slowly you squirmed a bit closer, kissing one shoulder and then the back of her neck, tracing lips to the other, kissing where the flesh neared its end, watching how Sevika would respond. You felt her tense and inhale audibly but not pull away. It made you smile softly, kissing the scarred skin.

"Why...are you doing that…?", it was mumbled in a bit of incoherent manner but you understood it enough to raise your head and hug her chest.

"Because I love you…", you spoke, the honesty in your voice making the woman slouch a bit as if to protect herself from the comfort you offered. She often did that on her bad days...willingly deprive herself of affection. It happened before the factory incident and you were sure it would be a constant until your relationship was a bit more developed.

Romance for her was...a challenge…

Sevika groaned as a response, something you had gotten used to hearing when it came to you openly showing her affection. It used to bother you at first, feeling as if you were unwanted...but then you realized it had nothing to do with you. It was just how she protected herself from getting hurt and though you never once thought about taking advantage of her in any way, understood life had shaped her differently from how it shaped you…

But slowly you saw her open up to you...saw her lean a bit more into your touches, stay longer in bed with you in the morning, touch you casually when others were around, always a bit timidly…

You only noticed her trying to close herself off to you a bit more after the incident and you were sure you knew the reason why -- losing a limb, a part of herself, must be incredibly hard. She might not show it around others, not even you, feeling like she needed to appear strong and unbothered, hating the thought of others pitying her...but you knew it hurt. Not just the loss of an arm, the loss of power, control and agency, the sensitive nerves on that scarred chunk of flesh that she was still trying to remind herself was not a full arm anymore...but feeling unwhole and not knowing how to cope…

It hurt seeing her like that, so defeated...but you knew your pain was nothing compared to how she was feeling and so, all you could do was try to offer some affection, support and kindness…

"I mean it, Sev…", you insisted, pressing a kiss to where blue scars began, making sure to avoid the more sensitive part where the wound was worse.

Sevika huffed and tensed up a little, feeling your fingers lightly massage her shoulders, one hand applying gentle pressure to the scars, something you found could help her relax. You didn't know why but it must have had something to do with the nerves on the left side of her body. Always careful not to touch too hard or too much, you tended to her shoulder and then switched attention to ribs, side of her body and then back up again, watching her form slouch a bit and torso start to loosen up.

"Are you just saying that because of what happened? I don't need you to feel sorry for me. I don't need sympathy.", her tone wasn't venomous but there was a certain roughness to her words that made your hands stop with a little sigh.

"Do you think that poorly of me, Sev?", you kissed the back of her neck and crawled onto her lap to take a proper look at her face. She looked tired.

"...no.", Sevika lowered her gaze to you, the blue of her scars and the pink from the Shimmer made her look intimidating. More than usual...but you still wrapped your arms around her neck and gave that marred side of her face a few loving kisses.

She never really pushed you away whenever you got close like this...not physically, at least. You could tell she wanted to be touched even if her often sour-looking face said otherwise. She used to be a more joyful person as a child...you missed that part of her sometimes...but deep down, you knew it was still there, waiting for the right person, something you were still trying to figure out if you were because despite being friends for years, it felt like a relationship was something new to her.

A meaningful relationship, that is…

"I…", she started, blinking down at you, the warmth of her hand touching your side, keeping you secure in her lap. "I never wanted this for you.", her words caught you by surprise, pulling a confused little hum from you as your lips left her cheek so you could meet with her grey eyes.

"I always wanted more for you. For us. More than this. This rotten city…", Sevika sighed, her eyes on the pink drug for a few seconds. "You deserve better than this. Good food. Nice clothes. A pretty house with a garden. Not this old room...having to run errands for dangerous people…", her words were filled with melancholy and disappointment.

Did she feel like she had failed you?

You remembered how as a child you thought Piltover was the place of your dreams and how she promised to take you there so you wouldn't have to fight to survive in the undercity...but that was an idealistic thought in the mind of a kid who never knew better...it really didn't matter now.

You were happy with what you had.

"I was supposed to take care of you…", she lowered her gaze and the touch on your side felt weaker. You pushed closer and took her cheeks into your palms, caressing over them with your thumbs, pressing your forehead against hers.

Don't pull away, please -- you thought.

"Do you remember that time you took those cans of dried peaches from that guy with the snake tattoo on his face? The guy who fell on his ass when slipped on mud trying to chase you?", you smiled, feeling her relax a bit under your body.

"You ate so much that night you couldn't sleep because you kept whining that your 'tummy hurt'.", she chuckled lightly, a soft sound that made you press a kiss to her forehead, down to her nose.

"You stayed up all night trying to comfort me even though you were tired...", you caressed Sevika's cheeks again, moving back to look into her eyes, finding they sparkled a little, full of...something.

"You were crying…", she murmured.

"I think that's when I started to like you…", you whispered, watching her eyes widen a bit before she closed them with a sigh, holding you again.

"Are you going to say you're happy with how things are now? That you don't want more?", she asked, her calloused fingers caressing your skin.

"I'm happy that I can be with you.", you smiled.

Sevika frowned, "That's not what I asked."

"It's the only thing that matters.", you shrugged, your hand caressing down the side of her neck to the scarred shoulder, starting another session of careful massages to soothe the aching nerves.

Sevika went silent, taken aback by your answer.

"You're the only thing that matters.", you added, your lips pressing against blue scars, again and again before your tender eyes so full of affection and certainty glued to hers. "I love you, Sevika. Nothing will ever change that. Nothing.", you kissed her left shoulder and hugged her closer to your body, feeling her form give a little tremble.

She held onto your waist and pressed her face into the side of your neck, her breathing becoming a bit shallow, muscles twitching against you, the softness of her mouth trembling into your skin.

The rest of your long night was mostly silent -- just the sound of her soft whimpering against your neck and lips as you massaged her, trying to help soothe the pain and your gentle whispers of praise and adoration filled the warm, thick air in that small room. She never managed to go back to sleep. Neither did you, staying awake all night to focus on Sevika, giving kisses, holding her tight, taking care of her aching flesh and aching heart.

At some point after what felt like hours of giving gentle attention to her scarred side, she asked you, softly -- 'if you would do this every night'.

You only smiled and kissed her lips, giving your answer...that you 'would do everything for her'.

She hugged you a bit tighter then and you felt that something had changed between you two that night...

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Pairing: Sevika ;; Vi ;; Jinx;; Mel;; Grayson x GN!Black!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: How would the women of Arcane react to having an s/o with a smart mouth

Warnings: slight cursing

A/N: sort of based on my fic abt sevika i posted a while back (that yall are still showin yall ass on…I see yall

Sevika

Absolutely loves it, one hundred percent.

Sure Sevika likes a cute little bimbo she can manhandle, but a woman who can hold her own, be it with solid punches or a ruthless mouth, has her heart on a silver platter

Sits back and watch proudly as you tear through whoever is brave enough to come at you with a fragile ego. 

She definitely thinks its hot, would probably try to piss you off herself just to see you a bit pissed. She’s toxic like that.

“I like me a woman with pretty lips, and a filthy mouth to match.”

Vi

Similar to sevika, she will definitely enjoy watching you tear someone a new ass for talking sideways to her, yourself, or anyone of your friends.

Also thinks it’s hella hot how you tell people off

She likes the balance that you provide in your relationship - you deal the damage with words, and she deals it with her fists. Its a wonder-duo type thing

Often jokes about how she doesn’t know how she hasn’t managed to piss you off yet, but she does actively avoid making you mad for other reasons.

“Damn, remind me to never get on your bad side then.”

Jinx

She’s in the background, giggling with a glass of juice in her hand, enjoying the show to the fullest

In all honesty she’s the one that probably started it, by provoking the other person to come at you. Probably because she’s bored, or she sees you’ve got some pent up emotions and need to release it with some…positive vocal reinforcement.

Afterwards, theres an impromptu spiderman kiss, cause she’s just like a little monkey and watches from the ceiling beams as you tear into the poor guy

“Nice job, toots. Bet he won’t show his face around here again!”

Mel

Material gworl is very proud of you for using your words, even if they may be a bit vile and not appropriate if the setting is on the more fancy side

Nonetheless she watches from the sidelines, sipping on her class of champagne while you essentially curse out some random aristocrat with an inflated ego, with all the class and sophistication she taught you

Will put on that Councilwoman act to ‘scold you’ about your behavior, but behind closed doors, the situation is the but of every joke for the next few days.

She honestly wishes she had the same mouth as yours, but she’s quite fine leaving the dirty work to you if you insist. She’s not about to argue with you, especially not after you went in on a poor partygoer a couple of hours ago.

“You had a very interesting choice of words for that advisor earlier. Perhaps I should watch my own tongue for a while - wouldn’t want you nipping at me, now.”

Grayson

Initially, Grayson scolds you.

You should know better than to let someone get under your skin, but sometimes her subordinates are a bit….enigmatic

She first sends them off, either putting them on paperwork duty or sends them to the training grounds to put in some laps around the court

When it comes to you, she apologizes on behalf of her subordinate, but the slight smile on her face tells you she found a bit of amusement in your colorful choice of words.

“Lets hope you didn’t bruise his ego too much, dear. But, really, you didn’t have to do him like that, love.”

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