Don’t Do That Again

SEVIKA in ARCANE episode 2 “Some Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved”

Just braiding Luisa’s hair sleepily 😌😌💕

I normally wouldn’t do a duplicate, but I need this, so let’s go.

Luisa flopped down on the bed, head and shoulders coming to rest in your lap as you read.

“Mi Vida?” You asked, peering over the top of your book. Her hair was a mess with twigs poking out, some of which were sticking in your leg.

“Amor.” She replied, eyes closed, a single eyelid twitching.

“I take it your mamá and Tia are still going at it?” You asked, petting her forehead, putting your book to the side. Luisa groaned.

“I wouldn’t mind, but the gathering donkeys in a hurricane is getting taxing as hell. Not to mention I’m the only person who can be out in the wind. And all of the town elders need help with gathering water, and getting supplies, and..ugh!”

“You brought a little bit of the storm home.” You said gently pulling on a twig. She sighed and went to sit up, only to feel your hands applying pressure to her shoulders. You placed a couple gentle kisses on her neck. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered in her ear. She looked over at your face and took a deep breath.

“Okay.” She said softly. You pulled loose her hair ribbon, gently, and began the painstaking process of unraveling the twigs from her curls.

“So what started this little spat? I haven’t heard the particulars.” You admitted, unwrapping a lock of hair from two of the twigs.

“It’s so stupid!” She gestured aggressively at the ceiling. “It’s all over that damn wedding cake.”

“The one for Dolores?” You asked, successfully pulling loose a twig. You kissed her hairline and set to work on the second.

“Yes! Mamá said that she should probably do it since she’s had the most practice cooking, but Tia Pepa said that she aught to because she’s the mother of the bride.” You moved your hands as Luisa moved her head, carefully not to pull.

“Sooo, working together didn’t come up as an option?” You laid another twig to the side.

“By the time Tio Bruno suggested it, they were already mad at each other. No, Tia though mamá meant that she couldn’t cook, and mamá thought she was saying that she wasn’t good enough to make Dolores’s cake.” The last twig came free.

“What does Dolores think?” Heavy sigh from Luisa.

“She’s just hopping that it will all blow over.”

“Meanwhile, you get to clean up the mess.” You supplied, massaging her scalp gently.

“It’s not that bad, Mi Vida.” She argued, you picked up her arm, gesturing at a bruise just above her wrist.

“You don’t bruise easy angel.” Your tone was level, but there was a glint in your eyes. She looked into your eyes, pulling her arm from your hand and running her fingers over your cheekbones.

“They’re starting to calm down, probably tomorrow it’ll barely be a drizzle.” She soothed. You didn’t respond to that directly, put you did grab the hair brush from the bedside table and start smoothing it over her hair.

“It had better be.” You finally said. “I don’t want to pick a fight with them, but I will if they don’t get their acts together.” Luisa smiled.

“I love it when you’re feisty.” Her hand went to the back of your neck, guiding you down into a kiss.

“And I adore you.” You straighten slightly, finishing the brushing, and parting her hair down the middle. Starting on the right, you began to braid from the edger of her hairline to the tips of her hair, humming as you went. You tied it off with a smaller ribbon and let it sit for a moment. “Too tight?”

“No, feels good.” She murmured, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.

“Good.” You said simply before staring on the other side. As you tied that braid off, you whispered her name. There was no response, and you smiled, gently lifting her off of you so you could stretch out next to her. She rolled in her sleep, sensing you next to her, putting an arm around your back, snuggling you close.

“Oh I am so picking a fight tomorrow.” You murmured decisively as you dozed off.

• Taking Care of Injured Sevika •

It's like pulling teeth.

Sevika is kind of an asshole whenever she's wounded, to be honest.

Like, you're not just fighting her stubbornness here, you're also battling her ego, too.

She will downplay any injury she obtains even if it's her literal metal prosthetic torn straight off.

Even if said prosthetic is just a hunk of steel scrap on the ground now and her stub is oozing pink Shimmer everywhere.

Sevika's first instinct will be to practically throw you off of her when you rush to her aid.

She will be gruff, crude and absolutely boorish.

She will tell you that she is fine and to stop being so damn dramatic.

She will bark at you to fetch her a strong drink while she collapses down onto your shared apartments couch and lights up a cigarette.

To say Sevika is an unruly patient is an egregious understatement.

Plus, the woman is built like a brick wall so it's not like you can force her to do anything she doesn't want to do, even if it's for her own benefit.

At times it seems like she'd much rather bleed out and die than let you tend to her.

The only time Sevika even half listens to you is through bribery.

If you offer something she wants than maybe, maybe she will spend the day in bed resting or actually let you change her bandages or take the medicine you prescribe her.

There are only two sure fire ways to motivate her into doing what you say.

You either tell her that you will give her a nice, rare vintage bottle of alcohol or that you'll let her do anything she wants to you in the bedroom once she recovers.

Summed up nicely, Sevika's passions are fighting, which is why she's injured in the first place, a nice bottle of aged whiskey or scotch and you naked in bed.

It's not like you mind spending money on a nice vintage for your girlfriend and you mind even less being completely at the sexy, buff lady's mercy but still...

The fact that you have to resort to buying her off in some way just to get her to heal properly is ridiculous.

Whenever you try to disinfect a flesh wound she hisses from the sting and makes it seem like a personal attack to her.

The gray eyed glare she fixes you is murderous to say the least and it's a good thing she can't kill with just a look, otherwise you'd be dead.

And, don't even get me started on how grumpy Sevika is in the days that follow.

When she has visible bandages wrapped around her like a mummy, when her damaged metal prosthetic is in a sling, waiting for a mechanic to come and fix it. (It being too wrecked for her to make her own repairs)

You've theorized that Sevika's aversion to being seen injured has to do with her ego as well and that she doesn't want others, especially Silco and his underlings to see her as "weak".

She has a reputation to maintain after all as being the scariest lady in the Undercity.

So when she does get hurt she feels like her whole position may be threatened and the bruise to her self esteem is way worse than whatever bodily injury she did receive.

Never mind the fact that 9 out of 10 times it's her opponent who she fought that has to spend months in the hospital recovering from the damage she caused.

You try to be gentle and understanding of her pride since you know how challenging it can be maintaining her "not to be messed with", dangerous infamy.

The Undercity is a dog eat dog world after all, especially when working for Silco.

You have to conjure up the patience of a saint whenever she's injured.

You have to be on your best behavior because these are sensitive times and she tends to snap and growl.

You will have to stand your ground as well despite being a mere mouse up against a lion.

But seriously, "If she doesn't allow for the cut to be properly cleaned it will get infected!"

Rationally you know that your girlfriend would never hurt you but it is no trifling matter having to assert yourself against the beautiful giant.

When Sevika is in pain and injured her temperance becomes akin to a bear just awoken from hibernation.

Once you knocked a carafe of booze right out of her hand when she had been adamantly refusing to let you attend to her for going on hours.

Her blood was everywhere around your shared apartment and she needed to be properly cleaned.

As the alcohol splashed across the whole room and shattered glass made it's own mosaic onto the floor the look the enforcer of Zaun had given you made you freeze like a deer in headlights.

Though despite her bone chilling glare it was quickly replaced with a smug, almost proud smirk.

That night only resulted in her yanking you towards her by the flesh of your hips and having her way with you.

It is very challenging to get Sevika to focus on the task at hand, which is tending to the wounds and allowing for them to heal.

She just wants to smoke, drink and have you beneath her.

Though despite her thorny, brutish behavior when hurt she does deep down feel gratitude towards you.

And, it's certainly no turn off for her having you as her nurse.

Sevika just isn't used to someone caring for her and actually wanting to take care of her, okay.

The reason she's such a bitch to you is because you're making her feel all soft and warm inside and she hates it.

Like, no, stop fussing over her and making her feel loved.

But, also don't stop and she secretly appreciates you so much.

Sevika knows she is difficult and chances are she will always be difficult but subtly she does show you how much she loves you.

She is not one to do anything she doesn't want to do, so if she actually hated you taking care of her, you'd be thrown straight through a window.

And, though she argues against your ministrations to the enth degree it's just a small way of maintaining her pride.

In truth Sevika knows what sorry state she'd be in without you to care for her.

And, even more does she know how broken her heart would be if she didn't have your love.

softly running my fingers through your hair as we sleepily watch cartoons

Colored a doodle

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Edit: FUCK! why do keep coming back to every drawing and seeing errors😭

Protector

You had realized over the course of your relationship with Luisa that she had a terrible time saying no. ‘Luisa move the church’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa re route the river’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa I want my house more to the left.’ ‘Okay.’

“Why not tell them it’s a stupid task?” You had asked one afternoon as she took a brief break to eat the lunch you’d brought her.

“They mean well, and it’s not really hurting anything.” She argued.

“It’s misusing your gift for trivial nonsense!” She kissed your cheek.

“I appreciate that you’re trying to look out for me, but it’s okay, really.” You huffed but made a promise to yourself that you would accompany her as much as possible for the next little while. The next day you walked with her as the priest approached.

“Luisa, I was thinking, could you move the church just a little more to the right, the morning light isn’t…” he faltered under the force of your glare. “Isn’t hitting the door any… on second thought. It’s fine.” He backed away slowly, putting his hands up.

“Amor. Did you just non verbally threaten the priest?” Luisa asked, doing a very poor job of hiding the amusement in her voice.

“Is it a threat if no words are said?” You asked lightly.

“Yeah, yeah it is.”

As the days went by, you heard rumblings that you had been given the moniker of ‘guard dog’. Luisa had been a little unhappy about it until you started barking at random times to make her laugh.

“Could you hand me that vase?” She held out a hand for it.

“Woof!” You agreed, giving her the vase. She rolled her eyes trying not to laugh.

Your system encountered a serious test about a month in. One of the villagers had been getting increasingly annoyed that Luisa wouldn’t carry his house to the top of a hill opposite Casita. Typically, you had been able to stare him down, and even Luisa had outright told him that it was excessive, but neither were working today.

“Why not? What are you, useless?” He demanded.

“How dare you speak to her like thaaaa!” You lunged at him, but Luisa grabbed your waist and pinned you against her hip, your feet off the ground.

“You should put a leash on that perro callejero!” He snapped.

“Oh no. My grip. It’s slipping.” Luisa said. She put you on your feet gently. You didn’t need any more prompting. You pounced on him, wrestling him to the ground. You might have been smaller, but you were a hell of a lot meaner.

***************ten minutes later***********

You walked with Luisa, the villager thrown over her shoulder, to the square where her mother set up her station. She was there by herself and looked rather alarmed when you got close. The villager, who’s face as a bit of a mess, was flopped into a chair.

“What happened?” She asked, examining your face.

“He called Luisa useless.” You said. She looked over at her daughter in surprise.

“He said y/n was a street dog.” She added in her defense. Julieta handed you and arepa con queso before going to examine the villager.

“I don’t think he’ll make either of those mistakes again. You two go find somewhere else to be, I’m going to find your Tia and Abuela and we’re going to have a little chat with him when he wakes up.” You swallowed your bite quickly.

“Yes ma’am!” You agreed. Luisa grabbed your hand and you hurried off in the opposite direction. “He bled on your dress.” You commented.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” Luisa sighed.

“Woof!” You said.

୨ ✎ ‧₊arcane milfs + cuddling

Including: grayson, cassandra, camille, sevika, renata, ambessa

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Grayson: she is very affectionate and a hopeless romantic, her love language varies between words of affirmation and physical touch, so she will mix them when cuddling. She will whisper sweet nothings in your ear while holding you. She loves wrapping her strong arms around you from behind, praising you in how beautiful you are and how much she loves you. The feeling of you being so vulnerable in her arms warms up her heart, she would nightly promise to herself that she would protect you with her own life if she had to.

Cassandra: although she wouldn't describe herself as a touchy person, Cassandra would particularly be fond of small gestures of affections, such as snuggling with her lover after an exhausting day at the council. She is a bit awkward with it firstly, slightly embarassed to admit how much she needs this physical comfort. However, she will melt when you wrap one arm around her from behind and kiss her on the back of the head. It would be her little getaway from the real world, as she could forget about everything and just revel in the warmth of your company.

Camille: at the beginning of your relationship, Camille wouldn't admit that she loved cuddling. She would have an irrational fear of you interpreting that as a weakness. Fortunately for her, you always knew that she was lying about that little fact. It would take her some time to loosen up around you and completely give herself to you. Once you've broken her walls, she will love to have you besides her on the bed while she lays on her back, your thigh draped over her hips and your arm loosely falling over her waist while with one hand she holds the book she's reading and the other strokes your hair. She will throw little playful comments here and there on how cute and needy you look, calling you her little cuddle bug.

Sevika: her favorite part of cuddling you is how needy you get. Sevika loves to be reminded of how small you are compared to her, and how she craves to protect you from all the evils around the world. Her favorite cuddling position is have you sit on her lap and hug her tightly, while she smokes her cigar and holds your waist with her free, human arm. She will kiss you on the cheek ever so often and kiss you softly on the lips, even if she is gambling at a bar. She is not ashamed to show affection for her lover, these assholes better know not to mess with you. If you are doing this at home, after she is done smoking, she will pick you up in her strong arms and carry you to bed.

Renata: as the extremely busy business woman she is, the Chem-Baroness will grasp any opportunity she has to be close to her lover. She loves cuddling you after a stressful day. Often, she will come home from work and find you asleep, your body not handling staying up so late. It would bring a smile to her lips when she climbed in bed and pulled you into her strong arms, listening to your grunt and whimper, opening your eyes to needily stare at her from over your shoulder. She'd kiss you on the lips very gently. You'd say how much you missed her and beg her not to leave again, it would make her smile a little and tell you not to worry, that she loves you, and that she wasn't going anywhere soon.

Ambessa: she is a great cuddling partner. This woman gives the best bear hugs, and she will give them proudly to you whenever you were laying in bed, enjoying some quality time together as a couple. She particularly enjoys being under you, servicing as some sort of pillow while holding you flush to her chest. It reassures her that you are there, safe and sound in your arms, and that she is able to provide safety for you. If someone wanted to hurt you, they would need to snatch you from her first, and you were both well aware no one would dare challenge the warlord.

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SUB SEVIKA 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Look, I read the Vi one and had to ask for sub!Sevika-- please and thank you 👉🏼👈🏼

Sub Sevika headcanons

pairings: Sevika x afab!reader

warnings: Afab reader, smut obvi, mommy kink, dom!reader, strip poker, masturbation

a/n: had a lil too much fun writing this omfg, more under the cut

Sevika was always one to show her dominance in public it was expected, after all she is Silco's right hand man

So whenever you sat comfortably atop Sevika's powerful thighs, people only saw public displaying her beautiful partner, taking ownership of them if you will

What they never noticed was how you teased her, your taunting touches, the way leaned into the crook of her neck, something so innocent from an outside perspective, but they would never hear the dirty words you whisper in her ear as you gently caress the back of her neck.

Strip poker was one of your favorite games, mostly because of how you twisted the rules

"Loser has to pleasure the other party,"

Sevika held a high reputation because of her skills in poker, she would never purposefully throw a game, but when you introduced the new rules to her you could see Sevika questioning if it was worth it

For a few months she didn't hold back, refusing to throw a winning streak out for pleasure

But the "As if" mentality slowly deteriorated, she would take much longer to make decisions and at some point stopped looking you in the eye mid game.

And finally, after one final game she threw down her last cards and folded her arms on the table, still unable to meet your gaze

You got up from your seat and strolled over to her, placing both hands on her built shoulders, you massaged them in a teasingly slow pace before your hands trailed down her back and you began to unclasp her bra,

"Let me help you with this, my love"

"Let mommy hear you, dear"

Your favorite thing about Sevika was her deep groans, she would often hold back her delightful sounds by biting her lip or mumbling swears, when she did you would slow your pace, your hips almost halting to a complete stop, hands grabbed the soft skin of her waist as you leaned in front of her, your lips inches away from hers, Sevika's eyes were speaking more than herself, they were practically begging for you to continue, to fuck her until she couldn't think any more, a smile crept over lips,

The title alone was enough to make her whimper and buck her hips, her desperation only making you giggle as you slowly picked up a faster rhythm

You also loved to see Sevika kneel, seeing such a powerful women below you begging to touch your soft skin was astonishing

Sevika loved to suck on your fingers, she would watch your finger yourself and be practically drooling across the room and if she was desperate enough she would beg to eat you out, relishing in the taste of your cunt

i know heaven's a thing, i go there when you touch me (sevika, 18+)

Summary: sevika lets you touch her all over. heavy fluff, light smut, 18+ readers only please!

Word Count: 705

Pairing: sevika x gn reader

Tags: fluff, smut, touching, caressing, kissing, fluff, smut

It was a particularly relaxing summer evening that day. Sevika decided to crack open Silco’s window so the occasional warm breeze could waft through. Sometimes, if you were extra quiet, you could hear the firelights chirping in the distance.

You and Sevika were cuddled up together on Silco’s plush, velvety couch. You rested your head in her lap, your hand intertwining with hers. You were both a little bit tipsy. Sevika had a long day at work, and you dropped by to visit her. Silco had a spare bottle of whiskey that he forgot to stow away and now here you two were.

You were giggling uncontrollably, reaching up to play with Sevika’s hair. She would prevent you from doing this by grabbing your wrist, and then kissing all over your face.

“Hey, you..” you muttered drunkenly, gently stroking the side of her face.

“What is it?” she asked, returning the favor by rubbing teasing circles all over your neck.

“I wanna touch you..” you murmured softly, slurring your words every now and then.

“You already are, stupid,” she replied, gazing down upon you lovingly.

“I mean all over,” you emphasized, slowly sitting up, sliding into her lap. “Like.. everywhere.”

Sevika raised her eyebrow, a bit suspicious about what you were up to exactly.

But she would bite.

“Be my guest, then,” she said, laying back into the sofa, giving you free reign over her body.

You straddled her thighs with your own legs so you positioned yourself over her.

Carefully, you placed your hand on top of her muscled arm, running your fingertips all the way up and down her dark brown skin.

You rested it over her bulging bicep, gently squeezing it even though it was rock hard.

She smirked, thinking to herself about how adorable you looked as you explored her.

You surprised her when you lifted up her arm, giving her soft kisses all over her forearm and bicep.

“Baby.. what are you doing?” she asked.

“I want to show you how much I appreciate you..” your voice was barely above a whisper. “I want you to know how much I love.. How strong you are. Both inside and out.”

Sevika didn’t hesitate to reach up and cup your face, slipping her tongue between your lips. You reciprocated immediately, wrapping your arms around her neck and arching your body into hers.

You eventually paused the kissing to run your hand over the top of her mechanical shoulder. Your fingers danced over the rough, metallic surface. Her cloudy eyes never left you as you did this.

“I love this part of you too..” you said, smiling to yourself. “Even though you weren’t born with it.. It’s part of who you are now.”

She watched as you reached the side of her face with lines of purple veins. Remnants of the effects of Shimmer. You kissed over that part of her skin too.

“Does it hurt?” you asked, running your fingers through her smooth, brunette hair. “When you.. take in the Shimmer.”

“No,” she replied. “Sometimes it feels like.. Like I can do anything. Like nothing can stop me.”

You continued down her prosthetic arm, until you rested on top of her mechanical hand.

“Can you feel it when I touch this part?” you asked, gently rubbing it with your thumb.

“Only a little,” Sevika answered. “It’s very faint but..”

She reached up to tilt your chin up with her metallic finger, then proceeded to cup the side of your face.

“I can feel some things better than others..” she whispered, leaning forward to kiss you once more.

You gasped in surprise when she scooped you up from under your thighs, pushing you up against the wall as she made out with you even harder than she was before.

“S-Sevika!” you stammered, blushing as her lips trailed over your cheek and jaw to start nibbling all over the most sensitive part of your neck.

“Two can play this game, Y/N..” Sevika smirked, as she continued to leave hickeys all over your skin.

You chuckled a bit at her playful jab, simply allowing yourself to relish in the moment at this point.

One sweet, perfect moment of pure physicality and absolutely nothing else.