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how you see sevika’s eyes

You absolutely adore Sevika’s beautiful gray eyes.

They are probably her softest, most delicate feature.

Sometimes, you feel like you could stare into them for hours and hours on end, and get lost in an entire world of possibilities…

At first, they appear like:

Freshly polished metallic gemstones,

Marble statues that stood lonesomely in the shadows of an abandoned museum,

They may seem icy, standoffish, even fortified to a naive beholder.

But to you, they offered a place of rest and solace. 

A pool you could jump into and resurface having lived a million different lives:

Peering through a window to view a stormy, cloudy day that cries into the depths of an equally moody sea all from the comfort of a candlelit lighthouse, 

A silent, winter forest in the dead of night that you trudged through in order to return to your cottage home.

There were moments where you wished you could lose yourself in her eyes forevermore.

Your date

Luisa x female reader

It has been at least a day since your meeting also you have a date today. Same place it was yesterday well at 12 o’clock. Right now it was eleven You wanted to get some flowers for Luisa.

But one thing you didn’t know was what was her favorite flower.

You walked up the hill, walking to Casita. You saw Isabela halfway there. “Ah. Y/n!” Isabela said. You turned and had an idea. “Isabela!” You said walking over to her.

Isabela gave you a hug as well you returned it. “So you have a date today?” Isabela said making your eyes widen. “How do you know?” You questioned. “Well, a little birdie told me,” Isabela said.

Dolores. Of course. “Well, I was wondering. Since you’re Luisa’s big sister, that you knew what flower Luisa likes.” You asked nervously fidgeting with your hands.

“Well a Poppy well do good. For starters.” Isbela said as she formed a flower for you to take. You spent at least 20 minutes here, so might as well start walking to your destination.

You thanked Isabela and walked your separate ways. You sighed as you walked, you saw Luisa already there. “Oh, sorry I’m late? Honestly I was checking the time on the way this way.” You said.

Luisa chuckled. “No you’re good. You came early then I expected. I got a brake earlier.”

You sat down with the flower behind your back. “Watcha hiding?” She asked as she looked at you. You nervously smiled at her. “Well, since this is a date. I wanted to bring a little something.” You said.

Luisa had a confused look causing you to giggle. “Here.” You said as you tucked the flower in Luisa’s hair. “A poppy” You said as she blushed.

“How do you know I liked poppys?” She asked you. “A certain someone talked me.” You said as you examined the part you tucked the flower.

You felt her arms around your torso. You looked down at her to notice she was looking up at you. “You’re beautiful” Luisa said making you blush. “I know” You giggled making her smile.

“And so are you.” You told Luisa as you cupped her face. “I-I brought some food” Luisa said breaking eye contact.

“Oh you did?” You asked. Luisa nodded and you felt her arms leave your hips. She grabbed a nearby picnic basket. “I made some of the food in there before everyone started calling me.” Luisa said.

You stared in awe as she took out some of the picnic basket, they looked delicious. “You made this?” You asked. Luisa smiled, “Yeah.” Luisa held up a Arepas De Queso.

You took a bite. You moaned at the taste. It was good! “That was good.” You said with your mouth full. Luisa chuckled.

“Thank you for the food Luisa.” You said. Luisa nodded. “I’m sorry I didn’t get anything for you Y/n” She said as she looked at you. “Oh it’s alright.”

You moved closer to her. “How was your day?” You asked Luisa. “It was good.” Luisa said as she ate another arepas de queso.

“How about you?” She asked you. “It was great. But I didn’t really do anything though.” You chuckled.

Luisa smiled as she looked at you. You stared into her hazel eyes. “Hey love-birds!” Someone yelled from behind a house. “Just kiss already!” A kid voice sounded most likely Antonio.

You both looked that way to notice a few heads popping out from behind the house they were hiding behind.

You blushed, as you looked at the kids. “C’mon!” One yelled.

Luisa looked at you. “Gotta give the kids what they want.” She said as she cupped your face and leaned in close. Her breath was soft against your lips.

A kiss on the first date?!

Her lips pressed against yours. Your eyes widen with shock but soon after you closed them. You took this opportunity to take over the kiss. You bit her lips making her moan lightly.

You shoved your tongue inside her mouth making her shocked. You could barely hear the children cheering until it was interrupted by someone saying “leave them alone” Most likely Luisa’s father.

Does the whole town know you both are on a date?

As you broke the kiss, you heard someone whistle. Making you both blush as you saw who it was. Luisa’s father had taken a picture of you both and had walked off.

Quietly you groaned as you felt Luisa’s grip tighten on your hips.

“Luisa can you loosen your grip on my hips.” You asked. Luisa let go quickly and started apologizing to you.

“Sometimes I forget how strong I am” She said sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck.

“It’s okay, mi amor” You said to her pulling her into another kiss.

“Oh, crap. I gotta go.” You said as you broke the kiss again making Luisa whine.

You giggled as got up from Luisa’s lap. “I had fun, maybe we can do this some other time again?” You asked. “Yeah, of course amor” She said. “Maybe in two days. Tomorrow I’m going to be loaded with a lot of chores.” You said.

Luisa nodded as she looked at you. “Okay. I’ll come by to pick you up, bye Y/n” Luisa said. You chuckled as you ran off back to your house.

Your father giving you a deadpan look. “Did you do your chores?” He asked. You nodded. “Of course, I did. I always do them before I leave.” His deadpan look softed.

“Oh, Antonio told me that you guys kissed.” Your mama yelled from the kitchen. You blushed and whined.

“Hey, it natural.” You father said laughing as he pulled your mother in for a kiss.

“Your going to burn the food!” You yelled as you stirred the food from them.

At least you didn’t run into Victornia today.

A knock came on your door, you walked over to open it. “Y/n l/n?” the person said.

“Yes, that’s me” You said.

“Here, this is for you.” The man said giving you the note and rushed off.

“What does it say?” Your parents asked.

You gasped and covered your mouth. Tears welled in the corner of you eyes. “n-no. This can’t be” You said as you rushed to your room. “Mija!?” Both of your parents said. On the way to your room. You dropped the letter which also had a picture in it.

Hi! I have a request, can I please have more of Luisa being a bottom? 😳

Art credit @redlover411

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Luisa met you at the edge of the trees, a shawl wrapped around her torso. The sheer sparkly skirt caught the sun light. She blushed and took the hand you offered. You grinned, pulling her along to a meadow. You laid out the blanket and set down the basket. She sat down taking off the shawl. You let out a low whistle.

“Damn, bebita, why’d I bother brining food. You look like a whole meal right here.” You grinned. She blinked. Then her face went bright red.

“I, uh. Um.” She said. You dropped to the blanket opening the basket and pouring the cider you’d packed. She accepted the glass with a murmured thanks.

“Do you want me to stop? I know my teasing can be a little excessive.”

“No! It’s not that, I just. I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“It suits you.” You commented, offering her a sandwich.

“It does?” She blushed harder, taking the food.

“Honey, I have never met anyone who belonged more in frills and sparkles.” You assured, taking your own sandwich. She smiled. You didn’t talk much as you ate, but she did complement your cooking, especially on the little tea cakes with decorative icing.

“Oh, you, you got a little.” She wiped at her own lip, and raised an eyebrow as a clever look came over your face.

“Why don’t you come over here and help me.” You asked, leaning back with a grin. She blushed, and nodded shyly, crawling over to you. You put a hand on the small of her back while the other cupped her face. She blushed softly, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over your lip. She pulled away a little, checking your surroundings. “We’re safe here, amor.” You assured, pulling her back in.

“I want you so much.” She practically whimpered, you pulled her face to yours, taking charge of the kiss. She allowed you to push her back on to the blanket, her hands bracing against the ground. “Please.” She asked, looking up at you. Her freckles were practically hidden with the red that had flooded her cheeks. Her hazel eyes, were heavy lidded, her lips parted slightly over her teeth, her attention wrapt on your face. You moved slowly over her, sliding a hand up her thigh. You kissed her mouth slowly, making her wait. Your lips touched her jaw, earning a pleased little shiver. You set your teeth in her neck, dragging slightly before latching onto her skin. She whimpered then her hand tangling in your hair.

“Soft.” You reminded gently as you felt the pressure on your scalp increased.

“S-sorry!” She stuttered as one of your hands squeezed her thigh. “J-just feels good-ah!” The other squeezed her breast. You hummed in response, beginning to kiss down her throat, and following the cut of the dress. She moaned softly, as your tongue traced the underside of her breast. You pressed the dress aside, breathing softly against her nipples. She squirmed, her legs rubbing your hips. You sliced your hand down, bunching her pretty skirt so it was out of the way. Your fingers found her dripping core, and her hips gave a very constrained jump as you found that delicate little numb.

“God you’re pretty.” You praised, taking a break from utilizing your mouth on her breasts. Sweat had started ed to appear across her for head and settling in the hollow of her throat. She had to fight to keep still, adding to what was already a strenuous activity. Your fingers moved faster, causing her head to fall back. Sweet little whimpers slipped through her lips. Her hands roamed your back and sides, the movement preventing her from clenching her fists.

“Please, I’m-ah!” You moved faster, her hips rocking carefully into your hand. She whimpered your name, clenching on fist into the blanket, the other going to her mouth. She but down on one of her fingers, but relented when you grabbed her wrist.

“I want to hear you.” You said calmly, your arm working vigorously. She obliged. Letting you keep her wrist pinned. She practically sobbed as she climaxed, her legs trembling, her breath coming in rough gasps.

“You okay mi Vida?” You asked, helping her cover up, her shawl in your hands in case she got cold.

“Mmhmm.” She managed, making the grabby hands motion at you. You lay down next to her, cuddling her close. “I should wear this more often.” She mumbled. You laughed.

“As if you weren’t already distracting.

hii idk if i’m sending this to the right place but i love ur luisa x readers and i just read a bunch for like an hour straight

anyways if there was any way you could do a luisa x reader with something about her playing w the readers hair that would be amazing

So freaking cute!

You had followed Luisa around all day, helping gather fallen debris from the storm that wasn’t Pepa’s fault, per her insistence. Luisa had walked slower so that she wasn’t leaving you behind, put it didn’t make the task easier for you. You were wet and and cold and bone tired and filthy by the time you made it back to Casita.

The warm bath felt delightful, and you sulked s little when the water started to get cold. You stepped out, drying off and dressing quickly, making a bee-line for Luisa’s bed once you were decent. She sat combing through her hair at her vanity while you crawled under the covers shivering a little.

“Amor? Are you alright?” She asked, still brushing out any tangles.

“Yeah, fine.” You shivered again. “Just a little cold.” She hummed in response,and crossed to her bed, brush in hand. She laid down next to you, wrapping her arms around you and propping you up against her chest. You snuggled into her body heat.

“You’re so warm.” You mumbled.

“Benefit of all this muscle.” She joked. “Hey, turn so you’re facing me, I don’t want you to wake up with a rat’s nest in your hair tomorrow.” Luisa’s hands guided you to where she wanted you, and the brush started at the ends of your hair. Thankfully it wasn’t in too bad s condition, and she encountered very few tangles as she brushed.

“You’re too good to me.” You mumbled against her collar bones.

“Hardly.” She laughed. She set the brush down and started petting your hair, contenting herself with touching the soft strands. You yawned a little, feeling the presence of sleep start to pull you in. Her fingers began to gently massage your scalp.

“Keep this up, I’m gonna *yawn* fall asleep.” You said, your eyelids already heavy.

“Go ahead.” She kissed the top of your head. “You worked hard today, you need rest.”

“So did you.” Came your mumbled protest.

“Go to sleep, mi Vida, I’ve got you.”

Boss’s Order - Sub!Sevika X Reader

NSFW!

Warnings: Explicit, bondage

Words: 2.4k

Summary: As Sevika’s boss, you were in charge of giving her orders. But this time, you have a different one for her. An order that involves a lot of physical actions..

“Fuck…” Your breath hitched as you teased your inner thighs with your pen.

You were in that mood again. A feeling that you can’t ignore and the only thing to get rid of it is to release. You were lucky that your underlings had already gone home. Now there would be no interruption.

You traced the pen up to your aching heat, applying pressure directly to your clit. You shut your eyes, relishing the pleasurable feeling as you play with yourself.

Under a minute of teasing, you were already a mess. Your top was half unbuttoned, revealing your red lace bra underneath. And for your pants? Well, it’s already off. You were only left with your matching underwear, a visible wet spot could be seen.

Oh how you wish you could go home and finish your business if only there weren’t so much paperwork to do. You hissed frustratingly, pushing the pen directly to your clothed entrance. You lifted your bare leg, placing it directly onto your desk with a loud thud, trying to get into a more provocative position. As you spread your legs wider, you continued your pace on your wet-clothed cunt. Moans and whimpers filled your office as you enjoy the sensation, not aware that it could be heard from outside.

“Ma’am, we need to talk about today’s shipme-”

A familiar voice caught you off guard as your eyes flew open, focusing on the shocked henchwoman, her mouth agape from the sight of her boss playing with herself.

“We can discuss later-”

“Sevika.” You ordered, lifting your leg off of your desk as you made your way to the henchwoman, ignoring the way she was looking at your half-naked body.

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Random unorganized thoughts: Sevika and intimacy

MDNI 18+ some nsfw mostly sfw

Tagging: Tagging: @nora-xox @colourfulkidglitter @midnightsk13s @trashbod @biphrogg @thebleccbird @petitepersephone

So it's common knowledge or agreement ig, that Sevika tried to avoid interpersonal relationships getting to know people or being with someone for a goal whether it be sex, money or Zaun. Brothels, gambling and work. But what made her like that.

So I keep thinking she kinda has eldest daughter syndrome right? Like she feels the need to carry everything herself and still seems to end up failing. Even when she blows off steam at the brothel there's always something else.

Yea she's scared of someone she loves getting hurt but she's more scared of getting herself hurt. So she kinda just snips people out.

Now I keep imagining her when she realizes that she just can't cut her s/o out of her life. That ghosting them, being the reason they cry hurts her way more than they could hurt her.

I also keep thinking about that one nonsexual intimacy thing and how everyone's in agreement she's a threat, she's scary, shes a weapon, she's hot, she's big she goes to the brothel. Imagine what slight face touches would do to her, kissing her scars, giving her little gifts, playing with her hair, back rubs.

That poor women probably has been objectified by most people one way or the other, but seems to push anyone with interest that she can away.

You go to lay down with her and her first words are "not tonight baby I'm tired" and her melting when you lay with her and pull her into your chest.

Whenever you guys cuddle she so tense, when you trace the back of your finger across her face she just stares at you, you'd probably think she didn't like it and when you pull away she says "don't stop" but she sounded a bit harsh but inside her hearts beating so fast.

Imagining her laying her head in your lap to listen to you talk, and you start to play with her hair and she just sighs. It's feels good.

Taking showers with her and in the least sexual way just cleaning each other, her pulling you into the kitchen to dance, pulling you onto her lap to shove her face in the crook of your neck, the way she glides her lips across your skin you your arms, leaving faint traces of black lipstick across your body.

The kind of intimacy that it feels so good it makes your heart ache, your head go dizzy and tears fall.

BRAID LUISA’S HAIR💕💕

I’d love to!

“Amor, come here.” You instructed, pointing at the edge of the bed in front of you. Luisa gave you a tired look and walked over. “Sit down.” Her face took on a more confused look, but she did as she was told, well, sort of. She sat down on the floor. You crawled forward, dropping your legs over the edge to either side of her body. You pulled her ribbon loose, letting her wealth to brown curls fall into your lap. Your fingers reached into her hair on her scalp. You began to gently massage her head.

“Oh..” she sighed. The weight of her head pressed back into your hands as she relaxed. In the mirror across the room you watched her eyelids flutter and the tension drain from her body.

“Luisa! The burros got out again!” Abuela called from outside the door.

“Coming!” She yelled back.

“Wait.” She gave you a quizzical look. “Let me do your hair.” You said, offering her the hair ribbon back. She sighed and nodded.

“I guess they won’t get much further than they would if I did it.” She conceded, rubbing the fabric between her fingers.

“My thoughts exactly.” You said, beginning to run a comb through her hair to tame it. You took as much time as you could without making it seem like you were just stalling. Starting at the top of her head, you started to braid, careful to keep the sections of her French braid even and tidy. When she stood, she took a second to admire your handiwork.

“Would you do this again some time?” She asked, stroking the braid.

“Of course.” She nodded and hurried out the door to catch the burros.

gays won't kiss right away they'd be like

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.”

#protect him at all costs