Sub Sevika My Favorite 🤩

i’m not dead, just deteriorating

please have this gay shit

Sevika x Artist!Fem!Reader

this shit is so soft, it was supposed to be smut but i love the way it ended

sum: a gradual realization of love

an: this shit is not proofread

wc: 800 (im slacking, sorry guys 😓)

warnings: One smoke of ouid, slightly ooc sev, this takes place when jinx is like,, 13, sevika hates herself, jinx is sad, intense imagery, (is that a warning?)

“So this is my place.” You hummed softly, flipping a switch that made the room buzz with yellow and dying light. The apartment was small, more of a nook really. Cluttered with canvas and towels, one wall was swallowed by a bookshelf, its wood bulging under the weight of chewed up books; The adjacent was a mosaic of frames, each holding their own small world. Some parts were bare, the wall a pale preservation of the once topaz painted brick, now only a skimpy eye-sore begging to be concealed. ”Please ignore the mess,” your hands busied themselves with clearing the kitchenette counter of paints and brushes left to dry. “I swear I cleaned the place last week.”

Sevika stood astonished, never in her life had she felt so small; But now, engulfed in everything you are, she was weak.

“Don’t worry about it,” she smirked, “I think it’s beautiful.”

Sevika often found herself back in your home. It was a breath of fresh air compared to her own barron hammock. She’d found herself there, not only in her visits, but also in her mind. She found herself longing for the scent of your incense, the beat of your brush, the burn of your body. Angry at night when the rough cotton of her blankets could never compare to the itch of your hair and the weight of your limp arms. Always feeling out her skin, and loving her the way an empty cot never could. Angry that she could never amount to your love. She slept angry until your soul reached her on the clouds of her dreams, whispering sweet nothings into her ears miles above the hell you both burned in. But it was never you that woke her.

“You’re acting stupid.” Jinx giggled, coloring sloppy lines across the words of her schoolbook. She was laying on the floor, kicking her bootless feet too and fro to the beat of Sevika’s growl.

“Shut up, do your work.” Sevika turned back to her arm, only to find a screw gone from her workstation.

“Is it a boy?” The girl was standing now, holding out a chalked up hand and one bronze screw. Sevika only met her eyes and scoffed before snatching it out of Jinx's palm. “Its a girl!” Another nasty, deserved look. Jinx’s eyes grew and her snaggle teeth flashed, “You’re just like my sister! One time, she snuck a girl into our room and when Va-“ her face dropped, but she recovered. “Well she got into a lot of trouble.” that made Sevika smile, a soft chuckle tumbling past her lips.

Sevika never took you to The Last Drop, or The Gardens. When she took you places, it was never public, it was serene and honest. She loved the way your skin glowed under neon lights, the way your eyes reflected the stars. She swore one day, she was going to make sure you never lost sight of the stars, whether she was there beside you or not.

“I’m gonna make you a new arm one day.” you spoke in breaths, shifting closer against her body. “One so beautiful and reflective of who you are you will never be scared to love yourself.” You were spewing bullshit, syrup slipping off your tounge, so why did she believe you? why were those the exact words she needed to hear, and why did you know how to say them? When would she wake up not scared to hear your poetry?

“You’re not a mechanic, hun.” she huffed, wasting the pull she just took off a blunt, before handing it to you.

“I know,” you sounded ashamed, as if your talents weren’t advanced enough, “But i’ve met a few around The Picket, one man specializes in weaponry prosthetics-“

“Andy, I’ve met him.”

“Yes! isn't he amazing? And there’s a young boy there too sometimes, he sells trinkets, but he's very skilled, odd though.” you reached to your satchel, “Last time I spoke to him, he was working on a new metal, isn’t that fascinating? He claims it's bullet proof.” You pull out a chunk of dirty metal, barely the size of your palm, and present it to her. It was matte and dark grey, but light and firm. “That’s not its natural color. I, well, I asked if we could dye it to match your eyes.”

“My eyes?” She didn’t exactly respond with coy, like she usually would, her lips did not curl, nor did her eyes squint, she looked upon you filled with nothing but awe.

“People don’t love them enough.” You stated as if it was normal.

And the stars were covered, replaced by the white fire of Sevika’s lips on yours, the comforting black of your eyelids.

“I only need you.” she choked back tears, “I’ve only ever needed you.”

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.

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

My toxic trait is "I can fix them!"

i want to be someone’s comfort person. their go to. their favorite. i want to be someone’s number one.

Head injury

You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.

In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.

One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.

“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.

“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.

“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.

“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.

“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.

“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.

“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.

“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.

“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”

“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”

“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”

“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.

“What are you doing?”

“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.

“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”

“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.

“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.

“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.

“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”

“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“

“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.

“I’m fine, really just tired.”

“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.

“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.

“Much, thank you.”

“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.

“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.

“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.

“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.

“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.

“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.

“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”

“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”

“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”

“You shoulda…” she trailed off.

“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”

“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.

“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”

“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.

“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”

“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.

“The beast with two backs.”

“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.

“You could even say they-“

“Dove, I am begging you.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.

“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”

“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”

“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”

“Ah, but I’m your pain.”

“I love you.”

ngl i think about being topped by fictional buff women at least a million times a day 😰

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Madrigals with a Doctor Strange!Reader

summary ; what would happen if the Madrigals were to suddenly meet a young woman who was akin to them, yet so different, so peculiar… She was unpredictable yet reliable, who exactly is she?

In where the family of Madrigals met a sorceress who had recently moved in, what could perhaps be their reactions to your enchanting abilities?

Note ; nyeht, nada! Alright so I was brainrotting and SUDDENLY this amazing idea for the Doctor Strange!Reader just came up and I FELL IN LOVE. So guaranteed for a one shot (possibly series if I have the motivation lol) on this Doctor Strange!Reader. The Scarlet Witch!Reader will be postponed cuz I just gotta write the idea down, quick!

Also Carlos will be added here, aight enjoy! This is different from the one shot I will be making, because this post will contain headcanons on [name] who studies Mystic Arts and moves into Encanto while the one shot contains on [name] bumping into the Madrigals outside of Encanto. And yes, Carlos will be there :>

Doctor Strange!Reader x Madrigals (work under the cut!)(Not beta read)

No specific pronouns

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~ First Kiss With Them ~

Fluff

Grayson, Vi, Mel, Caitlyn, Sevika

Grayson

➼ It all started at a party that the councilors had set up. You never really liked overcrowded places but you only went there because of Grayson’s invitation.

➼ It was just an excuse to see you in a beautiful dress.

➼ You didn’t last that long. Guests started to pour in and you already felt suffocated. Grayson saw this and took it as an opportunity, insisting that she’ll take you to a more quiet place… which was her office.

➼ It ended up with you ranting about the party. Grayson, on the other hand, was distracted, licking her lips as she stared at you.

➼ The both of you became silent for a moment before Grayson decided to move closer to you, her body towering over you.

➼ While you were busy avoiding eye contact with her, she gently caressed your face with her hand, rubbing them with the pad of her thumb before going in for the kiss.

➼ She made sure that she was gentle with it, trying her best to make you relax under her touch. Her hands eventually found their way to your waist, pulling you in even closer.

➼ “Your lips are so soft Darling… Just like I imagined…”

Vi

➼ You and Vi were childhood friends… and her childhood crush.

➼ She’ll never admit it, scared that she would get rejected and then your friendship would just go downhill. Honestly, it became pretty obvious for you but you didn’t want to embarrass her.

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End of a Day // Luisa Madrigal x Reader.

A/N: okay, so I LOVE Luisa and I need to write some of those adorable prompts for her…enjoy, dear readers!

Prompt: cuddling with Luisa and taking a bath with Luisa (fluff version).

Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader (female pronouns used).

Luisa sighed softly, her muscular body leaning against the closed door.

What a damn day…it had been one of those days and every part of her felt it still, a dull ache throbbing throughout her entire body. Every muscle ached and burned, her feet felt so sore. Even her mind felt it, a headache thrumming in her head and refusing to let her be. All day, she had been wanting everything to be over…but more then that, she had been wanting you.

Her Y/N.

Just the thought of your name, so sweet on her tongue and soothing to her soul, had Luisa smiling softly.

All day she had thought of you and her arms had longed to drop her heavy burdens and take you up instead. And now with the work finally over (at least for now), she could finally do just that…but where were you?

Looking around her bedroom, Luisa did not see you as she normally did.

Her home had changed since you had come along, Casita shifting to make a place for you in her life. It was now like a little apartment, pieces of you scattered all over. The yellow kitchen (with your recipe book still open on the counter, always warm and smelling of good things), the living room (your books alongside her and your sewing box on the table), and even the bedroom (your sweater hanging on the chair) was empty…which only left one place to check.

“Amore?”

Moving slowly across the bedroom, Luisa opened the door to the bathroom..and there you were.

Steam filled the little room and you sat on the edge of the tub, swirling in bath oils as a little song played on the radio. Clad in only a silken robe of brightest blue, little golden butterflies scattered all over it, you looked so lovely in the light of the setting sun.

Gold melted over you as you looked up, smiling at her.

“Luisa!” You said so sweetly (no one said her name like you did, oh, you made it sound like magic). “How was your day?”

“It was…a day.”

“I had a feeling,” you replied. “so I started a bath. Care to join me?”

Nodding silently, Luisa smiled as you helped her undress. She could have done it herself but she liked so much when you did it, the feeling of your fingers making her heart soar. Leaving the blouse and skirt pooled on the floor, you kissed her aching shoulders softly, undoing her hair from the ribbon and letting her thick curls fall free. Sinking into the warm water, Luisa sighed in delight. Already she was relaxing. Perched on the edge, you washed her hair gently and just let her vent about everything.

You were always willing to listen.

And she loved that, knowing that at the end of everything, you would always be there to pick her up when she fell apart.

“…and I’m just happy it’s over, you know?”

“I do, baby.”

Pouring the small jug of water over her, Luisa sighed as the hot water poured down her scalp and shoulders.

A shudder of pleasure shot down her spin, pretty lips twitching into a lazy smile. Opening her eyes just so, Luisa could see you through her lashes as you rinsed her hair and hummed along to the radio. Oh, you were so pretty! So perfect!

Noticing her secret gaze, you kissed the top of her head and whispered a question.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better?”

“Well…there is something you can do, amore…”

Her rough hands gently tugged on the strings of your robe, letting it fall away as you giggled a little bit.  Lips peppered all over your breasts and belly, each soft kiss making you sight so happily, until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting you up, Luisa pulled you into the tub and sat you between her legs, resting you against her breasts. Water rippled and rose, nearly pouring over the edge, as you settled into her.

The sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong, thumped in her chest and you smiled.

“Thank you, Y/N,” Luisa whispered. “I needed this.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

Taking your hand in hers, Luisa kissed your fingers sweetly, still marveling at the fact that you were hers…all hers.

The two of you stayed like that for a long while.

Bathing one another with the rose-scented soap and old washcloths, you just enjoyed the warmth of the bath and, even better, the warmth of one another. It was such a simple moment but it was everything to Luisa. Everything she could ever want or need…In time, she rose up from the bath and carried you out with her. Drying one another with the fluffy towels, you walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Luisa wore her simple nightgown, a white cotton dress that ended below her knees, and you wore one of her shirts. It looked so big on you and she loved that.

The bed, as big as it happened to be, was still a little small for the both of you but neither one minded very much.

Leaning against the big pillows, you held your book in one hand and left the other to rest in Luisa’s still damp curls. Her head rested on your heart, eyes closed. Long lashes curled against her cheeks and you smiled, thinking her so pretty.

Wrapped in a swath of handmade quilts, colorful and warm, the two of you cuddled close.

“Will you read to me?”

“Always,” you replied.

It was a little thing but she liked it…she asked for it often. Whatever you were reading, you would read aloud and she would fall asleep slowly.

“The man’s voice spoke again: ‘Are you very tired?’ ‘Oh, tonight, I gave you my soul and I am dead!’ ‘Your soul is a beautiful thing, child,’ replied the man’s grave voice ‘and I thank you! No emperor ever received so fair a gift. The angels wept tonight.’ Raoul heard nothing after that…”

And she slept.

Mumbling something you could not understand, Luisa held you in a sleepy embrace and you smiled at the sight of her. She was yours…all yours.

Turning your eyes to the page, you returned to your story and read a bit more.

Soon, though, you would join her in your dreams. Even as you slept, you belonged to her, dreaming only of your true lover. In dreams, she did not have to work so hard and the days were not so long. There was only and her and love.

A happy ending to a long day.

Colored a doodle

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