Got In Another Wlw Situationship

butchfemme art :)

*deep breath* MY EVIL CUTIE INTIMIDATING BEAUTIFUL TERRIFYING AT FIRST BUT ACTUALLY JUST A BABY PRINCESS GLOOMY SOMBER PRETTY CHARMING TIRED OF ALL THOSE DICKHEADS SWEET HONEY GODLIKE #1 GIRL MY CINNABON WITH LOTS OF CREAM AND CINNAMON MY RAY OF LIGHT IN ALL THIS SHIT MY DEAREST DEAR DARLING MY FLUFFY MAINE COON MY SUGAR STRAWBERRY TARTLET MY BIG BABY FLUFFY PUPPY LOOK AT THOSE EYES OOOH WHAT A SCARY PANTHER OH NO WAIT ITS JUST A BIG LOVE BALL GOOOD I JUST WANT TO KISS HER POUTY CHEEKS AND FULL LIPS AND WRAP HER IN A CRADLE AND NOT LET ANYONE CLOSE UNTIL. SHE. GETS. ENOUGH. SLEEP. RRAWWR GOD FORBID SOMEONE HURTS HER IN THE NEW SEASON (FOR EXAMPLE, MAKE HER STRAIGHT) I WON’T BE ABLE TO CONTROL MYSELF!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO MAKE MY LITTLE BEADY SUFFER EVEN MORE THAN SHES ALREADY SUFFERED, GIVE HER A TICKET TO THE MALDIVES IN AN ALL-INCLUSIVE HOTEL ITS NOT A REQUEST ITS A DEMAND😭😭😭

credit to video: @pluto4pizza on tiktok💞

HAPPY 2025 SEVIKA FANS

goddamn straight men

why

i fear abby anderson saying “good girl” to me would fix all my problems

my thighs crying

i am on my way to becoming a butch anatomy expert….. and ig i could practice some drawing too..

babies😭

he gets cold and SOMEBODY has to do something about it, might as well be jayce

she’s my spirit animal

can’t stop thinking about how now sevika has to babysit TWO kids

(the way she’s shielding them in this scene💔im sobbing)

being sevika's clueless, pretty girlfriend.

she's having you hold her arm steady as she repairs it. you're perched on a desk while she's on a chair right in front of you. stiff, frozen metal laid across your pillowy lap. big eyes wondering down at each gear and wire as she leans against your knees to screw a joint into place.

"this thing doesn't look like you at all..."

"yeah, baby, 's an arm."

"no! like, uhm, it looks... fun?"

sevika glances up through her thick lashes, a brow raising curiously and lips curving sideways, "i'm not fun?"

"you're like if the color orange was a person."

"good thing?"

"uh-huh!"

"good."

your knee starts bouncing at some point - sevika sighs and shoots you a soft glare,

"baby," she presses, "stop moving."

"oh, sorry!"

"'s okay," she mutters, "you're real antsy today. need to get up?"

"no, i'm fine." disbelief is written clear over her face, you melt under the mere notion and shrug, "i guess i could get out... in a bit... whenever you're done."

"i've done what i can today," she sits up, a harsh ache panging up her spine and through each rib, "you wanna go out? where?"

"uhmmm," you purse your lips as sevika attaches her clunky new arm -a faint guilt stings through your gut; today was meant to be about slimming the design. cutting jinx's fatty, maximalist design wherever possible.

sevika slices that shame where it sprouts, "'uhm's not a place. i told you those piltover guides are shit scams."

"i know, i know, uhmmm... let me think!"

"okay."

"sev' you're gonna hate me..."

"what's up, baby?" she helps you off the desk with her organic hand, looking down at you passively.

"i have no idea where i wanna go..."

"want me to pick?" she grins when you nod, eyes scrunching cutely. yanking you into her side, sevika shrugs cooly, "can't start hating you 'cuz your head's empty, baby, it's what makes us so good together."