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What is the second part to sick day called if there even is one

There isn't one quite yet! I've been working on a multi-chaptered Sheith fic lately, and I'm not quite sure where to go after Sick Day. I may do a post-pardum drabble, but we'll see! Thank you for your interest 💜 I'm glad you're liking it!

girl get out of the sevika tag with this disgusting bs. vi x sevika is so wrong and crazy idgaf about legalities. everybody is gonna block your @ss 😭😭😭

No <3 block me then idgaf :)

There’s a fic on fanfiction(.)net that I’ve kept tabs on for years to see if it’s been updated or not. While I’m no longer even in the fandom it’s written for, it just has one of the greatest storylines I’ve ever read. Last time it was updated was 2011.

The other day, I decided to reread the entire thing and leave a very in-depth review of what I thought of each chapter. I also mentioned how I started reading it when I was 13 and am now 21, but always came back to see if it was ever finished because I loved it so dearly.

Today, said author sent me a private message saying that her analytics showed that the story was still getting views even after all these years, but no one ever bothered to leave reviews other than “update soon!!!”, so she never felt motivated enough to finish it. She said that me reviewing every single chapter with lengthy paragraphs made her cry and meant the world to her. She also mentioned that she felt encouraged to write the two remaining chapters needed to complete the story and that she would send me a message the night before she updates the fic.

I’m literally sobbing. I’m so excited :’)

Please always remember to leave a review when reading fanfiction!!! It means a lot to a writer.

Just a heads up, in case some of my works cut off. I'm always on AO3, at Renegade_Reaper

@staff are you fucking kidding me right now?! You’re limiting text posts to 100 text blocks (aka paragraphs). What the absolute fuck.

Since you couldn’t take out fanfic writers with the purge so you’re just fucking up formatting for text posts until they leave? Is that your plan?

Hey guys. I was informed today by my mom that she’s been thinking about kicking me out on my eighteenth birthday. My birthday is in just about three months, and while I do have a job, it pays hardly anything with the amount of hours I’m given. Each paycheck is just over $100 USD, and my parents are forcing me to pay them back for textbooks and making me pay for gas to get to school.

I don’t have a car, and I can’t drive yet, so I’m pretty much stuck in my house with no means of transportation and no way to get out. On top of this, I’m a college student and I have been diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder and major depression. I take medication for this, and they just informed me that I’m going to have to start paying for my medication and my weekly therapy appointments. 

I really hate asking for money. So to reconcile for this, I promise that anyone who pays about $10 USD on either my Ko-fi or PayPal, I’ll write a drabble of whatever that person wants, from about 1k to 2k words. 

Please don’t feel obligated to give, but it would mean the world to me if you guys could help. Even a little bit helps. 

My goal is to move to Canada to be with my girlfriend - the deadline was two years, but now it looks like it might be sooner than that - and moving from California all the way to Ontario is going to be a feat in itself. 

Even if you can’t give, a signal boost would be amazing. Thank you so much for all your love and support.

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Vi edges Sevika or vice versa please?

NSFW

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It wasn’t very often that Vi got to be in this position. 

Sevika was beneath her, wanting and willing. She’d taken her arm off, set it on the bedside table, leaving her more vulnerable than she usually bothered to be. Vi had her undressed, clothes tossed to the side. She was beautiful, so Vi tells her so. It earns a scoff, a flush. 

“I mean it,” Vi murmurs, shifting to settle between her legs, burying her face against Sevika’s neck to press a kiss to her pulse. She smiles when Sevika tilts her head a little, unable to help herself. “Let me make you feel good?”

“Yeah,” Sevika breathes, her breath rustling her hair, and Vi presses one last kiss to her neck before she pulls back. 

“I’m in charge,” she tells Sevika, who had a terrible habit of getting impatient and taking over. 

Sevika narrows her eyes. “We’ll see.” She says. 

This is how Sevika ends up exactly where she should be, if you asked Vi. Her hand tied to the bedpost, flushed and panting, her chest heaving with every breath. She was a pleasant pink color in the cheeks, her eyes hazy. 

Although, right now, she had her teeth grit and was glaring daggers at Vi. 

Vi, who lay between her legs with a smug expression, lips smeared with Sevika’s arousal and fingers hovering just above her aching clit. 

“Violet,” Sevika’s voice was breathless, wanting, and Vi’s eyelashes flicker. 

“Hmm?” She hums, teasing just her fingertips over the hood of her clit, gaze flicking up to Sevika when she chokes on a breath, thoughts interrupted. 

“You - are teasing,” Sevika’s voice is wrecked. Vi licks her lower lip. She wanted to see how much more ruined she could make it. 

“Am I?” She murmurs, leaning in and pressing her lips just to the left of her clit. She chuckles softly when Sevika kicks a leg, lifting her hand to press her thigh into the sheets, holding Sevika firm. 

“Ye - es, oh fuck,” 

Vi’s tongue traces a circle around the very tip of her clit, her gaze sliding back up to watch her lover writhe and moan softly. Hm. That wouldn’t do. Her tongue slips against the underside, and she sucks gently, closing her eyes when it earns her a full throated moan. 

Sevika was so close. Vi could feel it in the way she shakes, in the way the muscles in her thighs flex, in the way her abdomen trembles with each breath. She waits until Sevika is grinding into her tongue, until she’s starting to lose herself in the slow slide toward orgasm - and then she pulls back. 

Vi licks her lips, grinning when Sevika’s sweet little moan turns to a growl of frustration. 

“Violet!” Sevika snarls, and her grin only widens. 

“Yes?” She asks, innocent and sweet. Any lesser woman would have shriveled beneath the withering glare Sevika fixes her with. 

“Knock it off,” Sevika growls. 

“Alright, alright,” Vi laughs, pressing a messy kiss to her thigh. She feels Sevika relax again, giving a pissy sigh, and she bites back another snicker. 

Instead, she kisses her clit once more, earning a sensitive jolt, and traces two fingers through her folds. Sevika was so wet, so soft… Vi faces no resistance as she pushes two fingers into her. She’s warm and aching, squeezing around Vi like she could keep her there if she tried hard enough. 

“Fuck, baby,” Vi murmurs, nipping her thigh gently. She revels in the little gasp she earns, in the slight gush down her wrist it gives. She makes a wanting noise, resting her cheek against a muscular thigh to watch herself fuck Sevika open on her fingers. 

“Look at you…” Vi breathes, watching Sevika drip, feeling her flutter around her fingers when Vi curls her fingertips and rubs against the sensitive little spot she knew drove Sevika crazy. “Fuck, baby. So pretty for me.”

“Vi…” It’s a moan now, it’s full of desire and pleasure. Sevika cants her hips into Vi’s fingers. “More, Violet. More,”

Vi smiles to herself, shifting to angle her wrist, adding another finger slowly and thrusting her fingers in and out. Slow and methodical. She wanted to feel Sevika come apart around her fingers. 

The slow pace drives Sevika crazy faster than Vi expects, and soon her moans are higher in pitch, breathier, her head tossed back. Soon she’s shuddering, warning Vi with a broken moan that she’s close, she’s almost - 

Vi pulls her fingers out, watches her clench around nothing, and nearly gets kicked right in the face. 

“You fucker!” Sevika howls, fury blazing in her gaze as she sits up a little, glaring at Vi. 

Vi laughs, hanging off the side of the bed, narrowly avoiding getting kicked out of orbit. “You want me to fuck you, baby, you just gotta ask.” 

Sevika stares at her, chest heaving, still flushed and worked up. Dripping and needy. Vi drinks it in, desire darkening her gaze, and she gets the privilege of watching Sevika falter beneath it. She gets the absolute wet dream of watching Sevika lay back down, spread her legs, and beg softly, “please, Vi.” 

Vi sucks in a breath, climbing off the bed to get the strap. “Fuck, Sevika, the things you do to me,” her laugh is disjointed. 

It takes two minutes to pull off her clothes, toss them aside, and wriggle herself into the strap harness. She picks an attachment at random - although the soft noise Sevika makes at the sight of it confirms her choice - and climbs back into bed. She settles between those thick thighs again, wrapping her hands around wide hips, and nudges the head of the dildo against wet folds. 

“Don’t tease,” the plea is soft and on the verge of breaking. 

Vi softens, leaning down to kiss Sevika, cupping her cheek with a soft noise against her lips. Sevika melts beneath her, and Vi nibbles her lower lip.

“I’m done teasing,” she breathes, promises, and sinks into Sevika slowly and gently. 

She stays close, and gets to feel the breath that comes with the sweet moan that tumbles from Sevika’s lips. She gets to kiss the tail end of it from her lips, feel her muscular thighs tighten around Vi’s waist, holding her close so she won’t run again. 

And, true to her word, she doesn’t tease anymore. She sets a slow, driving pace at first, just to let Sevika adjust. She was the one to give, usually, and Vi didn’t like being mean. Mischievous, sure, but never mean. She kisses the slight crease from Sevika’s brow, murmuring praise (good girl, so pretty, relax for me precious) as she picks up the pace little by little. 

Soft whimpers become whines become full throated moans. Vi stays close for all of it, drinking it in, letting it drive her crazy. Sevika was making a mess of their thighs, pressing her chest up against Vi, moving her hips for more, better, harder. 

Then Vi gets clumsy fingers on her clit and Sevika doesn’t even have a moment to process that she’s coming before she does. It pulls a throaty moan from her, eyes pricking with tears, and Vi slows down enough to let her feel how she squeezes around the toy as she comes. 

“Good girl,” Vi breathes against her jaw, slowing to a stop, kissing away the beginnings of tears. “Yeah. How was that, baby?”

Sevika laughs, shaky and unmoored, blinking tearfully. “You’re so mean,” she complains, and Vi laughs too. 

“No way,” She grins, pulling out gently. She soothes the wince she gets with a kiss to the side of Sevika’s lips. “You loved it, didn’t you?”

“Fucker,” Sevika mutters. 

Vi snorts, pulling back to climb off the bed and take the strap off. She deposits it on the floor to be dealt with later, climbing back in the bed to sit and look at Sevika. 

Sevika, who now had her hand free from the ties on her wrist. 

Vi’s eyes widen, and she gets two seconds to process the sharp grin and glint of warning in Sevika’s eyes before she’s suddenly being pinned to the bed, a yelp startled out of her. 

“Your turn, you little bitch,” Sevika purrs against her lips, and Vi laughs, succumbing to her fate.

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