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some fluff/comfort sevika with fem reader would be <33 absolutely amazing

☆ Sevika wasnt one to be soft with other but here she was, you in her arms, laying in her bed.

☆ She was running her human hand up and down your back while putting her forehead to yours.

☆ You both were silent other than the soft breathing from the both of you.

☆ It seemed as if the under city had went silent but it was just you two toning out the noise.

☆ She would never bring this up but she loved when you were running tour fingers through her hair.

☆ You had taken out her half ponytail and were massaging her scalp, you loved her with her hair down.

☆ She looked so soft right now, eyes looking back at each other.

☆ Sevika always kept her metal hand away from you, scared to hurt you.

☆ But if you ever lifted it up and kissed it like she could even feel it, she would melt.

☆ You were the only person Sevika trusted herself to let her guard down with.

☆ One hand massaging her scalp and the other tracing over her blue scars, she was insecure about them.

☆ You found them as a perfect imperfection, even her scars from fighting.

☆Some shes still embarrassed to tell you the stories behind them.

☆ Sevika trusted you so much that she let you be big spoon some nights, just needing you to hold onto her.

☆ Right now you were both just holding each other, limbs entangled in each others.

no one else mattered

IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN THEN ILL ASK FOR(IF YOU’VE WATCHED) HANAKO KUN CAMILO X NENE YASHIRO READER

IF YOU HAVENT, THEN MAYBE JUST CUDDLING FLUFF WITH HIM

𝐶𝑈𝐷𝐷𝐿𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑁𝑆 - 𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶

♡︎ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. camilo madrigal, carlos madrigal, mirabel madrigal, luisa madrigal.

♡︎ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. none!! except some encanto spoilers-

♡︎ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. i decided to add most of the madrigal grandkids!! and carlos cause why wouldnt i. i also havent watched tbhk yet but ill watch it soon!!

first on the most to want to cuddle list is.. LUISA MADRIGAL!

she is definitely a cuddly person. you cant change my mind. shes afraid she'll crush you to death in her sleep though, so the cuddles have to be you hugging her so that she wont.. crush you.

i think she likes being little spoon! but if you need comforting or whatever, shes happy to be big spoon!

cuddling with her is super fun, and she definitely cuddles with you when she needs comforting. like when she feels weak, or when her gift was fading. you're her comfort!!! youre the person who she looks to for comfort and reassurance

sometimes when you cuddle and shes sad, shes fine with silence. she just needs you with her.

second on the list is.. MIRABEL MADRIGAL!

she is definitely someone who will hug you even if youre sleeping together, just walking, sad, or anything! hugs are her thing! i hc her as an extremely affectionate person so cuddles are a must. i cannot guarantee if you two are cuddling and you want to just talk to eachother that she wont fall asleep on accident.

whenever you two cuddle, if mirabel or you dont fall asleep, you two are talking about random things you think are interesting. or like when she saw the house breaking, when she was tio bruno, etc etc. you two are always talking about that when you cuddle.

she probably switches between big spoon and little spoon, but most of the time shes little spoon!

when you two talk about secrets (or isabela before the whole casita breaking and gifts fading thing happening) but you have to be extra quiet!! cause dolores might hear you!! or antonio since theyre in the same room.

also she'll play with your hair if shes big spoon, but you better play with hers when shes little spoon >:/

speaking of antonio!! he always asks if he can join in or if he can hear what you two are talking about like any normal five year old would.

in third place we haaave.. *trumpet sounds* .. CAMILO MADRIGAL!

he strikes me as the type of guy to cuddle often. like luisa, he cuddles with you when he needs comfort or reassurance. cuddles with him are either silent or you two are having a conversation.

or when you dont feel like talking (like if your throat hurts or something) he's happy to ramble on whatever he can think about! or let you hear whatever little song he made up! (and yes im headcanoning that he makes up songs cause im also headcanoning that hes a theater kid.)

i feel like hes more of a little spoon, but i think he likes pillow talk instead of spooning a lot more. (one time you two were talking about why it was called spooning. you settled on it being cause some peoples body shapes are like spoons.)

fourth is.. CARLOS MADRIGAL!

look, he may not seem like the type of guy to like to cuddle but believe me he does. he secretly does. dont tell anyone about it though, he doesnt want to seem like his brother camilo >:/

hes a big spoon. but i swear if you somehow convince him to be little spoon he'll ask you if you can be big spoon from now on.

he doesnt really have a preference, but hes kind of likes spooning a lot more.

cuddles with him are really quiet, he doesnt talk alot and probably would playfully/jokingly tease you if youre rambling while youre cuddling.

but of course, he'll still listen to you talk about whatever youre talking about. i feel like he'd research on what you're talking about so next time you're cuddling or talking in general he'll know what you mean or throw in some theories or facts here and there.

♡︎ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. you can tell i have a favorite. BUT OMG MY FIRST ENCANTO HCS I HOPE THAT WAS OKAY

Lesbian/Asexual Solidarity!

I saw a post talking about Luisa wearing the strawberry dress and I just had to do it 🍓

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.

Heyyyy ummm I love your post and I was wondering if you could do a little post about the characters after they made you cry *cough* ran *cough*

i did not expect that last one to blow up the way it did. and i got a lot a request about it to. you guys are so sweet 💖

They Apologize

Requested ⇢ Yes/No

Type ⇢ Headcanons ❥

characters ⇢ vi, caitlyn, ran, jinx, sevika, vander, grayson.

❤️ You had came out of the bedroom but you didn’t talk to Vi. She didn’t push you into talking to her either. She knew what she did and she knew her raising her voice and cursing at you was wrong. She fucked up. Vi being stubborn she thought she could do with the silent treatment but she missed the sound of your voice, she misses you being overly excited over the smallest things so she apologized. It was around night time when you were getting my ready for bed. As your about to lie down, she stops you. “Y/n…I-I’m sorry..I was completely in the wrong and I never meant to make you feel like that…” She kept going, never breaking eye contact. You hung onto her every word until she started tearing up. “and I promise to never ever put you in that position again..”. You couldn’t help but tear up a bit too. “Vi please, you were just being protective.” You bring her in for a hug. You accepted her apology with a lot of tears and kisses and spent the rest of the night of you babbling about things Vi misses you talking about . Vi really missed that.

💙 After the argument you decided it was best to stay with a friend for a while. What Caitlyn said had really sat with you. It also sat with Caitlyn. She was an absolute mess. She couldn’t eat right, sleep right or get her job done right. She had to take a few days off because of how terrible she looked. She knew she should apologize but she wanted to give you time and it was going good at first until she started missing you in bed with her. That’s when she went to find you. When Caitlyn arrived, your friend had opened the door but immediately closed it when they saw who it was. “Hey..Y/n…Guess who???” It was bound to happen but you didn’t think it would take her this long. “Do you want to talk to her?” They asked. After thinking it over you said yea but only at the door. You opened the door to find a moping Caitlyn, head down like a puppy being scolded. You crossed your arms, waiting for her to start. “um…er…Y/n…I’m sorry…I never meant any of those words and I never should’ve yelled at you like that. I don’t know what it was but I know I was wrong. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if I wasn’t able to come back home to you…” By the end of it she looked up at you. “I really miss you Y/n…I’m sorry..” It felt genuine and you sure let missed her too, but you wanted to see something. “Anything else..”. “I miss having you in the bed with me.” “And?” “And I miss doing my routines with you..” “And?” “…and I miss…your amazing cooking..?” You couldn’t help but laugh. “I miss you too Kiramman.” You brought her in for a hug. and she more than happy to accept. “If I ever put you into that position position again you have my full permission to shoot me” “Noted”

🖤 Ran leaving made you feel worse. You didn’t know if they were gonna come back or if they left you for good. Left you alone for someone way better. It scared you. It kept you up almost every night, you’d just wait, and wait. Until one night they came home. You were fast asleep but when Ran came into the room, they came to your side of the bed and sat there, watching you sleep while rubbing at your tear stained face. They woke you up with soft kisses and you just started crying again. “Ran…please don’t do that again…I didn’t know when you were gonna come home..” You cried in their chest and they couldn’t help but hug you, rubbing your back and just whispering how it’s okay. How they were here now and that they never should’ve left. “Hey..hey..it’s okay..you’re okay…I’m sorry baby..” Ran felt guilty. The argument was so stupid. That night Ran promised to never leave like that again. Especially without telling you.

💣 Jinx knew what she did. She couldn’t blame the voices for this one. She knew she had gone to far and she was scared she lost you. She couldn’t help but cry as well. She needed to find you and fast. You on the other hand was at a lost. You probably shouldn’t have left like that knowing Jinx but on the other hand you couldn’t help but feel the need to just give her some time to think or at least find that voice of reasoning. Jinx looked everywhere for you, even asked around where you were but she had no luck. Until she got the bright idea to look in Silcos old office. Luck must’ve been on her side because that’s where you were. “Y/n…?” Jinx voice sounded shakey, like she seconds from crying. “Jinx..?” “Y/N!!” She ran to you and embraced you in the biggest hug she could give you. “Y/n…I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry..please don’t leave again..” Her face was buried deep in your neck and you could feel the tears. “Oh Jinx, I’m sorry…it wasn’t your fault..it’s never your fault” You both were still in that old basement when you forgave each other. For the rest of night you both sat in silence with a few words here and there but just overall missing each other’s presence. You may not have been gone forever but to Jinx it felt as if the whole world dropped.

💜 Sevika felt horrible. You were just looking out for her, just wanted to make sure she was safe but she fucked it up. She tried to maybe look at it differently and say that you were in the wrong. That made her feel worse. Especially when she tried playing cards. It just wasn’t the same without you next to her. She lost at least 5 times. But that wasn’t what pushed her to apologize. It was her missing being close to you, being able to hear your endless ranting about nothing, and just overall you. She needed to find you and fast.You had been wondering around Zaun to find something, anything to distract from what Sevika had said. You didn’t worry too much about being bothered because almost half the Undercity knew you were off limits but it was still a bit scary without Sevika. No, you were upset at her right now. How could she say that?? Why would she say that??? Your thoughts were interrupted as you were lifted of the ground and thrown over a shoulder. “You’re coming with me.” Sevika??? “No, Let me down” You start hitting at her back, kicking trying to get off. “Y/n you’re gonna get killed. You’re coming home.” Her grip tightened, making sure you couldn’t get down. When you made it home, Sevika still wouldn’t let you go. You were glad she didn’t though. While she had you she spewed her whole heart out. She didn’t mean anything she said and she made sure to make no excuses.

🍻 Vander hated that he yelled. He ran you off and it was his fault. He felt horrible for putting into that position. He went out looking for you. First in the Last Drop, then somewhere Topside, then the Lanes. He found you by the docks. He should’ve guessed you were there since the fish brought you a bit of joy. “Y/n..” He started walking towards you, but as he got closer he heard sniffling. “Oh..Y/n…” He tried hugging you but you swatted him away “No, don’t touch me, I don’t wanna see you right now.” That stung him. “Y/n…I’m sorry..I was completely in the wrong..” He continued. “You’re probably the best thing that has ever happened to me and I blew it…” He kept going until he let you talk. After a few minutes you wiped away you’re tears, turning to face him with your head down. “You didn’t really mean calling me lazy like that?” Vander could’ve cried right there. “If you ever hear me say anything like that again, you have my permission to shoot me dead” You couldn’t help but laugh and Vander. missed that. “There’s that smile” He brings you in for a hug and it was probably the best feeling in the world. You may not have been gone for long but he missed you. A lot.

🧡 Grayson almost followed you out the door. She didn’t want you to go but she also knew you needed time but she also knew she needed to apologize. She didn’t mean anything she had said and she didn’t want to blame it on stress. She wasn’t sure what it was but she knew in her heart she could never mean what she had said and she needed you to know that immediately. Finding you was the hard part. Grayson had enforcers on every block in search of you. No where, No one building was left unlooked. You were no where to be found. That is until Grayson realized she hadn’t checked her home. Zaun. Grayson called off the enforcers and made her way across town. You were sitting at the last drop, just thinking. You hadn’t been here long maybe for a few minutes. You had no plans of going home so you just kept the drinks coming. “Here to make an arrest?” The bartender asked to someone beside you. “Not quite” You knew it. “You didn’t have to come get me Sheirff” “But I wanted to” You scoffed “Wouldn’t that be better if I didn’t come home..You could have the whole house to yourself.”. Grayson felt horrible. She should’ve kept her composure. You were just being cautious of her words . “What fun would that be?” She started. “I wouldn’t be able to wake to you, I wouldn’t be able to listening to endless conversations that I love too much. I wouldn’t be able to enjoy just watching you..” You looked up at her. “What else wouldn’t you be able to enjoy?” After that Grayson went on a whole rant about everything she’d miss about you. By the end of the night you both were laughing and just overall falling in love all over again. Grayson apologized and promised to never ever yell like that again.

note: i probably should’ve posted this before my nap sorry 😭

You take care of a needy, touch-starved Vi...

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Vi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, mature content, Vi is a bottom, swearing, body worship, oral, fingering, face-sitting, overstimulation, aftercare, praise, little bit of fluff

Word Count: 4,500~

Notes: A shameless smut with Vi being a bottom because there's just something about seeing strong ladies becoming a hot mess that gives my brain a lot of seratonin 😏 I hope you enjoy reading this ❤️

My Arcane masterlist

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The sound of breathing is the only thing filling the air in your small room. You sat in an old bed that was just the perfect size for two -- with your arms around the misfit's lean waist, chest pressed to a muscular back covered in huge tattoos, your soft lips brushing over her freckled shoulder, kissing up to a strong neck, tending to the skin with licks and sucks, leaving behind a patch of color.

Vi squirms against you and groans, making you smile against the back of her neck as you squeezed her tighter, feeling marred fingers holding onto your wrists.

You had been teasing the pink-haired with kisses and touches for a while now, indulging yourself in the heat of her bare body against yours, enjoying the way she tried so hard to keep breathing calm everytime your fingertips caressed the lines down to her hips, hooking playfully under the elastic of her boxers with the promise of going further down to a spot you knew she wanted you to play with.

"You're so hot...so handsome…", you murmured against her skin, feeling the muscles on her back twitching slightly, the warmth from her body giving you proof that your hard-work was paying off and those compliments were having an effect on her.

Hungry mouth tasted and marked every inch of her shoulder, from one side to the other, raising lips to the length of skin on an untouched side of her neck to work a hickey onto it while your eager hands explored the slopes of her toned stomach, hovering just inches below her breasts, refusing to touch until you felt her muscles twitch under you.

"You're gorgeous, Violet…", whispering more sweet words earned you a little hum and biting onto the spot between neck and shoulder a surprised jerk from her body, making eyes lift to notice the faint pink on the curve of her cheeks and tip of her ears in such a delicious blush.

You could feel Vi's rampant heart-beat against your chest everytime you moved and no matter how small or brief the touch was she squirmed and murmured your name, calloused palms on you all the time, touching your hands, your arms and your legs, trying to hold onto them when as you started to slide back to kiss the fancy ink.

"You're tryin' to kill me here…", she mumbled, fingers curling into the thin fabric around her legs, pulling on it to try and stop squirming but her body betrayed any effort to remain composed. She was excited to be touched, to be given attention, to be showered in praise and affection after being alone for so long -- after being starved of it for years.

A chuckle left you and you stopped your slow journey down the line of her spine to glance up at your lover, noticing the way she tried to peek at what you were doing over her marked shoulder.

"Don't act like you don't love it…", you teased her, the adorable pout she flashed your way urging you to continue -- so you licked the ink on her back, all of its edges and curves, the gears and clouds that adorned her sculpted back, letting your fingertips caress the sides of a trained torso, scratching over ribs down to hip-bones, gripping them tightly with the intent of leaving palms printed on the flesh.

"You're perfect, Violet...everything about you is perfect. I love how strong you are, how powerful you feel. I love every inch of you...", purring out more praise you could hear breathing become faster and the shifting of legs as if there was no comfortable position she could find herself in.

"Damn it...w-what are 'ya trying to do to me?", Vi slumped forwards with a groan, closing her eyes and fisting at her boxers, feeling her face flush even more when your fingers pulled at the elastic so your lips to kiss further down her tattooed back, letting hands rest just a bit closer to her thighs.

You claimed every bit of skin down the misfit's strong back and then back up again, listening to her groans as you made your way in front of her, making the pink-haired face you with a hold of her chin, tilting head to lock eyes with your partner.

The color on Vi's cheeks was lovely; hiding a sea of freckles under a veil of soft crimson that made you smile affectionately at her. Blue eyes were full of need and excitement, eagerness spilling when they glanced down at your lips and then back up as yours looked at her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She chewed on it vigorously, waiting for you to lean forwards and press your lips to hers.

"Do you want me to kiss you, handsome?", you smirked, the proud expression on your face one that made the misfit look away for a second, the press of your thumb on her chin pulling attention back to you as you raised an eyebrow at her.

She nodded eagerly and leaned forward with the intention of kissing you but was stopped by the push of your fingers forcing head backwards and the surprised face she offered you made you smile playfully. You brushed your thumb up to her soft bottom lip, caressing the flesh while you parted lips to tell her to answer your question...but you felt your voice disappear when Vi opened her mouth and licked the tip of your thumb, taking it between her lips to nibble and suck on it with a deep hum, keeping eyes on your expression.

Your eyes widened, pupils growing larger at the sight of your thumb resting between the misfit's lips as she kissed and licked and sucked noisily, making your heart skip a beat. Watching the pink of her tongue peek out over and over as she took care of your finger made your mind go blank. You forgot what was going on for a few seconds, all of your focus on the way she slick up your thumb and released it with a proud smile on face flushed to the point of no return, staring at you in delight.

Vi had a look like she wanted to challenge your resolve and it brought you back to reality, making you huff as you fought the urge to let her one-up you when you were the one in-charge now...

Glancing down at her heaving chest you allowed your wet thumb tolower, inch by inch, caressing collarbones and warm skin until it was paused above a little soft peak, feeling her holding breath and expecting you to touch. You gazed up at her and with a head-tilt, removed your hand from her breast to watch a pout form on her features, one you quickly kissed with the press of your mouth to hers, swallowing the misfit's surprised squeak.

You pressed all of your weight forwards and pushed Vi down onto the bed without her putting up a fight, hovering above muscular body as you exchanged labored breaths with her, kissing with urgency and need. Biting on her bottom lip you felt scarred palms touch your hips, forcing you to take a seat on her stomach to pin her arms down, one on each side of her head, kept from touching you.

Not because you didn't want to but because you knew it would drive her mad being unable to touch and being bossed around by you. It was thrilling to you having this power over her -- hearing the soft groan press against your lips and feeling how she tried to squirm to brush skin up against yours, so desperate for contact but still letting you lead...

"Good girl…", you purred, nuzzling nose against hers on your way towards a freckled cheek to give it a kiss, feeling the heat of the blush against your damp lips. She groaned at the praise but closed her eyes, enjoying the affection you offered in the form of soft kisses to her eyelids up to the scar on her eyebrow and then forehead, down to the other cheek, to the corner of her mouth and then giving her a proper kiss, slipping tongue past her lips.

The kiss was brief but messy, leaving you two panting slightly, her a bit more from excitement than loss of breath. You gave yourself a moment to collect yourself before returning to your goal of worshiping every inch of skin below you; kissing her throat and nipping the flesh lightly, marking it with the same spots of color you had left on the sides of her neck. You moved closer and took your time in caressing her arms, feeling the trained muscles of her biceps harden under your touch.

She was flexing...on purpose…

"Violet…", you flashed her a playful smile and squeezed her biceps, taking a hand and bringing it up to your lips, kissing each of her knuckles then her palm and each length of slender finger, one by one until blue eyes were glued to your mouth and her chest began to heave again with eagerness.

"Your lips are so soft…", Vi whispered.

You gently pressed her wrist against the mattress to explore the kiss on her collarbones, kissing the line from one side to the other and then between the bone and below, leaving wet patches on your way to plump breast to let lips brush over the peak you had ignored before. So close to her chest you could feel how hard her heart was beating, faster when you finally dragged your tongue over nub to feel it harden with each slow lick of her nipple.

"Fuuuck...so hot too…", the misfit moaned, a soft sound that made your stomach do flips. It sounded so good in that slightly deeper voice of hers, even better than you imagined she could sound when you first started to tease just her tattooed back.

You had so much more to explore now, to taste and tease -- so many delicious spots on her body that would drive her crazy with desire. Just the thought of her squirming under you and looking at you with those eager eyes made you salivate…

Hungry mouth took her nipple between your lips to give it the attention she had been craving, licking, sucking, brushing tongue and teeth in a way that made Vi's back arch slightly off the bed. You took her other breast into your hand and groped, using fingertips to caress a hard peak that pulled moans and quiet curses from your handsome girlfriend.

It was cute feeling her shake under you, knowing the effect you were having on someone who was always so tough and ready to fight, full of power and personality that others felt scared of her...but in the privacy of your bedroom you saw a side of Vi you would never take for granted. The needy lover that wanted to touch and be touched, often wanting to do so much at once, wanting to learn how to please you and wanting you to do as you wished to her as long as your body was on hers.

Playing with her was fun…

You toyed with her tits until her legs started to push onto the bed, trying to close only for you to force yourself between them, sitting there with a grin on your flushed features as you continued to claim more of her skin with your hands, squeezing soft chest and caressing down to her abs, kissing every inch you had touched, savoring the slopes of her toned stomach to the lines of her hips and then the short hairs below the belly-button as she fisted at the sheets and filled the air with curses.

"Fuck, babe...how're you so good at this?!", Vi hissed, raising her hips when you gripped at the elastic band of the thin boxers, pulling them down just a little, revealing short, curly hairs and a bit of her thighs which you took no time in kissing.

"Hmm, at what?", you teased, running your tongue over the deep line of her hip down to where fabric made you stop, doing the same to the other hip.

"Drivin' me crazy with that mouth of yours…", she groaned, squeezing the sides of your waist with her legs. You smiled up at her and offered her soft hairs a kiss before squirming down to rest better between her thighs, wanting to adorn them in the affection you had given every other part of her.

"You're gorgeous, Violet…", you kissed her left thigh, loving on the skin below the fabric. "You're beautiful...stunning…", a tedious lick and then a nip of the flesh, earning you a shake from her.

You sucked a colorful mark on her muscular thigh, moving your head to the other one to do the same, brushing your nose over her clothed cunt on the way there and making the misfit suck in a breath.

Drowsy with lust you continued to shower her in compliments; "You deserve to be worshiped, Vi...for someone to take all the time in the world to treat you right...taste you properly...every inch of that handsome face...every part of that gorgeous body...to make you feel special…", seeing her legs become restless and her knuckles turning white.

She groaned, the color in her cheeks making you smile against the thin fabric of her boxers. "So wet for me…", you purred, feeling her thighs shake a little. "Not yet, though…", moving mouth away you heard the misfit whine and felt her back arching to try and chase you lips but you turned them to the muscular thigh on your right, kissing up to where you pushed the material up to reveal a bit of skin doing the same to the other, teasing your lover in a deliciously slow way that made her complain.

"Fuck, 'yer evil…", Vi hissed, wishing you would just give her what she wanted after enduring your affections for so long. She loved the attention and you knew her nervous squirming was her body's way of saying she was more than ready for more rather than her having enough of your touches.

"Want me to stop?", you teased, peering up at her to see blue eyes glue themselves to you, that hint of fear and desperation at your words making you feel powerful. She looked so cute, so eager...and it made it so hard not to play with her like this when she simply lay there and let you worship her skin.

"No! Fuck no!", the misfit cussed, raising herself up on her elbows to get a better look at you, a small pout forming on flushed face at your smirk.

"Well, what do you want then?", you murmured against the warmth of her thigh, slipping fingers into the elastic band to pull it down, stopping after a few inches of skin and curly hairs popped out.

"Fuck…'ya know what I want…", she grunted.

"Too shy to say it?", you let out a little laugh, pressing soft kisses to newly exposed skin, resting your chin over the short hairs, staring up at her.

Vi chewed on her bottom lip as her eyes switched between yours and your mouth...so, so close to her aching cunt...and her body was eager but her ego was loud and she had trouble begging…

"Maybe you don't want it then…", you faked a pout, kissing your way down to the damp spot on the cloth, sucking through the fabric, eyes on her to study her reaction -- the twitching of crimson face and the slight parting of her mouth to hiss.

"I want 'ya mouth…", she mumbled.

You released the cloth with a huff, "You can do better than that, Violet…", you teased her before your soft lips returned to that patch of wet…

"I want you to eat me out…", Vi hissed, watching the fabric slide lower on her hips, pushing herself up to let you pull everything down. Now bare and dripping with you kissing between her thighs, she let out soft whimpers, bracing herself for more.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?", you giggled softly, parting wet folds with your fingers, swallowing the saliva that had been collecting in your mouth.

Gods…

The sight of her puffy lips glistening, twitching lightly, her face with a deep blush as she waited with a sharp intake of breath, fingers clutching the sheets, the muscles on her thighs tense…

"Vi, fuck…", you let out a little moan and pressed your tongue against her clit, licking slowly over it a few times, hearing her curse your name loudly.

"S-shit…", Vi whimpered, feeling extremely sensitive after all of your attention earlier, unable to lay still as her legs shook and arms felt weak.

"Don't cum yet…", you whispered against her hot flesh, licking the length of her wet lips, each side given slow attention by your starving tongue.

"A-am not…", she groaned, fisting at the sheets so hard they were sure to tear, glossy eyes watching you like a hawk, taking in the view of your head bobbing between her thighs full of hickeys and the slight peek of your tongue as it then disappeared between short curls and another wave of pleasure washed over her sweaty, trembling body…

"Fuck, fuck…", Vi squeaked, pushing head back to try and focus on breathing, not wanting this to be over so soon. "So good...babygirl…", her words were a bit slurred but you could recognize that pet-name anywhere and it made you feel warm.

Muscular thighs shaking next to your head each time you gave her clit kisses and licks made you squint eyes up at her and pulling away from her dripping sex, you licked your lips and watched her lean forwards with a really pissed-off expression.

"What the fuck?!", Vi growled and while she looked beyond annoyed, you couldn't take her seriously with that huge blush on her face.

"Vi…", you caressed her marked thighs, looking up at her in a way that made her features soften.

"I want you to sit on my face…", saying that out loud made you flush a bit deeper but your shyness quickly went away at her surprised expression.

"F-fu...really?", Vi seemed eager but there was still something that made her hesitate. "I don't...what if I hurt you…", she whispered, concern in her eyes making you all the more excited to give it a try.

"You won't...please...I need it…", giving her your best adorably lost Poro eyes she succumbed to your request and nodded, watching you lay down comfortably as she crawled closer and over your body, stopping for a moment to study your skin.

She had too...she couldn't resist…

The misfit kissed up your leg, making you squeak in surprise as you raised yourself to look at her, a confused expression making her smile softly as a few more kisses were pressed to your thigh and then hips, stomach, above on each breast and a final one to your lips. You melted into the kiss and sighed, realizing all this time you'd been teasing her, your body was craving attention too...but you had a purpose and refused to submit to the pleas of your flesh...not until your lover was satisfied…

Pulling away from the skin you caressed her cheek, watching her lean into the touch in a way that made your heart feel fuzzy. She was so cute and so sweet...how could you not want her to be drowned in affection and praise? She deserved it and you had so much love to share with her…

"Giddy up, cowboy ~", you pinched her cheek softly, laying back down to study her form above you; the flushed face, soft breasts, muscular arms, everything that made her completely irresistible.

"You'll tell me if I'm hurtin' you, yeah?", Vi asked in a tender tone, slowly crawling over you again until her thick thighs were on each side of your head.

"I'll slap your ass as a warning…", you giggled.

"You're so unsexy…", Vi laughed softly.

You switched your attention from pink strands swaying above you to what was between her legs and holy fuck -- this close to her dribbling pussy, this perfect view of her flesh...it made your mouth start to water and you just had to have a taste…

Squeezing her thighs you urged Vi to lower herself for your tongue to savor her again, slowly and with a deep moan that made her gasp. She tasted like heaven and sounded like an angel too...each lick over her clit earned you a sound so sweet you felt yourself growing addicted, swiping tongue against the sensitive nub over and over, feeling the toned muscles on her thighs twitching under your palms.

"Holy fuck…", the pink-haired hissed, arching her back to give a roll of the hips, grinding against the width of your tongue. "F-feels awesome…", a soft moan left her at the feeling of your lips wrapping around her sensitive clit, sucking gently with deep hums that sent vibrations up her whole frame.

From the way she sat you could see bits of her face everytime her body swayed and in return she could see your hungry eyes staring into hers with profound adoration. Despite the flushed features and occasional closing of eyes, Vi tried to maintain eye-contact with you, fueling an already intimate moment even further by giving you the view of her face twisting with pleasure, urging you to give her more, to do everything you could for your lover…

So you worked even harder between her thighs, prodding at her gushing cunt with your hot tongue, kissing her clit and nuzzling it with your wet nose, feeling juices dribble down your chin, tasting every inch of warm flesh until your jaw felt sore and she was a sweaty mess above you -- bucking hips to fuck your mouth, trembling and swearing loudly.

"Fuck, I-I'm…", Vi arched her back with a call of your name and stiffened for a while, panting and whimpering, her eyes closed tight and her mouth hanging open, producing sounds that made your pussy ache. Hairs stuck to her face, sweat rolled down her freckled skin, fingers combed through your hair before coming to rest on the bed as she sluggishly crawled off of your face to take a long breath, feeling windy and weak in the knees.

"You taste so good, Vi…", you licked your lips and panted slightly, taking a little moment to compose yourself before sitting up to roll your shoulders and stretch, feeling your neck sting a bit..but you were happy with how wet your chin was and with how heavy the misfit was breathing, still producing soft whimpers that made you turn...to be met with the sight of her shiny, twitching cunt turned to you.

There was no hesitation -- you brushed your fingertips over her folds and felt her gasp, sliding them down incredibly slick flesh to brush against her still tingling clit. "Vi..", you purred her name and pushed closer, covering her muscular, inked back with your weight, forcing her to lay on her stomach as your fingers began to tease her.

"Babe, please…", Vi let out a whine, gripping at the sheets and raising her hips. You took that as a sign to continue, toying with her clit until she let out a groan. Slowly you pushed a finger into her and felt her walls squeezing you, welcoming you in to thrust and curl it, making the misfit cry out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…", her voice cracked, hips trying to buck into your finger, eager to follow the pace of the second you slipped in to start a slow rhythm.

You kissed her head and then her ear, "You're so sweet, Violet...So soft...I love you so much…", to whisper praise that made her whine and her walls squeeze you tighter. "I love you…", you repeated words of affection and felt her body jerk and with a few more pushes, curls and stretches of your two fingers, she came again with a loud, deep moan.

Vi whimpered between shallow breaths, shaking from head to toe, pulling on the bed sheets, body melting into the mattress. You kissed her ear and then her cheek, murmuring more praise, filling her with love and comfort as she slowly relaxed under the softness of your lips as they traced the ink on her back while you pulled your fingers out, using hand to caress up her thigh, massaging her leg.

"Violet, my sweet-heart…", you cooed into her hair, pushing strands away from her forehead, kissing over sweaty skin with utmost affection.

"C…can you hold me for a bit…?", the misfit's voice was quiet, sounding a bit tired and shy. You found her request sweet and so innocent -- so you squirmed nice and close to spoon her, feeling the warmth of her back against your soft chest, giving her the time to calm her breathing and relax.

"Thank you…", Vi whispered, searching for your hand to give it a squeeze, slipping fingers between yours, holding your palms close to her chest. You felt her heart-beat begin to slow down along with the comforting feeling of her body pushing up to get closer to you, seeking more of your warmth.

You two lay in silence for a while, merely enjoying each others' presence, focusing on the now calm breathing, exchanging soft touches. Eventually Vi rolled around to face you, looking deep into your eyes with an overwhelming fondness for you, her palm reaching out to caress your cheek. Leaning forwards you pressed a kiss to her lips, feeling her smile against your mouth as she hugged you tight, letting you kiss her jaw and marks on her neck…

"That was...somethin'...", the misfit chuckled.

"Did you like it?", you threaded your fingers through her messy hair, giving her some affection as she lay there and simply looked at you with a wide smile on her face, enjoying your touches.

"It was great…It was better than great...", Vi spoke, her voice not a little quiet, drowsy -- she looked ready to cuddle you to sleep but you still wanted to give her some more attention, wanted to caress her warm skin, massage her tired arms, explore the muscles of her stomach and give her many more kisses to everything in front of you.

So you did…

You spent your next moments showering her in praise and affection, untainted by desire this time, simply wanting her to feel adored, loved, safe…

"I love you, Violet…", soft lips touched hers in a long, tender kiss, she sighed and squirmed closer, resting her head on your chest, hugging your waist as you put an arm around her and sighed too.

"Love 'ya too…", Vi squeezed you and closed her eyes when you started to play with her hair, letting your loving touches slowly lullaby her to sleep...

You comfort Sevika after she wakes up in pain...

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Sevika x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff with some angst, hurt/comfort, bit of swearing, mentions of scars, trauma, partial nudity

Word Count: 3,000~

Notes: I really wanted to write something for Sevika again and had an idea that I couldn't get out of my head of her waking up in pain from her missing arm, having some trauma and phantom pain associated with losing it after the explosion and just needing a bit of comfort and affection 🥺 Hope you enjoy this ❤️

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Strange sounds slowly stirred you awake, the squeak from the old mattress being the final noise to make you blink eyes open, squinting at the little light coming from the corner of the room, the faint pink from tubes of Shimmer kept on a shelf.

It took you a bit to realize what was making those odd noises, assuming it had just been part of the dream you forgot about the moment you woke up but after a couple of seconds of listening to what sounded like heavy breathing and soft grunting, you rolled over to take a look at Sevika who was at your side -- looking asleep but far from having a peaceful rest from the way her face contorted.

Narrowing eyes to try and focus on her features under the glow of the drug, you placed a hand on her cheek, the one with a big scar with bright lines of blue that seemed to pulsate to the rhythm of her heart-beat, erratic and constant. It worried you just how sweaty her skin was and how much every bit of it seemed to be twitching under your palm...but above all, it worried you how she whimpered…

It sounded like she was hurting…

Your heart ached, heavy with concern and sympathy for what you thought was her fighting against a nightmare, unable to help her besides caressing her cheek and hoping she would calm down.

Something seemed wrong, however -- the way her body jerked didn't seem normal and she suddenly shot up with a choked gasp, hunching over and touching at the where her arm used to be, the left one that got blown-up in the same explosion that scarred all the side of her body and left her with those ominous azure scars…

Sevika panted heavily, like she couldn't breathe...and it hurt you seeing her like that, clutching the stub of a lost arm, trying to reach and touch something that wasn't there anymore…

"Sev--", you barely got time to finish calling her when she stood up from the bed, turning back on you and stumbling across the room, almost falling on the way to the shelves glowing strong pink.

You pushed yourself up and quickly chased after her, watching the woman slump over against the wall, hand searching for Shimmer, trembling and dropping a tube, spilling it all over the floor with a bright glow and a loud sizzle.

"Fuck!", she groaned, banging fist on the wall.

"Sevika! What's wrong?", you moved closer, avoiding the puddle on the floor, finding the pink helped you see where you were going a bit better.

"Don't touch me!", she barked, making you stop in your tracks for a second but you knew something was wrong and she was trying to hide it from you.

"Sev...it's okay…", you reached out, touching her bare shoulder, her skin incredibly hot and damp.

She tensed up incredibly bad at your touch, letting out a sharp exhale, feeling far too aware of how sensitive her body was. You saw her shaky hand search for the left arm again and then fingers dig into the blue on her ribs, scratching furiously at the scars that seemed to itch. Quickly you wrapped your hands around a wrist and made her stop with a pull of the arm before she broke through skin.

"Stop, you're going to hurt yourself…", you scolded, feeling her pull the arm from you but let it drop to the side, clenching and stretching fingers to hold back the urge to touch her scars. "Sevika, what's wrong, baby?", you softened your tone and took a step closer, looking at the glowing stub.

You vaguely remember a conversation she had with Silco about finding a solution for the lost arm, something about a person named Smeech that would come visit them to make an offer. Until then she was given tube after tube of Shimmer to keep the fresh wounds from deteriorating and losing all sensation in the nerves but you hated seeing her use that shit -- she always jerked and sounded to be in pain and even though she always told you to go somewhere else, you stuck around and heard her through the walls, trying to muffle screams.

"Nothing...go back to bed…", she hated being seen as weak and being given pity and you knew it wasn't easy for her to get rid of old habits but you were hoping being together with her for a bit now would have shown her you could be trusted.

Backing down wasn't something you would do, however -- you knew it would take some effort and pushing her a bit to get her to open up to you.

She'd done that before.

You needed to be patient and give her time while showing you would be there for her, comforting in a less vocal way because she wasn't the type to be overly vocal about any of her personal stuff…

Hating the idea of her shoving Shimmer into her body in such a state, you refused to take another tube and merely took her hand, caressing over a set of busted knuckles, trying to get her to look at you. She avoided your gaze but that was ok, you would wait and keep doting on her warm hand.

"I'm not going anywhere, you know that.", you spoke softly but firmly enough for her to snort.

"Yeah, you're stubborn as fuck sometimes…,", her voice sounded pained and you could feel her hand squeezing yours. It made you wonder if it was her way of fighting the urge to touch her wounds or if it was her body's way of begging for the pink drug.

That shit was addictive and you knew how it could mess someone up if used too often. You didn't like the thought of her becoming like those beggars in the sketchiest part of town you'd seen while out on errands for Silco. She never seemed bothered by their presence but you remembered how hard she tried to avoid Shimmer after coming back, only to succumb a few hours later due to intense pain.

You couldn't judge her or any of those addicts for what they were going through because you knew in similar situations you would have been there too but you just happened to be lucky to have Sevika keep you away from it, her overly protective nature something that kept you closer since childhood.

Of course...when it came to her being protected then that was a different story. She would never admit needing help, never accepting it unless it was absolutely necessary and even then wanted to do everything herself and be independent…

That was why you had to keep trying…

Eventually she would let you help her…

"Sounds like projecting to me…", you chuckled softly, feeling her hand relax a bit and body turn a bit for you to see a bit of her face, gray eyes looking towards the shelves. Quieting your voice, you spoke;"How about we sit down for now and if you really need it, I'll give you a boost?", raising her hand to give those knuckles a few kisses.

Sevika chewed on her lip for a couple of seconds, studying the bright color in the tubes before giving you a short nod, letting you lead her back to bed so she could sit down while you crawled closer to press yourself up against her back. Bare and hot, sweaty and sticky, you wrapped your arms around her neck and urged her to rest against your chest.

"Do you want to tell me what's up?", you asked, kissing the back of her neck where the loose hair couldn't reach. It was getting long enough for her to put it in a bun. You thought she looked better like this -- with her nice, dark hair hanging freely.

Sevika groaned as an answer which was better than being completely silent. You chuckled and pressed your cheek to her shoulder, lowering an arm to caress hers, massaging the muscle softly, rubbing at her collarbones, stopping on her chest.

For a moment you looked at the scarred stub, wondering if she would be upset if you tried to touch it. You never tried before and you knew she hated when you looked at it for too long, though you weren't sure why. Something told you she thought you were pitying her… But you never felt pity because you respected her decision to fight for her ideals even if that meant sacrificing herself to save Silco...or you if you had been the one in that spot when the explosion went off… Even that bit of sadness turned to pride at seeing how well she managed to do her usual things with just one arm because you always knew she was capable of doing anything she wanted… You knew she'd never respect you enough to allow you to be this close if you saw her as someone lesser…

It didn't take away the fact you wanted to touch it just like any other part of her body because you didn't see it any differently but were afraid it would make her uncomfortable, like an invasion of personal space and she'd go back into her bubble you tried so hard to pull her out of all your life...

Slowly you squirmed a bit closer, kissing one shoulder and then the back of her neck, tracing lips to the other, kissing where the flesh neared its end, watching how Sevika would respond. You felt her tense and inhale audibly but not pull away. It made you smile softly, kissing the scarred skin.

"Why...are you doing that…?", it was mumbled in a bit of incoherent manner but you understood it enough to raise your head and hug her chest.

"Because I love you…", you spoke, the honesty in your voice making the woman slouch a bit as if to protect herself from the comfort you offered. She often did that on her bad days...willingly deprive herself of affection. It happened before the factory incident and you were sure it would be a constant until your relationship was a bit more developed.

Romance for her was...a challenge…

Sevika groaned as a response, something you had gotten used to hearing when it came to you openly showing her affection. It used to bother you at first, feeling as if you were unwanted...but then you realized it had nothing to do with you. It was just how she protected herself from getting hurt and though you never once thought about taking advantage of her in any way, understood life had shaped her differently from how it shaped you…

But slowly you saw her open up to you...saw her lean a bit more into your touches, stay longer in bed with you in the morning, touch you casually when others were around, always a bit timidly…

You only noticed her trying to close herself off to you a bit more after the incident and you were sure you knew the reason why -- losing a limb, a part of herself, must be incredibly hard. She might not show it around others, not even you, feeling like she needed to appear strong and unbothered, hating the thought of others pitying her...but you knew it hurt. Not just the loss of an arm, the loss of power, control and agency, the sensitive nerves on that scarred chunk of flesh that she was still trying to remind herself was not a full arm anymore...but feeling unwhole and not knowing how to cope…

It hurt seeing her like that, so defeated...but you knew your pain was nothing compared to how she was feeling and so, all you could do was try to offer some affection, support and kindness…

"I mean it, Sev…", you insisted, pressing a kiss to where blue scars began, making sure to avoid the more sensitive part where the wound was worse.

Sevika huffed and tensed up a little, feeling your fingers lightly massage her shoulders, one hand applying gentle pressure to the scars, something you found could help her relax. You didn't know why but it must have had something to do with the nerves on the left side of her body. Always careful not to touch too hard or too much, you tended to her shoulder and then switched attention to ribs, side of her body and then back up again, watching her form slouch a bit and torso start to loosen up.

"Are you just saying that because of what happened? I don't need you to feel sorry for me. I don't need sympathy.", her tone wasn't venomous but there was a certain roughness to her words that made your hands stop with a little sigh.

"Do you think that poorly of me, Sev?", you kissed the back of her neck and crawled onto her lap to take a proper look at her face. She looked tired.

"...no.", Sevika lowered her gaze to you, the blue of her scars and the pink from the Shimmer made her look intimidating. More than usual...but you still wrapped your arms around her neck and gave that marred side of her face a few loving kisses.

She never really pushed you away whenever you got close like this...not physically, at least. You could tell she wanted to be touched even if her often sour-looking face said otherwise. She used to be a more joyful person as a child...you missed that part of her sometimes...but deep down, you knew it was still there, waiting for the right person, something you were still trying to figure out if you were because despite being friends for years, it felt like a relationship was something new to her.

A meaningful relationship, that is…

"I…", she started, blinking down at you, the warmth of her hand touching your side, keeping you secure in her lap. "I never wanted this for you.", her words caught you by surprise, pulling a confused little hum from you as your lips left her cheek so you could meet with her grey eyes.

"I always wanted more for you. For us. More than this. This rotten city…", Sevika sighed, her eyes on the pink drug for a few seconds. "You deserve better than this. Good food. Nice clothes. A pretty house with a garden. Not this old room...having to run errands for dangerous people…", her words were filled with melancholy and disappointment.

Did she feel like she had failed you?

You remembered how as a child you thought Piltover was the place of your dreams and how she promised to take you there so you wouldn't have to fight to survive in the undercity...but that was an idealistic thought in the mind of a kid who never knew better...it really didn't matter now.

You were happy with what you had.

"I was supposed to take care of you…", she lowered her gaze and the touch on your side felt weaker. You pushed closer and took her cheeks into your palms, caressing over them with your thumbs, pressing your forehead against hers.

Don't pull away, please -- you thought.

"Do you remember that time you took those cans of dried peaches from that guy with the snake tattoo on his face? The guy who fell on his ass when slipped on mud trying to chase you?", you smiled, feeling her relax a bit under your body.

"You ate so much that night you couldn't sleep because you kept whining that your 'tummy hurt'.", she chuckled lightly, a soft sound that made you press a kiss to her forehead, down to her nose.

"You stayed up all night trying to comfort me even though you were tired...", you caressed Sevika's cheeks again, moving back to look into her eyes, finding they sparkled a little, full of...something.

"You were crying…", she murmured.

"I think that's when I started to like you…", you whispered, watching her eyes widen a bit before she closed them with a sigh, holding you again.

"Are you going to say you're happy with how things are now? That you don't want more?", she asked, her calloused fingers caressing your skin.

"I'm happy that I can be with you.", you smiled.

Sevika frowned, "That's not what I asked."

"It's the only thing that matters.", you shrugged, your hand caressing down the side of her neck to the scarred shoulder, starting another session of careful massages to soothe the aching nerves.

Sevika went silent, taken aback by your answer.

"You're the only thing that matters.", you added, your lips pressing against blue scars, again and again before your tender eyes so full of affection and certainty glued to hers. "I love you, Sevika. Nothing will ever change that. Nothing.", you kissed her left shoulder and hugged her closer to your body, feeling her form give a little tremble.

She held onto your waist and pressed her face into the side of your neck, her breathing becoming a bit shallow, muscles twitching against you, the softness of her mouth trembling into your skin.

The rest of your long night was mostly silent -- just the sound of her soft whimpering against your neck and lips as you massaged her, trying to help soothe the pain and your gentle whispers of praise and adoration filled the warm, thick air in that small room. She never managed to go back to sleep. Neither did you, staying awake all night to focus on Sevika, giving kisses, holding her tight, taking care of her aching flesh and aching heart.

At some point after what felt like hours of giving gentle attention to her scarred side, she asked you, softly -- 'if you would do this every night'.

You only smiled and kissed her lips, giving your answer...that you 'would do everything for her'.

She hugged you a bit tighter then and you felt that something had changed between you two that night...

Did the red peony bloom? No! …Maybe?

TURNING RED (2022) dir. Domee Shi