Sevika + Poet Gf 🥺 So Adorable

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.Sevika has a reputation to uphold as Zaun’s tough girl so convincing her to get under you is quite a feat

.she’s usually more submissive when she’s wine “drunk” neither of you knows why it’s just her kryptonite

.so the two of you are staying inside one night drinking on the couch and she’s sipping on her cold beer while you enjoy your glass of rouge temptation

. “Let me try some of that”

.And then next thing you know she’s burying her face in your neck, face all hot, begging for you to strap her

. At first she's very shy about the situation. She’s usually been on top for just about all sexual encounters and when she’s not she’s power bottoming 💪

.Rub those tensed up quads of hers while you ease in and she’ll melt into you

.Tells you not to smack her ass but will in fact moan if you do

.If you whisper in her ears all the awful things you want to do to her you’ll get to see the tips of her ears flush up close (yes black people can blush ;))

.She’s grasping at everything. The bedsheets, the pillow, the headboard, your hair, your shoulders

.Very quickly goes from grunting to whimpering <3

.Can be very heavy handed. If you moan while she’s pushing your head down against her it’s not gonna help your case. (rough me up woman)

.Bites your shoulder to try and keep quiet and if you pull back so you can look at her she’s gonna shyly look off to the side and swallow her own moans

.You can never speak a word about any of this to anyone

.She’s used to casually talking about your sexual relations with Silco cus the two of them are tight so when she comes in completely silent after the occasion Silco gets a little smug.

.she ain’t sharing shit

.”what happened this time?” “None of your fucking business.”

.Now she’s gonna try and jump you any chance she gets. As soon as she’s in the door she wants the strap.

.Is so so so embarrassed. During aftercare you’re gonna have to remind her that her wants are normal and sexy even if they don’t uphold her reputation.

.And she’s gonna try to escape aftercare so make sure you insist on it’s importance while you clean her up and redress her.

.you’re not gonna tell anyone right?👀

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Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

watchin sad movies :(

@lafamilia-madrigal​ gave me this prompt idea <33

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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.

I hurt my own feelings thinking about this, so I’m going to take ya’ll with me. Luisa was probably four, just turning five, when Camilo and Mirabel were born. As toddlers are want to do, she loved holding them in her lap with guidance from her Tia and parents.

Then she gets her gift. Suddenly Tia Pepa’s anxiety won’t allow for Luisa to hold her little cousin anymore. She accidentally hugs her dad too tight. Soon she is too afraid to touch people, because what if she hurts them? We see in the movie that she doesn’t really touch people, except Mirabel. Mirabel is the only person we see her hug.

Julieta couldn’t fault her sister for trying to protect her child. She could be a guiding hand gently molding Luisa’s little fingers so that she could hold her little sister. Luisa probably remembers none of this, but she does know she’s afraid to hurt people, so she just doesn’t touch them.

Isabela talking to Mirabel and the cousins about Luisa: It's not JUST that we have to arrange forty stuffed animals every time we use her couch. It's that they have to be in a very specific order, and Blinky and Lou-Lou can't sit next to each other because they 'have history'. And you want to know the sick part? I want to know what it is.

SEVIKA in ARCANE episode 2 “Some Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved”

ーsakura ogami dating & nsfw hcs

A/N: this is shorter and more rushed than usual, sorry! I joined another blog so I'm setting it up right after writing two fics!

Prompt: Sakura's birthday!

Pairing(s): Sakura Ogami x reader

CW: restraints, fingering, edging, bath sex, rough sex, cunninglingus

Notes: gn!reader, nsfw content under the second red divider

Sakura is kind and a great girlfriend, albeit a little scary

She'd do anything to protect you

Not in a creepy way, she just likes knowing you're safe

Very gentle hugs because she's afraid she might hurt you

Sometimes she gets a little clumsy, because she's so big

So if you hear a random crash in the middle of the night, she probably knocked over a pan while getting water

If you wake up from it, she'll apologize, if you don't, she'll apologize in the morning

Zones out sometimes, she's always thinking and forgets what she's doing!

She's a little bit awkward, because usually people are scared of her, but she's able to give you physical affection often!

Would help you work out, but she's used to her very harsh training, so she might push you a little bit

Don't be shy to tell her that it's too much for you, if she does, she'll let you take a break

Ice cream dates, beach dates, spa dates

Piggyback rides <3

Sakura the switchy vers

Bottom and sub preferred <3

Probably pretty vanilla tbh

She's into things like fingering, edging, just smaller things like that

Not much of a sex person

Likes when you're rough with her, less so the other way around

Bath sex, probably

Ooh cunninglingus she's into that too

Always has a condom or two and a pair of scissors on her

Wouldn't have sex without protection

Is sort of like Rantaro, she thinks of sex as a way to express love, so she only has sex with people she loves

Might be into restraints, but she breaks them sometimes and the little pieces of metal or rope are hard to get out of your bed

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.