Arcane Sevika - Blog Posts
AINT NO WAY @abbygf GOT DEACTIVATED CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP FIND REBLOGS IM CRYINGG (especially of the stepmom sevika p1 and 2 đđ - i got it guys :DDD)
these are the ones i've found so far
omg y'all i recently watched a play through of tlou2 and fell in love with abby now this is making me think of all the content i missed time to cry again-
can anybody find that one fic where sevika and vi were in the middle of fighting to the death and reader had to pick between the two and whoever the reader chose would kill the other? and there were prompts for both sev and vi? or finds someone who reblogged it? iâve been looking for like 2 hours and i canât find it idk if it got deleted or if iâm just blind đ i donât remember the name
YALL JEVER MIND WE GOT IT!!! https://www.tumblr.com/arcanemoxhi/702687918050902016/choose?source=share
iâm not deleting this because god forbid i forget again or someone else wants to find it too but yayyy happy thursday đ©·đ©·đ©·đ©·đ©·đ©·đ©·
guys I think this whole "I love sevika she's my wife and want to kiss her from head to toe until she smacks the soul outta me" thing is not a joke for me anymore like I NEED her
nghhhhâŠ
As long as you have me
summary: sesh with Sevika while she turns you out
cw: marijuana (whats new here), slight intox kink from Sevika, cunnilingus (r!receiving), Sevika is kinda rough, facesitting (r), tribbing, slight proofread
The dizziness hits hard.
Sevikaâs been letting you take hit after hit, teasing you about how easily you get high. By the time youâre a single drag in, youâre already teetering on the edge. Determined to prove her wrong, you pushed yourself past your usual two weak pulls of the jay she rolled. Now? Youâve nearly smoked the whole thing, and regret is setting in.
âAll right, I canât,â you mumble, unsure whether to laugh or cry because youâve never been this high in your life.
âYeah, I donât think you can either,â Sevika snorts, plucking the joint from your fingers with a smirk. She takes one long, practiced drag, as calm as ever, before ashing the roach and setting it aside. Reaching for her glass of water, she takes a sip, then presses the rim to your lips. The lukewarm liquid feels like a lifeline, quenching the desert your mouthâs become.
The room swirls around you, even though the two of you havenât moved from her bed in over an hour. Sevika lounges beside you, one hand buried in her hoodie, while youâre a twitchy, overthinking mess, trying not to forget how to breathe. Her free hand glides over your thigh in lazy, soothing circles, her touch grounding you even as the high drags you somewhere else entirely.
âHoly shit, your eyes, babe,â she gasps, her voice overly dramatic as she leans in close, cupping your face. Her thumb brushes your cheek as her sharp eyes scan your expression. âYou good?â she murmurs, her breath warm against your skin.
You wrinkle your nose like youâve smelled something awful and pull back, your face hot. âStop. You always say that and then I get paranoid,â you whine, sinking back into the pillows.
Sevika doesnât move, just stares at you with that crooked grin that always makes your chest flutter. You glance at her, and itâs hopelessâyouâre smiling too, unable to ignore the butterflies crashing around inside you.
âWhat?â you mutter, voice low, but the question hangs in the space between you two.
âNothing, just trying not to say something thatâll make you paranoid,â Sevika says, voice low as she shrugs off her hoodie. She knows exactly what sheâs doingâunderneath, itâs just that armhole tank that clings to her in all the right places, showing off her dark, delicious arms and just enough side boob to make your thoughts spiral. You canât resist; your finger pokes at the exposed skin, playful and far too curious.
She smirks but doesnât comment, shifting to get comfortable again, one hand rubbing her stomach lazily. Then, without warning, her hand slides between your legs, slipping past the hem of your t-shirt. Her fingers cup you over your panties, casual as anything, like itâs the most natural thing in the world.
Your breath catches. Sevika stays completely still, her face calm, her body relaxed, but thereâs no denying the heat that blooms between you. Youâre soaked, embarrassingly so, and her fingers twitch like theyâre itching to press harder, to push right where you need her most.
She doesnât move, just watches you through heavy-lidded, red-rimmed eyes. Her gaze makes you feel dizzy all over again, like youâre floating somewhere just out of reach. Youâre here, but at the same time, not really.
The corners of your mouth lift into a grin without you realizing it, and Sevikaâs sharp eyes catch the change. She exhales, her heart racing faster with every second that passes. You can tell sheâs already plotting how to pull that smug, dreamy expression right off your face.
âMm... what?â you mumble again, your voice soft and slurred as your heavy-lidded eyes flutter open and closed. The THC hums through your veins, settling you into a weightless, floaty state that leaves your body melting into the bed. The sensation pools low in your stomach, and you can feel just how soaked you are as Sevikaâs hand teases you.
She doesnât say a word, just watches you with that lookâthe one that makes your pulse race and your breath hitch, like sheâs planning to devour you whole. Her sharp gaze alone has your skin buzzing, but itâs the contrast that undoes you, the cool blankets brushing against your heated body, her large hand cupping your mound with such maddening gentleness.
Every nerve in you screams to stay calm, to hold yourself together, but itâs no use. Between the haze in your mind and the weight of her touch, youâre barely keeping it together. Youâre fighting demons, and Sevika knows it.
âIâm gonna fuck you, okay?â Sevika asks, her voice low and casual, and you canât help but giggle. You knew exactly what she was planning the second she pulled out her rolling papers, but hearing her say it like that sends you into a fit of laughter.
âWhyâd you announce it like that?â you laugh, rolling over, making her hand slip out between your legs. Sevika grabs you before you can escape too far, pulling you back into her.
Your laughter spills out uncontrollably, and she starts laughing too. Itâs that kind of laugh, the ridiculous, stoned-out-of-your-mind kind where every little thing feels like the funniest thing in the world. You wiggle on top of her, squirming as you mistake her attempts to steady you for tickling, which only makes it worse.
âCâmere,â she rasps in your ear, her voice like gravel, stopping you dead in your tracks. The sound shoots through your core, and before you realize what youâre doing, youâre straddling her midsection.
Her relaxed state is almost too cute. Sheâs not as far gone as youâher eyes donât get as low and hazyâbut you can tell the high is hitting her, too. She keeps licking her lips and swallowing, clearly battling cottonmouth. You get it, cottonmouthâs a bitch. Still, something about her slightly disheveled, unbothered demeanor makes your chest flutter.
âWho knew how fucking dumb you get when you smoke, hmm?â Sevikaâs warm, rough hands snake up your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh of your hips. You groan in response, too floaty and noodle-like to argue. Sheâs right, and you both know it. Sevika had already prepped the room before you arrived, knowing you would ask for something every five minutes.
âYou like it when youâre like this? Canât even think, just focused on how Iâm about to fuck the shit outta you,â she mutters, her voice low and teasing as she yanks you down into a kiss. Itâs sickly sweet, almost painful, her teeth grazing your lip before biting down hard enough to make you whimper. Sevika gets rough and filthy when sheâs drunk or high, all blunt force and no filter. Her favorite thing? Showing off just how built she is. Carrying you, dragging you, manhandling you however she pleases.
And her mouth? Thatâs a whole other person. Sheâll say whatever crosses her mind, like now.
âCâmere. Get that ass on my face,â she growls, breaking the kiss. Her voice drops ten octaves and rasp, making your stomach flip. You cling to every word, breathless, barely able to think as she pushes you higher up her body.
âWaitâSev, my panties,â you stammer, scrambling to slip them off. She bats your hands away with a huff, nuzzling between your thighs like she doesnât have the patience for your shit. Then, before you can protest further, she presses her warm mouth against the damp fabric, tongue soaking through to taste your heady slick.
Fucking hell.
Your heartbeat pounds in your chest, the high amplifying everything. The heat of her mouth, the wet slide of her tongue, the glint in her eye as she devours you like a woman starved.Â
âWait, wait, can you breathe?â you gasp, stalling as your fingers card through her hair. You gently tug, trying to pull her away just enough to see her face. Sevika tilts her head up, licking her lips with her eyes half-lidded in bliss.
âMhm. Now stop,â she mumbles, pouting as she pushes your hand aside to focus. And focused she is. Her lips wrap around your swollen clit, pulling soft whimpers from your throat as her tongue strokes you through the fabric.
You lift your shirt over your chest, exposing your chestânot just to watch her work but for her to see you, too. The sight of your tits alone makes her groan against you, the vibration adding to the onslaught of sensation.
If Sevikaâs roommates walked in right now, theyâd think theyâd stepped into a porno. Youâre practically sitting on her face, your high leaving you too sensitive, too reactive. You try to hold back, but fuck, the way her tongue lays flat for you to grind against, itâs overwhelming. She lets you use her, groaning because she loves every second of it.
One bad thing about when youâre high was that if you were to have sex, you came too quick and were far too sensitive than usual.
The final buck of your hip as you spilled in your underwear, soaking it as Sevika mouthed at it. Eyes rolled back to your skull, you find the dark tufts of Sevikas hair as you ground yourself. she flicks her tongue a bit as a way to soothe you, but it does the opposite, causing you to jerk away from her.Â
âAhâno more,â you murmur, lying horizontal on her chest, your legs numb and trembling. But Sevikaâs hands are already at your hips, sliding your ruined panties off with a smirk that promises round two.
You roll over, watching her gulp the rest of her water before she climbs back into bed. She yanks the blanket off you (of course she does) and starts peeling off her own underwear.
Her smile grows, her hair messy and damp, half-up, half-down strands sticking to her skin. She doesnât say anything as she adjusts you, moving your body to her liking until her cunt presses against yours. The slick heat of her clit catches on your folds, and you both whimper in unison.
âHoly fuâfuck, youâre so wet. You like this shit, donât you?â Sevika groans against your lips, her voice low and rough, but her movements give her away. Sheâs trembling, losing herself in the mess of you, her swollen clit grinding against yours like she canât help herself. Itâs frantic uncoordinated, but it doesnât matter. All you can focus on is the heat, the overwhelming feeling of her taking exactly what she needs.
You canât even answer, just nodding dumbly as she kisses you again, her tongue sweeping into your mouth. The taste of her, weed and desperation, making you dizzy. Her hips stutter, and you moan against her lips, feeling yourself come down all over again.
âSevâah, slow down. Iâm gonna come again,â you whimper, your fingers digging into her hip to try and steady her. But sheâs too far gone, her pace frantic, her breath hot against your neck.
âItâs okay, fuckâjust let me,â she gasps, her voice breaking as she buries her face in your shoulder. She sounds wrecked, her control slipping completely. Her arms tighten around you, her hands gripping your body like youâre the only thing holding her together.
Your orgasm hits hard and fast, ripping through you as you cry out her name. The sound is all it takes to send her over the edge. She chokes out a groan, her body shuddering against yours as she comesâsticky skin, hearts pounding, breaths tangling in the heavy air.
For a while, itâs quiet. The only sounds are your breathing and the faint rustle of sheets as you try to remember how to move. Sevikaâs face is still tucked against your neck, her lips brushing against your skin as she exhales.
âYou know youâre, like⊠really nasty,â you whisper, your voice breathless but teasing. A lazy smile tugs at your lips as you glance down at her.
She groans, lifting her head just enough to glare at you, though the flush on her cheeks gives her away. âWeâre never smoking together again,â she mutters, but her lips twitch like sheâs trying not to laugh.
âSure,â you tease, too blissed out to care. You donât even try to push her away when she shifts on top of you, her arms still holding you close. âAs long as you get to have your way with me, Iâm fine,â you murmur, your voice softer now as you brush your lips against hers. You can feel her smile before she kisses you again, this time slower, sweeter.
âFuck, youâre mine,â she whispers against your lips, her voice low and possessive, sending a shiver down your spine.
âI hope so,â you reply, and it comes out like a promise.
a/n: can you tell i love writing about Sev? currently going through my drafts and revising them and so far this was fun to edit the most lol
gotta catch 'em all đ
i can't believe we could've had hoverboard sevika :'0 (link: https://x.com/chenalii/status/1861945995220951479/photo/1) side note: my hyperfixation is finally calming down lol