#was going to make this about sevika...but it turned into a thought dump

[never-rxne]

i think what most people don't know about the immigrant child experience is how disconnected you will always be from the culture of your motherland.

you're ethnic in face and body, but you will never fully be one thing or another. you live with one foot in each culture, and can't call either one entirely your own. in america you are a minority, in your motherland you are a foreigner.

you'll never understand the nostalgia of your parents, the ways the classrooms looked, the snacks they ate, the tv shows they watched. you'll watch videos by westerners evaluating all the ways your culture is different from america and feel this odd sense of alienation because yes, this is as unfamiliar to you as it is to a westerner, but at the same time, you feel like you're listening to a story about an estranged relative.

you can try to reclaim your culture. you start to feel the disconnect and you tether yourself to anything that makes you feel more... national. you can relearn the language, you can listen to the music, watch the films of your country; you can ask your parents the meaning of your name.

but you're never fully going to be a child of your culture. neither are you going to be fully a westerner. you are an uprooted seed planted in foreign soil. you start to understand the fights you had with your parents in the past, the barrier between their context and yours becomes clearer.

you start to envy the kids who were born and raised in a culture of their own, the ones who can go anywhere and do anything because they are rooted in their homes, because they have a home to return to. those who had relatives other than their parents who bore witness to their upbringing.

where can you go as a child of diaspora? where can you truly call home?

[thehoneybeestings]

𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬?‧₊˚──

(ft. sevika, vi, ambessa, grayson, ellie williams, abby anderson, kassandra of sparta)

Content/Warnings: x reader, no pronouns used but reader is described as wearing a dress and jewelry in ambessa's, some suggestive content for ellie's and kassandra's, mentions of smoking weed for ellie's) A/N: this will probably flop but as i was driving home with my passenger princess butch beside me, i started thinking about all of my fave characters and what their driving preferences would be... a very important subject to ponder obviously. i'm working super hard to get part two of dancer!vi x dancer!reader and sweet as honey out, but i needed a little break so this brain dump ensued and i thought i'd share with the class. please comment your contributions to my theories, or you fail the socratic seminar! (kidding we don't do those i love you my fellow socially anxious babies)

anyway, here we go, starting off with my arcane sexies:

──˚₊𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚

୨ৎ okay so this may be controversial... but 𝐲𝐞𝐬, i think she is a passenger princess- BUT, only when she's with you. you're the only person she trusts with her life, so you're the only person she lets drive her, but for the longest time, you had no idea she preferred being in the passenger seat. she's a very chivalrous partner, so you got used to her volunteering to drive and assumed it was because she liked being the one driving; until, one day, she slipped up and let out a sigh when you mentioned an errand the two of you needed to run. it had already been a long day at work, friday evening traffic had been terrible on the way home, and frankly, she didn't want to be behind the wheel at all before her commute to work on monday. you ask her what the fuss is about, and she (very bashfully) admits that she actually hates driving. the poor baby is terrified you'll think she's a bad butch, but you assure her that you have no problem at all being her chauffer. she does enough for everyone around her as it is <3 (she still DD's tho that's a non-negotiable)

──˚₊𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 

୨ৎ 𝐲𝐞𝐬, she is a passenger princess. no, this was not of her own volition, nor did she get a say. not after she rolled her window down at a red light to tell the jackass who cut her off alllll about himself. her first few trips in the passenger seat are spent with crossed arms and a pout (and when she was particularly annoyed, she'd do that thing where she turned her entire body away from you and faced the window so you knew just how begrudgingly she'd taken the spot), but nowadays, she's fully embraced her role as passenger princess. she likes being on aux, or reaching over to play with your hair- and oh, she takes the best naps in the car. just sleepily reaches over for your arm, wraps both of her own around it like you're a teddy bear (for all intents and purposes, you are vi's teddy bear) and conks the fuck out. it's safe to say she's come to appreciate what the passenger seat has to offer, and every once in a while, you'll even let her flip off the shitty driver that nearly hit you while they were merging because that's love

──˚₊𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚

୨ৎ 𝐲𝐞𝐬, ambessa is a passenger princess, but she won't let you touch the wheel either. instead, she hires a chauffeur, and the two of you sit in the back of the BMW together. she always has a possessive hand on your thigh and a proud grin on her face, and when you ask her what she's smiling at, she'll just say you look pretty in that dress you picked out on your trip to milan; that those diamonds look so much better around your neck than they did on the display in new york; that luxury suits you well. her secret, though, is that driving makes her a nervous wreck. she'd hired a chauffeur long before she met you, because she truly cannot stand driving. it's completely overwhelming, but again, ambessa would never admit this; would never admit a weakness. not that it concerns you, anyway. the only thing you should be concerning yourself with is sitting in the back of the BMW and looking pretty like you always do.

──˚₊𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧

୨ৎ grayson lovesss driving you around, so its safe to say that 𝐧𝐨, she would rather you take on the role of passenger princess in your duo. she loves the way the sun peeks in through the window and catches your eyes during golden hour joyrides, the way that the cabin of her car smells like your perfume as you're on your way to dinner in the city, the way you giggle as you stick your hands out of the sunroof during late-night drives. she loves the mundane, too; opening and closing your door for you every single time you enter or exit the car, dropping you off and picking you up from work, rolling up to a drive-through and resting her hand on the small of your back with a warm smile as you lean over and order your favorite milkshake. you are grayson's princess, through and through, spoiled rotten. essentially, whenever there's a chance for her to keep you from lifting a finger, she's taking it.

now for my TLOU II ladies...

──˚₊𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

୨ৎ hell 𝐧𝐨, she all but gets off on you being in the passenger seat of her truck! and i could leave it at that! but of course i'll elaborate. on a real note, ellie does prefer to drive because she prefers to be one who's focused and in control on the road. if you insist, she'll let you drive, but it has to be in your car. no one drives ellie's truck but ellie. and yes, you tease her about it all of the time, but she lets you, because there's nothing like picking you up from work and smoking you out, watching with an amused smile as you get all loose and giggly in the passenger seat. and if you do the thing where you look up at her through heavy eyes, batting your lashes and asking for another hit in that voice you know makes her melt, she'll just hand the the joint over with a smirk pulling at her lips, knowing damn well her passenger princess is about to find herself laid out in the backseat.

──˚₊𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

୨ৎ so here's the thing: abby is suchhhh a backseat driver. it's one of the only things you fight about, and when you do, it gets ugly, because you know abby and that damn ego. she thinks she's right about everything. but it isn't one of these fights that lands her in the driver's seat for good; instead, it's the third missed turn in a row on a road trip back to your hometown. she asks you to pull into a gas station, and you assume it's so that she can figure out where the fuck you guys are and reroute the GPS, but then she reaches over to place her hand on your cheek and asks you- in that soft voice she only uses when she's speaking to you- to let her take over. and you realize, she was never trying to give you a hard time for your terrible sense of direction. she just wants to take care of her baby. so, you and abby decide that, 𝐧𝐨, she is not a passenger princess. plus, you've gotta, admit; she looks damn good with one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh.

and last, but certainly not least, my favorite womanizer on the list:

──˚₊𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 (𝐀𝐂: 𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐲)

୨ৎ gonna try not to make this super thirsty or super long but gods help me she makes it hard. anyway. not sure why, but i headcanon modern!kass as being kind of a car girl. not in an obnoxious douchey way, though. she just likes nice cars. she's got a fancy sports car, manual like she's used to driving back home in greece, still spotless inside and out despite her having had it for years. so, needless to say: 𝐧𝐨, kassandra is not a passenger princess. not with a car that sexy. not when it drives that nice. sexy sports car aside, kass is a gentlewoman, so she prefers to drive you around regardless. the one time you convinced her to let you take the wheel was toward the beginning of your relationship; she'd just gotten back from her annual trip to kefalonia, and you offered to drive her home from the airport, expecting that she'd curl up in the passenger seat and get some much-needed rest. instead- despite the near 24 hours of traveling she'd just endured- she couldn't keep her damn heart-eyes off of you. eventually, she couldn't keep her hands off of you, so she booked a room in a nice hotel for the night. just to break up the trip home. no other reason. (okay that's a lie but can u blame her u hadn't seen each other in a month!) you don't get to drive her back home from the airport again, though, because it only took that one month away from you for her to decide she wouldn't be going back to greece without you.

thank you all for being passenger princesses in the ride that was my 2 am thoughts.

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐁𝐞𝐞 ୨ৎ

[boredpotate]

Happier Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Arcane or the music I linked in the title.

I had an idea about an angst yandere scenario.

Synopsis: Isekai Fem Reader turns back time to make a better timeline, but some characters can't help but feel like they know her.

Concept: Isekai Fem Reader who didn't see S2 of Arcane dies and reincarnates into Arcane. Gets taken in by Vander along and becomes a part of the family (younger than Vi but older than Powder) and tries to prevent the future tragedy but fails. No matter how hard they try to change the plot, bother before and after Vander dies, it seems to stay on course. She gets adopted by Silco with Powder, but she can't save Powder from becoming Jinx, can't stop Jinx from losing more of herself, can't convince Silco that there's a better way, can't free Vi from prison, can't stop or change anything no matter how hard they try. At the end of it all it was too much for Reader so they move far away trying and failing to live one without remembering her failures. Later finds out that they feel a connection to the arcane and gets glimpses of a timeline where she didn't exist, but Hextech didn't exist and Piltover and Zuan were united. Risks everything to turn back the clock and fix everything but stays away from her family. Not wanting to risk it. However, her old family can't help but feel like they know her.

If you're interested, have any ideas, advice or an opinion on whether or not there should be romance let me know. I just really had to let out an idea.

Reader Pov

'I did it..... I.. I'm back.'

I thought as I look around at Zuan. It was dirty, messy, smoke and some fires, but it was my home. My shitty dump of a home that I grew to love. When loyalty still meant something.

Just like before all those years ago, I find myself wandering the streets as young girl again.

*step* *step* *step*

I hear a heavy set of steps just like before, but this time I panic. I whisper to myself before quickly rushing to an alley to hide behind some debris. I wait and listen before slowly making my way to the corner to peak around.

What I see makes me want to cry as my heart pound in my chest. Feeling like it would burst out any second. I see a young girl with pink hair holding an older man's hand, a blue head of hair leaning on the shoulder of the man and an all too familiar stature of someone I haven't seen in forever.

"....Dad"

For a moment I consider stepping out and I really want to, but then I remember.

Explosions...Fire...Ringing...Milo...Claggor...Vander......Dead

stop

Silco...Sevika...Ekko...Powder...Shimmer......Jinx

Stop

Vi...Prison...Hextech...Chemtech...Caitlyn...Rocket...Piltover...Zuan...Death......War

STOP

I freeze in place, needing to give absolutely everything I have to stop myself from running to them, stop myself from hugging my sister again and stop myself from hugging dad again and feeling safe.

'I can't. This time it needs to be different. I can't risk it.'

So I stop. I don't allow myself what I want the most. No matter how hard my heart beats. I restrain it all, except one.

I cry. I cry both tears of happiness and sadness.

Happy because my plan worked, because my dad is alive again, because Vi and Jin- no..... Powder (god does it feel good to call her that again) together again, and because it means I can fix it all.

Sad because I can't go to them, because I want them to be happy and because I would be lying to myself if I said I didn't remember.

That dream and those visions. Those damn glimpses into another time where everyone was alive and happy. Alive and happy. Without me. No me, myself and I. Which makes sense honestly, so I don't know why I'm crying. I wasn't supposed to be here in the first place.

I let tears rapidly flow down as I stare for just a few seconds more taking it all in. Just to make sure this is real and I'm not imagining it all.

I finally will myself to pull away from the corner but knock into a bottle laid on the ground by accident.

"Who's there!?"

I hear dad call out, so I quickly hug the wall and stay quiet. Afraid to make noise by trying to run away.

'It's me, dad. It's Y/n.'

I do all I can to keep myself from coming out and crying from hearing him again, but I manage to hold out long enough to hear them continue on their way. I take one last look before turning into the alley.

'I'll fix it all. Don't worry about a thing. I'll get you and everyone else's happy ending.'

Vander Pov

'It wasn't supposed to be like this. Connole, Felecia...... I'm so sorry. I promise I-'

I suddenly hear the sound of steps and a bottle clattering. I quickly turn around, pulling Violet and Powder close, and scan the area I heard it coming from.

"Who's there!?", I call out but receive no reply. I consider going to check, but reconsider when I feel Violet and Powder hold onto me tighter.

'I need to keep them safe.'

I wait a few more seconds before turning back with the kids.

"C'mon, let's get you two somewhere safe."

I don't know why, but I had a strange feeling about something. I couldn't describe it. Doesn't matter right now; what matters is the girls.

Chapter 2

[archangeldyke-all]

Idk if this got eaten or missed, but I had an idea of "modern sweetheart reader gets ghosted by her flakey gf (now very much ex), goes to a lounge to process and unwind, and has a meet-cute/hookup with Sevika."

Bonus points if Sevika gets to be smug about how well she takes care of reader 🤭

-🌙

aweee i feel like all u guys are going thru something right now haha this is the second ask i got about a recent break up :( hope this helps you feel a little better <33

heyyyyyyyy… how yall doin….. anyway how do we feel about sevika comforting you after a particularly bad break up and maybe she’s super sweet and you realize you love her idk just a thought *passes out*

men and minors dni

after countless nights falling asleep dreaming about your future with your girlfr-- ex-girlfriend, now; after endless dates, phone calls, and movie nights; after all the 'i love you's and 'you're my girl's... she's dumped you.

she didn't even have the decency to tell you she was dumping you. instead, she ghosts you.

she was never the best at communication and commitment, and sure, in the back of your mind you knew it likely wouldn't last... but that doesn't make this sting any less.

you've spent a week moping and feeling miserable, and tonight, you've decided you've had enough.

if your ex can't see what she's missing out on-- that's not your fucking problem. you aren't going to waste away a perfectly good friday night wishing she felt differently.

you've put on your best outfit, spritzed yourself with your favorite fragrance, and now, you're going to your favorite bar. you're going to dance until you forget about women all together.

well, that's your plan.

it turns out breakup grief can catch up to you even three drinks deep on the dance floor.

the dj switches from something fast and mindless to something slow and sexy. couples start grinding against each other, and you're hit with a wall of loneliness.

fuck. fuck. fuck.

you stumble out of the bar and into the street, trying to keep your tears from falling as you push through the crowds. just when you think you're home free, you trip and fall right into a woman smoking against the front wall of the bar.

"fuck-- fuck, i'm sorry." you whimper, your tears finally falling freely.

"shit, are you alright?" you blink up from your feet and sob. of course you've bumped into an angel when you're in such a pathetic state. "are you hurt?" the woman asks as she gently pulls you out of the foot traffic on the sidewalk, under the awning of the front of the bar.

"'m okay." you mumble. "'m so sorry, i just-- rough night." you explain as you swipe your face.

the woman frowns at you. "somebody bothering you?" she asks.

you snort and shrug. "no, no. more like somebody's not bothering me."

the woman chuckles. "bad breakup?"

"i wish. she didn't even give me the chance to make it bad." you mumble.

she cringes. "y' got ghosted?" you nod. "damn. people are fuckin' idiots. who in their right mind would ghost you?"

you snort. "you don't even know me."

the woman gives you a long look up and down, and you feel heat curl in your stomach. "i know a catch when i see one." she says eventually.

you bite your lip. "and what's your name, charmer?" you ask. the woman chuckles and holds a hand out for you to shake.

"sevika." she introduces herself, giving you a firm shake. you give her your own name. she doesn't drop your hand. "y'know... i've never seen you around before."

you shrug. "my ex didn't like to dance."

"your ex sounds like a fuckin' asshole. why are you cryin' over them?"

you shrug again, a little more unsure this time. "i guess i'm just... lonely."

sevika giggles and squeezes your hand. "well, that's easy to fix. come dance with me." she suggests, tugging you back toward the bar. you blink.

"a-are you serious?" you ask.

sevika shrugs. "it's not every day a beautiful girl runs crying into my arms." she says. "thought i'd take a chance."

you laugh. "you do realize you're the most beautiful person in this entire building, right?" you ask. sevika cackles, squeezing your hand again and pulling you toward the dancefloor.

kofi

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[meadowfairiess]

Hello! I'm formally requesting a Sevika x reader blurb/scenario!

If you could, can I have one where Sevika goes to a roller skating rink, and falls for reader (who works at the rink)? If you don't find it interesting, or you just don't want to, please do not feel any pressure to do it! I hope you have a fantastic day/night!

⊱ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ⊰

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐗 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑-𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 (not edited)

*warnings ~ swearing, fluff, flirting, smoking and drinking

*pairings ~ sevika x fem!reader

*a/n ~ thank you so much for this request! i love this prompt so much. i hope you have a fantastic day/night too! and i hope you enjoy (also i do now realise this is a tad long… oops)@xxterra-incognitaxx

- the last thing you expected on your friday afternoon shift at the roller rink was to see sevika walk in the front doors.

- you didn't actually know her but you knew of her, the same way for her.

- i mean... how could you not know about each other? she was sevika, tall, dark and dangerous... everyone knew who she was and she knew of you because who else in this god forsaken city would open up a roller skating rink?

- she had a blue haired girl next to her, an ecstatic grin on her face you noticed as they walked up to the front desk.

"hi! how can i help?" you smiled as you asked them.

"uh... we need a pair of those... boot things for her" sevika said pointing to the girl next to her.

"yep, of course. just one pair?" you asked looking up at her.

"well i'm not getting out there so obviously yes"

*don't say anything, don't say anything, don't say anthing*

with a bright fake smile you replied, "alright then..."

- you proceeded to ask the blue haired girl for her shoe size and they both left to go sit down at the tables in the far corner.

- you had to admit though, the thought of someone like sevika on the roller rink is kinda funny.

- she'd probably fall on her ass and you would probably get a good laugh out of that.

- after a while you noticed she was still sitting at the same place she was when she came in.

- and you noticed something smoking from her hand, a cigar of course, so now you had to go talk to her. great *cue eye roll*

"you can’t smoke in here" you said quietly

"and why’s that?"

"it's aginst the rules"

"the rules huh?" she was smirking and tilting her head at you, she was mocking you. (le gasp! how dare she!)

"yes, so i'm going to ask you to either put that out or go outside and smoke it"

"or what? what are you gonna do about it gorgeous? hm?"

- gulping you chose your next words very carefully, you say something completely wrong to her and you might as well consider yourself dead.

"i'm going to get a bucket filled with ice cold water and dump it on you and that stupid thing, thats what i'm gonna do"

- how about lilies on top of your casket? i think that would be nice

- she laughed, actually laughed and the mocking smile on your face fell.

“okay, okay" she held her hands up in surrender, "i'll go outside, god your fiesty"

- when she turned her back and walked away you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding.

- how did you even hold your breath for that long? it was seriously impressive.

- walking away you continued with your work duties, helping others out and making sure everything was clean.

- it wasn't until later on that both sevika and the blue haired girl came back to the front desk with a pair of worn down roller skates, you retured her shoes and she went over to the tables to put them back on.

- the next thing that happened was so unexpected, you almost passed out from complete shock.

"i like you" sevika said, looking you right in the eyes.

"you-you do?" you were beyond confused and also slighlty concerned... what was she up to here?

- she slid a piece of paper along the front desk towards you, "come by here later, i'll be expecting you".

- you could only stare at her as she and the other girl walked away and out the front door.

- only when they left did you look at the piece of paper, it was folded and on the inside it said 2 things...

The Last Drop - 22:00

- okayyyy??? a bit weird but sure.

- after work you went straight to the bar, not even changing out of your uniform, you were intrigued.

- as soon as you walked through the front doors of the bar people just began to stare at you.

- who could blame them? a small girl with big curly hair and bright 80's vintage clothing just walked in.

- but you walked further in with an anxious sigh, nothing scares you though *huff*

- and there she was *heart eyes*

- another cigar in one of her hands and in the opposite a few playing cards, on the table in front was more playing cards and some drinks scattered everywhere.

- when she looked up her expression didn't necessarily change, maybe a small smirk made it’s way onto her face though.

"oh hello, why don't you come sit over here" she patted the spot on her left.

- you didn't even have to think, your feet just moved on their own and the next thing you knew you were sitting next to the scary lady with a drink in your hand.

- after a few more drinks you loosened up a little and would actually laugh at the jokes that were being made.

- and you could feel sevika's eyes on you.

- you didn't have the confidence to meet them though, not even with a few drinks in you.

- eventually after a few more drinks it was time to leave, you had to be up for work tomorrow morning.

- sevika ended the game and you said your goodbye's, leaving you didn't notice the woman following closely behind.

"let me walk you home" she said.

- you almost shit yourself.

"jesus christ, when did you get here?!" you raised your voice, hand on your heart.

"i've been here" she just stood there staring, "again, let me walk you home. you were drinking quite a bit back there and i'm not gonna let you walk home alone in this hell hole"

- you just sighed and nodded, "okay" and you both begin the venture back to your apartment complex.

"you know, i do actually like you" sevika spoke when you both got to the front doors, capturing you attention.

"huh?” (this bitch)

"i like you, you’re actually funny..." (was that supposed to be shocking or???) "and you actually have balls. i mean nobody would dare say half the shit you said to me today. so... i like you and don't tell anyone i said that because if you do i'll kill you and now i do know where you live" she spoke rather quickly.

- you laughed, "was that a threat?"

"yes"

"mhm okay, well it's a good thing i'm not really scared of you is it? aaaand if you really do like me as much as you're saying you do, you would never actually kill me, would you?" you were teasing her.

- she knew you were teasing her so she bit her tongue and stayed silent this time.

"see?" you laughed while checking your watch, "shit, i have to go i have work in the morning"

"alright… you should come back to the bar after work tomorrow" she looked away

SHE WAS LOOKING AWAY! WAS SHE BEING SHY?! *genuinely shocked*

"urm yeah, sure. i'll see you then. goodnight sevika" you said with a smile, walking away inside the complex.

"night y/n"

- that was 2 years ago.

- and now you're in a relationship with sev, and instead of sitting next to her while she’s playing cards at the last drop, you share a closet, bathroom, kitchen and a whole ass apartment!

- and you sit on her lap while she’s playing cards too, she insists saying something like,

"you’re kinda like my lucky charm, i sometimes lose when you're gone but i always win when you're here"

- and you melted.

- and you continue to melt because even though she is this tall, dark, scary woman... she's actually really soft for you, nobody else but you gets to see it but you love it.

- she love’s you and you love her.

- all because of that damn roller skating rink.

a/n: sobbing at the end there :,) btw if you want to be added to a taglist then just let me know what type of stuff you want to be tagged in and i will add you asap

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Sevika the Matchmaker

A/n: cute little Drabble I thought of. Will be writing more oneshots similar to this and maybe a hint of smut here and there so follow for more!

Sevika has long passed the point of keeping track of this never ending situation between you and Silco. It was bad enough all that time ago when it was just a little spark and the inner circle had to consistently deal with your bouncing heel, clammy hands, and stuttering that echoed out into your work. Then they all had to deal with the inconsistent moods of Silco whenever you were out on missions, with a guarantee someone left the boss’s office with shrapnel sticking out of them. The grand kicker of it all was watching the two of you have the same bright idea of dumping it all on her.

Which is how she now found herself for the fiftieth time in a row in her usual corner booth watching the tight piece of ass she had on her arm slip away from the table. Sevika growled and looked down at your frame drunkly laid across her shoulder sobbing.

“Why do I keep doing this to myself? I’ve worked for him for years and can’t even look him in the eyes. He has such pretty eyes” you’re slurring increased with every word.

“Uh huh” Sevika gruffs out. She could care less especially with the echo of Silco’s own words parroting yours just days ago muttering about your dumbass eyes.

Hands clenching constantly resisting the urge the violently throw you off her shoulder, knowing exactly what the consequence is. So instead she’s doomed to live in this never ending purgatory of drunk blubbering from you and annoyed rants from her boss. Scoffing as the thought of Jinx’s company being preferable right about now flashes briefly in her mind.

Snapping out of her thoughts as you slam your fist against the table, standing as straight as the alcohol will let you, and screaming to anyone that would listen “you know what, I’m going to do it!”

She watched you with wide eyes, sparing a glance at the rest of the bar with several tables starting to collect bets. The quiet hush besides small clinks of metal throw on tables and mutters gave way for the entire bar, including your intoxicated form, to take in the crashing and screams coming from the back office before one of the underlings was thrown to the hall. Everyone but you watched his retreating form scamper out the front door. Eyes all flick straight back to you, watching as your body previously frozen with his voice suddenly slumps and with another wobble you throw yourself back down on Sevika.

“ fuck... fuck...FUCK! I can’t do it now! He’s pissed, and I’ll only make it worse!” There was audible groans all around, most notably from Sevika who is now grasping her mug with enough force that her metal arm effectively crushed the container, splashing the remaining alcohol up and around with force.

Using her other arm to grasp your shoulder she hoists you up with a gruff “Follow”

She doesn’t wait for a response before pounding her way up to the counter slamming her mug down and waving for another. She knows you’re babbling like an idiot with very few words catching her ears of torture, pain, and misery. She would show you misery soon if you didn’t stop but instead she grasps the new mug the second it slides towards her and downs it.

With as little force as she can muster, she grabs your hand and fists it around the back of her cape before standing. Again her deep strides pound across the floor towards the back all with a little drunk duck desperately holding on for life without a clue in the world where she even is right now.

“So dark and handsome”

“Uh huh”

“So smart, sexy and smart! Whatta man”

“Uh huh”

“So good with jinxy, amazing dad”

“Uh huh”

“Wish I could call him daddy”

Suddenly your body crashes into Sevika’s before she turns around “don’t ever fucking call him that in front of me” before the words sinks in your head she throws open the door in front of you both.

Inside Sevika briefly takes in her boss’s position in his chair, pushed back from his desk with hands resting against his temples. She grasps onto your wobbling form by the shoulders and pushes you forward with enough force for you to fall into his lap.

Both your heads flash towards each other and back at her before she turns around grabbing the door handle.

“You both love each other. Now leave me alone, not my problem anymore” and slams the door shut behind her right after she catches the bright red faces staring at each other.

[deny-the-issue]

The Battle of Illumination

Chapter 10: Oral Fixation

TBI Masterlist

[PTSD] [ Silco x you] [silco x fem!reader] [no y/n] [set before act 1] [angst] [Canon-typical violence] [Bondage] [Addiction]

Summary: At the pinnacle of your thirst, Liam joins Silco's movement and you receive a just reward.

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You never thought you’d be running back to Silco this fast, but here you were, dragging Liam along for the ride. His life was no longer in immediate jeopardy but that could change if he didn’t get the care he needed. Care you weren’t able to provide.

Maybe he hasn’t noticed I left yet.

Silco could take your desertion personally; he saved you, after all. You could only hope that he would give you a chance to explain before casting judgment. Liam’s head bobbed side to side as he leaned against you harder, clearly exhausted. You weren’t far behind him; carrying him the whole way was a difficult process. 

A breathless sigh parted your lips at the sight of the cannery and you picked up your pace. The place was swarming with drunken goons, freshly returned from Margot’s party. Through the mob, you found Sevika and hobbled over to her. 

“Where’s Silco?” Sevika’s gray eyes examined Liam for a moment before speaking.

“Who the fuck is this?” Her lips dropped into a tense frown as her glare landed on you.

“A friend, where is Silco?”  

“The lab. Don’t expect him to be happy with you; he knows you left.”

Great.

Without another word you turned for the stairs and teetered yourself and Liam down them haphazardly. It was a miracle neither of you took a tumble, and you were so focused that you hadn’t noticed Silco’s demonic gaze on you. Taking a breath, you finally searched the room, finding Silco’s teal eye filled with disdain locked on you. His hellfire eye seemed to glow especially bright at the moment, and it filled you with an anxious excitement that pooled in your core. 

“Why shouldn’t I send you away?” The coolness of his voice made you regret leaving and you took a deep breath before starting.

“One of Karvyq’s men snuck into the warehouse and I interrogated him then dumped his body. It made me think about the problems I could cause you and I decided the best thing for me to do was disappear. I don’t want your dream to fail because of me.”

“I appreciate your concern, but the decision was always mine to make, not yours.” His good eye softened when you nodded in agreement and he asked, “Who is this?”

“This is Liam, he needs help.” 

“Does he speak?” His condescending tone made you shake Liam, hoping he was coherent enough to know what was going on. 

“Yes,” Liam answered feebly after your thorough jostling. 

“What would you do for the undercity’s independence, Liam?” Silco asked, walking closer with his hands clasped behind his back.

“Anything,” Liam growled with foreign passion. 

The Liam I knew would never say something like that. I guess we’ve both changed.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Silco’s mouth and he signaled the doctor over. He led you to the table you were strapped to once, and you gently lowered Liam onto it. To your relief, no straps were needed as skeleton fingers prodded Liam’s body. Leaving them to it, you turned your attention back to Silco and approached him cautiously. 

“You should know; Karvyq is still alive; They only maimed him.”

“I’ll deal with him in my own time.” He disregarded your concerns, clearly still feeling bitter.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“Do you want to stay?”

Of course, answering a question with a question. These control issues could be fun in the right situation.

“Of course I do. I wholeheartedly believe in your cause; I simply do not want Chross to have any more ammunition on you. And as you stated, the final decision is yours.” 

“It is,” He agreed absentmindedly, mulling something over in his mind. You waited eagerly on his next words, losing yourself in the lines of his face. He should know better than to look at you like this by now; that half-lidded judgemental look made you want to get on your knees for him. Your face flushed with arousal at the thought and he continued his thought, “You would place my ambitions above yourself?”

“I would die for you, Silco, I thought you knew that.”

“Even if I never laid a hand on you again?”

“My needs aren’t important when you seek to liberate an entire city.” He raised his brow at that and you continued, “besides , I doubt I’m missing much.”

A short laugh left his mouth, exposing a hint of chipped teeth as he glanced down to your lips. He stepped closer and spoke in a low tone.

“Darling, you have no idea.” An involuntary shiver raced up your spine and you had to stop yourself from whimpering.

He doesn’t even need to touch me to drive me crazy.

You eyed him hungrily, as your body urged you to climb him like a tree. The doctor broke the charged silence, causing you to close your eyes in frustration.

“With proper treatment, the boy will recover in a couple of weeks.”

“Good,” He responded before turning back to you. “You can get him settled.”

“Where should I take him?” Confusion danced across your face with Silco’s smug look.

“A room was recently vacated. He can have that one.” Your mouth opened to argue with him but no words came. He seemed to relish in the discomfort he caused as he waited patiently for your rebuttal.

Here it is. I knew he wouldn’t let this go without some kind of punishment.

“Where should I place my things?” 

“Leave them with me, I’ll see to everything.”

That’s not menacing at all.

Nodding awkwardly, thoughts zoomed through your mind at a million miles a minute, never stopping on one long enough to form a sentence. Furrowing your brow, you will yourself to focus. He ended your suffering and replaced it with an entirely different kind before you could speak again.

“Find me later. I’ll give you what you deserve.”

All of the exhaustion was ripped from you as your body went into overdrive at the implication of his words. Eyes wide, mouth parted, you struggled to compose yourself as he stepped towards you. Your heart raced as he passed you, leaving the lab. Inhaling the scent of cigar and aftershave that rippled off of him, you gave yourself over to his intoxicating nature.

I’m going to let him ruin me.

You had to take a deep breath before facing Liam again, hoping he didn’t see just how worked up you were. Silco’s words wouldn’t be obvious to anyone but you, and you couldn’t help admiring how smooth he was. Helping Liam off the table with a small smile you began the laborious ascent of the stairs, leaving your bag in the lab with singed. 

The bathroom was your first stop. He desperately needed a good scrubbing, and it only now occurred to you that he might need help. 

It’s what Sevika did for you; It doesn’t need to be awkward. 

Liam’s eyes lit up at the sight of the shower and he limped over to it himself, turning the knobs eagerly. 

“I’ll go get you a towel and some new clothes, ok?” Liam nodded happily and you closed the door behind you, leaving him to it. Heading to a small storage closet, you found a bin of mismatched clothing and chose some you hoped would fit his malnourished frame. Grabbing a towel off a rack, you walked back to the bathroom and waited with an ear to the door in case he fell.

When you heard the water turn off you entered with your eyes closed. Shoving the clothes onto the sink, you unfolded the towel and offered it blindly in the direction of the shower. It was pulled out of your hands a moment later and you backed out of the room once again. 

Liam looked more like the boy you knew when he stepped out of the bathroom; sandy hair not darkened by soot and eyes filled with hope. He gave you a sleepy smile as you led him to his room. Pushing aside the curtain, you flipped the light on in the room you once occupied. 

“What happened to the door?” Liam inquired, eyes lingering on the curtain.

“Bad dream, don’t worry about it.” You muttered as you plopped him on the bed, squatting down to take off his shoes. A healthy blush spread over his face and you dropped your gaze to the floor, pretending to be ignorant of his perverted thoughts.

Pushing the boots under the bed you stood as he swung his feet onto the bed, quickly settling under the blanket. 

“I hope I didn’t get you in trouble.” He pleaded with wide, innocent eyes. “He sounded angry with you.”

“Ah, that’s just his normal mood. You’ll get used to it. Just don’t get on his bad side; he’s got an explosive temper.” Liam’s eyes filled with panic and you quickly added, “Not that I’ve seen it, obviously.” 

“You’re sure you're safe?”

“I wouldn’t go that far. This way of living has a way of getting to you eventually. Silco won’t hurt me. Not now, anyway.” His eyes narrowed at you as you smiled maliciously. 

“I’m happy you haven’t changed,” Liam said with a small smile as his eyes began closing.

“You’re about the only person to think that,” You laughed but Liam didn’t seem to hear you. He crashed into a deep sleep as you flipped the light switch and left the room. 

Excitement coursed through your body like electricity the moment Liam was out of your sight. Silco’s words repeated in your head like a mantra as you searched for him and instead, you found Sevika.

“What has you so riled up, brat?” 

“Nothing, I’m not riled up.”

“Yeah, right, and I’m a counselor. Looks like Silco’s playing with his food again.”

“There might be more happening this time.” You mused, satisfied with the disgusted scowl that appeared on Sevika’s face.

“You’re forgetting that virgins are only appealing the first time . What makes you think he’ll keep you around after?” It was your turn to scowl, now. Not dignifying her with an answer, you tried to pass her when her arm shot up, stopping you. “He won’t be back until later.”

“Where the fuck am I supposed to sleep?”

“Not my problem.” She crashed into your shoulder as she walked past, leaving you with doubt and anger. 

I can’t crawl in next to Liam, not with how he looked at me.

Sighing in defeat, you walked back down to the lab. Everyone avoided the place because of the man that was commonly found within, but you found his quiet nature soothing. Normal people had a way of wearing you down with their extroverted exploits and the doctor's cold demeanor was a welcome change. 

Shit, maybe I’m just like him, now.

Picking the back corner by Silco’s bedroom door, you slid down the wall landing on the floor with a soft thump. Leaning your head back, the soft clinking sounds of the doctor working lulled you into a deep sleep.

A violent kick to your leg startled you awake and Sevika was gearing up for another when you put your hands up.

“I’m up, I’m up!” You complained, rubbing the sleep from your face.

“Someone’s got Silco, let’s go .”

Her words were like a shot of adrenaline to your system and you scrambled to your feet.

“WHO?”

“That asshole, Karvyq. Any ideas where he would take Silco?”

“No, but Margot might know.” You didn’t wait for her reply before making your way to the stairs. She followed without issue and your rushed pace reflected the panic within.

Margot better not be in on this. I’ll kill her myself. 

Fighting against the early morning crowd, you made your way to the less busy pleasure sector. Margot took up residence in her main brothel, not the one she had sent Karvyq to. Obviously a pathetic attempt to distance herself from him. It was a higher-quality establishment, filled with luscious fabric and comfortable seating in soft gold and pink colors. 

The main room had a few customers lingering in this early hour; the regulars. Thankfully no one was willing to question your intent as you made your way up the spruced-up staircase. Heavy perfume made your head swim as you passed the row of doors leading to the lady’s bedrooms. Stifling a cough, you made your way to the end of the hallway where an ornate door stood in contrast to all the others. Even if the door hadn’t given its owner away, the men outside would have. 

The guards outside her door moved to block you and they were easily dealt with by the both of you. Kicking the door open Margot stood at her desk, ready to kill. When her eyes landed on you and Sevika they were filled with confusion.

“What the fuck! You couldn’t have knocked?”

“Karvyq has Silco, and you’re going to tell me where.” You came around the side of her desk and forcefully pushed her back into the chair.

“I didn’t even know that fuck recovered!” She pleaded innocently as you pinned her in the chair with a hand on each armrest. The quivering of your lip was the only sign of your thinning patience as she reverted into the scared girl you remembered. “H-he had a place where he’d take girls sometimes, I’ll give you the address.”

Straightening your body, you allowed her to retrieve a piece of paper. You shot her one last murderous look before grabbing the note and leaving the room with Sevika. The building that was referenced was near The Last Drop and you prepared yourself for the worst as your feet moved on autopilot. 

As soon as the building was in sight you ducked into an alleyway, looking for the back door. To your surprise, no one was guarding the heavy wooden door of the stone building. Sevika came around to the front of you, sizing up the door. 

“I’ve got this, you go around front and flank them.” Nodding, you headed for the front door. Two men were chatting on the steps, smoking cigarettes and they grumbled with annoyance when you approached.

“Get lost, kid.” The one on the right sneered and you unsheathed your daggers, flashing them a cute smile before unleashing a fury of slashes that left them gurgling on the ground. Their sounds alerted the men inside of your presence as they rushed to the door, pushing it open to see the damage. You stood on the side of the door frame and jabbed your dagger in the gap as soon as the door opened, earning a scream. 

Kicking the door the rest of the way open, the injured goon fell backward as two more lunged with knives. The sound of metal filled the air as you blocked their knives with your own when they groaned and fell to the floor, revealing Sevika’s bloodied blade behind them. She cautiously climbed the stairs and you stayed in the shadows behind her. A man’s voice called out just as Sevika showed her face on the top floor.

“Your lapdog is here, Silco, how quaint .” Sevika halted her advance, eyes unblinking. “Move and he dies.”

Shit, I have to find another way. 

Leaving the way you came without another sound, you examined the building for possible entry points, eyes landing on a small balcony with an open window. 

That’ll have to do.

Expertly scaling the side of the building, you landed silently on the balcony crouching below the sill to remain out of sight. 

“My what shiny hands you have, Karvyq.”

Did she just say hands? How could he have recovered so fast without shimmer? Shit.

Peaking through the window, you saw Karvyq’s back to you and a man on his knees in front of him. Luck was on your side tonight, it seems. Slithering through the window you slowly crept up to him. A floorboard creaked, giving you away. 

Karvyq’s head snapped to you as you grabbed his knife-wielding hand, preventing him from cutting Silco’s throat. Sevika took the opening and was on Karvyq in seconds, and a hard punch to the face ended the altercation. Walking in front of Silco, you kneeled to take the gag out of his mouth. That’s when you noticed how incredible he looked tied up .

Loose strands of hair hung on his sweaty brow as his chest rose and fell rapidly. He was hogtied in such a way that he could still remain on his knees and the intensity with which he looked at you made you blush as dirty thoughts rushed through you.

I mean, he looked delectable like this. You could only imagine the sounds he’d make as you rode him into oblivion, bouncing on his rock-hard cock with reckless abandon as you shamelessly chased your pleasure. 

Oh my. I’ll just file this under “things he would kill me for even thinking about.”  

Sevika ended your reverie when she cut him free, causing him to fall forward onto you. Instinctively hugging to catch him, your eyes went wide with the contact. He quickly righted himself, pulling himself from your arms as you tried not to mourn the loss of his body heat. 

He looked down on you, still on your knees, with an expectancy that signed the death certificate for your panties. Sevika cleared her throat and you shook the lust from your mind as you pushed off the ground. 

“You’re not going out alone anymore,” Sevika commanded coldly and Silco hummed in agreement, dropping the last of the rope to the floor. “Should I kill him?”

“No, we need him. Bring him with us.” Sevika sighed as she tied up the incapacitated Karvyq and roughly threw him over her shoulder. On the way out of the building, his head may have hit several walls.

He’s gonna feel fantastic when he wakes up. It’s the least he deserves for putting the future of the undercity at risk.

Silco moved a little slower than usual, hands grazing over his chest as he descended the stairs. He had fresh bruises peppering his face and a busted lip but his broken ribs seemed to be the worst of his injuries.You had attempted to lend him an arm for support but he shrugged you off, rejecting your help.

So stubborn.

The trek back to the cannery was made in silence, each person lost in their own thoughts. Karvyq obviously had help tonight and there was only one person with the knowledge to put Silco down. Margot was just a pawn in this scheme after all. 

I was stupid to think Chross wouldn’t punish Silco for the scene I made. This was a warning shot, a simple message to Silco that he could still take him out.

There was nothing you could do but close your fists in anger, simmering in your lack of options until you arrived at the warehouse. 

Karvyq was brought down into the lab, thrown into a wooden chair, and restrained. He was conscious but still severely drowsy until Silco forced a drop of shimmer into his mouth.

Wide awake now, his eyes darted around the room searching for an escape. You knew that feeling all too well, and it set your mind on edge. His mechanical hands gripped the chair and the movement surprised you. The silver engraved hands weren’t mere prosthetics; he had full control over them. Possibilities rattled around your brain as Silco prowled around him, letting him fully grasp what was happening. 

“Chross slipped you some shimmer, did he not?” When Karvyq didn’t answer, Silco poured more shimmer into his mouth and he writhed in pain as purple veins sprouted across his skin. “I’m going to let you in on a little secret, Karvyq. Shimmer’s magic properties go beyond simple healing. Incredible things happen the bigger the dose; I’m going to show you.” 

Pulling another small vial from a nearby rack he popped the cap off and signaled to Sevika to hold Karvyq’s head. The strength of Karvyq on shimmer rivaled Sevika’s, and Silco emptied the vial in his mouth as Sevika’s arms shook from the effort. 

The straps snapped as Karvyq’s body grew larger, flopping onto the ground and Sevika drew her blade and pressed it into his back.

“You see, the doctor has discovered Shimmer is more addictive than any other drug he’s seen. As soon as you come down you’ll want more, and I’ll give it to you... If you work for me.” Silco purred, eyes glimmering with a passion that made you squeeze your thighs a little tighter.  

Karvyq spewed purple liquid from his mouth and coughed violently, his body already shrinking to its original size. He looked around the room once again but with a new purpose. His eyes locked with the rack holding more vials of shimmer and began crawling towards it. Sevika laughed cruelly as she replaced her blade with her boot, holding him in place.

“Who provided the men that helped you? I know they weren’t yours.”

“Finn,” Karvyq answered eagerly, saliva spraying from his mouth.

“Good, you’ll set up a meeting if you want more shimmer.” Silco motioned for Sevika to remove her boot and Karvyq stood on shaky legs. Silco tossed him a vial and Karvyq flew up the stairs as soon as it was in his hands. 

“Your loyalty is appreciated,” Silco said to Sevika, “I’m going to rest now.”

She nodded her head in respect before leaving you to stand awkwardly in front of him. You knew sex was off the table tonight; he hadn’t planned on being kidnapped. It didn’t stop your heart from fluttering as he looked you over. 

“Where should I sleep?” You asked timidly, hoping for a bed but expecting nothing. A hint of a smirk ghosted across his lips as he made his way to his bedroom door, disappearing into the dark room. A switch clicked and light poured from the open doorway as Silco sighed.

“Are you coming?” 

Your heart nearly stopped when you heard him say those words. Clumsy feet tripped over themselves as your mind raced miles ahead of your body. Stopping in the doorway, you stared with wide eyes as Silco began removing his tie. 

“Close the door.”

Following commands have never been so easy for you. It didn’t even feel wrong like you thought it would. Leaning back against the door to close it you couldn't help but part your lips at the sight of him unbuttoning his vest. 

“My plans for you will have to wait until I am healed. Will you be able to control yourself?”

“I’ll do my very best,” You teased with a devilish smile. “I’d like to do something for you if you’ll allow it.”

His teal eye narrowed in thought as you bit your lip while taking a few steps toward him, grabbing the vest from his hands and flinging it onto the chair. Testing his consent, you gently smoothed your hands over his chest and hovered your lips over his.

“Let me take care of you,” you breathed and his lips embraced yours without another moment’s thought. Soft kisses trailed down his neck and collarbone, unbuttoning the shirt as you did. He slid his arms out of his suspenders and you untucked his shirt revealing badly bruised ribs. Grimacing as he shrugged out of the shirt, you helped him take the rest off. 

His skin was pale and covered in scars of all sizes with thin, corded muscles hidden underneath. Drunk on the sight of him you traced his defined musculature with your eyes, committing them to memory. Your hands hesitated as you reached for the buttons on his pants, looking at his face for reassurance.

“I’m waiting,” He cocked his brow in a show of mock irritation. 

Bastard.

Taking your time, you dropped to your knees and began struggling with his pants. You had never undressed someone else before and wasn’t expecting it to be a fucking puzzle. 

I’m going to rip these pants off of him if these buttons don’t surrender to me.

Pulling the fabric to loosen it first allowed you to free the button and work on the next one. When his pants fell open you let out a frustrated growl as it revealed more overlapping fabric. Instead of reaching through it, you tugged the pants down exposing his hips. Wonderful thin hips that you couldn't stop yourself from kissing. A light gasp escaped his lips as you nipped at the soft skin, giving you the courage to pull his pants the rest of the way down. 

His erect member bounced free inches away from your face. 

How am I supposed to fit that in my mouth?

“Is something wrong, darling ?” He wore a smug expression as you glanced up at him. Licking your lips slowly you kissed the base of his cock and pulled away when it twitched. Taking it as encouragement, you kissed your way up the length of his throbbing cock and a drop of precum emerged from the tip. 

Tasting the saltiness of his excitement you brought his velvety head into your mouth, eliciting a deep, pleasurable sigh from Silco. It was only the first sound you pulled from him and you were already addicted.

A hand entwined itself in your hair, pushing himself deeper inside, grazing the back of your throat and holding the rest of his length with one hand. Bobbing your head slowly, he aided your movements as you took in more of him with each stroke. Growing more confident in your abilities, you swirl your tongue around the tip before shoving his cock down your throat as far as you could go, your nose grazing the small patch of dark hair at the base. 

A guttural growl filled the air and he fisted your hair, losing control as he fucked your face, causing you to grab onto his tiny ass for support. Tears began streaming down your cheeks and you let out a strangled moan, begging for air. A string of saliva still connected his cock to your mouth when he pulled out of you, his face looking absolutely feral . A few seconds to breathe is all he allowed before mercilessly continuing his assault on your throat. 

Your hand moved to the ache between your legs, rubbing in sync with Silco’s ruthless pace. His hips stuttered in their rhythm and his pleasure rippled through you, bringing you close as well. He moaned through gritted, chipped teeth, shutting his good eye tight and throwing his head back.

Gods, he’s beautiful like this.

 Hot spurts of his release coated the back of your throat as your climax ripped through you, causing you to whimper around his thick cock. Thighs quivering with the aftershocks, you released his member from your mouth with a satisfying pop and swallowed his seed, relishing the bitter, salty taste of him. 

As he opened his eye again, he looked at you with an unfamiliar softness and caressed your sore jaw with a thumb of the hand that was tangled in your hair a moment before. 

“I’ll have to put that mouth to use more often,” He mused, swiping a thumb over your chapped lips. You were still too worked up to reply with anything but an exasperated smile as he helped you to your feet. The change in position allowed blood to reach your brain again and kickstarted your anxiety. 

“Do you want me to leave?” You found yourself asking a second time in one day. 

“I’m not done with you. Unless you’d rather sleep on the floor?” You shook your head adamantly as Silco dressed in loose sleep pants. He tossed you one of his clean shirts, a silent demand for you to wear it. Laying down on the bed, he placed his hands behind his head as he watched you intently, expecting you to undress. 

Your shirt came off easily and you only began to blush as you unclipped your bra, exposing your chest to him. His eyes on your body made you uncomfortably warm as you unbuttoned your pants. No one had seen you fully naked before and an old fear crept into your bones.

What if I’m not like other women down there? What if he doesn’t like what he sees?

Silco cleared his throat impatiently, breaking you out of the anxiety spiral. Taking a deep breath you pulled your pants to the floor, leaving only your panties. Silco hummed in appreciation as he sat upright.

“You’ve made quite a mess, kitten.” He observed, running a finger over the wet fabric. You gasped and he sat back with his hands supporting him. “Take them off.”

Your heart was damn near palpitating now, and you slipped your panties off agonizingly slow. There was no part of you his eyes didn’t reach as he examined you with parted lips. 

“Unfortunately I am unable to reciprocate tonight; you’ll have to settle for my hands.” You grasped his wrist as he reached for you, stopping him.

“I want you to fuck me the next time you make me come.” You hardly recognized your voice, feeling like it was some other part of you in control. 

“Have it your way,” He conceded, laying back on the bed. The rich fabric of his shirt felt sinful against your skin and you decided at that moment that he wouldn’t be getting this shirt back. Scooting closer to the wall, he gestured for you to join him. You knew no sleep would be had if you faced the man so you put your back against him, your butt firmly against his cock. 

His hand instinctively grabbed your hip, preventing you from grinding on him. 

“Be a good girl, and go to sleep now,” he whispered in your ear, snaking his arm around you, holding you tightly against him. Hugging his arm, you felt his breathing slow as sleep took him. 

I’m not dreaming, right? This really happened?

Silco began softly snoring in your ear and you stifled a giggle. 

So he’s human, after all.

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

There's Something About You

by cupcaits

Vi Lane never thought she would settle down with anyone. She didn't want to. To her, it was much simpler to fuck and then dump girls so she wouldn't have to worry about any dumb and useless attachments. So when she starts going out with Clarissa Kiramman, she doesn't think it would end any differently. The two of them were having fun and Clarissa was more like Vi anyways. So when she suggests them spending a week at one of her family's beach homes for some fun, Vi wasn't about to turn the offer down.

But there's one slight problem.

That's where they find out the home is already being stayed in for the summer by her older sister, Caitlyn. A romance author and a lot more serious and responsible than her little sister. She had wanted to come to the vacation house alone, determined to write her brand new romance novel. The problem was, she was suffering with writer's block and having to deal with her sister and new girlfriend wasn't making it easier.

Needless to say, the summer was about to get a little more complicated.

Words: 1853, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Cassandra Kiramman, Tobias Kiramman, Vander (League of Legends), Luxanna "Lux" Crownguard, Ekko (League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Original Characters

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: look at me attempting to do a romcom, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Summer Vacation, Useless Lesbians, author caitlyn, fuckboy Vi, caitlyn has a sister in this for the sake of the plot lmao, this fic is gonna be filled with cliches

from AO3 works tagged 'Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)'

[softgaycontent]

i wanna hear all your thoughts on arcane!!!

Why don’t I get this ask after I finish everything I like? Thank you.

I thought it was really good!! 

The art style was super fun, with the painted look and more unrealistic artsy depictions of things like fire and punch emphasis lines. The character designs were mostly really good, I liked how varied everyone looked. Did not like Cait’s sexy maid uniform. The other visual piece my gf and I were making fun of while we watched was the amount of drool (eg when people were punched in the mouth). They invested in their liquid budget and they were Gonna use it.

There were a lot of characters, but they balanced it all pretty well, even if I was interested in Vi’s storyline more than what was happening with Jayce. (As one would expect from me.) The plot was overall interesting and kept me guessing. I appreciate that it is a character-driven story. 

More text with BIG SPOILERS under the cut. Going to dump a bunch of thoughts in no strong order, I don’t want to spend too long on this, but I do have things to say. :)

My favorite characters were unsurprisingly Vi, Powder, and Cait. I wanna keep putting all 3 of them in a room together and see what happens. Really fun how Vi loves her sister, cares about Cait, and yet Cait and Jinx have super legitimate reasons to hate each other. Such a fun dynamic. Caitlyn’s a very sweet person and she likes Vi, so she’s held back so far, but Jinx is pushing her to her limit. I suspect in season 2 it is going to show us that Jinx killed Caitlyn’s mom, and that’s going to really make things harder for Vi's relationships with both of them.

Other predictions for S2 real quick: Victor is going to be dead, along with Caitlyn’s mom and the robot, at least. Jayce hasn’t yet destroyed the core, and he’s going to use it to save Mel’s life. Jinx is going to take over for Silco as the main antagonist of the show, but Sevika is going to take over Silco’s business and continue his plans to make the Undercity independent. Maybe she will even turn Jinx in, and Vi will try to break her out (with Cait and/or Ekko's unexpected help).

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I liked the flow of season 1 a lot. My gf says they skimmed over some important dialogue and developing moments around many things, including Jayce’s storyline, which I agree with for the most part, but I wouldn’t have wanted them to spend longer on the politics pieces so I was okay with it.  I loved the introduction of the Firelights, with their fun little song and visuals. My favorite inclusion of a song in the show by far. And we cheered when Ekko showed up again, we were psyched. I really enjoyed that they spent their time with them all as kids instead of rushing it in one episode, I thought that was really strong and paid off in the end.

I loved Vi and Powder’s relationship, it is sooo engaging and fun. Vi is increasingly having to admit that Powder has hurt a lot of people, and even though she accidentally ruined Vi’s life too, I love that she so far is still trying to reach her. She really loves her sister. And Jinx wants her love, even if she is a little too traumatized and manipulated to take it right now. 

Speaking of them as kids, the part with the explosion right before the time skip was SO good. I think they pulled it off wonderfully. Done any different and it might have come off as contrived, unnecessarily angsty and tragic, or unsatisfying, but I think exactly how they built it up made it something that was really fun. The fact that Vander and co weren’t in the clear yet, and they were still in danger made it so that when Powder showed up I was cheering for her. It really seemed like she was just about to save the day. The shocking but well-done result was super good. And I was SO glad Vi wasn’t holding it against her by the time they were adults. Loved that.

(OH and speaking of tension I was pretty sure that Jinx had not murdered Caitlyn and put her head on a platter, but the moment had me terrified that Maybe She Did Do That.)

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As for other relationships with Vi, Caitlyn is super fun. I wasn’t that excited for her when she was introduced, but I like how genuine she is, and she grew on me quickly. The part where she is asking Ekko to let Vi go because she had assumed the Firelights were after her was a fun character moment. We had wished they’d told us a little more about why she does what she does. I believe she let Vi out immediately because 1. She thinks she can do what she wants a little bit, as a relative & friend of Two separate counselors, 2. She wants to prove herself, and she really wants to solve what’s going on, 3. She felt bad for Vi being stuck in prison, since they were mistreating her. But they didn’t really dwell on her taking this big leap.

Also I’ve seen a couple people call their relationship “queerbaiting” or even “queercoding”. They’re just gay. Overtly. They didn’t rush them getting together, which I’m actually excited about, since I think it’ll pay off more in season 2. My gf had heard spoilers that it was not canon, and told me as much when we started, but we both think those spoilers were misleading. It’s not a cop-out, it’s just paced well. I love that Vi is butch, and I’m glad that they let us know Cait was into girls really early on. 

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Silco was a fun bad guy (tho I wish they'd told us more about why him and Vander fought), as was Sevika (FUN woman). I was always trying to guess what Mel was doing, and I loved that she was a bit manipulative seeming. They did flip it well on me with Jayce being the one charging past her into starting a war with her holding back at the last moment. I’m so glad Mel was there because I love women and I needed her presence to really appreciate the Counselor scenes. Victor was fun too.

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I guess that’s my main thoughts for now. I’m going to probably draw something for it when I have some time, maybe I’ll post. Hope you like this thought-dump anon, thanks for asking!

[archangeldyke-all]

Hi Angelll

OBSESSED WITH COWBOY SEVIKA UNIVERSE. How about Sevika and reader meeting Caitlin’s parents. Sevika and Cassandra defo are side eyeing each other while Tobias and reader are giggling bout their daughters.

Thank you Angel!!!!!!!!

YES LETS GOOOOO

men and minors dni

violet and caitlyn have been going steady for about a year now.

caitlyn visits the inn about once a week, staying a night or two in vi's room before she continues on her trek up the river. sometimes, she takes violet with her.

the two of them are adorable together. they're clearly soulmates, and they're both fucking dorks, and even a year into their relationship, they're still so shy and awkward around each other that they can barely look each other in the eye without blushing.

and now that things between the girls are getting more serious, caitlyn's parents want to meet you all.

violet's never met them. after the jail break, you and sevika forbade the girls from ever returning to cait's town-- worried that they'd be recognized and arrested again. you're all incredibly nervous. well, all of you except jinx.

the kiramman family is insanely fucking wealthy, and they're coming to visit and stay in your dingy little inn. violet's spent the entire week deep cleaning the room they'll be staying in with your help.

sevika's worried that cassandra, caitlyn's mother, will recognize her as the weary woman of the west. apparently, the matriarch of the family is also incredibly invested in local politics and crimes, and she's been consulted by several police forces for investigations into crimes sevika committed.

jinx has been thriving in the anxious energy-- getting away with much more trouble than she's usually able to with the rest of you so preoccupied with worrying.

and now, the night before the family's arrival, you, sevika, and jinx are cuddled in bed as you watch violet pace back and forth in your room.

"come lay down vi, you're making me dizzy." sevika says.

violet continues to pace.

"she's freaking out." jinx says with a giggle. you flick her forehead.

"be nice to your sister." you say. "that'll be you someday."

jinx scoffs. "no way, i'm never falling in love."

sevika chuckles. "no?" she asks, raising her eyebrow. jinx shakes her head no. "so you and that neighbor boy don't have anything going on between the two of you?"

you giggle as you watch jinx blush. "i don't like ekko!" she exclaims. this gets violet to pause her pacing, shooting her sister a glance.

"bullshit, jinx, i saw the two of you riding teddybear yesterday." violet teases. jinx's shoulders shoot up to her ears.

"shut up!" she cries. you chuckle and wrap your arm around her shoulders.

violet grins, abandoning her pacing to squish into bed beside the rest of you. "'oh, ekko, you're a natural!'" violet imitates jinx.

"whatever. at least ekko won't dump me when his dad sees the dump we live in." jinx grumbles.

"hey! it's not a dump!" you cry. sevika snorts.

"it's a bit of a dump, babe." she says. the girls nod up at you. you roll your eyes.

"well i'm sorry if our home isn't perfect-- i've been busy raising the two little shits that tried to rob me--"

"do you really think she'll dump me once her parents meet us?" violet asks, interrupting your rant.

"no." sevika says. "cait's a sneaky shit, and she's obsessed with you. even if they ban her from you and us, she'll be back." she reassures violet. vi sighs.

"i guess."

"go to sleep. we gotta be up early tomorrow to make that fancy dinner you want." you say, turning off the oil lamp beside you. jinx settles in your arms, cuddling against you, and violet cuddles into sevika's.

twenty minutes later, when both girls are snoring, sevika reaches across their bodies to poke you. you smile at her.

"we need a bigger bed." she whispers. you chuckle.

"remember when we thought they'd outgrow their sleepover phase?" you ask. she grunts.

"we were so stupid." she says. you giggle.

"we were young, too." you say. she chuckles.

"we're still young!" she protests. "it's not our fault these shits imprinted on us when we were newlyweds."

"we're not shits, you're a shit, sevika." jinx mumbles, eyes still closed, turning in your arms. you laugh and press a kiss to your head.

"jinx." you say. she hums in your arms. "you're gonna be nice to cait and vi tomorrow, right?" you ask. she remains suspiciously quiet, a little smirk growing on her lips. sevika laughs at the silence.

"c'mon pow-pow, you know you like caitlyn." sevika says. jinx huffs.

"she's... alright."

"she taught you how to shoot!"

"yeah, but she's dating violet. there's gotta be something wrong with her." jinx responds. you snort and ruffle her hair.

"if you're on your best behavior tomorrow, i'll take you to grayson's on friday for shooting practice." sevika bribes. jinx considers this.

"that'll only work if mrs. kiramman doesn't arrest you tomorrow." she mumbles. sevika groans, and you giggle, flicking jinx's forehead again.

"you're such a shit." you say. jinx giggles.

"g'night." she says. you kiss her head again.

"goodnight jinxy."

the kiramman's are... an odd couple.

upon their arrival, violet and caitlyn immediately scooped each other up in a hug. you watched with a smile as caitlyn tried for a kiss, and violet turned her face away, far too nervous with the kiramman's watching to kiss her girlfriend.

caitlyn stiffly and awkwardly introduced you all to her parents, and you take over for her once she's done, guiding the family into the tavern.

you've got a few guests in the inn, but you've closed the bar for the night to keep the family dinner private. you don't want to overwhelm the kiramman's with too much on their first visit, and you're sure your patrons would find plenty of ways to embarrass violet.

tobias is a kind, quiet man, who seems genuinely interested in you and your business. he follows you behind the bar to help you make drinks, and you both watch in amusement as your wives awkwardly talk to one another.

since she's arrived, cassandra's been eyeing sevika suspiciously, a furrow in her brow as she tries to place her. sevika seems to have noticed, and each time she catches mrs. kiramman staring at her, she quickly flees to 'check in on jinx.'

jinx is the only one acting somewhat normal, doodling away at the table while she waits for dinner.

"you have a lovely business." tobias says to you. you smile at him.

"thank you, sir."

"oh please dear, no formalities necessary. with the way cait's been speaking about violet, i'm sure we'll be family in a few years." he says, smiling. you sigh, some of your anxiety melting away as you look up to admire caitlyn and violet where they're nervously whispering to one another at the table.

"you've raised an incredible young woman." you say to him. he smiles. "i'm surprised every day that violet managed to woo her-- she's incredibly poised and intelligent and kind and patient. she's lovely." you say. tobias chuckles.

"well, i'm glad she behaves well for you. at home, it's a bit of a different story-- but i'm sure you know all about that, with two daughters." he says. you laugh.

"they can be a handful, huh?" you ask. he nods.

"i'm just glad she's found somebody like violet. she's been so much happier since they met." he says, a sparkle in his eye. "she's always struggled to make friends. but, each time she comes home from her little trips up here, she's so full of life and excitement. all we ever hear about anymore is violet, and whatever trouble her and powder have gotten themselves into." he says. you grin.

"they're a good match, aren't they?" you ask. he smiles and nods.

"oh-- oh dear. i better go check on my missus. it's never good when she gets that look in her eye." he mumbles, rolling his eyes at you as he grabs a drink and leaves the bar.

you watch in amusement as tobias approaches cassandra, handing her a glass and gently guiding her away from where she was studying sevika with her chin pinched between her fingers.

sevika comes behind the bar to take over for tobias, helping you make drinks.

"how's it going?" you ask. she grunts.

"she's fucking onto me." she whispers. you chuckle.

"thank fuck for statute of limitations." you say. sevika groans. "it's fine, baby. what's she gonna do, accuse her daughter's girlfriend's guardian of being an infamous outlaw over a 'meet the family' dinner?" you ask.

"she could!" she says. you giggle.

"so, you'll deny it. she's got no proof-- you just look a bit like some wanted posters."

"and i've got enough gold buried beneath the garden to last us a hundred fuckin' years." she whispers. you snort.

"i doubt she'll be digging up the garden tonight, babe." you say. sevika groans.

"i'm gonna fuck this up for violet." she says. you smile. there it is.

sevika's never been this nervous to be potentially recognized before-- if anything, she kinda enjoys it when someone positively identifies her. but, when it comes to her girls' happiness, sevika worries endlessly.

you put down the bottle you're pouring from and reach out to grab sevika's hand, pulling her closer and closer toward you until you've got your arms wrapped around her.

"quit worrying." you whisper, kissing her cheek. "you're not gonna fuck anything up. an awkward dinner won't kill 'em, and i don't think there's anything we can do that'll break up those two." you say, nodding over to where caitlyn's whispering in a grinning violet's ear.

you both watch as your daughter laughs, then turns to whisper something back in her girlfriend's ear. caitlyn giggles, hiding her smile behind her hand, and violet quickly presses a kiss to her cheek. cait blushes.

sevika sighs, relaxing a bit in your grip. "i guess you're right." she says. you smile and kiss her lips.

"the only one we gotta worry about tonight is jinx." you say. sevika groans.

"fuck, i forgot about jinx." she says. you laugh.

"you forgot about me?" jinx asks, popping up on the other side of the bar. you both jump.

"fuck! we gotta put a bell on you or something, kid." sevika says. jinx chuckles.

"mr. kiramman challenged me to checkers after dinner-- i told him he better get ready to get his ass whooped." she says. you snort.

"what'd he say to that?" you ask. she shrugs.

"he laughed. i think he likes us." she says. you smile.

"he'd be stupid not to." you say. jinx smiles.

"mrs. kiramman is still on the fence though. i tried charming her with a game of hangman-- she said she's never heard of it." jinx says, rolling her eyes. you snort.

"she'll come around." you say.

"she better." sevika grunts.

dinner goes pretty smoothly. with a few drinks in her, cassandra lightens up significantly, and seemingly forgets all the apprehensions she had about sevika. the two of them spend the night swapping embarrassing stories about vi and cait, much to jinx's delight and their horror.

tobias shows jinx a few magic tricks, which she loves, and caitlyn cringes the entire time, burying her face in her hands.

the girls get more comfortable as the night goes on and the adults loosen up, and by the time dinner's over, violet's slung her arm around caitlyn's shoulders.

cassandra compliments your cooking, and when you tell her most of the ingredients came from your garden, she grins.

"well, that's just darling!" she says. "oh, i wish we had a garden on our property." she sighs.

"you say that dear, but you know you would kill anything you try to grow." tobias teases. cassandra huffs and elbows him.

"he gifted me a bonsai tree for our ten year anniversary and i killed it in a month. i'll never hear the end of it." she mumbles. you laugh.

"you're not alone mrs. k. they all call me jinx because i kill every plant i touch." jinx mumbles into her food. you snort.

"oh please, like you didn't beg us to start calling you jinx more." sevika says.

"well yeah! it's a great cowboy name!" she says.

"you want to be a cowboy, dear?" cassandra asks. jinx nods.

"yeah, just like sev." she says, smiling. beside you, sevika freezes. across the table, violet and caitlyn both cringe. you stomp on jinx's toes under the table. "ouch!" she whispers.

mrs. kiramman looks over at your wife, a suspicious look in her eye.

"you used to be a cowboy?" she asks. you grab your wife's hand under the table.

"uh..." she says.

"a rancher!" you fill in. "a few miles up outside of town." you say. cassandra hums, still eyeing sevika.

"you know, i used to help police forces investigate the outlaws that wander this desert." she says. you gulp.

"mom, nobody wants to hear about your boring side projects." caitlyn says nervously.

"and there was always one wanderer i could never forget." she continues, ignoring her daughter.

tobias' eyes are darting between sevika and his wife. he seems to catch on to the predicament pretty quickly, looking at you with a raised eyebrow. you bite your lip.

"who wants to see another magic trick?" he asks, trying to change the subject again.

"the weary woman of the west." cassandra says, ignoring her husband. sevika's grip on your hand goes shaky.

"w-well... that's interesting." you say.

"yes, very." cassandra says, looking over at you. "i always felt a certian... kinship towards her." she says. you blink, trying to process her words.

"wha?" sevika asks.

cassandra shrugs. "as one of the only women in the oil industry, i understand how much harder one has to work in a male dominated industry. the weary woman never let any of the expectations of womanhood stop her-- and she never let the expectations of her career define her either." she says. "never killed an innocent, never robbed anything that was locally run. never got caught either."

it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

cassandra's lips tick up at the side, and she picks up her glass, nodding at sevika.

"when she disappeared, most assumed she was killed. i always secretly hoped she took her earnings and made a life for herself." she says. sevika gulps. "i'm glad to see i was right." cassandra whispers.

you grin, and across the table, caitlyn sinks in to her chair, sighing in relief. tobias laughs, violet blinks in shock, and sevika's jaw drops. jinx bursts into laughter.

"oh, fuck yes! i like her!" jinx says. "cait, why didn't you tell me your mom was such a badass?" she asks.

the rest of you start to laugh with her, too.

after dinner, you show tobias and cassandra to their rooms. they're both 'charmed' by it, which you're pretty sure is rich person talk for not completely disgusted, so you take it.

violet finds you in the hallway after you tuck jinx in.

"hey kid." you say. she sighs, her shoulders slumping, and she melts into your arms. you giggle and wrap her up into a hug.

"oh my god, for a second there i thought there was gonna be a shootout over dinner." violet mumbles into your shoulder. you laugh.

"i did too." you say. "they're way cooler than i thought they'd be. who knew rich people could be so interesting?" you ask. violet giggles.

"i knew. cait's the coolest, richest person i know." she says. you smile and press a kiss to her head.

"you know, now that you've met the family, the next step's gonna be marriage." you say. violet scoffs.

"oh please, sevika would kill me if i tried to get married before i turned, like, twenty five." she says. you laugh.

"i'd kill you too." you say. violet laughs. "i'm just saying. me and sev know a pastor who can make it happen when the two of you are ready." violet hums.

"you really think she's gonna stick around for that long?" she asks. you smile.

"i do, kiddo. you guys are basically soulmates. your families like each other. caitlyn's constantly detouring on her treks to visit you and..." you trail off, tears welling up in your eyes as you pull away to hold violet's face in both of your hands. "and she has every fucking reason to, baby." you say. violet blinks up at you, tears welling in her own eyes as she listens. "you're incredible. you're hilarious, and kind, and you're such a good fucking sister it kills me a bit. you charm the pants off of everyone you meet, you've got a knack for getting yourself into and out of trouble, and you're like, the coolest kid i ever met. or second coolest, sorry. jinx's got you beat in that contest." you say.

violet smiles shakily up at you, then leans forward to bury her face against your shoulder again, wrapping her arms around you. you kiss her head.

"i love you." she mumbles. you smile.

"love you too, kid." you say.

"i'm so glad i tried to rob you." she says. you laugh.

"i am too." you say.

you hold her until she catches her breath, then you wipe up her snot and tears and press a kiss to her forehead, ruffling her hair.

"now, go be with your girl. i'm sure she's just as stressed out as you are after tonight." you say. vi laughs.

"i'm surprised she didn't have a heart attack." she says. you chuckle.

you find sevika in the stables, feeding teddybear and the kiramman's horses. you wrap your arms around her waist, resting your head against her solid back, sighing as you hold her. she hums, then turns around in your grip.

"that wasn't too bad." you say. sevika snorts, leaning down to kiss you.

"are you kidding? were we at the same dinner?" she asks. you laugh.

"okay, it was rocky for a bit there, but it's all good now." you say. sevika snorts. "i'd even go as far as saying that i think they like us."

"oh definitely. i think mrs. k's got a bit of a crush on the weary woman." she teases. you laugh.

"she fuckin' better not." you say, glaring at your wife. she grins.

"jealous?" she asks. you roll your eyes.

"no. i'm just worried about tobias. it would break his sweet heart if he found out his wife was leavin' him for an outlaw." you say. sevika bursts into laughter.

"well, i got good news for him, because that outlaw's off the market." she says. you smile.

"yeah?"

"yeah. happily married, two kids, picket fence and all." she says. you snort.

"damn, what happened to her?" you ask. "she turned into a fuckin' softy. used to be so badass..." you tease.

"she fell in love." sevika says. you melt in her arms, leaning forward to press your ear to her chest, listening to her heartbeat. "with the most darling, wittiest, hottest bartender this side of the mississippi." she says. you snort.

"good for her." you say. sevika hums.

"yeah. it is." she says.

you look up at her, and she's smiling down at you, a sparkle in her eye. she gently reaches up, cupping your jaw in her hand, before swooping in to press her lips against yours.

"i love you baby." you mumble against her.

"and i love you darlin'." she replies.

"c'mon. let's get to bed." you say, dragging sevika back toward the inn. she stumbles after you, giggling as she goes.

when you're at the top of the stairs, sevika pins you to your bedroom door, leaning in to kiss you, swiping her tongue against yours. you hum against her lips and she smiles.

"think we can get a quick romp in before one of the kids needs us?" she asks. you smile, reaching behind you to open the door to your room.

"only one way to find out." you reply.

you both rush into your room, only to pause when you look at the bed.

sprawled out in the center lays jinx, an open book on her chest, her eyes closed as she drools onto your pillow. sevika chuckles.

"she's such a fuckin' shit." she laughs admiringly. you giggle.

"she really is." you say.

"'m not a shit." jinx mumbles, cracking her eye open to glare at the two of you. you burst into laughter and launch yourself onto the bed, crushing jinx as you land. she squeals.

sevika crawls in beside the two of you, wrapping you up in her arms, peppering kisses to you and jinx's heads.

"you're the biggest shit to ever shit, kid." sevika teases. jinx giggles, then yawns.

"everyone else had someone to cuddle tonight, it's no fair." she says as she settles back to sleep between you and sevika. you grin, wrapping your arms around her. where your hand lays on her stomach, sevika snakes her fingers between yours, squeezing your hand and winking at you. you smile at her.

"love you guys." jinx mumbles as she drifts off to sleep.

"we love you too, jinxy-poo." sevika replies. jinx snorts at the nickname, and thirty seconds later, she and sevika are both snoring.

you're able to drift off to sleep pretty quickly after that.

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