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"Rotten luck, boys."

She took her lucky charm to gamble. WIP of Sevika and my OC Ainara ❤️❤️

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Vampire AU Sevika 🩸

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Sevika x reader with a child. Said child wants to be a mini Sevika, they literally admire sevika sm, they try to copy the way she dresses and tries to act like her and even tries to follow her on missions

Like Mama Sevika

Sevika’s got a cigarette hanging loose from her lips, one arm resting lazily on the back of the couch when the sound of tiny boots clunking across the floor makes her lift her head.

“Look!” your daughter announces proudly, striking the most dramatic pose her tiny limbs can manage. She’s wearing Sevika’s spare coat, the leather one, far too big on her it trails behind her like a cape, a red marker line scribbled across her cheek like a fake scar, and she’s holding a toy wrench like a weapon.

Sevika blinks.

Then lets the cigarette drop from her mouth. “…The hell?”

“Language,” you say automatically from the kitchen, holding a spoon threateningly.

“She looks like me,” Sevika mutters, eyes narrowed. “She’s doing me. That’s my slouch.”

“I am you,” your daughter pipes up. “I’m like mama sevika!”

Sevika shoots you a look like, this is your fault.

You grin and shrug. “She says you’re the coolest person in Zaun. Her words.”

“She’s not wrong,” Sevika mumbles, but you can see it, the slight twitch of her lip, how her gaze softens. She doesn’t do well with compliments. Especially not from a six-year-old in combat boots three sizes too big.

Mini vika stomps closer, arms crossed like Sevika does when she’s being a little too smug. “I’m coming on your next mission.”

“No, you’re not,” Sevika says immediately, firm but almost laughing.

“But I have the scar.”

“It’s marker.”

“I have the coat.”

“You’re swimming in it.”

“I trained,” she insists, puffing out her chest. “I punched a pillow and everything.”

Sevika rubs a hand down her face, but the sound that escapes is a huff of affection. “Kid, you can’t come. Missions are dangerous.”

“I’m not scared.”

“I am.” Sevika glances at you like she didn’t mean to say it out loud.

You smile, heart melting a little.

Your daughter, undeterred, climbs up beside her on the couch, booted feet kicking. “Then I’ll protect you.”

Sevika pauses. Looks down at this tiny version of herself with scuffed knees and too much heart.

“…Shit,” she whispers, shaking her head.

“Language,” both you and your daughter say at the same time.

Sevika groans. “Great. Two of you now.”

You walk over and ruffle your daughter’s head, then kiss Sevika’s temple. “You’re a good role model, you know.” Sevika snorts. “No I’m not.”

But she doesn’t stop your daughter when she curls up under her arm like a baby bear, fake scar smudging against her shirt.

She doesn’t stop her the next day either, when the kid shows up at breakfast wearing a makeshift mechanical arm made out of cardboard and foil.

“She called it the Clanker 9000,” you whisper, laughing into your hand.

Sevika just sighs, but she’s biting back a grin. “God help Zaun if she actually becomes me.” You lean on the counter, watching your two girls, one grown and rough around the edges, the other all dreams and scraped knees. “I think Zaun would be lucky.”

And for once, Sevika doesn’t argue.

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sillyvika posting because my cat was hospitalized and I needed something funny😔 sorry for the inactivity!

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phone ✓ keys ✓ caitlyn plushie ✓

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What if you and Sevika were trying to take a nap together. You couldn’t fall asleep though, you’re thoughts were too busy making traffic in your brain. The only way you can somewhat silence that traffic, was to lay on her chest, feeling it rise and fall, hearing her breathe, your heart drummed steadily. You’d take a deep breath breathing in the moment. Pressing your head on her in search for her beat, totally focused on its rhythm. An arm would squeeze you subconsciously, more of you engulfed by her warmth. An unexpected kiss to your forehead, “You good?” Sevika asked sleepily, pressing her cute nose against your scalp.

“Yeah, I’m okay” you answered, pulling the hem of her shirt, as the corners of your mouth turned up, the feeling of your smile, raised her soft rhythm into a harder beat,“Wake me up when it’s not okay, babe.“

“Okay.” You replied, nuzzling into her chest, focusing on her scent, the fabric of her shirt, the little circles she’d make with her thumb as she held your hand, until they soon turned slow, and slower, til finally she drifted back to sleep.

The traffic has become slowed, and one final sigh, you drifted into your dreams as well.

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I wanna draw more Sevika but I have no thoughts in mind for an actual piece for some reason and pinterest aint pinteresting right now so here are some rough sketches of her with long hair that im gonna hate when I've slept and am awake at a reasonable time

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full and +one drawin under the cut

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Kitty teasing

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glasses cait?

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latest albums 💿

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Would you accept going out on a date with her? 🌹🥪🍷

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day 1. affirmations

shes Vi's princess

#FemmeCaitlynWeek

go to my patreon to see Cailtyn being Vi's very good girl for the nsfw prompt of the day

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JINX

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I miss my wife, Tails 😦😔

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ig I can post this here

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Sevika | Isha | Jinx | Rey || Found Family

My -late- participation to the Sevika Week part2!

I’ll try to catch up all the prompts asap 💕

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If anyone is wondering, yes it’s my Oc on the right, called Rey 🖤 you can find more about them in other posts 😎