ilikearcanenow

[ilikearcanenow]

Something something this town is big enough for all of us. (Don't you mean this town isn't big enough for all of us) No. Because it's ok! I CAN SHARE! You're like my best buddies anyway.

i love love LOVE seeing sevika selfshippers. every single one of them

like, YES. she is YOUR girlfriend and YOUR girlfriend and YOUR girlfriend !!!1 and MY girlfriend too 🫶🩷

[ilikearcanenow]

TBH Ambessa could have been defeated by the BOOTS poem recording. They took 0 advantage of her trauma. I could defeat Ambessa Medarda with a boombox and cassette tapes.

- Admin

[ilikearcanenow]

Ambessa broke more than one generational curse (not forcing her children to become child soldiers, not making Mel kill the girl, sending Mel away instead of letting her be killed like Kino and more) she just couldn't break all of them. There were far too many. Ambessa was not a good parent. But she was a better parent than her own father. And Mel, if she decides to have children, will be a better parent than Ambessa. You can't break all of the generational curses in one go. To quote Ambessa. "Don't wash my spirit, can't cleanse my soul, won't break my courage and I won't fall, cause that's all I know." When war and violence is all you know peace is hard. And Ambessa couldn't grow in the way she needed to.

Ambessa Mederda was a horrible mother, but she was a better parent than her own father and she allowed for Mel to be able to flourish. The world may hate her, Mel may hate her. But Ambessa did the best she could with the limited (emotional) resources she had, and she raised two good, albeit traumatized, children who were better than her in ways she couldn't grasp.

Medarda Generational Trauma Ramble

Because I'm having the shittiest case of writer's block, I'm just going to yap about the Medardas.

The Medardas are rather callous around the idea of death. From centuries of passing down the reverence of dying in battle, and teaching their young about the same glory, it comes as no surprise to anybody that a certain desensitization is the result. But what about the cognitive dissonance it takes to revere death while also trying to raise your children and to be in community with others? Again, the value of death in Medarda House culture seems not only to be in the act of dying itself but the glory of dying for a purpose, for war. Ambessa's father literally took her to the aftermath of BATTLEFIELDS, and to arenas where she would watch reckoners fight to the death!! That is a very different idea than what is typically shown to us, where children are something to be shielded and protected from the most gory aspects of society, and of those, death. And to be clear, I'm not taking a critical position, at least not for this because Noxus is obviously a very different place than the real world, where all sorts of magical beings and impossibilities exist. Noxus is a warmongering Meritocracy and the culture around how the Medardas are raised truly reflects that. It makes me wonder how someone like Menelik Medarda (Ambessa's grandfather) would have reacted to having a "weak" child, like Mel.

In Noxus, "weakness" means at the very least you fall behind, at worst it's a death sentence, especially for Noble houses which I presume are always in a permanent state of infighting, because might is right. In addition for those outside their respective houses looking to take power and strongholds from other houses. What I'm getting at is what sort of parenting style does one adopt under conditions like these? What sort of mentality do you get? I don't really know the answer. I'm guessing the permanent state is both the desire to nurture your children and to love them but also to bruise them as much as possible so others cannot break them. This is not to say that all people cared enough to even nurture their children because in Noxus there are certainly examples of parents who have a complete detachment toward their kids unless they can prove themselves worthy (Katarina's father I think is an example but I could be wrong). But I wonder if this is truly indicative of the wider Noxian society? That leaves the permanent dilemma of how much do you try to purposely expose your child to harm before it becomes too much and ends up being counterproductive to what the parent truly wishes to achieve? How often does the Parent Medarda feel guilt toward having to take their child to see mangled corpses, to see them gulp down their fear and in hopes of impressing them? Or is it something so essential to the culture of raising a child that it's not even something to be guilty about? Is it on par with giving your child chores to help them prepare for the real world, where they'll need to wash dishes or fold clothes? There's something so heartbreaking to me about the idea of each generation of the Medardas slowly becoming more "weak" (I use weak liberally) for their children. What I mean by that is with every passing generation, perhaps one along the line realizes how cruel a certain action against them was and elects not to take the same with their children, but still does not completely unlearn the concept of exposing your child to violence both out of familiarity and necessity. I'm guessing as well, that there is a lot of both resentment and appreciation that Medarda children hold toward their parents; appreciation in that they prepared them for the climate of Noxus, the perpetual competitiveness and brutality but also resentment especially if said child had a period where they did not quite meet or couldn't at all meet their parent's expectations. I imagine Ambessa noticing the weakness within herself, moments where she feels guilt for bringing Mel or Kino to these brutal situations but still does it, maybe even doubles down because she sees that weakness within her that her children bring out. And GOD don't even get me started on the emotionally stunted insanity that must be the Medarda household. I shiver to even think about it. The defense mechanism of putting your children through HELL because this is the only way they can truly become "great" to truly succeed you and thrive in Noxus without you. You do this as an ultimate expression of love, to a Medarda there are no words, no gift more precious to your child than teaching them truly had to survive and thrive. But what does that do in the process? Your child doesn't know what you are thinking, especially because you are a Merdarda and would rather yank a tooth out bare-handed than tell your children that you care for them, that you want what's best- God forbid you say you love them. But eventually, the child perhaps begins to understand as they grow into an adult. And the cycle continues, the Parent continuing the cycle of brutality, the child eventually subcoming, even if they decide to "soften" what the parent had taught them. To them, the greatest mercy is the preparation for pain the inevitable, rather than protection from it.

TLDR: This family makes me SO SICK and I could keep going on but this is almost a thousand words sooo

[ilikearcanenow]

And if I said this happens every night. What then? I love being their bottom ^-^

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GIRL LISTEN- this request is...strange kind of but bear with me.

What if we got sevika, ambessa AAND grayson (yes all together) x reader where they all pleasure the reader (maybe each other too?) I don't know I just can't get it put of my mind, I always see sevika x ambessa x reader and think to myself "gosh if only grayson was added in there too..."

ANYWAYS THE YOUR WORKS ARE JUST PERFECT ILY💌💗🎀

(Thank you for asking this)

♡♥︎Triple threat♥︎♡

Warnings: Fingering, strap on sex, rough sex, throat fucking, being passed around between Grayson, ambessa and Sevika.

You’re not sure how you ended up here—naked, drenched in sweat, spread out between three of the most powerful women in Noxus, Piltover, and Zaun.

Ambessa, Grayson, and Sevika. They don’t just want you; they own you, passing you between them like a prize, keeping you flushed and trembling, body wrecked with pleasure.

Grayson is the first to have you, holding you down with firm, calloused hands as she sinks two thick fingers inside you. She’s slow, methodical, taking her time stretching you open, whispering quiet praises against your ear.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” she murmurs, curling her fingers just right, pressing against that spot that makes your back arch. “So perfect when you take my fingers.

Ambessa watches from the other side of the bed, stroking herself—her massive strap slick with lube, waiting for its turn.

“She’s handling you well,” the general comments, voice thick with hunger. “But let’s see how she takes something bigger.”

Grayson smirks, but before she pulls away, she leans in, pressing a slow, teasing kiss to your lips. “Don’t keep her waiting, sweetheart.”

Then Ambessa is behind you, her hands dwarfing your waist as she lifts your hips, lining the thick head of her strap against your dripping cunt.

“Relax,” she coos, dragging the tip through your slick before pushing in slow, forcing you to stretch around her. “You can take it.”

You sob, body trembling as she sinks in deeper, splitting you open inch by inch. Her sheer size alone is overwhelming, filling you up until you’re shaking.

Sevika clicks her tongue from where she’s kneeling in front of you, the head of her own strap tapping against your cheek. “C’mon, baby,” she drawls, gripping your chin. “Suck.”

Your mouth is already watering as you part your lips, letting her ease the thick length past your tongue. She doesn’t force it—yet. Just lets you get used to the stretch before guiding more inside, groaning when you start to hollow your cheeks.

“Fuck,” Sevika hisses, eyes dark as she watches you work. “So pretty with your mouth full.”

Ambessa’s pace picks up, slamming into you hard enough to jolt your body forward, forcing more of Sevika’s strap into your throat. You gag, eyes rolling back, body overwhelmed from every angle.

Grayson, not content to just watch, moves beside you, pressing a soft kiss against your temple before her fingers find your clit again, rubbing slow, lazy circles.

“Think you can cum for us, sweetheart?” she whispers, voice warm, coaxing. “Be a good girl and soak Ambessa’s cock?”

You’re already there, body locking up, vision going white as the pleasure overtakes you. You sob around Sevika’s strap, thighs shaking as you clench around Ambessa’s cock, coming so hard your body collapses into the sheets.

They don’t stop.

Sevika chuckles, pulling out of your mouth to let you breathe. “Not done yet, baby,” she purrs, wiping a tear from your cheek.

Ambessa pulls out slowly, watching the way you drip down your thighs. “You can still take more.”

Grayson presses another kiss against your jaw, voice like velvet. “Let’s see just how many times we can make you cum”

[ilikearcanenow]

Tobias was Cassandra's beard and she and Grayson were a thing until they died. -Admin

PS their ship name should be smokinggun not kiragray but to each their own.

they fucked btw 🫶

[ilikearcanenow]

Y'KNOW WHAT I WAS RIGHT! YOU DO LOOK AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU WRITE. ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS. CHEFS KISS. 10/10 STARS.

Absolutely need a face reveal

u know what ur right anon. fuvk it

[ilikearcanenow]

Tbh if you look as good as you write...

- Admin.

so tempted to do a face reveal cause i looked so hot today. tbh

[ilikearcanenow]

She does! Ma'am is a Rigger and loves doing it. She also says it's forced laziness.

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Sevika likes being tied up, change my mind

[ilikearcanenow]

Agatha Trunchbull was my queer awakening. Big stronk lady? Sign me up! - Admin

Being unreasonably attracted to both miss honey and miss trunchbull as a young dyke really explains my taste in women now

[ilikearcanenow]

I have been the Jinx in the conversation. It was Ambessa in the kitchen. Sevika stared at me with so much contempt. Ambessa laughed so hard she almost spilt her wine.

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Sevika: has anyone seen my top?

Jinx: your girlfriend is in the kitchen.

You: *chokes on water*

[ilikearcanenow]

Mistress tells me this every day! ^-^

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you're worth everything to your FOs, you're so important to them <3

[ilikearcanenow]

Ambessa Headcanon

In the dark of night Ambessa writes love letters to you, her lover. Though the connection is only allowed to be physical and she can never express the burning in her chest for fear of losing the person she cares for most, she writes letters when the ache becomes too much.

She reads the words she wrote, the weakness she spilled out onto the page, and burns it. She can never send the letters, no matter how many she writes because it doesn't matter. She will never have you in the way she wants to, because her life is anger and war. Her way is the way of the wolf. And the wolf has no mercy. Not even for herself.

[ilikearcanenow]

Does anybody else pine to be mutuals with a person you admire? Like I follow you, read all of your fanfics. You reblogged my posts a couple of times. I really want to be your friend...

I think you're awesome! Please be friends with me.

Or did I just have no friends growing up and feel desperate for human connection?

- Admin.

[ilikearcanenow]

Can confirm she does in fact do this.

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i asked and you answered…600 votes on my poll and most of you guys voted for breeding w sevika !!!

sevika x fem reader

cw: smut !!! strap usage, breeding kink (obvi), degrading, kinda mean sevi

phantom limb is a very real phenomenon for sevika. she swears she can still feel the nerves in her arm, even after all these years. sweats she feels like it’s still right there.

she also gets phantom limb in another way. every time she adjusts the harness on her hips, she swears her dick is real.

when your pout is wrapped around it, she swears she can feel you suckling the head. when you stroke her silicone length before sitting on it, she swears she can feel your hands on every vein.

and when she’s inside you, burying her hips into your needy cunt, she swears she can feel the way your gripping her.

“dirty slut…taking my dick so fucking good. so fucking tight…”

and she can feel it. whether her brain is playing a psychological trick on her or not, she can fucking feel you. feel you tightening around her thick dick. feel you clenching every time she thrusts into you.

“you feel so good, baby. gonna make me cum. you want that? yeah? want my load in this tight cunt?”

that’s the last thing she swears she can do. she swears she can feel your pussy around her, and she swears that she can cum inside you.

and you wish she could. so does she. every time she gets inside you she has an unstoppable urge. an urge to breed you. and urge to fuck you so full that her cum leaks out of you for weeks.

“stupid whore wants my cum, huh? i’ll give it to you, baby. shove all my hot cum in this slutty fucking cunt. fuck you nice and full of my babies.”

her pace never falters. she’s strong, almost insanely strong. she’d fuck you for 5 hours straight with no breaks if she really wanted to. there’s no voice in her head telling her to slow down, or be gentle, or take it easy. the only thing in her mind is one word.

breed.

breed.

breed.

“gonna give you all my cum, dirty girl. nice and deep so it fuckin’ takes. make sure you’re nice and pregnant by the time i’m done.”

and when she comes against the base of her strap, you swear you can feel her cumming inside you.

this took longer than anticipated cus it’s finals week LOL >_< enjoy fellow sevika sluts ! i love you all

[ilikearcanenow]

If it weren't illegal I would pay you cash money for that fanfic especially as an in character rp blog -Admin

ya know i think i just might write that self indulgent foursome .why not

[ilikearcanenow]

Yes. Sevika is a delicious bratty switch who needs to be leashed and collared by Mistrsss sometimes. Ma'am's more into her puppy side but both love her on her knees.

I just like it when she brats a little too close to the sun, always makes me giggle.

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collared sevika!!! sevika on a leash!!! puppy girl sevika worshipping at ambessa's feet!!!!!!!

[ilikearcanenow]

Please never stop

Please don't stop making Sevika/Grayson/Ambessa edits, my fingers are tired 😩😔