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watching a japanese vtuber fight mohg (lord of blood) with not much success, and i have no idea what she's saying like 99.9% of the time, but i just caught this in the chat

lol

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The Kingmaker

prints and more available in my shop

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Elden Ring characters at an amusement park

Miquella gets a discount for kids and then falls asleep on a ride and gets lost.

Morgott is on a rollercoaster, trying to feel alive and accidentally bludgeons everyone around him with his tail.

Mogh is looking for Miquella in the child section, leaving behind a trail of blood but it looks good for a children amusement park.

Godrick is winning every prize throwing balls at the targets with all of his hands.

Malenia feels hot under the armor and goes second phase, thus getting kicked out of the park for public scandalous behaviour.

Godfrey can't go in because no pet is allowed.

Ranni is creating popsicles with her powers.

Godwyn is buying Ranni's popsicles.

Radahan is on the horses merry-go-round.

Rykard wants everyone to stay togethaaahr for a picture.

Radagon is there to get tanned and ends up with a bikini shape on his chest.

Rennala is stalking Radagon.

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This is under control

(soon these could cover my entire living room floor wtf😰)

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know your place

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What does your muse smell like? Cigar smoke, mechanical lube, a faint undertone of burnt shimmer. Sweat, the tang of hot metal, leather and hard liquor.

What does your muse's hands feel like? One is a physical laborer's hand; rough and calloused from years of brawling and hard work. The other is cold to the touch, the kiss of metal and the promise of blood, of retribution, of force. Both hands are well trained in precise pressure and force; both know how to hold, and both know how to kill.

Does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks? Sevika taps her foot when she's concentrating on something; a nervous energy quietly vented. When she doesn't know an area, she silently observes and takes in what she can see; the room, the people, the energy. Are they talking openly, or do they look like they're sharing secrets? Are people standing at ease, or tense?

Her ego can get the better of her, cockiness wrestling reason from her mind. A brute is a brute, after all, no matter how wise and clever she's gotten over the years.

Is your muse affectionate? How so? She is affectionate--out of the public eye. It shows differently, depending on the people. To Silco, it's a soft word of advice or support, to her girls down at Babette's it's pet names and bites to the neck.

To the one she calls her own? She isn't sure. She has never felt a strong romantic pullto anyone, before, but that doens't mean it's impossible. She's a busy woman, running the operation of the Eye and guarding the Lanes even now. Sevika knows and cherishes the importance of connection, but she also knows she's one of the only things keeping Silco alive, and in power.

What position does your muse sleep in? On her right side, usually. When times she's feeling restless, she sleeps on her stomach while she writes in her journal. Nothing spicy or confidential ever makes it's way there- it's simply grounding, for her, to get her thoughts out of her head when she's trying to go to sleep.

Could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room? Yes, and that's the point. Sevika doesn't need to hide, ever; hardly anybody beats her in hand-to-hand combat, and if she's paying you a business visit? You fucked up, and she's there to make sure you know it.

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from the lesbian herstory archives t-shirt collection [x] 

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I wanna take a piggy back ride—

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no one should be allowed to have hands this hot. i need it around my thro-

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SHES SO SMALL AAAA 😭🩷

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just- here 💀

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Every one of Fudgeys TikTok’s has thirsty Sevika fans in it 😭😅. Love her to bits though. Definitely the irl Vika :)

Im writing I swear, but this person reminds me off Sevika if she was a personal trainer and i-

LIKE????

#sevika arcane #arcane #lesbian #wlw #tiktok

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I’m trying to find a fic/smut piece from awhile back. About Sevika and Silco running tests on shimmer which goes horribly wrong. Leading to Sevika going feral. Silco gets Sevika’s girlfriend to go to the last drop and locks her in the building with Sev. Horny Sev on shimmer smut then ensues.

Please help I need that fic asap 🥲

#sevika #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika imagine #arcane #zaunite #sevika headcannon #arcane sevika #shimmer #the last drop #silco

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😭😭😭

HIIIII ANGELLLL

SEVIKA WITH A PLUSHY I REPEAT SEVIKA WITH A PLUSHY. I know you did a small thing about reader with plushies but I thought it’d be cute for Sevika to be the one with plushies. Maybe reader stays over for the first time and finds her plushie collection hidden somewhere. Sevika would for sure deny and get insecure that it’s hers but READER JUST FINDS IT CUTE. I defo think she has the one she had since she was a baby that she still sleeps with. Perhaps it’s a small collection of those tiny beanie babies which she had a obsession with when she was younger (and still is obsessed with) or those squish mellow stuffies. (She has names for them too)

Thank you pookie 😩

WAHHHHHH

men and minors dni

sevika doesn't have many personal mementos or keepsakes. she's not a sentimental person, and she didn't have a lot growing up to hold onto. but there is one thing that she holds near and dear to her heart.

'stinky bear.'

stinky bear is a tiny little plushy, about the size of a beanie baby, that can fit comfortably in the palm of her large hand now. she's had it since she was a kid, it was the first stuffy her parents got her, and the only one she ever seemed to like.

she took him everywhere when she was a kid, shoving him in her back pocket and toting him all around town.

she only stopped taking him everywhere when, one tragic day at the ripe age of four and a half, sevika dropped stinky bear in the street, and watched in horror as a car ran right over him.

he was rescued, but he was never the same. his fluffy brown fur was matted, his head was separated from his body, one of his eyes missing. her mom tried her best to put him back together, throwing him in the wash and stitching his head back on with a chunky purple yarn, replacing his missing eye with a spare black button.

after that day, sevika started leaving stinky bear in her bed, treating him with gentle, reverent care, only touching him at bedtime, curling him into her arms and holding him tight to her chest.

sevika had to grow up way too fast. by the time she was ten, she was numb to the horrors of the world. she bulked up and taught herself how to fight, how to blend in and go without notice, and when to stand out and speak up. all her toys and childish games losing their whimsy as she became more and more disillusioned.

but she could never find it in her to let go of stinky bear.

not when she's been holding him every night since she was a baby. not when he's been by her side through thick and thin, soaking up her silent tears every single night. not when he's been through so much already.

stinky bear could stay.

stinky bear did stay.

when sevika moved out on her own, leaving her old drunkard of a father and the ashes of her mother on the mantel behind, stinky bear came with her.

he doesn't send the night in bed with her every night, now now that she's grown, but he sits on her bedside table permanently, ready and waiting for whenever sevika might need him.

and when she has nightmares, when she has horrible days at work, when she loses a fight or has a shitty hangover or feels alone, she reaches for stinky bear, curling her giant, grown body around the tiny, run down plushy.

when sevika has people over, stinky bear goes in the closet.

partly because she doesn't want to hear the teases her friends and co-workers and the girls from babette's are likely to throw out, partly because she's horrified of something happening to him while her back's turned.

she doesn't have people over often. in all her time in her apartment, she's had people over less than a dozen times, but still. stinky bear goes in the closet when she does. (sometimes in her fire-proof safe.)

and then she meets you.

the first few times you go over to sevika's place, you're way too preoccupied with her to notice anything else.

but after long enough, sevika and you become comfortable enough to just... hang out.

it's one of those kinds of dates, where you're really just existing in each other's space as one of you works or cleans or reads, when you first meet stinky bear.

sevika's reading and drinking, and you're taking a shower in her bathroom-- her water pressure is so much better than yours.

when you get out of the shower, you realize you forgot to grab a towel for yourself. so, you dart into sevika's bedroom and rifle through her closet looking for a towel.

you don't find any. but you do find stinky bear.

the sweet little plushy is sitting front and center in her closet, on top of a pile of neatly folded sweaters. it's clear that he's old and well loved-- his ears are a little crusty, his fur is stained and matted, he's got mismatched eyes, and he's sewn together with purple yarn across the neck.

your heart melts.

sevika has a stuffed animal.

you don't say anything about it, it's clear she doesn't want to talk about it if she's hidden it away like this. you just gently press a peck to the bear's little head and close the closet door.

when sevika asks you to move in with her, you expect her to finally introduce you to stinky bear.

she doesn't.

you feel almost bad.

sure, she's got you to hold now when she's having nightmares, and you're able to actually hold her back and comfort her with gentle words of affection. but you can tell stinky bear means something to her (especially when you catch her standing in her closet, gently stroking his fur one night.)

so, you decide to do something about it.

one morning as you're making the bed, you pull stinky bear out of the closet and gently place it on sevika's side of the bed, pulling the covers up underneath the tiny bear's chin, and giving it a kiss.

you don't say anything. you just leave it for her to find.

when she does (and she doesn't tell you this until you guys are married) she sobs.

the fact that you knew and you still didn't make her talk about it, knowing how hard words are for her-- the fact that you didn't tease her about it-- the fact that you treated stinky bear with such gentle regard, his head resting gently against her pillow, the his arms out over the blankets-- the fact that you knew she'd been missing him-- it makes her weak in the knees.

there's no conversation about it. but when you get home that night, you find sevika sleeping on top of the covers, stinky bear tucked into the crook of her arm as she snores.

when you crawl in beside her, she blinks awake, and you smile. she smiles shakily back at you.

"his name's stinky bear." she whispers, her voice raspy. you smile and lean forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead, then a much gentler one to stinky bear's.

and after that, stinky bear resides in you and sevika's bed, back where he belongs.

every morning, you tuck him into bed under the covers for sevika to come home to.

when you guys fuck in bed, you always pause to gently place the old stuffy on the bedside table-- facing away from the two of you, of course.

(and when you're done, you put him right back where he came from.)

each night, sevika sleeps where she always sleeps with you-- right on top of you, her head on one of your tits, her leg hiked up over yours.

but now, instead of her hand groping your free tit, she's gently holding stinky bear.

okay, are you ready to really cry?

when you guys have your daughter, sevika passes stinky bear down to her.

she loves the bear almost as much as she loves her mommas.

(and sometimes, when sevika's particularly upset or sick, you sneak stinky bear out of your daughter's sleeping arms and bring him to your bedroom for sevika to hold for a while.)

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part 2 of the sleeping with the enemy 'verse is here! this one is much shorter, just a silly little slice of life where roach has to give jinx The Talk. hope you enjoy :)

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