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I need more Sevika x pregnant reader! Please! I need fics for when I have baby fever yall! I wanna carry that womanās baby in the most romantic and loving waaaaaaay!
imagine sevika finding all the drawings reader has made of her in their sketchbook. Drawings of her face, body, nose, back, everything. šš
wahhhh now i'm crying
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she's rifling through your drawers looking for a clean tank top to borrow when she finds a manila folder hidden under your socks.
she hums, opening it, expecting to find your birth certificate or tax documents. she freezes when the first thing she sees is her own face.
sevika knows you like to draw. she's always laughing at the little doodles and sketches she finds around the house, on the back of old receipts or napkins.
one of her favorite pastimes is reading in bed while you doodle away in your sketchbook beside her.
but she's never seen you draw her before.
she gazes down at the sketch, soaking in every scratch of your pencil, a lump forming in her throat at the loving way you've captured her sleeping face.
she moves the first sketch to the side. the next one is a bit messier, clearly done in a rush. black ink smudged in some spaces where your hand smeared it on the back of an old receipt in your attempt to quickly capture the rare sight of sevika's toothy grin. she chuckles at the little hearts you've drawn around her smiling face, then moves onto the next.
it's her whole body from head to toe, naked and asleep on your bed. she's got one hand above her head, the other resting across her stomach. she looks... soft. you've drawn each and every scar on her body with loving reverence. you've captured the hickeys you'd sucked into her neck earlier that night with a gentle smudge of your graphite. a gentle smile creeps up sevika's lips as a tear falls from her eyes.
there's hundreds of sketches in the folder. sevika gives up on her search for a shirt and situates herself on the bed, rifling through all the papers in the folder.
some of her hands, some of her back, some of her lounging on the couch with a cigarette between her lips.
her favorite is a quick doodle you'd obviously done when she'd pissed you off, a caricature of her flexing, captioned with 'all these muscles and she still makes me shovel the driveway.'
she loves the little studies she finds on various parts of her face. one page is just full of her nose from different angles. another is of her hands, both flesh and prosthetic.
you find her while she's admiring a particularly saucy sketch of what she assumes must be your view of when she's fucking you missionary.
"sevika?" you ask. she jumps off the bed, scrambling to stack the papers and slam the folder closed. you chuckle. there's a lovely little blush on her cheeks, and she's still clutching the folder to her chest like it's her prized possession. "you found your folder." you say. she blinks at you.
"why didn't you show me these before?" she asks. you shrug.
"'s kinda embarrassing. i'm, like, obsessed with you." you say. sevika chuckles.
"'m your muse." she says. you roll your eyes.
"i didn't say that--"
"these are beautiful." she says. you blink at her. "i've-- fuck, i spent like an hour and a half lookin' at 'em. you made me beautiful." she says.
you blink back tears. sevika's always saying stuff that takes your breath away, then acting like she's said nothing.
"you are beautiful sevika." you say. she gulps, and then in a flash she's kissing you.
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A/N: This made me so happy to write because Iāve missed writing and I know what happens next since itās my story lol. Anyways, sorry for any grammar issues, Iāve got the sprinkle of dyslexia and such and messes with me lol. Part two is coming soon!
TW: angst, mention of torture, mention of injuries, fluff, fear, comment if I missed anything please
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Not many know, but Ambessa and I have been an item for quite some time now. At first, the secrecy was due to the fling, then emotions taking hold and she couldn't risk the damage to her reputation, now it's to keep me from being a pawn in war against her. I understand, if I was in her position and they took her from me, I'd be weak, my emotions coming into play, controlling my actions. I would do anything, even lose a war and all power if it meant she was alive and safe. I understand Ambessaās need for secrecy. We simply want to protect each other this way, and it works for us.
Ambessa is extra protective of me because Iām not like her, not a fighter. I know enough to defend myself until I can get help, it was a requirement from Ambessa, to ease her nerves. She is the all mighty warlord of Noxus, feared by many, and she has many enemies. Ambessa was the one to train me until she was satisfied with my skill level. If I was a soldier of hers, she would have pushed me harder, but when I reasoned with her, she understood my role in war was far from enemy lines, a safer place where fighting was barely even needed, at least for her army. I played my part in wars though, typically her strategist, and a good one at that. Ambessa appreciates my input when planning, I always think of things she doesn't, my mind thinking of things that would keep her safe when she is fighting for her life and victory. War strategy was never something I saw myself doing, but it became a talent when I realized I enjoyed the research; more so when it meant I was contributing to the protection of my love.
The day of the war was stressful to say the least. Ambessa always gives me five minutes to share my feelings, my concerns and clingy behavior, talking through my anxiety about her going into battle, scared she won't come back. She knows my concern isn't about my belief in her abilities, but rather the fears that scream in my head out of love for her. She displays a gentleness no one else has ever seen, something for my eyes only. Cupping of my cheek, arm around my torso that pulls me close, and her soothing voice reassuring me of her return, but validating my feelings. She will pepper my face with kisses before I help her with her armor, and her with mine. This was a month ago and the last time I saw her.
While she was fighting, a team made a strike on us in our camp, taking me as well as a few others. I donāt remember much of the ambush, just some yelling, a hit to the back of my head, then everything went black. Now its a month later and I'm stumbling through the battlefield. I can feel the dirt under my bare feet, a cool breeze causing a shiver to run through my body. They had stripped me of my armor and kept it, the armor Ambessa had made specially for me, an extra layer of protection from weapons and any environment our battles brought us to. Iām thinner from the lack of food I was given to scrounge on when they felt it was time to feed me, which wasnāt often enough. My body is covered in cuts and bruises from the interrogations as they called them trying to get information out of me, but I gave them nothing. Iām frigid, weak, and exhausted, but I push on, determined to get back to the love of my life, my safe haven.
When I look up, I can see our base camp far in the distance, itās so close, but so far still. Smoke rises from what must be fires in the camp, and torches at the entrance to the camp. I want to scream out for help, anything to get their attention, but I canāt. My voice is so weak from my screams of pain when I was being tortured, my voice doesnāt even reach five feet in front of me, but I keep trying.
āHel-ā *I immediately cough, but try again, āHelpā.
I can just barely see movement up by the entrance, hoping they will see me and help me. I keep pushing forward, scared as my vision starts to blur.
āH-helpā
The edges of my vision start to fade and I trip over my feet and fall to the ground, too weak to move again.
āH-h-helpā
I look towards the camp while I lie on the ground, my eyes are starting to water. My eyes shut for a long period of time, but when I finally open them again, I see a shadowed figure running towards me. Tears stream down my cheeks as they get close, but my vision starts to go black again.
A/N: I havenāt written fanfic in like 3-4 years so Iām mega rusty, but AI is bad for the planet, so here I am. Also, Iāve become very attached to this goddess of a woman. I will be writing this out aaaaaand a part 2, just doing baby steps.
Summary: breakdown of their relationship and the horror of war
TW: angst, mild description of war, mild description of injuries, mention of torture (mild)
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Ambessa is a very forceful and tough warlord, nothing stops her, no weaknesses. That is, except for me.
Im trained well enough in war strategy, her right hand in strategising, but not much of a fighter
She has been teaching me defense, eases her mind, builds my confidence
Unfortunately, it was not enough and enemies have captured me
That was a month ago
I am now stumbling back towards the camp Ambessa had set up for her army
I'm shivering, skinnier from the lack of food I was given when imprisoned, lacking my armor the enemies stripped from me.
Im barefoot, dirty, wounds and cuts from the interrogations and torture
Im weak, tired, and cold
I see the camp in the distance, willing my voice to reach them, but it's quiet and rough from either the screams of pain or lack of use
I keep stumbling along, willing my voice to work
āAmbes-ā. āAmbessaā
My voice is weak and isn't reaching even 5 feet in front of me
A guard up far ahead at the entrance notices me and starts yelling
My vision is blurry, edges darkening, my legs weakening
I stumble down, too tired to get back up
The last thing i see is a blurred figure standing over me
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Other than the fact that the drawing has green eyes instead of blue, I somehow subconsciously managed to draw Gwendoline Christie. It was not my intention but now Iām gonna roll with it.
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1. Music and language speak to me more than any other part of life.
2. I memorize my system (work) passwords by writing them down once, memorizing what it looks like, then I dispose of the paper.
3. I'm double-jointed.
4. I like to draw, but I prefer to write.
5. I prefer my coffee black, tea unsweetened, oatmeal plain. But can't say no to toffee.
I had to be careful with what I chose to write about myself above. The most interesting facts I could have provided would make it easy for people in my RL to identify this blog as mine. :)
Ooooooo, I donāt really think Iām that interesting lmao! Thank you @deadbranch š
1. I was in a Boots TV advert, after they scouted me online (if youāre from the UK youāll know this shop)
2. Iām left handed
3. I have 2 Bachelor of Science Degrees
4. I did Ballet for 15 years
5. Iām married to someone who used to beat the Tour de France winner and Gold medal cyclist Geraint Thomas - when they were 16 lmao but still itās impressive
Bonus - Iāve seen someone try to pull their bowels out through their stomach š« š„²
I cut my own hair (it's... okay, mostly because it's 3/4 shaved lol)
I have my own coffee grinder and make aeropress coffee but tbh I'm always chasing the high of bottomless 24/7 diner coffee served with mediocre eggs and hashbrowns.
I'm a(n american) country boy (gender neutral) so I know much more about offloading excess zucchini onto your fellow man than I do public transportation.
Blue jays are my #1 bird nemesis, the smug Canadian goose is a close second, but I love all other birds unconditionally (seagulls are on thin ice)
When I'm waiting or doing something boring i sing nonsense songs to myself, which is why it's fortunate I work remotely. (Coworkers hate them for this one weird quirk)
Tagging @lizzy--wizzy, @nananarc, @civilization-illstayrighthere if you like :)
Thank you @merge-conflict ! Glad to know more about u! I cut my own hair too lmao! And @lizzy--wizzy ! Really admire you about the poledancing! I wanted to try it out too but haven't got the chance.
5 random facts about me:
Almost died when I was 2 because of a rare disease, and I was actually one of the first subjects to be studied in my country. It's very treatable now tho!
I have been practicing Kenjutsu (traditional Japanese sword arts) for a few years alongside other martial arts. Though I'm on a break from all of it.
I really like mangosteens. to an absurd amount. also lychee.
I carry a good luck rock in my makeup purse. My friend went to a beach and saw the rock and think of me, so she kept it then gave it to me when she's back. Its's a perfectly half black half white rock.
Back when we were kids, the only games we could play were shittily pirated SNes9x games. I like taking screenshots of the games, put it in MS Paint, then recolor and/or paintover to dressup the characters. It's 2023, I'm doing the same thing with modding Cyberpunk 2077.
oh hey @nananarc - thank you so much for the tag!!
OK LET'S GOOO! Bunny lore time!!!
5 Random facts about me !!
My favorite / go to purfumes are lush's "lord of misrule" and Ariana Grande's "R.E.M"
Green is my favorite colour- my hair is currently green!
I prefer hot weather / humid climates. I am in my element when im warm.
I am nurodivergent!! my diagnosis helped me understand more about myself and how I understand the world around me!!
I love medical dramas!! House MD and NBC's ER are two I enjoy!!
tagging: @heywoodvirgin @halsin @ciph3rrr @withoutyouimsaskia @genocidalfetus @maimaiapologist @miyokovektor and @noonfaerie !! no pressure but the tag is there if you want to join!!
Hello there @theviridianbunnyā - thank you for tagging me <3
5 Random facts about me !!
I have a 3B curl pattern.Ā
I was an extra on the 5th series of the period drama TV show Grantchester and featured in the first episode and the trailer.
Going to see live music is one of the few things that make me totally lose my inhibitions. I've been fortunate enough to see Florence + the Machine, Arctic Monkeys, Foals, Royal Blood, Tame Impala, Muse, Coldplay, James Bay and The Killers, and will see Placebo later this year (cannot contain my excitement).
I experience sleep parasomnia which for me manifests in sleep walking/talking, and hallucinations when I move from deep sleep into light sleep.
Iāve never been abroad (unless you count Scotland and Wales...!) however I am planning a trip to Copenhagen later in the year.
tagging: @annievvv7 @aralezinspace @fandom-madness-blog @grungeisntmything @littledollll @northmansvampĀ @teranya @yessargeantbarnes No pressure but the tag is there if you want to join!!
