The Sevika/Reader Archives
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She’s breathtaking. Enough that you lose it almost entirely. She’s the most beautiful thing you think you’ve seen- certainly in here. You swallow around your suddenly dry mouth and it doesn’t do anything. You don’t even know what you feel but it sure is something.
“The door.” She says, not unamused. Her voice rough and low and just as specific and her as the rest of her seems to be.
You close it carefully behind you, and when the music of the rest of the club fades to nothing with the sound proofing, you’re left even more off center than before, and you were plenty then.
You turn to face her and something about her seems- impatient. For what you’re not sure, but you also certainly don’t blame her if she is.
She’s looking for something.
Or: I intended to make the 1000th sevika x reader brothel fic and it got away from me
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- Part 1 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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A shiver of – not quite wind washes over your skin. It might be anticipation. It might be something else entirely.
You check your six, head craning over your shoulder- expecting nothing, still, it’s so early on-
There’s movement.
You go to turn to look at it properly but you trip on something and suddenly you’re scrambling away in the dirt.
“Oh my god- I’m so sorry-“ You say too fast and out of breath when she reveals herself from the trees.
“Do you have any idea about the day I’ve had.” She sighs, her steel eyes tilting with the rest of her head as she levels her gaze onto you. It’s enough to make you freeze.
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- Part 2 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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“Baby.” You hear from behind you- making you flinch.
Shit.
Shit.
You look over at the clock and confirm that you should’ve been asleep three hours ago for her to come home to, and the motion makes you realize how heavy the underside of your eyes are.
Shit fuck shit and shit again.
You try to give her a smile when you turn to her but you know it’s far too late for that. All it manages to make you look is sheepish.
“Hey, Sevi.” You try anyway.
“What’re you doing up?”
Fuck.
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- Part 3 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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Cigars and Irish Cream Whisky by valkyrievega
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
27 Jun 2025
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You put the form down on the chair beside you and your stomach cramps from trying to hold your heat off so badly you have to brace your elbows on your knees, groaning through gritted teeth at yourself.
You smell someone’s scent change in the room and your blurry eyes dart up and over to an alpha who looks like he’s about to come over to you and you snarl at him, jumping up onto your feet and then collapsing back into the chair from how dizzy it makes you.
The receptionist comes over and tuts at you, beta, it’s okay, just a beta- no. Omega on suppressants. You can smell the wafting peach she’s tried to cover over with her perfume.
“Don’t touch me.” You snap, pulling yourself up to your full height as best you can and leaning away from her on the chair.
A bead of sweat drops cool down your temple to your ear and you hate how it’s probably so obvious how wild your eyes are.
Or: reader is an omega with a presenting problem to a wellness clinic. Sevika helps. Things get complicated.
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- Part 4 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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“How’d it go?” She asks, mostly needlessly.
“Shit fuck piss and fuck again.”
“That good huh.”
You groan, making a face at her that you really feel like you shouldn’t- but it’s that or flipping her off and you aren’t feeling-
You don’t know what you’re feeling but you don’t actually want to upset her and you know that will.
She can see the state of you, so you don’t comment further as you sit down heavily on the couch near her desk.
You shake your hand through your hair and fucking fissure dust comes out and you huff out your breath. You must be a state.
“Bathroom. Calm down and clean up.” She says, and you flick your eyes up to her only to see her still paying attention to the paperwork at her desk rather than you.
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- Part 5 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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You figure out how to cheat at cards, and immediately use it against Sevika to play strip poker.
How badly could that possibly go?
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- Part 6 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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Everything but the Kitchen Sink by valkyrievega
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
09 Jul 2025
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She springs into action, laughing a little under her breath as she easily picks you up, ignoring your gasp. She sits you on the bench and crowds between your legs, trailing her palms over your outer thighs through the tickling fabric of your pants.
“Oh, Sir, this is most uncouth. What would someone say if they saw this?” You half fake coquettishness, even as your blush fully sits itself on your cheeks and your arms wind gently around her neck.
“Oh, no, people can’t just make out in their own apartments. How horrifying.” She agrees, voice going soft as she leans down and in, rubbing her nose gently against yours.
“Someone should really do something…” you whisper- not quite managing to have the fake outrage that you wanted in your voice to keep making it funny.
“We could do something.” She murmurs.
(Can be read as a stand-alone, but is a follow up to Spark, which can be found in the Sevika/Reader Archives series)
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- Part 7 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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“Don’t think I’m going to run you hard enough?”
Her voice is low, maybe a bit teasing- and it still makes you flinch. When you laugh it’s more out of nervousness than anything else.
“Oh- oh, nothing like that, I’m sorry.” You stammer your way through, turning to face her.
You blink and you have to tilt your chin up to look at her properly and you know damn well that when your legs feel like jelly it’s not from the cardio.
You swallow your immediate thought that she can run you as hard as she wants.
Or: Sevika is a PT at Vander's gym. Reader starts boxing.
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- Part 8 of The Sevika/Reader Archives
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Fire on a Moonless Night by valkyrievega
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
21 May 2026
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The figure tilts their head, attention captured, the antlers going with the motion and making it ethereal in the flicking alive light. A hand black with a glove rises, and you realize they’re pointing at you.
Your blood is ice. They may be medusa, those antlers may be snakes, you feel like stone. The hand they’re pointing curls its fingers- it beckons you to go closer. Your chest hitches, retreating back into the tent in a flinch too large to be mistaken as something else.
(Or: Ambessa and Sevika have missed you while they've been away for work, and prepare a welcome home gift for themselves)
((You're the gift))
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- Part 9 of The Sevika/Reader Archives