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pathetic-sapphic · 6 months

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Can you do the arcane milfs with a fem s/o and they react to her flinching after a small argument? Like they are going to run their fingers through their hair and she thinks they’re gonna hit her? And just hurt/comfort type thing. If you don’t want to do this that’s completely fine. Thank you 🤍

Arcane milfs when their S/O flinches during an argument

At first, SEVIKA doesn't understand why you flinched away like that. She knows that she can be angry and stubborn sometimes and when you two argue, it's frustrating for the both of you. She goes to run her hand through her hair in an attempt to cool off, but her heart drops when she sees you flinch at her movement. Cue her sad puppy eyes, the look that she gives you tugs at your heartstrings. She knows she's a brute, but she needs you to be aware of the fact that she'd rather die than ever lay a hand on you. Sevika sits down on the couch and pats the space next to her, signaling for you to have a seat. When you do, she hesitantly wraps a comforting arm around your shoulders, pulling your face to rest in the crook of her neck. You can feel the way her lips press a lingering kiss into your hair before she leans down to whisper comforting words into your ear.

''I'm so sorry, baby. I shouldn't have lost my cool. You know I'd never hurt you, right? I'd rather die than have that happen. I'm sorry I scared you, I promise you we'll get through this. It's okay, I've got you now and I'll kill whoever dared to raise their hand against you. No matter how many times we argue, I'll always protect you and keep you safe, my sweet girl.''

GRAYSON knows, she knows that you're just worried for her and that you don't mean to burden her. But she had a long day, Marcus annoying her to hell and back, her other co-workers nagging at her and the troubles in the Undercity are growing every day. She's tired and she just wants to sleep with you in her arms. But you're sitting next to her on the couch, scolding her for not taking care of herself. Grayson talks back to you, irritation in her voice evident, asking you to get off her back for once. She doesn't mean it, she hates raising her tone at you and as soon as she realizes her mistake, Grayson lets out a deep sigh and goes to run a hand through her hair. Just as she does that, she notices the way you flinch and it takes her no less than a second to realize what happened. Oh, now she feels even worse. Has she been neglecting you and brushing you off so much lately, that you're afraid she might hurt you? Immediately pulls you into her embrace, letting your head rest on her chest as tears gather in her eyes. Work be damned, she needs to remind her wife how much she loves her and, above all, Grayson must work on her communication and make up for lost time.

''Oh, darling, I wasn't- Oh, come here, please. I am so sorry, I shouldn't have raised my voice at you like that. I know you only want the best for me and how much you try to keep me safe and healthy. I wish the same for you, I'm sorry that I haven't been good to you, my love. I love you so so much and I'll work on myself so I can show it to you properly. Let me hold you for a bit, please. I'm sorry I scared you, it won't happen again, I promise.''

CASSANDRA loves you dearly, and never fails to show you that. No matter how busy she is, she always makes time for you and pays attention to anything and everything you might need. Usually, she loves listening to you ramble about your interests, but today has just been so exhausting and she can feel a migraine brewing. You notice her tense posture and try to lighten up the mood by making small talk, albeit being a bit vary of her annoyed expression. When Cassandra sighs loudly and lifts her hand up to rub her forehead, you cannot fight the slight flinch that takes over your body. Cassandra looks over at you with a shocked expression, ashamed that she made you feel scared in her presence. She gestures softly for you to lay your head in her lap, caressing your hair comfortingly once you do so. As soon as she feels better, she plans on taking you on a lovely date to make up for her behavior. It's not your fault that her fellow Councilors are incompetent, you're her darling girl and she knows that you're just trying to make her feel better.

''Oh, sweetheart, come here. Lay your head on my lap... Yes, just like that. I'm sorry, my darling, it's been a long day at work but that is no excuse for me to treat you like that. I apologize for scaring you, you know I'd never do anything to hurt you, yes? Good, I only want you to be happy and healthy, beloved. How about tomorrow, we go on a lovely outing, just you and me? Perfect, I'll make sure we have fun and forget about every little thing that might trouble us. Let us rest now, my love.''

AMBESSA is well aware of how other people see her; ruthless, cunning and a brute. But she doesn't want you to view her like that, she'd rather give over her power than do anything to scare you. But being so used to putting on a frightening and merciless face in front of others, it eventually shows briefly when she's with you. Fights between the two of you happen occasionally, as Ambessa still struggles with balancing and maintaining a romantic relationship. She forgets herself sometimes and her feelings can be hard to reveal, even to you. She knows that you've been more than patient with her but she herself isn't that kind of a person and as she huffs angrily in the midst of your argument, she raises her hand swiftly to run it over her face in frustration. Even in all her anger, Ambessa couldn't miss the way you flinched at her movement, her once cold heart now breaking at the sight. She sits on your shared bed numbly, taking your hands in hers and looking up at you with sorrowful eyes. Ambessa gives you an honest and tear-jerking apology, assuring you that she loves you and she'd never do anything to bring you harm. You're her only light in this cruel, dark world.

''What have I done? My dear, you know I'd never... Well, I suppose you don't, especially with how I've been acting towards you. There aren't enough words in existence to tell you how sorry I am. No matter how closed off I am with my own feelings, it's never an excuse to take it out on you. You're the only good thing I have, the only person who can ground me and I promise to treat you right from now on. I'm sorry I failed in doing that, my beloved. But I promise I'll change, for you. Because you're worth it.''

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jaydenarmy · 5 months

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Hello I wanted to write a preference page for the arcane Milfs cause why now

Arcane Milfs

Cozy mornings

Women Involved: Sevika, Grayson, Ambessa, Cassandra

Sevika

-You would wake up to a massive, muscular arm around your chest (or stomach) and you instantly knew who it was and you wake up with a big smile on your face.

-If you have big thighs, trust me Sevika is a thigh worshipper. You would almost always wake up to her human arm on your thigh bringing you closer in her sleep.

-Neck kisses 100%

-Once she wakes up you bet she will move to lay ontop of you and buries her face into your chest or neck

^or she will pull you ontop of her with your face buried in her neck.

Grayson

-Grayson is like Sevika in some cases but instead she would fall asleep with her head buried in your chest or the other way around

-She is more of a chest person (Regardless of the gender) so while you lay in bed her hands would be on your chest and she would trace your surgical scars (if your a trans male then top surgery scars but for any other genders it would be scars from war

-She wakes up early alot to be able to treasure you while your asleep

-Grayson is like a big teddy bear and you love to tease her about it while she is blushing a deep red.

Ambessa

-She would fall asleep with your head on her chest and your arm around her waist, listening to her heartbeat

-I don't think it's shown in scenes but I headcannon that she has a small birthmark on the crook on your neck just below her jaw on her right side that you love to kiss which drives her crazy (in a romantic way 😉)

-Gets super tense during the day with jobs and tasks (like talking to Mel cause it drives her crazy) so ambessa loves when you massage her before bed

-Like Grayson, Ambessa will almost always have her hands on your chest (but just below your chest so your ribs) and traces little stars while she falls asleep

^I can imagine you would want to get stars tattooed on your ribs but you would ache in pain

Cassandra

-She actually the opposite of Sevika, she prefers to be cuddled instead of cuddling her S/O

-She would be the one calling you teddy bear and you blush (cause your obviously her teddy bear)

-your heartbeat= her favourite sound

^regardless of her status she would rest her head on your chest to hear her favourite sound

-Like Ambessa, I headcannon that she has a small scar but it's closer to her ear than the jaw, it's a little burn mark that has since scanned over and you love to touch it because of the feeling of the mark

#sevika x reader #grayson arcane #Cassandraaecane #ambessa medarda #Arcane milfs

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moriahwritez · 5 months

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Late Night Subway

(Grayson x Fem Reader)

(For more further experience, can add music while reading…or not :)

Hey y’all out there! Am happy it’s a nice and cold day jeez. I want to let you know that I’m glad that I am able to make more and finding more people reading my stuff, including lesbians which is amazing 💜 I want to say thank you for loving my stuff.🤭

Enjoy reading this for today and be doing more hopefully next week since I’m off for break yay!

Gloomy night in Piltover city, their was finally an underground train station that was made for people to get back to their usual home. And one of them is you actually. A lot of folks was already home in their cozy bed, while you just got out of work and you were pretty much the only one there. The subway was dark and green, which showed in the atmosphere. Some of the lights were flickering and some weren’t but dim. The air was musty, thinking none of the workers ever cleaned down there. It felt like you were in Zaun already but weren’t. You just got off from late night working at the main area of the library in Piltover, wanted to go home so so bad. You sat on the bench waiting for the train to arrive….hopefully. This place felt unfamiliar like it wasn’t suppose to be this awful compared what it looked before. All cleaned and perfection. It would be packed everywhere during the day. Maybe this night wasn’t the right time to get pick up. It was now 10pm. You had this deep thought if someone was watching you in the shadow as you kept looking back and forth. Just in a few moments later, you heard someone approaching you. “Sorry to startled you, miss but it seems that no one should be here at this time of night. Where are you heading to at this hour?” The sheriff says coming from behind. “Um home.” You thought for a second it was a creep asking you for something, until you realize enforcers do check on others who are still around this subway area. And she was one of them. “Oh thank goodness I wasn’t the only one here, I was scare for a second.” You took a deep breath from all the anxiety you had. “Dont worry ma’am. It’s my honor and job to protect any citizens of Piltover. May I ask what’s your name, dear?” The big women says. She was pretty much taller and look pretty strong comparing to your size XD Which made you not focus on her question but her whole body figure, til you shake your head.

“Oh uh it’s y/n.” The sheriff smile in pleased. “Y/n, how lovely. I’m Grayson. As you might’ve guessed already that I’m an enforcer in case anything happened here. That’s why I came to make sure everyone gets home safely.” You form a small smile and blush appear on your cheeks. “That’s very nice of you, Sheriff Grayson. I do need to get home actually. I was just afraid something might’ve happened to me. But thanks to you,” you said. “It’s no problem, ma’am. It’s my duty to ensure city of Piltover is safe. Since I’m here, may I walk you home and make sure you arrived there safely?” Grayson says offering her hand at you. You nod, smiling as you hold her hand. “That’ll be lovely, Sheriff.” Grayson offered your hand, gesturing to walk with her as you two saw the train finally arrives. “Follow me. I’ll find us a seat somewhere.” You two walk in and sat at the farthest back corner near the window. The train begin moving on towards the tunnels. While looking through the window, you look back at Grayson, seeing her as she makes sure everything was okay during the train. She saw you look up at her, which made her chuckle and wink at you, as a way of flirting at you. You couldn’t help but lift the palm to your mouth as you turn completely red looking slightly away from her. Oh god.

Later on, Grayson sigh, sitting down next to you. You two talked for a little while to the point, you felt your eyes tired. Letting out a yawn, you tried to stay up but couldn’t. Grayson glance at you. “You seem tired, y/n. Why don’t you lean your head on my shoulder.” You look at her twice, while blinking to stay more focus. “Wha-Really? Your such a sweetheart, Grayson.” You nod at her sweet advice and lay on the side. The sheriff lets out a small hum, flustered by your nice words. Throughout the train, you two were in complete silence. An hour later, train finally stop for your destination. You didn’t know Grayson would do such a thing, which was carrying you in a bridal style, while getting off. It caught you off guard being in this sort of situation. You didn’t say anything but just let it happened. Towards home, you thank Grayson keeping you safe and warm around her. You actually wanted to do more of this with her. So you gave her your phone number in case. You gave Grayson a hug, not wanting to let her go for tonight, but didn’t wanna make things too awkward, so you pull back. “Thanks for bringing me home. Hope to see you another day. Stay safe out there, Sheriff and gets some sleep. Goodnight.” You smile waving at her, but startled when she let you go inside as a way for respect. “Me too, y/n. Me too. Have a goodnight, dear.” Grayson says before walking out and watching the night sky, thinking about you, with a warm innocent smile linger on her face.

“She does like me. Just as much I like her too.”

The end

🥺aww me next Grayson pls

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hastyprovocateur · 1 year

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Well-Suited To Your Taste- Sevika×Seamstress

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Tl/dr: Sevika gets begrudgingly fitted for a suit upon Silco's instruction, taking a shine to the seamstress

Tw: bondage, fingering, spanking

Sevika rasped cigar smoke from her lips, the streets barely thrumming. She stood waiting for it to die before she entered the swish boutique. It was late evening and a little past closing. The neon board above the awning glowed; in fancy letters it read: "The Vestiarium~ For the Well-Heeled"

Sevika stared at the glass display, mannequins sporting sharp, expertly stitched outfits. Some of the best you could acquire in Zaun. Or so Silco attested about his choice of dressmakers. He instructed, rather requested, her to consult them for a new outfit for an upcoming caucus.

Silco's deputy wasn't one to indulge appearances or care for expensive attire. If anything, her simple clothes helped divert attention away from herself. An edge in a fist fight or ambush. But the gathering was more for formal talk. An arena her strongest suits lay far outside of.

She flicked the butt of the cigarette in the ground, swinging into the shop as a bell tinkled above. Immediately, she felt out of place. There was a time, she could only peer inside into places like these, shooed away eventually with sticks, her grimy fingerprints being promptly wiped.

But not tonight

"Ah, hi! We're closed- OW" Sevika heard a crashing sound from somewhere inside the dimly lit shopfront. She stood her ground, rolling her neck and waiting for the store owner. Instead, out popped a woman. Small, bespectacled and frazzled as she massaged the knee she banged on her way out.

"I'm sorry, ma'am... we're-" her words cut off her eyes travelled up Sevika's tall, burly frame, gulping "Oh... Lieutenant..." she adjusted her glasses "How can I be of assistance?" she asked timidly. Sevika gave her a once over.

Her wavy hair were loosely knotted at the base of her neck, frizzy strands framing her face. Her simple shirt and skirt were trimmed by green ribbon, feet strapped in cuffed, rounded flats. She couldn't be beyond a mere tailor or sales clerk.

"I'm looking for the owner"

"He-he left the store to me. Said his wife has the chills so he's taking care of her. I was in the back clearing up after closing time. But it's no biggie! I just live upstairs, actually... pretty sweet gig if you ask me. You need not fret, I'm his assistant so I'm sure I can get you sorted-"

"I'll come by later"

Sevika turned to leave but felt an audacious grip on her elbow, yanking her back swiftly. Eyes bewildered, she stared down at the seamstress in shock. The lady seemed to belatedly catch onto what she's done. She released her immediately, scooting back with her hands melded.

"I'm so terribly sorry... its just... I can't let such a... high-value customer like you just leave..." she tucked some loose hair behind her ear "I'm new and I really want to do right by this job... if you tell me what you need... I will do my best to deliver" she proferred.

Sevika eyed her warily, sighing "I need a suit... someone said this is the place for it"

"Yes, of course... the Vestiarium. The one stop shop for the well-heeled" she smiled, cocking her head "A suit you say... do you have a colour and design in mind? An outline or... maybe you've taken a shine to one of our client's garb?" she asked.

Sevika shrugged "I don't know... I've never taken note of such things before"

"That's perfectly fine... I'll work it out for you. Let me take a look..." she moved with sprightly grace, touching her shoulder and tracing her fingers down to her elbow, taking in her muscular waist and the dip of her spine. She lifted Sevika's cybernetic arm slightly, glancing past her shoulders.

"Broad shoulders... beautiful neck... strong arms... long legs... fitted... lots of curves... would you prefer a dramatic, voguish look or simple and old school?" she asked and Sevika raised a brow "Your pick, love. As long as it's not a lot, it matters zilch to me"

"Oh, dear... what an exciting journey for me" the dressmaker blushed, readjusting her glasses and muttering "Short-sleeved shirt... cotton-linen... stitched into a... waistcoat... low... three buttons across... a cape blazer... high waisted pants with a boot cut... pockets, pockets, pockets"

She stood on her tippy toes, fingers barely grazing over Sevika's choker "a tie... with a clip on jewel?" she whispered "Unless you don't like being tied down..." Sevika gazed down at the seamstress' face "Long as its not too tight" she smiled jauntily.

The woman jerked back, late to realize what she was doing once again. "Ah... let me fetch the fabrics I have in mind. I'll be right back" she rushed off to one of the backrooms, fetching some rolls of cloth. She propped them against a chair and wheeled in a mirror "So... I envisioned you in..."

Unrolling a metre from each roll one by one, "This cotton with vicuña" she draped it across Sevika's shoulder "Dark... smooth... chocolate... with cream stripes... it's breathable... stretchy... easy to work in... and it looks lovely with your skin tone" she gulped as Sevika stared at her.

"I'll pair this with a cotton-linen blend white shirt... There's midnight plum and pure black in this suit fabric too. I-if you don't like this I can do more navies and greys too... perhaps a claret..." she turned to step away but felt Sevika's arm wrap hold her by the waist, pulling her back in.

"Are you purposely being this sweet with me or is it just part of your hospitality?" she asked and the seamstress turned pink, holding the fabric across her face to hide it "I'm just... doing my job... ma'am." Sevika released her promptly, composing herself in front of the mirror.

"The brown'll do" she finally said and the assistant nodded "Good choice! Great choice! Now time for accessories..." she wrung her hands, bringing over a choice selection of ties, buttons and tie clasps. She held up two ties "umber or navy?" she asked and Sevika pointed to umber.

"Hmm..." she studied the display trays "I'm going to pick the brass buttons with the Zaunite sigil and the guilded tiger tie clasp with amber eyes... is that okay?" she proposed, holding up her choices and Sevika smiled a little "Playing mind reader... are we?"

The tailor separated all of Sevika's selections, looking up at her "I think I... now know what you like..." she simply said, carting all the stuff away except the mirror. She brought a wooden stool in, setting it down before Sevika and fetching a measuring tape, notepad and pencil.

"Forgive me if I struggle a bit... I usually have someone to help..." she tucked the pencil behind her ear and held the notepad between her teeth, standing up on the stool. She gestured with a hand for Sevika to straighten up and look in the mirror as she began measuring her.

She stretched the tape across her chest, almost tripping from the edge of the stool but felt Sevika's hands hold her waist, steadying her. Her ears turned red but she lowered her head, powering through.

The circumference of her neck, arm, bicep... she cast the tape behind Sevika, noting the width of her back and shoulders, sizing her waist and stomach. The smoke from her cigar... boozy notes on her shirt and the scent of sandalwood and leather enveloped her, their faces inches apart.

The assistant struggled to focus, pulling the pencil and jotting down the numbers in her notebook. She felt Sevika's gaze burning through her skin, watching her leisurely yet intensely. Hopping off the stool, the seamstress kneeled, fingers slightly shaky as she measured from her hip to ankle, knee to ankle.

She took a deep breath, doing the inseam and brushing Sevika's crotch. "S-sorry" her voice broke and she feared looking up as she circled her knee, thigh and hip, measuring from near her hem across the taint and up her butt. She felt Sevika's groin muscles flex and quickly set the tape down, scribbling in her notepad.

She felt her heartbeat quicken, the page blurring before her eyes.

"You okay down there...?" Sevika asked in her husky voice and the seamstress froze, nodding microscopically. She felt Sevika's rough, warm fingers curl under her chin and lift her face "Can't say you're the first woman to kneel breathlessly before me..." she whispered.

"I'm just... doing my job..." the assistant uttered as Sevika snaked behind her head, loosening her hair, hand resting heavily on her shoulder, staring at her heaving chest. Sevika gently slipped her glasses down her nose "How about we take the hospitality upstairs...? In that nice, little bedroom of yours..." she proposed.

"Aaaah!" the seamstress screamed, eyes rolling back as she gripping the bedpost from where her hands were tied to it with her own panties. She saw Sevika's hand curling around her wrists, pounding her between the legs with her knee, her big body weighing down on her.

"Damn your clothes" she sat up, ripping up her underskirt completely and shoving it inside her as she whimpered, soaking through it all. Sevika stared at her spread legs, dress bunched up under her with her blouse and sleeves ripped to expose her breasts, body undulating, butt squeezing and begging for her.

She smiled wickedly, smacking her cheeks hard till they turned red with finger marks, tears sprouted from the woman's eyes. Sevika curled her arm under her belly, rubbing her sensitive bud and forcing her fingers inside her, pushing the mess of cloth deeper as she returned to pounding.

The seamstress' moans grew louder, face pressing into the sheets as she picked the pace up, thrusts steady and hard. "Is this too much for you?" Sevika asked, pinching her clitoris and forcing another finger inside her. The tailor shook her head, arching her back more. Sevika seemed impressed despite herself, tilting the woman's face "You'll go far..." she kissed her drooling lips.

"I'll make sure your business...

never dries up"

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moodywyrm · 10 months

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what if I need Grayson to just make me cockwarm her strap while she’s working. what then. and maybe if she’s up to it, play with my clit and make me cum without moving. what about that.

#I've been rewatching arcane all day if u couldn't tell #feeling needy #want the milfs #but specifically Grayson ambessa and sevika #want.#moodythoughts

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sevikasangel · 2 years

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Not a fic request, just curious - Which Lana songs do u associate with each of the Arcane milfs?

♡ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴍɪʟꜰꜱ ᴀꜱ ʟᴅʀ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱ + ʙᴏɴᴜꜱ ♡

𝐚/𝐧: i 💗 u, anon. also, i chose the song from their s.o's perspective of them. :3

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠: grayson, camille ferros, cassandra, ambessa, sevika, renata (bonus - vi, samira, vayne). ~ wlw

ɢʀᴀʏꜱᴏɴ: ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ 💗

it's you, it's you, it's all for you

everything i do

i tell you all the time

heaven is a place on earth with you

tell me all the things you wanna do

i heard that you like the bad girls

honey, is that true?

it's better than i ever even knew

they say that the world was built for two

only worth living if somebody is loving you

and, baby, now you do

[...]

he holds me in his big arms

drunk and i am seeing stars

this is all i think of

watchin' all our friends fall

in and out of old paul's

this is my idea of fun

playin' video games

ᴄᴀᴍɪʟʟᴇ: ᴄɪɴɴᴀᴍᴏɴ ɢɪʀʟ 💗

cinnamon in my teeth

from your kiss, you're touching me

all the pills that you take

violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's length don't work

you try to push me out, but i just find my way back in

violet, blue, green, red to keep me out, i win

there's things i wanna say to you, but i'll just let you live

like if you hold me without hurting me

you'll be the first who ever did

there's things i wanna talk about, but better not to keep

but if you hold me without hurting me

you'll be the first who ever did

ᴄᴀꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ: ᴄᴏʟᴀ

my pussy taste like pepsi cola

my eyes are wide like cherry pies

i gots a taste for men who are older

it's always been, so it's no surprise

ah, he's in the sky with diamonds

and he’s making me crazy

(i come alive, alive)

all he wants to do is party

with his pretty baby

come on baby, let’s ride

we can escape to the great sunshine

i know your wife and she wouldn’t mind

ᴀᴍʙᴇꜱꜱᴀ: ᴜʟᴛʀᴀᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ

he used to call me dn

that stood for deadly nightshade

'cause i was filled with poison

but blessed with beauty and rage

jim told me that

he hit me and it felt like a kiss

[...]

he used to call me poison

like i was poison ivy

i could've died right then

'cause he was right beside me

jim raised me up

he hurt me but it felt like true love

[...]

with his ultraviolence

ultraviolence

i can hear sirens, sirens

he hit me and it felt like a kiss

i can hear violins, violins

give me all of that ultraviolence

ꜱᴇᴠɪᴋᴀ: ꜰʟᴏʀɪᴅᴀ ᴋɪʟᴏꜱ

white lines, pretty baby, tattoos

don't know what they mean, they're special, just for you

white lines, baking powder on the stove

cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow

i feel you, pretty baby, feel me

turn it up hot, loving you is free

i like it down, like it down, way low

but you already know that, you already know

come on down to florida, i got somethin' for ya

we could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh yeah

guns in the summertime, chic-a-cherry cola lime

prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my side

[...]

strung in my mouth and gold hoops

you like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool

white lines, pretty daddy, go skiing

you snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in

ʀᴇɴᴀᴛᴀ: ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴍᴀɴ

i don't know how you convince them and get them, but

i don't know what you do, it's unbelievable

i don't know how you get over, get over

someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you

one for the money, two for the show

i love you honey, i'm ready, i'm ready, to go

how did you get that way? i don't know

you're screwed up, and brilliant

look like a million dollar man

[...]

you've got the world, but baby at what price?

something so strange, hard to define

it isn't that hard boy, to like you or love you

i'd follow you down, down, down

you're unbelievable

if you're going crazy just grab me, take me

ᴠɪ: ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴏɴᴇꜱ

let's get out of this town, baby we're on fire

everyone around here wants to be going down, down

if you stick with me, i can take you higher, and higher

it feels like all of our friends are lost

nobody's found, found, found

i got so scared, i thought no one could save me

you came along scooped me up like a baby

every now and then, the stars align

boy and girl meet by the great design

could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?

everybody told me love was blind

then i saw your face and you blew my mind

finally, you and me are the lucky ones this time

ꜱᴀᴍɪʀᴀ: ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ

why, who me, why?

feet don't fail me now

take me to your finish line

oh my heart it breaks every step that i take

but i'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine

walking through the city streets

is it by mistake or design?

i feel so alone on a friday night

can you make it feel like home if i tell you you're mine?

it's like i told you, honey

don't make me sad, don't make me cry

sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, i don't know why

keep making me laugh

let's go get high

the road is long, we carry on

try to have fun in the meantime

come take a walk on the wild side

let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

you like your girls insane

so choose your last words, this is the last time

'cause you and i, we were born to die

ᴠᴀʏɴᴇ: ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

i paint my nails black

i dye my hair a darker shade of brown

'cause you like your women spanish

dark, strong and proud

i paint the sky black

you said if you could have your way

you'd make a nighttime all today

so it'd suit the mood with your soul

but, oh, what can i do

to turn you on

or get through you?

oh, what can i do?

life is beautiful

but you don't have a clue

sun and ocean blue

that magnificence

it don't make sense to you

black beauty, oh

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elsfairy · 11 months

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Okay this might just be because I'm really tired and am sending this at almost 3am but why can I imagine Sevika getting this when really drunk-

LMAOOOOO NO I AGREE. SHE DEFO GETS COME CRAZY SHIT WHEN SHES DRUNK. i also have never seen a duck holding a goddamn rocket launcher... HELLO??😭😭😭

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pathetic-sapphic · 9 months

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Hi! Can I ask you headcanons or anything else about jealousy arcane milfs x reader?)

Arcane milfs and jealousy

SEVIKA is already a pretty possessive person but she would never get mad at you. Most people in the Undercity know better than to try and flirtatiously approach the Scary Lady's partner. However, it seems like some idiots didn't get the memo and one of them happened to have the misfortune of hitting on you one night while Sevika and you were at the Last Drop. You left the comfiness of her lap in order to get refills for the two of you as your girlfriend continued to play cards. Letting you off with a short peck to your cheek and a ''Be back soon, baby'', she lets you off while fondly staring at your *ahem* backside before she brings her attention back to the game. Quickly notices you're taking your sweet time and realizes why as soon as she brings her gaze to you and sees some dirtbag blocking your way while being uncomfortably close to you. The scared look on your usually smiling face is enough for her to quickly stride over to the scene and, with a growl and a strong hand, turn the idiot around to face her while putting on her best death stare. Apparently he isn't as dumb as he looks because he quickly puts two and two together, swiftly apologizes and bolts right out. With a protective hand around your back, Sevika whispers out a quiet question ''Are you okay, baby? How about we head home?'' and takes off after you quickly nod. That night, Sevika makes you scream her name so loudly so that both the people of Zaun and Piltover know who you belong to. From then on, Sevika makes sure to leave some mark of hers on you, whether that be a hickey or a piece of her clothing, it doesn't matter as long as the message is clear. You are hers and nobody else's.

GRAYSON does not get jealous or possessive easily. She trusts you more than anyone and trusts herself that she makes a good job of protecting you. However, people are bound to be attracted by your lovely and kind nature so sometimes she needs to send a clear signal of who you belong to. Such a situation occurs at one of those over-the-top Piltovian galas. With Grayson having to entertain high-class guests, you are left to your own devices. Not wanting to pressure your wife in making your feelings of boredom obvious, you quietly slip away onto the balcony, nursing your drink and enjoying the chill in the air. Hearing footsteps behind you, you turn around with a smile, thinking it was your beloved wife, only for your smile to quickly melt away at the sight of some rich, pompous Piltovian baron. With him blocking your only way of escape, you had to listen to his downright painful attempts at winning you over. It was all just corny and pathetic pick-up lines which made you wince and he wouldn't even let you get a word in so you couldn't outright tell him you're taken and uninterested. Thankfully, noticing your absence from the main hall, Grayson quickly comes to your rescue. With a simple ''Ah, there you are, beloved. I've been looking all over for you. Come now, let us take our leave, it's getting late.'', she takes your hand and kisses you without sparing a glance to the sputtering big shot. Sweeping you off from the gala and holding you by her side, Grayson assures you she could never be mad at you and apologizes if that man made you uncomfortable. Promises to protect you better in the future and keep a closer eye on any bumbling fools who are stupid enough to believe they might have a chance with her darling.

Although she does get jealous on occasion, CASSANDRA does her best to hide it as possessiveness is unacceptable feeling for someone of her status to experience. Unfortunately, by bottling up these feelings, she may come off as passive-aggressive. Of course, she doesn't mean to take it out on you, she knows you'd never try and make her feel that way on purpose but it still bothers her more than she'd like to let on. Once she notices a fellow Councilor of hers taking interest in you after one of your numerous visits to her workplace, Cassandra grows frustrated and, as much as she hates to admit it, she feels jealous. Glares at you as you make small talk to them, thinking they're just being nice and friendly. Of course you think that, you are way too kind to ever think ill of strangers and as much as Cassandra adores that about you, it also annoys her. Because how can you not see that they're blatantly and outright flirting with you? Making moves on her spouse?! But of course, rather than talking it out, Cassandra childishly pouts and avoids you until, a couple of days later, you force it out of her. This is why she was ignoring you and glaring whenever you visited her at work? Jealousy? As cute as it makes her seem, it also makes you mad because this could've been sorted out days ago! Reassuring her that you were oblivious to her colleagues intentions and that you only have your eyes on her, Cassandra admits defeat with a sigh, saying; ''I suppose my actions were quite immature. I'm sorry, my darling. It's just that the way they looked at you made my stomach tie up in ugly knots and I didn't know what to do but it was wrong of me to take it out on you. Please forgive me, I promise to make it up to you tonight once we're alone, alright?'' she asks you with a soft kiss to your forehead. Of course, you forgive her and she does her best to talk her feelings out in the future as she never wants to hurt you or make you feel ignored ever again.

AMBESSA is a rough, possessive and protective lover so making her jealous should be on the very bottom of your to-do list. Actually, scratch that. It shouldn't be there at all. Once you move to live with her in her residence in Noxus, you are assigned with a guard as your wife is a busy woman who still needs to make sure you are protected at all times, even if she isn't there. However, she quickly takes notice of the affection your assigned guard holds for you. And you, her sweet but oblivious darling, are none the wiser as you laugh at his jokes and thank him for his servitude towards you and your wife. It's safe to say that Ambessa is extremely displeased and barely holds back from having the guard executed. She lets him live but only because you asked so nicely and, oh, does she have a weak spot for you even when your actions seemingly pissed her off. She is willing to express mercy only for you. Sends the poor guy to the frontlines to send a message of what will happen to anyone who dares approach you in any way that they shouldn't. And now, she needs to take care of you. While Ambessa is aware you weren't doing that on purpose, she needs to teach you what will happen if you ever do try and show romantic affection to anyone that isn't her. Be prepared to not be able to walk for a few days as Ambessa truly takes her time marking you and making you feel so good that your mind will be wiped out of any thoughts that aren't about her. Don't worry, she isn't mad at you, she just needs to let it all out and this is the only way in which she knows how to release any pent-up emotions. Deep down, Ambessa is scared. Scared that you'll leave her, scared that she'll hurt you or make you feel unloved. She needs you to know that she appreciates you so so much and needs you by her side. In a moment of weakness, she collapses above your exhausted body, murmuring a quiet and, in her eyes, shameful, ''Don't leave me. Please darling, just stay by my side.'' With your eyes widening to her extremely rare and vulnerable display, you wound your shaking hands around her bare back and pull her in for an embrace, whispering how you're hers and no one else. Heaven nor hell could ever take you away from your beloved lady's side, not if you can help it.

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