Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

You're drunk

• Sevika would notice right away when you start acting off, her sharp eyes catching the subtle signs of you being drunk—loose movements, slow speech, and the way you’re grinning too much.

• She’d raise an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips as she watches you wobble. “Look at you, sugar. You’re a mess already.”

• If you try to tell her you’re fine, Sevika would cross her arms and step closer, her tone low but amused. “Yeah? Then why’re you swaying like a damn tree in the wind?”

• She wouldn’t scold you too harshly, but you can tell she’s not happy about it. “I told you to slow down, didn’t I?” She’d keep you close, making sure you don’t get any ideas about trying to leave.

• Sevika wouldn’t let you walk alone, though she’d keep her hands on you firmly. “Easy there, princess,” she’d mutter when you try to move too quickly, her voice soft but steady.

• If you try to get feisty or play around with her, she’d keep a hand on your shoulder or waist, using her strength to hold you still. “Settle down, doll. I’m not in the mood to chase after you tonight.”

• She’d let you talk nonsense for a bit, finding it amusing but also a little concerning. “You’re cute when you’re drunk, but I’m not carrying you home, so you better get yourself together.”

• If you try to be stubborn or argue with her, Sevika’s gaze would harden, but there’s a softness behind it. “Don’t make me carry you, princess. I’ll drag your ass if I have to.”

• When you slur your words or lean too much into her, Sevika’s grip on you would tighten, her voice calm but firm. “No, you’re not walking around like that. Stay right here, sugar.”

• She’d sit you down somewhere comfortable, making sure you’re not too hot or too cold. “You’re staying put, no wandering off. I’m not watching you trip over yourself again.”

• If you start apologizing for being a mess, she’d brush it off with a quiet chuckle. “It’s fine, princess. Just don’t do it again next time.”

• Sevika would make sure you drink some water, pushing it toward you and muttering, “You need this more than you know.”

• She wouldn’t baby you too much, but she’d keep you close, making sure you’re not getting into trouble. "If you puke, I swear to god, you're cleaning it up."

• When it’s time to head home, Sevika would make sure you’re supported, guiding you along with her arm around you. “One foot in front of the other, sugar.”

• She wouldn’t let you go to sleep without making sure you’re safe, tucking you in and brushing a strand of hair out of your face. “Sleep it off, princess. I’m not gonna let you do anything stupid.”

• When you wake up the next morning, Sevika would be right there, looking at you with a mix of amusement and slight annoyance. “You feel like dying yet, or are you ready to listen to me next time?”

• Despite her gruffness, it’s clear she cares—she’d be the first to make sure you’re okay, even if she’s not saying it out loud.