• Sevika’s frustration would flare up the moment she notices you pushing yourself too hard again. She’s warned you before, but it feels like you’re ignoring her.
• Her tone would be sharp and filled with concern as she confronts you, voice low, but holding that unmistakable edge. “How many times do I have to tell you to slow the hell down?”
• When you don’t listen, Sevika would get irritated, her anger rising. She’d make it clear that she’s not trying to baby you, but rather looking out for you. “I’m not treating you like a child. I’m trying to keep you from falling apart.”
• The more you push back, the more her frustration grows, but so does her worry. It’s not about you being weak; it’s about her trying to protect you from your own stubbornness.
• If you refuse to accept help, Sevika’s voice would drop even further, becoming colder. “It’s not about you being helpless, but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna watch you run yourself into the ground.”
• The tension would build as she steps closer to you, every word dripping with a mix of anger and concern. “I’m not gonna stand by and let you break because you’re too proud to stop.”
• Her hands would clench into fists, trying to hold back the urge to shake you, but there’s a palpable ache in her eyes, a soft pleading behind the sternness.
• Despite the hard exterior, Sevika is secretly afraid of what might happen if you keep pushing yourself. “I don’t care if you think I’m smothering you, I care about you. And I’m not letting you destroy yourself.”
• If she finally hears you admit you’re wrong, Sevika’s anger would subside, but her tone would remain serious, trying to keep you from ever doing it again. “Promise me you’ll listen next time. I can’t keep watching you do this to yourself.”
• She’d let out a heavy sigh, her hands gently pulling you closer, softening as she strokes your hair. “I don’t care how strong you are. You don’t have to do everything alone. Let me take care of you sometimes.”
• As she holds you, her usual snark would return, her lips curling into a slight smirk. “Now, get some damn rest before I have to drag you to bed myself.”
• Sevika would never admit it out loud, but you’re her soft spot, and she’ll always try to protect you—even if it means having tough conversations.
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Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°
Fanfictionokay so since nobody realy writes any headcanons about this god damn fine looking women (i swear she is killing me TT) i decided to do it myself. this will basically be only about Sevika, like the titel already said. The first page is for request, i...
