Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

"Your mine, all mine"

(I realy recommend to listen to the song "My love mine all mine" while you read this chapter. Trust me.)

• The dim glow of the lantern flickers, casting long shadows on the walls as you lean back, arms wrapped around Sevika from behind. Her warmth is a familiar comfort, but tonight, it feels even more vital—like you're afraid she'll slip away if you let go for even a second.

• Her breath is steady, a rhythmic lull against your chest as you trace patterns on her arm, your fingers slow and deliberate.

• "You're mine, sugar. You know that, right?" Sevika murmurs, voice thick with exhaustion, but there's a tenderness in her words that she rarely shows.

• You smile softly, nuzzling into the back of her neck. The scent of her skin—leather, smoke, and something that smells like home—fills your senses. It’s grounding. It’s everything.

• She shifts slightly, her strong arm wrapping over yours, pulling you closer as if to reassure herself. Her usual roughness, the sharp edges of her world, all dissolve in the quiet of this moment.

• "All yours, Sevika. Always have been." You whisper into her skin, your words barely audible, but she hears them—always.

• She hums in response, but there's a moment of silence, something heavy lingering in the space between you. You know she’s not good with emotions, not good at letting herself be vulnerable. But tonight, she’s here. With you. And she’s letting go of her walls.

• The soft sound of her breathing fills the silence, and you tighten your hold on her, unwilling to break the fragile peace you’ve found together.

• You feel her fingers slide down your arm, tracing the path your hand had left moments ago, before her hand slips into yours. The simple connection, so quiet, so subtle, speaks volumes.

• "I never knew it could feel like this," she says, her voice barely above a whisper, thick with something raw. "I never knew how much I needed someone like you."

• You shift, lifting your chin to kiss the side of her neck. She doesn’t flinch, doesn’t pull away. She lets you. She lets herself be soft for you.

• Her hand moves to cradle your face, thumb brushing gently over your cheek as her gaze locks onto yours, searching you with a kind of intensity that makes your heart race.

• "My love, mine... all mine." Her words are steady now, confident, like a promise you can’t break, no matter how far the world drags you both.

• You smile, a gentle, heartfelt thing that takes root deep in your chest. There’s something so simple and beautiful about this moment.

• "Always, Sevika. All yours."

• She shifts, turning to face you, her eyes searching yours with a fierce need that both thrills and calms you.

• You both stay like that, close enough to feel each other’s heartbeat, the world outside forgotten as long as you're in each other’s arms.

• Time slows down. The rest of Zaun, with its constant noise and chaos, is nothing compared to the stillness between the two of you.

• Sevika’s thumb continues its slow, soothing rhythm over your skin, and you press your forehead to hers, closing your eyes to the overwhelming sense of peace she gives you.

• "You're everything to me, doll," she says, and the words don’t feel like just a promise—they feel like the truth, wrapped in the safety of her arms.

• You let the night carry you both, together in this moment, knowing that whatever happens, you will always be hers. "And you're everything to me."

• The world could fall apart tomorrow, but as long as you're in each other's arms, nothing else matters.