My memory has failed me. My past haunts me. My decisions bite back at me with ferociousness not even a tiger would be able to achieve. I don't know how much I've lost just doing it... But I know for a fact, that if I just sat there and didn't do anything, I would've lost far more. No matter how dark the tunnel I thread through gets, I know that there are people out there that I can rely on to light up the way for me. Those people are to be protected at all cost. The ones in the center of my heart, all with caring and nurturing souls. I won't let any of them falter, for I know that they were the crutches that helped me walk when I couldn't. Make the cost my life, and I'll still pay the price. Nothing will get past me, mark my words. Cover art by @aloliindisguise, Syuen's most faithful commander.

I don't know what happened, when it happened, or why it happened, but I've suddenly found myself developing feelings towards this flimsy researcher. So much so, that I got inspired to do an entire smutfic about her, and then made it so this is an "Anniversary Present" towards my readers. This fic takes place in the Caring Soul universe, where the plot is altered significantly, but the characters remain their same lovable selves. If you don't know about Caring Soul, you can find it on my profile, it's my most prized work and the one I've dedicated countless hours to. Apologies if I use too many headcanons for Abe, as outside of her character in Grave, she is not all that well developed. She is dedicated, resilient, and caring, that much is known from Old Tales. But outside of that? Not much... This is my first time writing a smutfic so if you have any critiques for me, please do send them forward! I'll appreciate anything I can get, even if it isn't positive! I love improving just as much as I love writing, so do not be afraid to voice your opinion!

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋, 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔!❞ ៸៸ ʬʬ.elcome ⇢ ARCANE fans ⁾ ゛ 一 ᯭ ˓˓ a Sevika x fem!reader fic ᩬ 🧚‍♂️ ‹ nsfw ｡ 11.04.24 ꜜ wlw ⸼ ⸼ ⸼ ⸼ [ sevika x fem!reader] [mature content] [lesbian]

All rights of the characters and plot go to the show Arcane League of Legends and also Riot. I only own Y/n and the few characters that are connected to her that are not originally in the show. Y/n L/n, born and raised in Zuan, is introduced to Violet and Powder, who flip her world around. Read as the group grow up and break apart, and find out if anything good will come of them in the end. (In this story I made Y/n female, but you can imagine her however you want)

❝𝐀𝐈𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓...❞ ★━━━━━━✞━━━━━━★ ➪ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʳᵉᵇᵒʳⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵍᵘⁿ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃⁿᵈ, ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵉˢʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ʰᵃⁿᵈ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵗᵃˡˡⁱᶜ ʷᵉᵃᵖᵒⁿˢ ᶠᵃᶜᵗᵒʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳˢ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃʳᵐ. ᵂʰᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᶠʳᵉᵉˡᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵍᵘᵃʳᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵏⁱˡˡᵉʳ⁻ᶠᵒʳ⁻ʰⁱʳᵉ, ᵒʳ ᵃˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒʳᵖᵒʳᵃᵗᵉ ᶜʸᵇᵉʳˢᵒˡᵈⁱᵉʳˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉⁿᶠᵒʳᶜᵉ ᵇᵘˢⁱⁿᵉˢˢ ᵈᵉᵃˡˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃⁿʸ'ˢ "ᴮˡᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᵖᵉʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ." ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˡⁱᵗᵉ ᶠⁱᵍʰᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵃᶜʰⁱⁿᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʸᴮᴱᴿᴾᵁᴺᴷ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ. ★━━━━━━✞━━━━━━★ ↳[ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ ᴇᴅɢᴇʀᴜɴɴᴇʀꜱ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋɪᴡɪ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ.]

Wrong City, Wrong People. The World of Cyberpunk is wild, unhinged and full of surprises, maybe in a better world you could have been more than a cutthroat runner. But in night city? No chance choom

City of dreamers full of endless potential - yet I feel like I am the only one drifting.

Prison is a nice place to live if one knows how to keep the rats at bay. Growing up on the streets of Zaun, you know how to spread poison and take a few hits, but giving up your freedom just like that is not on your bucket list. All the better for your plan to reshuffle your cards when a new inmate is transferred to the lower levels of Stillwater Hold prison. She's out for blood. And you are in need of a distraction.

You were born and raised in the Undercity of Zaun. You and your brother Ekko did everything you could to survive in this cut-throat place. You managed to get by on your own by working at Benzo's. One day, you meet Vi and Powder during a fighting demonstration and everything changes. When disaster strikes, you do what you have to in order to survive. Unfortunately, years later, you're still trying to heal and find your way. You're plagued by voices, an uncontrollable bloodlust, and all you want to do is protect your brother and your home.

Piltover, the city of progress. Zaun, the undercity left to rot Like day and night, these two are destined to clash time and time again- Always ending in bloodshed, always ending in tragedy It is in places like this, that the innocent cannot last, and Powder is about to discover that firsthand