To All Y’all Graduating, Finishing A Semester, Thinking About Starting School, Leaving School, Looking

“the arcane stirs within you” he wanted her so fucking bad y'all

🎸𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 | 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤! 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐱 𝐦𝐞𝐥 🎸

18+ minors please dni

content warnings: there’s honestly none! it’s sweet and i had a lot of fun. if people like it and are interested i’ll probably consider a part 2.

based off this ask 🎸

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✮⚡︎ sevika’s band name is The Z Rebels. they’re pretty big in zaun and even book shows in piltover surprisingly. sevika loved that she could rock out with her bass guitar and either hide in the foggy shadows on stage or stand right on edge and enthrall everyone with just her fingers.

✮⚡︎ she had unexpectedly met mel as the z rebels were setting up for their latest gig at a semi-fancy night club. mel commanded the room by the mere presence of walking in and popping her gum far too loudly. sevika couldn’t take her eyes off of mel either. she wore her hair in two large puffs in shapes of stars. sevika found herself loving mel’s two braids adorned with beads.

✮⚡︎ mel was one of the z rebels biggest fans. moving to piltover in somewhat exile hadn’t squashed her self expression or interest. she had found another punk scene in piltover thanks to the efforts of the zaun community. it slowly trickled into piltover but she enjoyed more the underground scene in zaun. so when she heard they were performing in piltover mel jumped on the opportunity to help with anything.

✮⚡︎ mel’s favorite member of the band, of course, was sevika. she loved the range of emotions sevika could invoke with just her bass. and it helped sevika was insanely attractive. mel had come to the night club in hopes of catching sevika alone. she watched as the band did sound checks with a noticeable excitement radiating off of her.

✮⚡︎ it was sevika who had made the first move. she could feel mel’s eyes on her the entire sound check. taking account of mel green eyes lighting up when sevika practiced her solo. sevika doesn’t think she could have resisted mel anyway. because the second sevika hopped off of stage and crossed to mel—the younger woman shot out of her chair with a huge smile. her plaid skirt was frayed and sewed with patches of other material. when sevika got closer she almost stumbled backwards. the club lights didn’t do mel any justice.

✮⚡︎ mel found it exceptionally easy to talk with sevika despite being star struck. sevika’s dry humor and slight awkwardness allowed mel to feel comfortable around sevika. and sevika could not pull her eyes away from the green ones that looked up at her with such fondness and adoration.

✮⚡︎ sevika certainly had slept with a few groupies. most of the band did. it’s not the reason she started but it certainly made playing fun when they were sometimes so severely underpaid from gigs. but for some reason she couldn’t bring herself to drag mel into a bathroom stall. sevika knew mel deserved more than that.

✮⚡︎ mel and sevika met up the following day at local restaurant in zaun. when mel suggested it—sevika rambled on with slight offense that mel didn’t need to placate her. she could afford to eat in piltover despite not wishing to. but when mel defiantly spoke back and told sevika to get over herself—well sevika did just that.

✮⚡︎ it was very much a surprise to the other band members when mel started attending all their gigs. and it was even more of a surprise when sevika wrote her first song. the idea dawned on her when mel rested her chin and hand on sevika’s stomach after a session of lovemaking. a word sevika would normally never use.

✮⚡︎ sevika’s song to mel was an instant hit. they were getting interests for a record deal. and potentially a proper tour. sevika twirled mel around in her arms once they signed their first deal. mel had offered to look over the contract and even get them a good lawyer.

✮⚡︎ people have made assumptions mel is the cash cow for the z rebels. which isn’t true. if they need something mel is the last person they’ll ask. mel also never offers unless it’s something dire. she knows how important it is for the entire band to say they worked hard. blood sweat and tears. but she adores throwing after parties in her penthouse for them. she loves having the unity of zaun and piltover be initiated through a fucking punk rock band.

✮⚡︎ and mel’s job…well…one day she’s a painter. the next day she’s a writer. for a brief period she became the band’s photographer until vi pointed out she only took pictures of sevika. not like sevika cared too much. sevika knew mel was a trust fund baby but it didn’t bother her as it should’ve. mel never flashed her money or made sevika feel bad about her own upbringings.

✮⚡︎ eventually mel ended up selling her penthouse and her one and only big gift to the group was buying them their own home in zaun. it wasn’t perfect and needed lots of renovations. but she loved seeing sevika in her tank tops and work pants carrying around lumber and bags of concrete. and when mel’s and sevika room was done—mel took the time to create a mural in their room that reminded her of the love growing between her and sevika.

a younger sevika with long hair!

PEOPLE WHO WRITE FOR MODERN!SEVIKA!!! HOW DID SHE LOSE HER ARM IN YOUR AU I NEED IDEAS!!!!!

me whenever y'all draw long haired sevika

Tim Sale's muscular Catwoman appreciation:

you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.

god bless girlcock and a full bush 🫶🏾💕

It feels like this every time I write a fic