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BUHH ,HHHDJDF WUH,.

what are we, some kind of league of legends?

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crying im in love with her

Mechanic 🧰 Sevika

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i miss them so

-- warmup doodlew

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till it pulses her name in morse code

Last post of the year (had to be Sevika)

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you were a full time job I thought I'd never miss

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SIT ON ITTTT!!!!!!

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RAHH

The color Blue

warnings: SAD, I cried writing this, sevika mourning isha, descriptions of grief

WC: 830

Sevika is sitting in her office, sifting through documents when theres a knock at her door. She grants whoever is there entry. They enter the room carrying a package, it's an expensive looking box and Sevika rolls her eyes at how gaudy it looks. Leave it to Piltover to make their packages fancy for no good reason.

"From the Kirraman estate,"  the delivery person tells her. She hasn't interacted with Caitlyn in months, not since they fought deep in the underground. The arrival of a package puzzles her. But she's had too a long day of failing to agree with the other councilmembers to care too much about anything right now.

Sevika nods to a chair, "Set it over there."

The delivery person sets the box onto the chair then hurriedly leaves the room. Sevika resumes reading over the documents until her eyes hurt and her head aches. She was questioning her strength, how much longer she could handle councilors barring her progress whenever they could. Everytime she felt she was making strides in securing Zaun's future, they'd band against her and dismiss her proposals. She could handle their looks of disgust, she could handle when they mentioned her past with Silco, but she couldn't handle the pressure. She has to do something right by her people or what was the point in being a councilor at all?

Sevika shoves all the papers from her desk, dispirited from all her recent failures. She was so alone and she was falling apart all over again, just like when Silco died. She shoves the emotion down, not allowing herself to feel it until she was ready to unbox it.

Sevika looks over at the package, thinking that she might need the distraction. She leaves her desk, walking over to the chair the box in sat in. She has some trouble getting it open, only having one arm. She can't wear her mechanical arm while up Topside, it's been considered a weapon and banned.

Eventually the package breaks open and what's inside breaks her. Her entire body is uncomfortably hot, like someone replaced all her blood with lightning. Inside the box was Isha's little hat. It was more tattered and torn than it was the last time she saw it. Gods, what did her little baby go through? Tucked next to her hat, was a letter. 

Sevika plucks the letter from the box, unfolding the paper to read the contents.

"I went back to where it happened. Not that I could change anything but just to remember. I ended up finding this and I couldn't just leave it there. I'm sorry I couldnt save her. I heard what she is to you so maybe you need this more than I do.

-Vi"

The note begins to blur then Sevika realizes she is crying. Her tears continue to obscure her vision and wet the letter, smudging the words. She tries to wipe them away with her wrist but new tears replace them immediately.

She can't do this right now, can't have these emotions. She can't breathe. Each word on the paper, each feeling she shoved below her chest came back without permission to choke her. They wrapped their fingers around her throat and wouldn't let go, no matter how much she scratched at then. She needs to fight this off, needs to survive the threat trying to kill her.

Sevika throws her body around, throws anything she can grab. There's no point in it, just run and push and shove until the grief releases its chokehold. But it's not letting go. She can't hear the bookshelf crashing onto the floor, just sees her hand shoving item after item. This usually worked, why wasn't it working this time?

The grief weakens her and she sinks into the floor, not able to stop the tears. It's the worst pain she's felt. But as soon as she lays on the floor, grabbing Isha's hat from where she left it and holds it to her chest, the grief stops choking her. Instead it hugs her back. Isha was too sweet, too beautiful.

Sevika reminisced the moments they had together. Where Isha would fall asleep in her arms, head resting on her shoulder. When Sevika would tease Isha for practically being Jinx's shadow. How Isha mimicked Sevika, making a little cardboard arm to fit over her own and they'd playfight.

Sevika is so proud of Isha but so angry that she was so familiar with violence. Sevika tried all she could to keep her away from it. But that little girl couldnt stay away. Or maybe violence couldnt stay away from her. Maybe violence chased Isha until peace took her.

Sevika forgets time as she remembers Isha for the first time, thinking of every beautiful thing that little girl was. Isha was the color blue. Isha was little rabbit ears. Isha was a head nuzzling into her shoulder. Isha was the reason Sevika fought. Isha is the reason Sevika fights.

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COWBOY SEVIKA COWBOY SEVIKA RAAAGH

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chipped paint

or; isha paints sevikas nails :33

Sevika playfully rolled her eyes at Isha. She didn't think that after so much loss in her life that she would be able to find so much adoration inside of herself, again. The little girl who sat in front of her huffed, shoving something into Sevika's arms. She looked down, realizing Isha had given her two little bottles of nail polish. Pink and blue.

She raised a brow at the girl, "What, you wanna paint your nails? You already have these colors on," she questioned, a bit confused. Isha shook her head and grabbed Sevika's arms. She gently ran her little hand over the tips of Sevika's fingers, then gently touched Sevika's brand new arm, making contact with the shark teeth Jinx had carved into it. Sevika pursed her lips.

"You wanna paint mine?" Sevika asked, to which Isha grinned and nodded. Sevika sighed and gave the girl a soft smile. She couldn't say no to her, and Isha knew it.

wip! still writing 3:

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Those who shine brightest, often burn fastest

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what ambessa sees

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like yes ok ofc i am living for top / dom sevika bc shes so fine and huge and im in love with her BUT have you considered pathetic whiny bratty bottom sevika? OK ?

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Sevika's first day as a counselor

My baby standing up to the snobs that treated her people horribly for years <3333

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this is what happened in think i dont know

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If nobody got me I know drawing a little deer in ominous situations got me

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so glad to be fixated on this show again. 2017 me going craaazy