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darkbackalley · 2 years

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Silco x Male reader - Stolen Ruby Hearts

A short Drabble about how you came to work for Silco/caught his interest. Warning: mention of gun (not fired, just used for a threat) reader is a thief(only steals what they need to survive type tho. I apologize for how short this is too. Fem blogs/fem aligned blogs and ageless blogs DNI

Great… just great.’ You thought to yourself as you ran from thugs. You swerved into an alley and dove into a dumpster. The thugs ran in, hot on your tail before stopping, confused. “He ran into here, didn’t he?” One said. The other started talking acing around, looking behind crates and boxes. “He must be in here somewhere then.” You tried to bury yourself deeper in the trash, resulting in the plastic bags crinkling around. Suddenly, the top was thrown off, and the thugs glared down at you with crooked teeth. “Well Jim, looks like we found ‘im.” They pulled you out of the dumpster harshly before pulling you out of the alley and in the direction you were running away from.

“So. Y/n. I hear you’re quite the accomplished thief.” The thugs’ boss sat before you, analyzing your figure. I want to commission you for a robbery.” You looked at him and scoffed. “I don’t do commissions, nor am I a thief. I just do what I have to to get by-“ Jim had held a gun to your head. “Precisely. You do what you have to to get by. Well in this case, it’s either accept the commission, or die.” Their boss gave you a sick smile before turning to pour a glass of whiskey. You sighed heavily before pushing the gun away from your head. “Fine. So what am I stealing? A ring? A book? Keys? Ca-“ “you’re stealing a necklace. And not just any necklace. No, you’ll be stealing the ruby necklace that is in the last drop.” You froze. “Silco runs that place, you asshat. There’s no way if even be able to get in, much less steal a necklace that’s probably kept in his office. That’s just straight-up suicide!” The man rose from his seat, menacingly stalked towards you before adjusting himself to your level, and saying quite frankly: “I know.” He turned and signalled to his thugs who pulled you out the door. Just before it closed, you heard “-and if you’re successful and come back alive, we’ll discuss wage.”

The pavement was muddy when you landed on it. The thugs closed the carriage door and you saw Jim give you a look of sympathy. You stood up quickly and looked around, unfamiliar with the more lit-up places in Zaun. After observing the tavern for a while, and determining a plan of attack, you waltzed towards the back door and flipped yourself up onto the fire escape. The roof had an entryway, something that you were counting on. You crept down the stairs and slowly made your way to the end of a long hall, where you assumed the boss would be. I’m every few seconds you looked back to make sure there was no one there. After you were met with silence of the other side of Silco’s door, you decided to go ahead and pick the lock. Upon entering, you were stunned to see how bright it was, and how cleanly it was compared to the rest of the dingy tavern. Multiple half walls connected certain parts of the room to others, making the little passageways appear long and narrow. You located the necklace in the display box to the left of his desk. You opened it with ease, not making a sound. But just as you were about to grab the necklace, the doorknob started to turn, and you panicked. You dove behind on of the half walls and prayed that you wouldn’t be found. There were footsteps that entered the room, walked over to the case, which was still open, you kicked yourself. Then the footsteps stopped. Until you felt a cold metal hit your collarbone. With a glance down, you could make out rubies, and with a glance up, you were met with Silco’s orange and seafoam eyes. “This is the one you wanted, wasn’t it darling?” He spoke smoothly, almost coaxing you out of the corner you had taken up residency in. “I-I can explain..” were the first words to come out of your mouth. “Hm? Well by all means, do explain. And please don’t leave out how you got by my security, I think I’ll have to check up on them soon…” he almost sounded amused as you struggled to find the words to culminate sentences. “-I didn’t wanna die so I just said yes, even though I knew I probably wouldn’t come back from this. I’m not a thief. They just made me one.” He stood in front of you, calmly analyzing your body language. “Well then, if they aren’t expecting you back, would you like to work for me?”

#lol x male reader #league of legends #silco x reader #silco #silco x male reader #male reader #x male reader #male reader insert #bottom male reader #top male reader #league of legends x male reader #silco headcanon #lol silco #silco fanfic #silco imagine #character x reader #character x male reader #character x y/n

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rosesraeken · 7 months

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got bored. missed editing. made an edit 😌

#i posted it on tiktok with the user at the bottom #cause i didn’t want to post it on my art acc #i need to stop having different users for every fucking acc i have 😭😭#arcane #arcane edit #jinx #jinx arcane #vi #vi arcane #caitlyn arcane #silco arcane #jinx edit #vi edit #caitlyn arcane edit #jinx arcane edit #vi arcane edit #my edit

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sweatandwoe · 1 year

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silco constantly talked shit to marcus not because he was being rude but because marcus has a degradation kink and it's the most covert way the two can foreplay without revealing themselves.

Marcus needs another word other than hate.

Hate doesn't seem to encompass how much he hates himself or hates Silco. It's burning up in him, rising up to his face while Silco is smirking at him, just slightly enough to know it's pointed, deliberate.

"So red, Marcus." The Eye of Zaun makes a slow step forward, falling into an easy stride over to the wall. "I never would've thought the Sheriff of Piltover would've gotten so riled up in a meeting."

Marcus turns his head, the only way to avoid Silco's gaze, but it only lasts a moment. Fingers dig into his jaw, turning his head roughly to stare into Silco's eyes, even in the slight slouch he's in, he's still taller than the other man, yet he still feels horribly small in comparison.

It sends a shiver down his spine, one Silco doesn't miss. His fingers turn loose, moving down to grasp at his neck, and Marcus' wrists flex in their bindings, his back aligning against the wooden beam he's trapped to. "Be happy I didn't call you a whore then because you certainly are one. My personal whore."

Marcus shivers again, deciding he very much no longer hates this. "Silco-"

"If I wanted you to speak, Marcus, I'd let you know." His hand moves lower, across the bare skin until they hook into his trousers. Marcus now realized why Silco had wanted to leave them on, so he could be the one to strip the enforcer. "Whores are only meant to be heard in whines, moans, and crying out my name. So be a good whore, Marcus," His fingers begin to unbutton, lips dragging below his ear, down to mark at the Sheriff's throat, "and don't speak until I tell you to."

#short top tall bottom #marcus likes feeling small sometimes and Silco likes feeling big #dynamic works #silco x marcus #slighty spicy here #mdni #silco #marcus arcane #arcane

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artistic-lj · 28 days

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I made an Arcane game for my coding class and figured I'd share it here & also Reddit (but we'll see how long it takes until people start being weird and annoying and I might take it down)

It's kinda rudimentary but yk, I tried and thought you guys might enjoy

Anyway, spoiler warning I guess

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mobydyke · 2 years

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I don't understand people who are upset with villains. watching a character you love suffer is one of the best parts of consuming media. why are you all anti character conflict

#reading a fic that checks all the boxes for me (actual whump‚ over 50k‚ little dialogue) and i just. love good stories and characters!!!#sometimes I love an antagonist because they make the protagonist that I love suffer #and sometimes I love an antagonist because the protagonist makes them suffer #either way I love watching characters hit rock bottom and have to come back up. and I love watching other characters send them there #a fictional character has more in common with the fictional chair they're sitting in than you or me so. love villains go wild live ur life #ace txt #the izzy hands icon makes this i think btw #(this post is also brought to you by my friend bullying me for liking silco in arcane)

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vibeechecker · 2 years

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hi. just realized in ep three, when silco begins embracing powder (jinx), you can see small movement of her huddling in closer (mainly in her legs, but a bit in her upper body) all she wanted was someone to console her, and there’s probably so much relief with silco not just being “nope,” but actually giving her that consolation. she’s given that comfort and so she buries in it.

Anyways, time to go cry again.

#arcane #silco #powder #jinx #silco and powder #powder and silco #silco and jinx #jinx and silco #dadco #currrentllyyy crying #i added the gif to hopefully help #it might be a bit hard to see apologies #i think the bottom is a cut off a lil

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konstitunia · 2 years

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#a reminder that Silco’s eye glows in the dark #artists on tumblr #art #fan art #artwork #my art #fanart #artist #arcane silco #arcane fanart #arcane #silco #cats #turn the lights off #undercity #shimmer #the bottom left cat on the second picture is def my fav #don’t do drugs kids or you’re gonna look like that cat

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goddessofroyalty · 2 years

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Zaun Family genetic inheritence

I finally did it - the “actually compare the characters faces” inheritance chart for Zaun Family (it’s under the cut).

Have to say I did not think I would be able to point to as much of Viktor as I was.

Also things like skin tone are a bit of a guess because the lighting makes it a bit hard to get a clear read of them (and I don’t have access to their wrists to do a vein check).

#Arcane #Arcane omegaverse #omegaverse #Arcane mpreg #mpreg #Zaun Family #Ramblings of the Goddess #Silco Arcane #Vander Arcane #Viktor Arcane #Claggor Arcane #Mylo Arcane #Viktor's nose width/nostrils is actually a genes cancelling out common ground #but it was easier to point out that he definitively got some of it from Vander #while the actual length/root is all Silco #than explain that with my little arrows #And Mylo is a bit like they put the top of Vander's face on the bottom of Silco's #which probably explains why he looks that awkward out of propotion #He's very broad and then very narrow

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vasiktomis · 2 years

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Said this before but really imagine being in Silco’s shoes getting played by Jayce like that. Boy didn’t even give him a moment to be angry he just walked away and left him to stew in his rage all alone before going home to get wasted and cry openly on a statue in public. Fucking demolished.

#his most relatable scenes are the ones where he’s at absolute rock bottom yknow #red.txt #silco #Jayce doing us proud #arcane spoilers

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astudyincontrasts · 2 years

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but what about dom!bottom silco though :'(

I’m a little lost here nonny maybe it’s just the cold meds idk

#asks #to reiterate #everybody gets the Silco they want #top bottom switch ace it is all delicious every flavor #I was half giving purps a hard time bc I love her and half just asserting my head canon on the leg crossing debate #did you mean like #power bottom silco?

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sweatandwoe · 1 year

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wait the Marcus x Silco stuff wasn't a joke 😰😟

Absolutely fucking not. Shipping these two unironically, they'd hate fuck

Rewatch those scenes of Silco and Marcus interacting and they wanna fuck. No way Marcus would let this bossy lil rat man say and do all that shit to him if he didn't like it a little.

He's just such a stressed out busy man. He's running the enforcers,dealing with the council. So maybe he gets a reprieve because Silco is actually the easiest to deal with in comparison. Silco just straight up tells him what to do, in a condescending way that gets under his skin. Because God he hates him, he hates him so much he can't stop thinking about him. Stares at his mouth when he gets berated next time because he wants to punch out those crooked teeth, not because he wants to kiss him. He hates him so much. God he can't stop coming back, getting Silco to order him around, and he really wishes Silco would order him to do something fucked up because Marcus has no idea how to ask him to kiss him, to tell him he thinks about him all the time, how he imagines how they're both single fathers who lost the one person who meant the most to them, that he wonders if Silco gets lonely to, and he hates him, he hates him, he hates him, he loves-

Anyway yeah, normal about these two

#tempted to make a serious canon somewhat compliant one shot about these two #just titling it: marcus discovers bottoming and has a crisis #silco x marcus #sweaty asks

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cherubfae · 2 months

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"you take me so well" || arcane x reader

With Silco, Viktor, Jayce, Vi, Caitlyn, & Jinx

I don't accept NSFW requests!

tags: fem!reader, female anatomy, smut, established relationships, reader is implied late 20s (Vik), late 20s-early 30s firelight reader (Silco), toy use, vik's reader also uses a cane!!, pet names

a/n: lmao me writing these like I don't have my bestie and I in mind for our faves <3

Silco

Smoke from his snuffed out cigar lingers in the air, mixed so sweetly with his fine cologne and aftershave. It's one of the few things you can focus on as Silco drills his drooling cock deep into your pussy. You grip the edge of his desk, your board tossed in the corner of his office, legs hooked loosely around his waist gasping with every drag of his pelvic bone against your achy clit. His grunts are wild, unhinged. His blunt nails leave crescent-shaped marks on your skin as he yanks you deeper onto his cock, his balls making a wet pap pap pap with every delicious thrust. "Such a good girl for me, darling. What would your poor leader think of you sleeping with the enemy? Being fucked so tenderly on the Eye of Zaun's cock? Oh my love--! My cock was truly made for you, hmm? Utterly divine." His lips smash to yours, fingers intertwined together.

Viktor

Ever the gentleman, at first, Viktor slowly lowers you down onto his thick cock. His large hands shift from your thighs to grip your hips, pressing you down gently til he bottoms out. "There, love, see? You always take me much better when you're amply prepped for my dick. You're such a sweetheart for me, I must reward your patience." His smirk curls, lips finding your neck. Viktor's hand gently strokes your leg, easing what pain and discomfort he could. He wouldn't move until you told him to. He knows how much you enjoy cock warming him. <3

Jayce

A soft whimper bubbles in the back of his throat, his cock head breaching your lubed, velvet walls with a gentle push. So warm and inviting, the intoxicating feeling of you wrapped around is just what he needs after a long, stressful day in the lab. His girth is impossibly thick, it's taken a lot of practice and prep for your tiny cunt to be able to take him. Jayce is always gentle with you, big thumb circling your clit in hopes to chase away any discomfort. "Shh, shh, I know it's big, baby, you're taking me so damn well. Want to stop? No? Okay, okay. Let me get some more lube, yeah? Oh, fuck, pretty girl. I felt you clench. God, I ache for you, baby."

"Fuck baby," she hisses, sinking you down further on her pink strap. Her hips stutter, raw muscle flexing beneath the strap's harness pressing into the meat of her thighs. She rears herself back, until the pink head of the dildo is almost entirely exposed before pushing back in with her hips flushed to yours. "You're so stretched out on my cock, lovely. So fuckin' perfect." Vi purrs, swallowing your moan with her lips.

Caitlyn

Tender kisses are peppered all over your face, her long hair falling in front of her face. She's smiling down at you, looking like an angel sprawled against her pillow. Your pretty lips drawn open into a wanton gasp, hips jumping up as her deep blue strap sinks into you fully. The strap buzzes to life, Caitlyn giggles at your little yelp. It melts into desperate pants and eager rolls of your hips. She's more than happy to oblige as she pins your knees to your chest and fucks you into her mattress. "That's it, love. You look so pretty taking my cock like a good girl. Oh, does that feel good, baby? I'm glad. You look so lovely, all fucked out and flushed. Such a pretty little thing."

Jinx

Her face hides at the back of your neck, hips pounding against your ass. Her lithe fingers curl around the messy sheets, her other hand curled at your hip. Glancing down at where you two meet, Jinx all but snarls out a moan, picking up the pace. The way the electric blue strap buries itself deep within your pussy is such an addicting site. One that makes her froth at the mouth, nails biting into your skin. "You should see how fuckin' well you take me, princess. Fits like a fuckin' dream, your cunt is practically drooling f'me!"

|| please don't repost, reuse, or edit my works in any way! I do not give permission. Tumblr is the only site where I post. All characters belong to their rightful owner and the story belongs to me © CHERUBFAE 2024 ||

#arcane imagines #arcane x reader #arcane x you #arcane smut #silco x reader #viktor x reader #jayce x reader #vi x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader #caitlyn x reader #jinx x reader #cherubfae 2024

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archangeldyke-all · 13 days

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Something with like cellmate prisoner!sevika?! 😭😭😭 idk I just think like her being all dangerous and powerful, having a shit ton of friends but like selectively, no one messing with her maybe even hating how just mean she is. And then comes in reader and yk. I’d love if the story was smutty but u can chose ofc 🫦

i love this so much

men and minors dni

living in zaun is shit. but the one thing that's always kept you and a majority of your fellow citizens in line, was the ever-looming presence of stillwater prison just a few miles away. you've watched countless people enter those prison walls. you know very few who ever came back out.

and now, through a series of unfortunate events that lead to you assaulting an undercover enforcer, you're going to find out first hand just how horrible stillwater really is.

you don't think you've ever been so nervous in your life as the enforcer guides you-- restrained and already hating the itchy fabric of your new life-long uniform--down a long, long hall of cells.

he's chewing a wad of bubblegum, casually, like you aren't about to piss yourself with nerves. "listen kid." he says, looking you up and down. "i read your file. seems like you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time." he says, shrugging. "no prior arrests, clean record-- honestly i'm surprised they sent you here, but i guess you did break marcus' nose." the enforcer chuckles here.

"you know that asshole?" you ask. the man guiding you snorts.

"'s my boss." he mumbles. beside you, a prisoner lunges at the bars of their cell, screaming at you. you jump, and the guard laughs. "as i was sayin'-- you seem like a real peach. like you'd be a good influence on some of our... rougher prisoners." he mumbles.

dread starts to curl in your stomach. you have a pretty good idea of where this conversation is headed, and you don't like the outcome. you just hope you aren't cellmates with someone real bad: like genie the counter-fitter who got caught two years ago; esmee the weapons expert who successfully set an entire square block of piltover's wealthiest neighborhood ablaze; or, god forbid, sevika.

she'd been caught just weeks ago, smuggling an entire airship's worth of shimmer into piltover's loading docks. it was big fucking news.

sevika's a big fucking deal.

and you want absolutely nothing to do with her.

which is why, of course, the guard pulls you to a stop right outside of the only cell with a light on, the low, dim glow of a reading lamp and the quick flickering light of a lighter. you feel like you're gonna barf.

sitting in the shadows of the cell, puffing on a hand-rolled cigarette, sits sevika, silco's second in command.

if he's the eye of zaun, she's the arm. he might be watching-- but she's doing. she's nothing but bad news; everything you've tried your best to avoid while living in the undercity.

well, look how well that turned out for you.

"sevika, meet your new cellmate." the enforcer calls out. a pair of silver eyes snap up from her book and lock on yours. you shiver.

"fucks' wrong with her?" she mumbles. you gulp.

"nervous, i'd assume. 's her first-offense." the guard says. he shoves you into the cell and you jump as the bars slam shut behind you. "you ladies have fun." he says, before turning and walking away, the smacks of his gum echoing behind him.

sevika inspects you from her chair.

"how'd you fuck up so bad you ended up in a cell with me from your first offense?" she asks, seemingly intrigued.

"punched an undercover enforcer." you whisper. sevika's eyebrow hitches up, a little amused.

"yeah?"

"think his name was marcus, or something." you mumble. she sputters.

"ha! really!?" she asks, a little smile growing on her face. you nod. she takes a drag off her cigarette, then points at the bunk beds. "i get bottom. don't go thinkin' 'cause we're cellmates it means you get to touch my shit. i got people outside pullin' big favors for met to get shit like this." she gestures to her cigarettes and lamp. you nod. "don't look so nervous. i won't bite unless you piss me off."

you try to stop shivering. you don't succeed. "s-sorry."

she studies you for a moment, her smile growing as she does. though she's no longer armed with shimmer, her arm's still in perfect working condition, five little daggers gently tapping on the table top as her eyes dart across you. "you from the lanes?" she asks. you nod. she snorts. "you know who i am?" she asks. you nod again. she chuckles, then stands. she approaches you, circling around you like you're prey, then chuckling and leaning back against the table, crossing her arms over her chest. "you scared'a me?" she asks.

"shouldn't i be?" you choke out.

it seems to be the right answer. sevika laughs, then sits back down at her table, picking her book back up, chuckling intermittently for minutes after.

she's not a bad roommate. she's surprisingly tidy, always quiet, her nose usually buried in a book. she smokes like a fucking chimney, and you've come to find she gets her tobacco-- and sometimes a bit of weed-- from one of the guards every tuesday night.

she's got special privileges among most of the guards. they're always sneaking her books and flasks, letting her get away without cell-searches, letting her read past lights out and have lighters and screwdrivers and other dangerous, weapon-like tools.

you, on the other hand, do not have these privileges. and, keeping in line with sevika's one and only rule, you don't touch her shit. all of this means that while sevika smokes and works on her arm and reads and works out, you spend your time just... sitting on the top bunk. watching her.

sometimes, during open cell time, she gets visitors. you're surprised that none of these visits end in shady dealings-- sevika doesn't seem to need to trade her stash of goods for anything. most of her visits are quick, and most end the same way: a small scrap of paper being shoved in sevika's hand.

she burns the scraps after she reads whatever's on them.

she's... pleasant, sometimes. it's rare, but it happens. one day, you'd forgotten to make your bed before you went to breakfast. you returned to find it neatly made, and when you thanked her for helping you avoid trouble with the guards, she had just waved it off. "don' get used to it. i won't always be here to fix your mistakes."

once, a fight broke out while you were in the showers. you were sent back to your cell soaking wet-- your hair still lathered in shampoo. she had chuckled, called you a "wet rat", and helped you rinse your hair out in the tiny sink in your cell.

and... she's kinda pretty. it occurred to you one evening while the two of you were partaking in your nightly routine: sevika reading in her chair while you study her, pretending to sleep. she'd glanced up at you and whispered. "why're you always lookin' at me?"

you shrugged, then nearly choked on your tongue when 'you're pretty' almost slipped out of your mouth. "uh... i got nothing else to look at." you'd ended up saying. she seemed to accept this.

"you don't have any prison girlfriends?" you ask. sevika's in a particularly jovial mood today: the note she'd been delivered earlier in the afternoon must've had great news. she's decided to share her joint with you. the question slipped out the second you took your first puff-- your tolerance astronomically low from being without for so long.

sevika laughs. "nah."

"but..." you cut yourself off before you get yourself in trouble, biting your lip. sevika chuckles, then nudges your leg.

"y' can say it." she says. you smile at her, then speak.

"it's just... i had a few friends who work at babette's." you say. "i figured you'd have as much of a reputation here as you do there."

she takes a second, tilting her neck side to side as it cracks, then sighing. "i got shit to do in here." she says simply. you raise an eyebrow at her, biting your lip again, and she chuckles. "say it." she demands again.

"you just read all day." you laugh. sevika nods.

"i'm... working." she says. you just nod along, pretending you understand what she's alluding to.

it happens in the strangest way but you and sevika start to become... friends.

she sits alone at lunch, and you sit alone too, on the oppisite side of the cafeteria. but you're so used to looking at sevika, that you find yourself watching her even when there are much more entertaining things to look at, like the handful of fights that break out every meal.

you notice she loves the jello cups you guys get once a week. so you pocket yours and toss it at her later that night. the way she smiles lights up the room even brighter than her tiny lamp. you make it a habit.

she starts loaning you her books, finds you a crate to sit on by her table while you guys read together at night.

and when sevika gets jumped in the middle of the night-- you don't even question it before you jump out of your bunk, grab sevika's screwdriver where she left it on the table, and start swinging in the dark, blindly.

"what the fuck?" someone squawks when you manage to stab something in the dark.

"what?" sevika whispers in the dark.

"sevika, your bunkmate fucking stabbed me!" her attacker's voice rings out.

a light flicks on. you cringe at the sudden brightness, then blink in confusion as sevika and a guard with a screwdriver sticking out of their shoulder stare at you.

sevika's grinning. the guard is scowling. you hold your hands up in shaky fists, preparing for a fight. sevika chuckles.

"relax, sweetheart." she says, swinging her arm around you and tugging you into her side. "ran's a friend." she whispers into your ear. you blink at the bleeding guard, then back at sevika.

"so, what, we're taking your girlfriend with us now?" the guard-- ran-- asks. sevika looks at her friend, then looks at you, a calculating look in her eye. she smirks, shrugs, then looks back at the guard.

"she threw herself between me and a uniform-- can't just throw that kinda loyalty out, now can i?" she asks, smiling.

you don't know what's happening. you're about to ask-- when suddenly you black out.

the first thing that comes back to you is your sense of hearing.

voices.

"sevika, fuck, you can't just throw a wrench in the plan like this--"

"i can do whatever the fuck i want--"

"on the night of the breakout?! no heads up!?"

"do i need to remind you which one of us is second in command, here?!"

"...fuck. c'mon, help me load her in the van."

the next thing is your sense of touch. you're laying on the rumbling cold steel of a van floor-- currently in motion.

you're shivering, but then something warm and wool and smelling like cigars is draped over you.

you're head keeps bumping uncomfortably with every crack in the road. someone gently picks your head up and puts it in their warm nap, a hand coming down to scratch your scalp.

your voice comes next. "mmmh?"

"it's okay." sevika's voice comes. you groan, cracking your eyes open, only for her face to be grinning down at you. "fuckin' maniac." she giggles.

"wha?" you groan. you're seeing double, your head is pounding.

"ran knocked you out. 's what you get for stabbin' 'em." sevika chuckles. "but, you're lucky, 'cause they don't hold a grudge. they helped me lug your ass outta stillwater."

"wha?!" you ask again, snapping up. sevika laughs as you look out the front window of the van-- the depths of piltover surrounding you as you head, presumebly, to the last drop.

you recognize the man driving-- a tall, muscular, tattooed man who'd recently been added to your cell block's guard rotation. in the passengers' seat sits the guard you'd stabbed-- bandaged and watching you with amusement.

"wha's happenin'?" you mumble, looking back at your cellmate as you clutch a hand to your throbbing head. you've been shrouded in a red cloak-- sevika's already out of her prison uniform and back in her 'second in command' look. she smirks at you.

"y' really think i was jus' sittin' around, servin' my time?" she asks. you shrug.

"figured somethin' was goin' on. y' kept gettin' those notes. didn't wanna ask." you groan. sevika chuckles.

"well, you shoulda. or i shoulda warned you, so you didn't try killing my crew." she chuckles. you blink over to the person in the passengers' seat, cringing.

"s-sorry." you mumble. they wave it off.

"'s cool. knocked you right the fuck out, didn't i?" they chuckle. "we're even."

you turn back to sevika. "you broke me out of prison?" you ask. she shrugs.

"'re you mad about it?" she asks. you gawk at her.

"uh... just... a little surprised?"

sevika cackles. you smile at the sound, despite your headache. "i wasn't plannin' on it! then you started givin' me your jello, 'n readin' all my books, 'n..."

"she's got a crush on you." ran fills in from the front.

"i didn't say that!" she shouts.

"she's not denying it though--" the man driving teases.

you choke on your spit. sevika huffs, rolls her eyes, and speaks. "i... i kinda got a crush on you, yeah." she mumbles. "and i swear i'm not sayin' this jus' 'cause i think you're cute but: you should really stay with us at the last drop until things calm back down, since, y'know... you're kinda wanted now..." she says, rubbing the back of her neck.

you blink... shocked.

you don't really know what to think. you tried your whole life to stay out of trouble, and it managed to find you anyways in the form of a drunken under-cover enforcer deciding to smack your ass when you'd had too many drinks to hold your punches. you tried to stay out of trouble in stillwater until you were saddled with sevika. you tried to stay out of trouble with her until she dragged you-- literally, you were unconscious!-- out of prison along with her. it seems like trouble's meant for you.

but if there's one thing you're certain of, it's sevika.

you smile at her, then reach up to cup her cheek. she looks more nervous than you've seen her in all your months in stillwater together.

"you gotta crush on me?" you ask. she gulps.

"i'd say it's a little more than a crush seeing she broke you outta stillwater as your first date--"

"ran!" sevika hollers. you chuckle.

"is this our first date?" you ask, raising your eyebrow at her. she shrugs.

"it's... jus' don't expect the next dates to be this exciting." she chuckles, rolling her eyes. you grin, then dart forward and press a kiss to her lips. when you pull away, she's wearing that same nervous look again.

"you okay?" you whisper. she licks her lips, nuzzles a bit against your hand on her face, and nods.

"'m just kickin' myself for not puttin' the moves on you sooner. coulda been fuckin' you to pass the time in prison instead of readin' all those boring books." she mumbles. you burst into laughter, and she grins.

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