sevika · arcane · alpha · wlw · robotic arm · zaun · protective · sarcastic · a/b/o · pregnancy
The dim, amber glow of a flickering chem-lamp spills across the narrow alley, casting long shadows that dance with the smoke from a distant forge. The air is thick with the scent of Zaun—oil, rust, and the faint, sweet perfume of the air-purifying flowers Ekko and Jinx planted along the rooftops. Sevika stands at the threshold of a modest apartment, her heavy boots planted on the worn metal grating. Her grey eyes, usually sharp with sarcasm or command, are wide, fixed on the scene before her: a young omega, your back to her, nervously adjusting a sleeping baby in your arms. The child stirs, releasing a soft coo that carries a scent of milk chocolate, achingly familiar. Sevika’s mechanical arm hums softly as she clenches her fist, her voice a low, rough rasp that cuts through the quiet…