#Modern!Sivir

[sivunas]

@prideofnazumah | starter call.

for every charming aspect of her world, silk-spun and cast in gold, there is something else made its equal to exhaust her. the universe's way of balancing the scales, sivir tells herself, but she rolls her eyes immediately at the thought, scoffing; as if she'd ever believe in shit like that. but at the same time, in some small way, a part of it makes sense. she didn't always want to live the life that she does, but she has a talent for acting that would have criminally gone to waste if she didn't take to silver screens and make her appearances at film premieres. the trade-off for wealth and glory is to be surrounded by a sea of insincerity and meaningless galas.

sivir has never been one for socializing, much preferring the company of her own solitude, but she finds herself trapped at a fashion show — out of obligation, unfortunately, as a part-time model and recipient of the designer's exclusive collections — beside people who seemed more interest in the mingling and small talk, desperate to fight for a connection to someone, anyone. she glances down at her phone laying face-up in her lap, feeling her stomach growl, and frowns. lifting her head, she scans her surroundings in hopes of finding any excuse to slip out early. although the fashion show provided catering, it would come after the event.

glancing to her right, her eyebrows raising in surprise when she glimpses members of HEARTSTEEL seated around her, with k'sante just beside her. sivir discreetly rubs her nose, quickly opening her mouth as she drops her hand before she can change her mind. " i love fashion as much as the next person, " she abruptly says, staring back towards the starlit runway and the tall, long-legged model strutting down its length with a powerful stride. " but i feel like we could see the new spring collection in a powerpoint and get the same effect. is it just me? " ironic, truly, considering that she has to perform the occasional catwalk like a ricocheting blade, sharp and deadly but no less beautiful to stare at.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

"You do magic, right? Is there anything that wipes out memories?" (for Robin)

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴

Oh? He hadn't expected her to visit again so soon, let alone willingly ... or by herself. Had she learned nothing since their first meeting? A gentle clang sounded when Robin set down his watering can against the floor of his wooden deck, regardless she'd come at the perfect time - he'd just finished tending to summer's last bloom and was ready to clean up and head inside; what with the sun setting and all. Robin straightened up with a sigh, his sinewy figure almost melting against the backdrop of golden edged greens and blossoming flowers, and clapped the dirt from his hands. In the soft glow of the fading sun filtering through the leaves, the light danced along the curves of his wintry hair and brought a golden glimmer to the ever present pollen circling around them. Once she'd finished Robin's head snapped towards her and brought with it that horrid stare; selenic, vacant, and delicately framed by the petals of his lashes, it was practically all consuming. He began to approach her with a hum. Somehow the question did not catch him off guard, even the sun had moments when its brilliance was blotted out - far be it from him to expect that she'd have no hardships within her life. Pain was an inescapable part of existence, that was a truth he had long since accepted. Closing the distance between them, Robin regarded her with a bird-like curiosity, his head tilting slightly while he passed her.

"Yes, I practice magic, Miss Sivir." he corrected and gestured with an elegant wave of his hand, urging her to come closer to the threshold of his abode. Once pushed the door creaked open to reveal an intimate space brimming with fresh herbs — basil, thyme, and sage — dangling from the ceiling, the walls adorned with vibrant bundles of dried lavender and rosemary; all of which, no doubt, was in preparation for the frigid months so quickly approaching. "And yes — humans are notorious for loathing the things that make up who they are; it would be a wonder if they hadn't crafted a way to do so." Robin caressed one of his tassels with a delicate touch before releasing it into the air so a small flame would ignite. The tassel's thread shifted and changed into a tiny fluttering moth that flitted and twirled amongst the herbs before bouncing its way across the various candles of his cabin. Once satisfied with its work, the flame dove back into its orb, leaving the two of them alone in the cabin.

"However, the effects are ... nasty and can be quite devastating depending on how far back the memory stretches ... " While he spoke, Robin approached a recent addition to his home; a bookshelf stacked high with beautifully woven texts obviously far beyond what he could afford, and imported from distant lands beyond Ionia. Each tome boasted rich, intricate covers, gleaming in hues of deep burgundy and emerald green, their spines adorned with gilded letters that shimmered like stars against the backdrop of the dim room. Although there would be no explanation of their origin, it was evident that he treated them with reverence and a gentle hand - he cared for them, deeply. With a graceful ease, Robin ascended three steps up a sturdy wooden ladder to let his delicate fingers dance over the various titles - and finally when his fingers halted over a particular one, the mage carefully brought the book into his arms and hopped down to return to her.

Robin opened this mysterious book ( the contents were aged quite a bit, but the cover was new ) and he traced the braille with his fingerpads. "You see, Miss Sivir," he began, his eyes momentarily drifting from the textured pages to roll up and meet hers, "memories are not simply dots on a timeline to be blotted out without consequence. When humans — when we go through an experience in life, the good and the bad — it changes us." His tone grew tender as he continued, "Not just metaphorically; we are changed physically. Forever." Robin tilted his head downward, allowing his gaze to sink into the depths of the book's pages again, filled with runes and symbols that were almost Noxian - but not quite. "Our minds adapt and learn from the experiences we endure, shaping our very beings into what we are presently. It is why we’re able to survive so much pain. Thus, if you erase the core memory then you erase all you have learned and developed from it, a sprout cannot survive without its seed. But if that is something you are willing to sacrifice, who am I to stop you?”

…

"Naturally, I will have to ask what the memory is," he said at last, his voice gentle yet insistent, "different wounds require different remedies — and some you need not interfere with at all; as agonizing as they may be."

Robin hooked his fingers into the loop of a nearby candle holder, the warm glow of the flickering flame casting dancing shadows around the dimly lit room as he brought the light closer. It illuminated the contours of his face, the soft curves of his lips, and the two hollow wells reflecting her visage back in the pool of a silver mirror. And just beyond, the candle glow reflected a spark of buried life that seemed forever out of reach, like a distant star trapped in the endless night of his pupil. Leaning even closer, Robin murmured;

"So then, Miss Sivir, what is it that ails you?"

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

Music Made Visible

by Cenhinen_Pedr

The new season was finally beginning, the few weeks of forced holiday had sent Caitlyn near insane with boredom despite Jayce���s best efforts and she was so ready to be back. Settling back into her usual morning routine she’d been the first dancer in the building as usual, saying hello to the front desk receptionist and making her way up to the studio floors.

She’d managed to change, organise her locker for the new year and get a head start on her warm up before anyone else had even made it into the building.

‘It’s going to be a good season’, she told herself as she jogged lightly on the spot.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Caitlyn is a first soloist with Theatre Crownguard, Demacia. Vi is part of the new cohort of contemporary dancers aimed at expanding the repertoire in a modern direction. Will Vi be able to keep up with the demands of a classical company? Will Cait be able to get past her ballet technique and learn to be okay with floorwork? Who knows? I haven’t written it yet. Let’s find out together!

Words: 2169, Chapters: 1/20, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Grayson (Arcane: League of Legends), Maddie Nolen, Ahri (League of Legends), Sivir (League of Legends), Lucian (League of Legends), Aphelios (League of Legends), Luxanna "Lux" Crownguard, Garen Crownguard, Xin Zhao, Zyra (League of Legends), Azir (League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Heimerdinger (League of Legends), Heimerdinger's Poro | Porofessor (Arcane: League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dance, Ballet Dancer Caitlyn, Contemporary Queen Vi, Dance related trauma, Mentions of abusive school environments, slowburn, Rivals to Lovers, Unless I get bored, Written by a dancer with too much time on their hands, Bookstreet hijinks, no beta we die like arcane father figures

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[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

um. i thought of this randomly but sivir x sejuani at the least wld be funny meeting. crackship w no parallels but it would be a cute yuri to me. also ur my fave league blog

i was looking through my inbox and don't know how I didn't see this before! this made me so happy!!! glad my dumb takes bring you at least a little bit of joy <3 sending you much much love

also i 100% see the vision. sejuani is, at her core, a yearner so meeting with sivir (who doesn't at all have a complicated past situationship with a woman *looks at cassiopeia*) could indeed fix her. modern au sivirjuani(? that's a terrible name pls help) would be really cute. gay bar sivir-sej meet cute could actually heal me

[elegaria]

# elegaria, sona buvelle, of riot's league of legends, as written by rina. low activity, independent, selective, private, & mutuals only. links. carrd ( wip ). inbox prompts. headcanons. blogroll. @heartate, ahri. @desiren, evelynn. @diveyne, morgana. @sivunas, sivir. @prismalit, lux. @seawards, multi. @edensbite, vamp oc, eden. @cassiaslair, gfx rph. in tune with . . . ofhearth, austarsea, fearhaunt, feyfeather. credits. border & divider by @paletterph. all other graphics made by me.

quick tldr crash course about sona for people who are unfamiliar either with her lore or league lore in general. please see my headcanons tag for all information! my carrd is currently incomplete, but it won't be as comprehensive as any headcanons i write.

big important note: sona is mute. it's caused by her etwahl ( not canon, it's my interpretation, paws off please 🙂). in modern, it's selective. however, i don't want to limit myself from interactions and sending asks. so if you reblog a prompt that's dialogue and i send one, please assume sona is signing! if your muse doesn't know sign, it's fine to assume she's writing on something, or drawing signs into her palm. she also mouths speech as she does this, though this is questionable if your muse isn't a good lip reader.

side note since i realized it’s not in my carrd and i’m too lazy to edit it:

i am extremely busy and i also struggle with adhd, amongst other things. this makes me spacey and i may not reply quickly to dms. please do not spam my messages, especially if we are not close friends. if you have never seen a picture of my dogs, we probably aren’t close enough. message spams make me anxious or sometimes just really annoy me 😭 if i dont reply for a while, i probably got distracted and forgot! if it’s been a super long time please don’t feel afraid in messaging again. i genuinely probably lost the dm.

[edensbite]

WELCOME TO EDEN'S BITE    :     independent vampire original character,   original lore.  private,   selective.   21+ only.   nsfw presence in terms  of themes of blood  &  gore,  as well as alcohol  &  gambling.   sired by rina.

links. rules. dossier & vampire lore. casino info. inbox prompts. headcanons.

blogroll. ahri, @heartate. morgana, @diveyne. evelynn, @desiren. katarina, @deathslotus. sona, @elegaria. sivir, @sivunas. lux, @prismalit. gfx rph, @cassiaslair.

credits.       thread divider by @paletterph. all other graphics by me. currently working on a revamp.

additional rules under the cut.

1 ) i have adhd. i also have poor vision, and though i wear contacts and glasses, i still have astigmatism in both eyes. that being said, altogether, it makes reading things on tumblr difficult at times. i will not follow or interact with anyone with egregiously over the top and excessive formatting. this includes: writing in all caps, excessive amount of spaces between words / punctuation ( and by that i mean 5 or more spaces between words, especially with tiny text ), excessive use of html colors ( like every other word ), using those "fancy fonts" every other word ( those aesthetic fonts are not real fonts. they are CODE and are not screen reader friendly ), and worst of all, doing all of this at once. please just keep accessibility in mind. thank you.

2 ) also, i don't hardblock often. like, ever, usually. if i blocked you, don't come try finding out about it, and please be an adult and not vague me lol. the only people i really block in the rpc is if you're racist 🫶 and no amount of "bubububuuuuuubbutBUT i'm not racist" is going to save you. it's in your actions. bye now! i also block back, now, if i notice you blocking me on any other blog, but you followed one of them. that's extremely weird behavior. i don't care if it's a misunderstanding. i block first and ask questions never. i also block if the vibes are bad. i've never been wrong about anyone i've had to block. take that as you will. in a similar vein, do not fucking follow me if you write incest, rape, csa, underage nsfw, any kind of disgusting bullshit. idgaf if you make it sound pretty with a dead dove do not eat label. get the fuck away from me. do not follow me if you are okay with that shit. do not follow me if you are happily mutuals with people who write that shit. fuck you.

3 ) eden has her own band called PARADIE. as the creator of ECLIPSE on my morgana blog, i've intertwined the worlds for a particular version of modern blends where both can coexist together in the real world. as i mentioned on morgana, ECLIPSE is not a heartsteel au, so please don't treat it like one. if we aren't mutuals, and especially if i've blocked you, please don't use anything from my verse. it's a private verse. you are not welcome to it. i don't care if we have a mutual partner writing in it. bye.

[wanderlustknightofmagic]

"You're being too nice to me. Is it bribery or do you need a favour? I can do it for free, you were helpful the other day." (modern au)

The barkeep raised an eyebrow at Sivir as he rests his head on his hand. "I... don't need a... favor? I mean, I can't just be nice to the cute girl who's visiting my bar? If you wanna pay me back for my kindness, just spend some time here and enjoy yourself. A happy patron is a happy owner after all," He'd chime with a small smile.

[goth-unicorn-supreme]

Modern AU Headcannon for your ship?

Oh shit

I am in uncharted territory

@wanderlustknightofmagic and I ain’t never really discussed it, but YOLO

Sivir only even went to the bar Rainald works at because she got the wrong address for a club. However, the bartender was cute and nerdy and she enjoyed teasing him.

The place started gaining popularity, so plenty of her own students would go there from time to time. They eventually began noticing that Sivir was there ALOT of the time.

Sivir would pour drinks into a flask, just so she could force Rainald to spend time on her while he made her another one.

Once they became an item, Sivir legit flunked a student because they had a crush on him and overheard her speaking about him. She later unflunked the student and threatened her instead.

[fattyaly]

This modern AU should have existed...

Azir is a leader of a big company and Xerath is his vice president. Who totally once tried bettering the working conditions by comatosing Azir, but they’re on good terms now. -ish....

Sivir is his niece 

[sivunas]

what if this was a starter call.

multimuses please specify a muse, and pretty please if you love me pick a verse: canon / league, or sivir's modern celebrity au, or odyssey, since those are all i've got workshopped at the moment.

you're also free to ask for a vague generalized fantasy au where i'm basically just going to transplant sivir as the secret long lost princess of a long lost empire, but she's a mercenary for hire as well, so basically league / odyssey but like, not in the league world lmaooo it's easy to do fantasy aus with league characters because you can just stick them on a blank slate with their original backgrounds and tell them to have fun.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

👫 Haruko and Sivir mayhaps?

✧ ━━ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 "👫" 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚄𝙺𝙾 𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙴 ; 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴

AND THERE THEY GO ARGUING AGAIN ... WOW ━ Ah, tis so often when two firecrackers end up near eachother they explode - I don't think its any different here. Sivir and Haru both have tempers and attitude issues, while theyre both extremely genuine people, I can't see them not bickering/arguing over both stupid and serious shit. Haru's skull is like concrete, Sivir's harshness is like a red hot poker, I'm sure whoeever travels with them wants to die just a little bit because theyre both so scary how could you ever hope to tell them to stop bitching at eachother LOL

PAIN FREE TATTOOS ━ Haruko's lore has that he crushes Vlonqo leaves from Ionia to create tattoo/henna ink that he uses on himself. I had recently been talking to Nico ( @spirithare ) about him infusing said ink with healing magic or something medicinal. I just think it would be really bad ass to see Sivir painted up in henna in gold and black so she looks powerful even if its bc she like, broke a tibula or something. It also feels like a good trust building exercise!

BONNIE LIKES HER, GENUINELY. ━ Haruko in modern has a dog named Bonnie, and I try to incorporate her into the verses that allow it. Originally she was a donkey in league that helped Haru bring his stuff around while he traveled after the first Noxian Invasion, but since I'm readjusting his lore I'm not sure if that fits. That being said, I think Grandma Bon Bon would like Sivir! She'd feel safe around her for the same reasons she feels safe around Haru, plus maybe if she gives Sivir baby eyes she'll give her an apple.

A LOT OF TRAVEL IN SHURIMA, I IMAGINE. ━ Again this is sort of up in the air due to adjustments I'm making for Haruko's lore; I'm not sure if he still has the Darkin blade or not, or his connection to it if it does exist. Thus if we continue on the path that it does, I imagine they would end up in Shurima - either separately and meeting there or they meet in Ionia and go to Shurima together to unlock mysteries™ or something. Plus as much as Haruko loves Ionia, and I love him in Ionia, the only way he'll be able to really grow is if he leaves it, and I think their joint connection to the empire would help.

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

The Lion and the Lamb

by bferraz113

About three things i was absolutely positive.

First, Violet was a vampire.

Second, there was a part of her - and I didn't know how dominant that part might be - that thirsted for my blood.

And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with her.

OR; Twilight but make it adapted to Caitlyn e Vi and without a lot of nonsense. :)

Words: 145, Chapters: 1/26, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Piltovers Finest - Twilight

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends, Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Other

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Grayson (Arcane: League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Ambessa Medarda, Mel Medarda, Maddie Nolen, Fiora Laurent, Sivir (League of Legends), Akali (League of Legends), Shen (League of Legends), Quinn (League of Legends), Claggor (Arcane: League of Legends), Mylo (Arcane: League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn & Vi (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends)/Mel Medarda, Ekko/Jinx (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Lesbian Vampires, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

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[ichiro-artosaki]

the classic fútbol vs football? also since i saw the touchdown/superbowl kai’sa fanarts ive been just thinkin...

[lawfulbullets]

The fastest Pizza in the West (Modern verse - Sivir)

Based on “Pizza Delivery Sivir”.

When Sivir started college, she accepted a job as a delivery girl for a big pizza restaurant to support herself. She ended up liking the job so much though that she stayed even after she was finished with school.

She uses a little scooter for her deliveries because it’s easier to get through traffic with it. Sometimes she uses her scooter outside of working hours, and her boss doesn’t mind since she is such a good worker.

Sivir is the fastest delivery girl on the continent which brought home some awards already. She has a tough rivalry with Birdio, an employee from a chicken restaurant.

When she’s not working, she lives the life of a normal young woman: she enjoys going to the gym, going out with friends and sometimes staying at home and doing nothing all day.

Sivir lives on her own in a small appartment since she can’t afford much in the city with her job. Still, she loves it and wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world (except better pay for the same work).

[mar1066]

I am officially renaming this sneak-peek Sunday. If you saw my ask to ao3commentoftheday, I have a couple big wip/world ideas which I have written a couple scenes for, but don’t know if they make sense yet. So, I’m gonna try posting them here, with some context, and see how you guys like it.

I’ll try to do this every Sunday until I run out of said big wips/world ideas. I’ll always tag them with #sneak peek sunday.

This one definitely fits more in the category of “big WIP” and is titled “Desert Storm”

To set the stage:

This is a Kai’Siv (Kai’sa/Sivir, from League of Legends) slowburn friends to lovers fic, set in the modern era, mostly in the Middle East. I have experience with neither the area nor the time period so 1) excuse any mistakes and 2) I won’t be placing this too firmly in a specific year. It’s somewhere around the Gulf War or the Iraq War, or maybe later.

You can see where I got the title from, I hope.

Now, the characters. Who are Kai’sa and Sivir in this world?

Well, Sivir’s a career soldier, and Kai’sa is a local rebel fighter. Now, someof you might be saying, “Wait, shouldn’t it be the other way around? Isn’t Sivir Egyptian?”

I’d reply, perhaps, but I’m looking at it this way: Kai’sa, in canon, has spent nearly her whole life having to fight. What better way to portray this than by having her live and grow up in a war zone/civil war? As well, in-canon, Sivir is a bounty hunter, which fits fairly well into being a career soldier. (I debated having Sivir be a Professional Military Contractor, aka PMC, but failed to see how that could fit in this situation.)

(As I’m writing this here, I’m having the idea that instead, Kai’sa could be a young Israeli rebel during Israel’s formational wars, and Sivir be a UN Peacekeeper (OOC) or an American PMC/something sent/hired to teach the young Israeli army. You guys can tell which one you think is better.)

I had it set out that the story would be in three parts. First would be Storm’s Rise, which would introduce the setting, Sivir, and possible squadmates. Sivir, who knows Arabic from her mother (I am keeping her heritage, and taking a page from Fareeha Amari’s character) would end up being the squad’s go-to person to interact with locals, and so would end up meeting Kai’sa (I’m thinking during a firefight, maybe).

Kai’sa ends up fighting with them a lot, and so starts spending more time with them outside of engagements, and so gets to know Sivir and her squadmates. The climax of Storm’s Rise would be this:

   Sivir turns the corner onto the street where the young woman always helping her and her squadmates lives. All she finds is piles of dusty rubble under a desert sky.     She continues down the street, more quickly but not running, fearing the worst. But no, there she is. Kai’sa is kneeling beside a particular pile of rubble. There is a memory rising in the back of her mind, but she fights it off. As she arrives at the purple-eyed woman’s side, she realizes that Kai’sa is sobbing, and she remembers.         It was a normal day. Sivir had gotten home from school, said hi to her mom, done her homework in her room. She had texted with friends a bit, heard the door open downstairs and rushed to greet her dad. Her mother had just finished making dinner, so they sat down at the table and ate it. Her mother asked her father how his day had been; he asked his daughter. She had finished first, as always, brought her plate to the sink, and went out for her daily jog. About halfway through, she saw a plume of fire shoot up into the evening sky, so, being curious she heads towards it.         The first thing she notices is the heat - so intense she can feel it from very far away. It is astounding.     The second thing she notices is that the whole house is on fire. She feels bad for anybody in there - with how fast it went up, and how hot it is, whoever hadn’t gotten out by the time the fire had started was probably dead.     The third thing she notices is the number on the mailbox. It is her house. She feels the world drop out from under her, and she begins to sob.     Sivir opens her eyes. There is no fire, just a pile of rubble, and this time, she won’t be alone.

and it would end with Kai’sa (semi)formally attaching herself permanently to the squad.

The second part would be titled either Storm’s Eye or Storm’s Peak, I can’t decide. It would have Kai’sa’s integration into the squad, her learning conversational English, and the war getting worse. The climax, and possibly last scene, would be this:

   ...Sivir was talking to Kai’sa. Then everything went black.     When Kai’sa came to, she was off to one side of the road. Her body ached and was quite bruised, but other than that she felt fine. Looking around her, the first thing she saw was Sivir, lying in the sand next to her. At first she seemed fine, breathing normally and no visible wounds, but upon further inspection, her back was covered in shrapnel wounds, fatigues cut to shreds.     What she saw next, however, nearly made her vomit. The bloody, smoking wreck of their vehicle, which had been thrown off the road, resting upside-down next to the dismembered head of their driver. The bodies of other members of their squad, lying twisted up or with chunks of flesh or limbs missing. She turned her head away, looking back at Sivir. She still has a chance, thought Kai’sa, and did the only thing she could.     She picked Sivir up, being careful of her wounds, slung her over her back in a fireman’s carry, and started jogging back the way they had come.

***     The world had shrunk to a pinprick of sense directly in front of Kai’sa’s feet. She was only aware of the movement of her legs and the weight on her shoulders. She had no sense of time, felt no pain, no ache, could not hear or smell or taste. She was aware of a vague pounding in her ears - or was it her head? Then she felt a hand on her shoulder.     Her senses snapped back so fast she was dizzy. She was suddenly aware of the people around her - soldiers all, most just in fatigues, some with full kit on, some looking as if they had been asleep and come rushing out when they heard the commotion. She was able to stay standing for long enough that they could take Sivir off her shoulder, then fell into the black embrace of unconsciousness. The last thing she heard was shouts of “Medic!” and someone catching her before she hit the ground.

The third part would be called Storm’s Wake, and would open on Sivir’s squadmates’ funerals and/or watching their flag-draped coffins get loaded onto a plane to be sent home.

It would mostly detail Kai’sa and Sivir’s adjustment to civilian life (they both get honorable discharge due to the accident, and Kai’sa gets a purple heart maybe, some kind of medal definitely). This would definitely be the longest section, and would be the part where they actually fall in love/realize they are in love. They would become very, very good friends during their service together, but they are too busy to really do any thinking about love.

(I’m also not a huge fan of the whole “breaking fraternization rules in an active warzone” thing as it tends to not end well and create bad relationship dynamics.)

Kai’sa ends up working at a coffeeshop and Sivir as a pizza delivery person. (Yes, it’s the PD Sivir skin.) I have a couple of short scenes ealry in this section written, but I don’t like them very much, so I’m leaving them out (for now).

I also had the idea of maybe having this transition into a K/DA fic, with Kai’sa initially learning to dance as a way to cope with her PTSD, but idk.

Anyway, thanks for reading this! Please tell me what you think.

[aylamoenwyb]

Ayla Moenwyb- Looking for RP

BASICS

Full Name: Ayla Moenwyb (born Ayla Osson Tumet)

Pronunciation: eye-lah

Nicknames: ‘Me Girl’, ‘Love’ ‘Emo Mosquito’

Height: 5′2

Age: Immortal (appears 24 but is actually 28)

Languages: Common, Xaelic, Hingan

Place of Birth: Winter hunting grounds of the Tumet tribe

Occupation: Proprietress of the Sunset Tavern

Current Residence: Shirogane, Sunset Tavern, or traveling the roads with her wife

Financial Status: Very Well Off

Vices: Sex (she is self-unaware on this)  

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS 

Hair Color: Platinum Blonde

Eye Color: Jade with red limnal rings-beware if her eyes turn full crimson.

Skin Tone: Ivory 

Body Type: Slender curves.  

Posture: Proud and confident.

Scars: A paw shaped brand upon her ankle, Two long seemingly never fully healing slashes on her back across her shoulder blades.  

Tattoos: None

RELATIONSHIPS

Romantic Partner(s): Wife: Sivir Ka’vaul, Slave-Saya

Other Family: Rose Calar- sister, Tuya Dolgon-sister

Close Friends: Arath, ZZ

Relationship Status: happily married (open marriage)

SEX AND ROMANCE 

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual 

Romantic Orientation: Biromantic

Preferred Emotional Role:  submissive  |  dominant  |  switch |  unsure 

Preferred Sexual Role:  submissive  |  dominant  |  switch but only if you earn it  |  sex repulsed

Libido: High

Turn Ons: Confidence, Intelligence, Strength, Patience, Assertiveness

Turn Offs: Egotistical, Needy, Clingy, Passive, Ignorance 

Love Language: Acts of Service

 Traits - - -

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Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured 

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Roleplay Hooks - - - Spies, Prey, Hire for performance, Fellow performer, Alchemy, Tavern-mistress Ala-Mighan Resistance Fighters, Healing, Travel, Xaela, Merchants

Contact Information - - -

Here or in game is best.  Ayla Moenwyb-Balmung server.