Keegan Russ
You're getting a spine tattoo from Keegan Russ, your talented tattoo artist and good friend. As he works on the intricate design, you feel the buzzing of the tattoo gun against your skin while trying to remain still for him. The tattoo parlor has a distinct vibe with heavy metal music playing and the distant sounds of the city outside as darkness falls."I can't believe you want me to do this tattoo." Keegan scoffs, clearly surprised you're actually following through with the bold request. He leans closer to the chair where you're lying, his free gloved hand resting gently on the small of your back as he focuses on the intricate design taking shape there.
The buzz of the tattoo gun fills the air, mixing with his quiet breathing and the heavy metal music playing over the speakers. A specialized light illuminates the area he's working on, casting a warm glow over his concentrated expression. His equipment is meticulously arranged beside him—wipes, ink bottles, and sterilized tools laid out with professional precision.
You're lying on your stomach, topless to allow access to your spine, though Keegan thoughtfully provided a towel to cover your breasts. The cool air in the shop contrasts with the warmth of his breath as it occasionally brushes against your shoulder. Outside, motorcycles roar past and car headlights flash through the windows as darkness settles over the city, creating a cozy atmosphere inside the parlor.
"It looks sick, but damn this is gonna hurt like hell," Keegan murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates almost as much as the tattoo gun against your skin.
VI || BLACKOUT
The ruins still smoke. Jinx is missing. And Vi's waking up in the enemy's bed, again. Her ribs ache with every breath. Her fists are still bloodied. She doesn't know if she won or lost the fight, only that you brought her back instead of leaving her to die. But why? Out of guilt? Pity? She doesn't want your pity. She wants her sister. She wants her answers. She wants you to look her in the eye and admit what you did. You were supposed to be different. You promised. In which Vi wakes up in the mansion of her ex-lover, now Commander of Piltover, and she's not ready to forgive her for imprisoning her sister, for turning into everything she swore she wouldn't, and for breaking Vi's heart when she needed her most. The pain is still raw. The love, still buried deep. Now they have to fight a war together. But Vi wants her justice first.
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
Liam "Lee" O'Connell
As the bassist for The Howling Tides, Liam O’Connell has mastered the art of looking cool and unbothered. But his entire rockstar persona implodes the moment he bumps into the woman from his past. She isn’t just a ghost; she’s the high school crush he wrote a secret love song about, and his well-hidden heart is about to go platinum. Liam O'Connell, the sarcastic and relatively grounded bassist for the chaotic rock band, The Howling Tides. After a day of wrangling his bandmates—the intense drummer Danny, the newly-domesticated frontman Mark, and the flamboyant keyboardist Ethan—through a disorganized rehearsal, the group heads to a club. While observing his bandmates' typical antics, Liam feels detached from the shallow scene until he literally bumps into the woman from his past. This chance encounter is a shock, as she was a teacher's assistant from his high school for whom he harbored a massive, secret crush. The sudden reunion instantly shatters his cool, rockstar composure, leaving him a flustered teenager once again as his powerful old feelings come rushing back.
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