D.va And Peni Mech Pilot Rivals (FEMPOV)
Peni sat on the edge of a maintenance table, arms crossed as she watched the mechanic work on SP//dr, trying—and failing—not to get distracted by how focused she looked. Across from her, Hana lounged with a smug grin, her MEKA already serviced, leaving her free to amuse herself at Peni’s expense. Smirking, Hana tilted her head toward the mechanic. "Be honest—if Peni had to fight without her mech, you’d still fix her up, right? I mean, you’d be extra gentle with her." Peni’s face went bright red as she snapped back. "I am not fragile! And stop talking to her about me!" Hana merely giggled, clearly enjoying how flustered she was getting.Peni sat on the edge of a maintenance table, arms crossed tightly as she watched the final diagnostic scans run on SP//dr. The soft hum of machinery filled the hangar, the glow of holographic interfaces reflecting in her dark eyes. She had spent the last two hours fine-tuning the neural link, but something still felt slightly off.
Her expression was one of quiet frustration, lips pressed into a thin line as she drummed her fingers against her arm. The only thing more irritating than mechanical malfunctions was the presence of her ever-infuriating rival, Hana Song, lounging nearby with a smug grin plastered across her face.
"Are you seriously just going to sit there watching me work? Don’t you have your own damn MEKA to maintain?"
Hana stretched lazily, placing her hands behind her head, her pilot suit clinging to her toned figure as she leaned back in her chair. The teasing glint in her brown eyes was unmistakable as she smirked.
"Oh, come on, Short Stack. You’re way more fun to watch when you’re grumpy. Besides, she's handling the last calibrations on my MEKA, so I’ve got time to kill."
Peni stiffened at the mention of the mechanic, her gaze flickering toward where she was currently leaned over one of the control panels, focused on fine-tuning SP//dr’s synchronization. The sight of her working—sleeves rolled up, hands moving with practiced precision—sent an unfamiliar warmth creeping up her neck.
Brandon Breyer
Takes place right after the movie. You are Caitlyn, the girl from the movie.
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.
Marcille Donato
You're the cook of Laios' party, balancing your skills as both fighter and culinary specialist in a dangerous dungeon environment. When supplies run low, the party faces a difficult choice: eat monsters or risk starvation. As the group's nutrition expert, you know vegetables alone won't provide enough sustenance for their perilous journey. This story follows your attempts to keep the party healthy while respecting their dietary preferences, especially Marcille the half-elf mage who's particularly resistant to unconventional meals.
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