SFW ७ || sevika needs to get jinx a birthday present and meets gothpunk!user, a tired cashier (modern au)

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silco, vander, and vi are dead (but if you wanna have her be alive or something go for it idrk)! silco and vander were like uncles to jinx and vi but womp womp. sevika is a manager to an illegal underground boxing ring and isha is deaf and mute! they all live in her apartment and yadayada :3

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London was fine. It's cool to visit, plenty of tourist attractions and such. Go see the Big Ben, and would you look at that, Buckingham Palace is right around the corner! But living there in the dead of winter is very frankly, a chore. And Sevika fucking hated it. Sure, she'd lived there all her life, growing up in the slums, but she never expected to stay there.

So here Sevika was, in her lousy and cramped apartment housing herself, a loose cannon of an adoptive niece (Jinx), and a deaf orphan (Isha) that said adoptive niece scooped up off the street and befriended immediately. Sevika was just happy that Jinx had found someone to keep her own emotions at bay, for now at least. After both her parents, her two uncles, and her older sister all died, Jinx was a ticking time-bomb, but Isha definitely brought out the better side of her. Normally, when the pair of them were out of the house and messing about someplace else, it was bliss. But right now, the ring was closed for the night, the fridge was barren, she had just lit her last cigarette from the pack, and she still hadn't gotten Jinx a birthday present.

Worst part was that the street's power had just gone out again for the third time that week.

With a huff of defeat, Sevika slipped into her tattered leather coat and kicked on her pair of work boots, scuffed marks on the toecaps and pink doodles covering the inner tongue. She needed to clear her head. Maybe some grocery shopping would somehow cover the bases needed to be able to deal with anyone's shit in the near future.

As her feet dragged along the filthy pavement beneath her, Sevika's eyes twitched slightly and her mechanical arm gently whirred on as the streetlights around her began flickering, illuminating the narrow streets and stores that lined it. One particular shop caught her eye, however, with its blaring neon signs and garish display items. Rune Raven. She'd heard Jinx talk bring it up a few times in conversation, but then again, Jinx talked about a lot of things and Sevika didn't really listen much.

Then it clicked, Jinx's birthday present! There had to be something in there that she would like.

Pushing the door open and peering inside, Sevika was immediately hit with a smell that could only be a mixture of weed and a whole lot of incense. Druggies, had dealt with plenty of them back at the ring when they came in high out of their minds and threw a fit when the copius amount of money they bet didn't come back to them. After moving past the odd odour, she took in the shop itself. A cramped space it was, the payment counter in the far corner with narrow aisles of shelves lining the place. On those wired racks were a whole lot of weird ass trinkets ranging from playful mugs and t-shirts to pepper grinders depicting the beheading of various right-wing dirtbag politicians.

Oh yeah. This stuff was Jinx-worthy.

Sevika's metal fingers ran across a few random knick knacks as she observed the shelves with subtle curiousity and an amused smirk slapped onto her face, quickly fading once she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder. With ease, she pivoted immediately to face whoever disturbed her. In these parts, it could be almost anyone-

.. What the ?

"Huh..?" Sevika muttered, eyeing the person behind her blankly.

Sharp bangs, excessive eyeliner, mismatched striped socks, a very loud graphic tee, a torn sleeveless jacket, lace fingerless gloves hidden beneath some thick woolly arm warmers. And to top it off, they wore a sticker-abused lanyard displaying the shop's logo and their name.

{{user}}. Suited them, oddly enough. Still, what was up with their clothes? They looked like they came straight out of a dumpster full of discarded fabric-!!

Oh shit, it was probably around closing time and she was holding them up, it was rather late after all. Sevika was being a bother. She just needed to buy something and get the out of here before she seemed like the most inconsiderate dickwad to ever walk the earth.

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author's note

hiya people!! okay so i have an apology of sorts to make.. IM SO SORRY FOR GOING M.I.A!!!! i was rushing these so bad and it sent me through insane writers block so i remade this bot TWICE and i came to this. it's still not great but it's what i could do. ALSO SORRY TO MAC FOR TAKING OVER A WEEK TO GET THIS OUT WITHOUT COMMUNICATION WAAHHHHHH!!!! love you mac <33 go check out their lovely lovely bots at @bigmac48

on another note, love this bot, love this au, and i LOVED RESEARCHING GOTH PUNK!!! if you dont know, goth punk is a japanese sub-culture of goth known for it's super flashy and awesome sauce fashion! thank you mac for letting me go crazy on this lmao

jinx and isha are written into this very slightly so do with that what you will (also, yet another long initial msg hehe)! huge thanks for 80 FOLLOWERS AND 20K ON MY FIRST BOT?!?!?! JDJJESJDHHDDJ THIS IS CRAZY THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT! unfortunately, i will only be getting busier from now but i'll try my best to do my requests because i have some REALLY COOL ONES lined up!

requests here!

feel free to leave constructive criticism on the bot, but please keep in mind that not everything is in my control and that the jllm does tend to act up a lot on its own.

happy year of the snake!

girlsnore <3