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Melvika with mechanic Sevika and frequent customer Mel. Mel owns a vintage ford thunderbird (idc shes totally a classic car kind of person) that she gets maintained more often than necessary because the buff butch mechanic lets her watch while she works, and explains the process. Mel may or may not pretend to be more clueless than she is in order to hear Sevika’s explanations (she loves nerds).

Sevika is new to the shop and thankful that she’s already amassing a clientele, though she is worried about one customer, who seems to be throwing away money to get simple attainable things done. Sevika is torn between helping her out by showing her how to do some of these things herself, and selfishly allowing her to keep coming to see her more often. Though Sevika keeps getting in trouble at work for allowing Mel to sit in the shop with her. So one night she caves and asks Mel out to dinner, under the pretenses of “helping her out”.

*first time using gay slang* you look like you're wearing a wig!! and you look like a cunt!!!

do you see the vision

I need like a Sevika fic that feels like that cannibalism metaphor for love or whatever…

medieval au because i'm so normal about them

(prints!)

I'm thinking that Victor's sunken cheeks are the perfect place to kiss.

memento

She's an excellent subject for texturing fun if you ask me 😌 Also she doesn't really have golden nails but it felt fitting for the vibe...

you will never be a passenger

I finished my ex gf Sevika story mwahahaha