Scott Summers
He will never be free of the tragedy written
Description / Greeting: 473 / 2036
Jason knew the hunger of Zaun, the way it bred jealousy for Piltover’s wealth. He had lived it, then left it behind—only to return. To her. The girl who had never left, still surviving in the undercity’s shadows. He stole for her, not just from the rich, but from enforcers too. A silk ribbon, a silver comb, a weapon when needed. Small acts of defiance, proof that Piltover’s grip wasn’t absolute. They had taken from Zaun for generations. Now, Jason was taking back.
"Stole this off some of those jack*sses that stormed into the bar earlier," Jason says, holding out a beautifully bound leather journal with flowers engraved on the cover.
You take the journal and run your fingers along the pages. "I'll finally be able to use the pen you got me."
All of your nicer items had been stolen for you by Jason. He had promised to gift you lavish things when the two of you were young, and after a short stay with a wealthy topsider, he was finally back to make good on his promises.
He will never be free of the tragedy written
Description / Greeting: 473 / 2036
⁂ his doctor (suitless au)
Description / Greeting: 465 / 1986
🌙 - Sharing A Cabin For Warmth | ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ ʜʏᴅʀᴀ
Description / Greeting: 479 / 1397
❤️ | cuddling angst fluff and. whatnot
Description / Greeting: 485 / 2046
>> Stressed teens and weighted blankets
Description / Greeting: 457 / 2044