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sylverstorms · 1 year

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“You look your best when you’re at my mercy” League of Legends Version.

Katarina has her hands everywhere on you the second your door closes behind her. Lips hot on yours, she walks you back at a dizzying pace, silently demanding you trust her to lead you to bed, or whichever other surface she decides she wants you on tonight.

In itself, the intensity is nothing new; she’s a crimson hurricane on most of her nightly visits, one that leaves you breathless, wrecked in more ways than one. Of course, like the wind, she isn’t a solid to be held on to. One moment she’s on top of you, skilled and firm and perfect, the next... gone.

And yet, it’s hard for two people regularly doing all the things you do not to grow closer to each other in the process. You have come to know the infamous assassin of Noxus, what she likes, what triggers her. So tonight you are sure something has ticked her off, judging by how fast your shirt and bra are damn near ripped off your torso.

Teeth latch on the spot underneath your jaw that never fails to make you weak. She sucks –hard– and you gasp out her name in a sound torn between begging and warning. The low chuckle that comes right by your ear makes you dig your nails into her toned biceps, the contours of which you can feel through her black, form-fitting blouse. You wish the smug bastard didn't turn you on so powerfully, alas.

The haze of your mind hardly lets you notice when your knees hit the mattress. You only register that you are horizontal underneath her when she pulls back to look down at you, admiring her handiwork through darkened, smokey emeralds.

A smirk as sharp as her knives curls her lips. “It really suits you, you know. Being at my mercy.”

Except she's known to show none.

Syndra takes whatever she wants the moment she wants it. ‘No’ is a foreign word to her and certainly not one you think to say when she shows up out of nowhere, grabs you by the shoulder, then pushes you through a portal straight into her room. By the time the nausea dies down, your back is already against a wall, her succulent, dark-painted lips molded in-between yours.

She always tastes of raw arcane. Every hungry kiss, every electric touch, every inch of her lithe body. Everything about her is limitless magic and unrestrained power, as addictive as the most potent drug. Against all common sense, you’re already hooked on her, wholly and completely. No matter how many times you have her, you can never get enough.

If asked how this ordeal began, you have no answer to give. One moment you were stuck in a boring league event exchanging quips about Ionia with a white-haired, noble-looking woman –insufferably arrogant, but undeniably hot in her purple, slit dress. The next, she was sucking your tongue like a lollipop in an empty room. She took her pleasure on your fingers, then left you to gape after her as she opened a portal to a distinct fortress floating in the sky; the home of the Dark Sovereign.

“Nothing smart to say now?”

She repeats the words of your first time together against your mouth. Her hand slides up your chest to lock firmly around your neck, manicured nails biting ever-so-slightly in, guiding you down onto her queen-sized bed. She defies gravity with how gracefully she climbs on top. Two darkly-shining spheres trap your hands over your head while strong, warm, stocking-clad thighs squeeze your lower half into submission.

“I prefer you quiet, anyway.” she smirks. “And completely at my mercy.”

Elise likes to corner you. A lot. Whether it is in empty alcoves or the dark caverns where Black Rose meetings take place, she will block your path and slowly walk you back against the nearest wall. That is where you find yourself again, trapped between chitinous spider limbs and her forearms at either side of your head, her breath ghosting by the shell of your ear. Your heart thunders in your chest –the blood is rushing straight between your legs– and you're sure she can feel it.

She's smiling. Enjoying this. You know she is. Elise appreciates having total control outside and inside the bedroom. She is an apex predator and you her willing victim; the fly that felt the spider's teeth scrape its skin and somehow survived, only to become addicted to the sensation. Every moment spent lost in her is another date with danger, but that's what makes it so intoxicating.

The inches of height she has on you bring your mouth level with the inviting crook of her neck, just at the ends of her chic crimson hair. The marble skin there calls to you like a siren. Her expensive perfume cocoons you in raw desire for her. Before you realize what you're doing you are worshiping her pulse point and she chuckles into your ear.

"Eager, are we?" she coos, long fingers winding through your hair to tilt your head back, so her mouth hovers above yours like sweet poison that's just about to drip. "I do like that."

A kiss comes; deep and sinful. One that is deceptively honeyed, if not for the bite on your upper lip as you part. Her hands push down on your shoulders and your knees touch the cold ground, but you do not much care. Not when her fingers curl under your chin and guide it on her thigh, at the gaps of her outfit.

“Good.” she praises. “Don't you forget that is your place; on your knees between my legs, entirely at my mercy.”

Evelynn is unpredictable on her best days. The idol could come up to you simply to link your arms as you walk through a crowd because she's feeling possessive, then ignore you for the rest of the day. Likewise, she may lean into your ear in public, whisper the kinkiest, hottest thing imaginable, then maintain her aloof poker face while you ache for her for hours.

Tonight her hand –absent the ring-claws, thankfully– is firm on your stomach, walking you back until you are pressed against the hood of her Lamborghini. She teases her dark, glossy mouth just above yours the entire time, enticing you with what you can have as a reward if you play nice. Her creamy thigh slides between your legs like smoke, locks you against her heat and the cool metal of her car.

Whining her name and straining to kiss her only earn you a lethal smirk. Evelynn instead traps your chin between a thumb and pointer, turns it the other way so you bare your neck to her like an offering. Plush, full lips brand your already heated skin, before pearly teeth join in to set your stomach on fire. Her expensive scent, her ministrations, her perfect body, they're almost too much to handle at once.

Satisfied after you are sufficiently marked as hers, she guides you by the chin into the liplock you've been craving. The sensation of kissing her is otherworldly; like you're suspended on a dark cloud, in a world of promises dripping sin. The hand on your stomach pushes you more firmly, in a way that would make the edges of the car behind you hurt if pain didn't only enhance pleasure in this moment. Then her nails bite into your skin a little, drag down to the belt of your pants…

“You're such a pretty sight like this, darling.” she grins. “I do so love to have you at my mercy.”

LeBlanc is a secret shrouded in smoke and mirrors. You never know what to expect with her, if she will act indifferent towards you as if you have never tasted the dark velvet lipstick on her lips, or find her way into your room in the dead of night to keep you up for hours. It is her name that leaves your throat hoarse the following day, but you can never know if she was ever really with you, or if it was all another illusion.

Even now, with her cool, long fingers slithering down your bare stomach –gods, the tremors her touch leaves in its wake– another set of hands undressing you from behind, rubbing teasing circles on your shoulders while two mouths suck languorously on opposite sides of your neck, you aren’t sure which is the clone. Maybe they both are. The real her could be sitting at a darkened corner of her room, admiring the view with a glass of wine in hand. You want to banish the thought that she may not even be here.

Then again, perhaps there is no use seeking her out at all. As she has told you, there is little difference between herself and her clones. She is her duplicates and she is everywhere. Right this moment, she is everywhere around you. On you. In you. All you can smell is the subtle spice of her perfume as she tugs your hair to expose more of your neck to her. All you can see is her burning violet gaze and her sultry smirk that makes you ache for a kiss. If this is nothing but a dream, you still don’t ever want to wake up.

Instead, you open your mouth to ask for more, yet her finger has already silenced you. LeBlanc leans close, close enough that you can feel the vibration of her voice on your lips;

“My greedy girl.” she coos. “You love this, don’t you? Knowing every inch of you is at my mercy...”

#league of legends x reader #katarina x reader #elise x reader #syndra x reader #evelynn x reader #leblanc x reader #fanfiction #katarina du couteau #spicy #league of legends #SylverStorms #creative writing #lgbtq #kda evelynn

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fandom-imagines · 3 years

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Alive

Fandom: League of Legends

Pairing: Zed X StarGuardian!Reader (lore wise this doesn’t make sense, but it’s an idea I had for a while!)

Words: 553

Summary: After disappearing for a long time to escape the wrath of Zoe, Xayah and Rakan, Syndra finally discovers Y/N is alive after being presumed dead. Of course, she tells the girls boyfriend, Zed.

“You’re alive,” Syndra’s voice was as calm as ever, despite having just found out that someone who was thought to be dead was in fact alive. “Injured, but alive. Does he know?”

A sigh left Y/N’s lips as she shook her head in shame.

“No,”

Now it was Syndra’s turn to sigh.

“He was a wreck, he didn’t show it, but he was. Anyone that knows him well enough could see it,”

“It was for the best,” Y/N told her, wincing as the Star Guardian applied some alcohol to the fresh wound. “He’s safer this way. Please don’t tell him where I am, I’m sure he’s over me by now.”

Syndra simply shook her head.

The moon hung high in the sky, its beams softly lighting Y/N’s face as she lay on the ground.

She was waiting. She knew Syndra well enough to know that she would tell him everything, including where she is.

“You’re alive,” Zed’s words were identical to Syndra’s, the rough tone being something Y/N found she had missed dearly.

“Yes,”

Wordlessly, Zed stepped towards her before lowering himself onto the ground beside her. He had missed her as much as she had missed him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, glancing towards the Y/H/C-haired girl.

“I wanted to protect you. Zoe, Xayah and Rakan wanted me dead, and I didn’t want to drag you into that,”

“I could’ve protected you,” his tone was harsh yet caring. “I still can,”

For the first time in what felt like forever, Y/N smiled at Zed, “I know you can, but I don’t want you too.”

Her words stung.

“Why not?”

She simply shrugged, not wanting to tell him why.

As she attempted to look away, Zeds hand reached out to grab her cheek, turning her attention back to him.

“Tell me,” he pleaded. “Please…”

Y/N knew him well enough to sense the desperation in his voice. He wanted to know. No. He needed to know.

“It would have been dangerous. Not only for you, for the entire order. Our relationship was risky enough, could you imagine how suspicious it would be if you had protection for me constantly?” Zed knew what she was saying was true, however he refused to believe it.

“I don’t want to lose you again, Y/N,” despite the calmness in his voice, Zed’s unmasked face betrayed the monotone noise. “I love you.”

“You love me?”

A sigh left the assassins lips, a slight amused smirk forming at her reaction. “Do you really think we would have been together for so long if I didn’t? Would I really offer to protect you? Would I be here?”

“I love you too,” her voice was shaky, hand reaching out for Zed’s own.

“Please don’t leave again…”

A frown crawled onto Y/N’s lips. “I can’t stay Zed. It’s too dangerous for both of us.”

Zed shuffled closer to her until he was kneeling directly in front of her, his breath fanning against her lips. Both their breaths connecting at the closeness.

“Please,” he whispered as he leaned in closer. “For me?” Before she could form a reply his lips were pressed against her own in a sweet kiss, something that was abnormal for him.

“I can’t deny you anything,” Y/N breathlessly says.

“Good. I wouldn’t have it any other way,”

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runeterrankhaleesi · 2 years

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Hiii, I followed you a while back because I LOVED your Sett headcanons (like, your writing is so good). And I saw that you had your request open for the match up event. So if it's not too much trouble, could I please get a match up for League of Legends, Black Butler and AOT (I actually don't know if you can do for more than 1 fandom. But I know that it's a lot so please don't write for all of them if it's too much. If you write for one, could you please write for League of Legends?) Okay so, here is some information about me:

• I'm a 181cm tall female. I have shoulder length brunette hair, with curtain bangs dyed in purple.

• I'm pansexual

• I'm an introvert. I have social anxiety and I tend to be pretty shy (in general but with affection too since I'm not used to any kind). I'm pretty insecure with how I look (mainly bc of how tall I am for a girl) so compliments about my appearance don't phase me because I just can't believe them. I ignore and bottle up my emotions and like to focus more on other people and how they're feeling. I have a ... bizzare sense of humor. I'm really chill and my friends have said that I'm really kind, understandable and accepting. I prefer to listen to people instead to be the one that does the talking

• My hobbies include: reading, buying books and manga, watching anime, listening to music and hanging out with my cats.

• I can speak 3 languages so I guess that's a fun fact about me lol

Thank you so much for writing in advance. Please take as much as you want and again, you don't have to write for all of the fandoms that I mentioned if it's too much. Hope you have a nice day/evening!<3

[A/N: Hello darling! Thank you for reading and loving my Sett headcanons, I put my full effort in writing and I worked hard on them so thank you for all the compliments, it makes me really happy. Your very much welcome and I enjoyed writing this because I was able to know that Syndra's lore has been updated and information about Ionia has been expanded. I hope you have nice day/evening as well darling!]

I pair you with...

SYNDRA!

Why? Because...

Syndra has long been imprisoned and only recently managed to break free. It's been years since she's had an actual human interaction so you can tell her social skills are a bit...outdated, to say the least. You have to catch her up considering she missed quite a lot during her time in the Dreaming Pool, she's willing to learn and she's a great student. And she's actually pretty loyal, you don't need to be shy when you're around her, you can tell her secrets, things you're afraid to voice in front of people or just anything in general.

That said, as a way of returning your patience and kindness, she tries to help you with your social anxiety. Granted, she's not very good at it but she does her best and puts 100% of her effort in, you can think of her as a person to lean on. You can grab and use her hand like you would squeeze a stress ball if you're nervous, or you could whisper to her that you need some air or a quiet place, she'll bring you somewhere and do what she can with her magic to deafen the surroundings if it's too loud for you.

She's also not that great at giving affection, you can understand where she's coming from since her family, her friends, and even her mentor were scared of her. She knows these things take time to understand and to be able to express and give them to other people, but she's willing to put the time and patience. She likes to try new things so don't be scared when Syndra suddenly grabs your hand, wanting to walk with you hand-in-hand. Or suddenly hugging you from behind, her arms wrapped around your torso while you're in front of the stove, cooking.

One thing Syndra can't understand is how you can be insecure. You're a beautiful woman and Syndra appreciates every inch of your being. She doesn't mind you being tall for a woman, she thinks it's a unique trait of yours. Should anyone comment badly on your appearance, tell them to brace themselves for a storm.

Syndra doesn't like it when people keep secrets from her, your feelings are the same. You shouldn't bottle these emotions and feelings to yourself, it hurts, you can tell her and she won't judge. She tells you that you can vent on her, tell her when you're feeling sad or you're angry at your boss at work. She will intently listen and keep quiet during your venting as a sign of respect, showering you in kisses or squeezing you tightly in a hug right after, silently telling you "It's okay.".

You're more than free to share anything with her. She doesn't care if you say that you have a bizarre humor, you can tell her jokes or show her memes. Often, she won't understand and just look at you with a confused look that gets you cracking up everytime but that's okay, as long as she makes you smile and laugh.

And she appreciates the fact that you're so understanding and kind, she likes that you don't judge her for her past, and most of all, she likes the fact that you're not scared of her because of her magic.

She's talkative if you manage to bring it out of her, she has a lot of stories to tell, she just doesn't have many people who would be willing to listen. Her stories mostly consist of her childhood, sometimes it would be about books she read before or just some stuff she found interesting in her day.

Introduce her to your cats, you will not regret it. She will spend time with them and of course, with you. Syndra loves animals and petting them is her favorite thing to do so imagine her face lighting up when your cat purred when she petted it.

Syndra is a HUGE bookworm. She loves pretty much every genre, mostly history and literature. If you live near a local library, you can find Syndra there everyday, practically living there. You would bond over books. You both would read while snuggled on the couch or bed with your cats surrounding you, occasionally laying down beside you to sleep or to be petted. Syndra loves to learn new things and she wants to learn as much as she can, she would ask you to teach her the languages you speak. She thinks it's an impressive feat that you can speak three languages.

💝~Happy Valentines Day!~💝

#runeterrankhaleesi #league of legends x reader #lol x reader #league of legends #lol #syndra #LMMU #love month match up

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riftimagines · 4 years

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hello! it’s the squid anon again 🦑🦑 thank you so much for doing my thresh request! it was really good! your entire blog makes me smile, especially if i’m in a bad mood. all of your writing is so perfect. i hope you’re staying safe and healthy ^-^ may i also request some headcanons with syndra? syndra hangs out with zed a lot, which causes the reader to become jealous of him and then avoids syndra for awhile. so, syndra eventually notices and confronts the reader about it.

Hello squidly anon! Thank you for your kind words and I hope you too are doing well and staying safe! I’ve never written for Syndra and so I was tempted to try! I hope you like them!

Syndra x Jealous!Reader

-Having any type of positive relations with Syndra is rare so rare I fact only two people have them. Yourself and the Master of Shadows, Zed. The only difference in relations is that you are actually in a relationship with the Dark Sovereign. He is...something. A friend? An ally? Your not too sure.

-He comes by the tower every now and then, though seemingly more frequently to your chagrin, and he’s never threatened you or Syndra before. In fact the albino is fairly amiable. It doesn’t stop the odd bubbling in your abdomen whenever he starts to talk to Syndra. You don’t like this feeling at all and you don’t want Syndra to see you acting odd and so you excuse yourself and start to avoid them anytime he comes over.

-Syndra is no fool though and will notice your actions and faces whenever Zed does come to visit. Has he done something to you? Did she do something? Why are you avoiding her!? She calls to you, a bit frustratedly, and straightforwardly asks you why your acting so strange with her when Zed visits her.

-It’s a bit embarrassing to tell her what’s wrong but it’s better to be honest with her then to lie. Bad things happen when someone lies to her. You tell her you feelings and look away, ashamed of your emotions and fearful her reaction.

-She looks at you softly and lands in front of you. She cups your cheek and raises your face to meet her own. You have nothing to fear for she only loves you. The Master of shadows is merely a friend neither of them have any interest in each other romantically. Even if he is stronger and more capable of handling things he is not you and he can not express love to her like you can.

-Syndra will quell your worries and jealousy fairly easily, she’s very honest especially with you. Once she sees your feeling better she’ll start to float again and take you up with her. It’s jarring to just start floating and your reaction makes her laugh. See a other thing that you can do that Zed can not, bring her joy in her usually negative world.

#Syndra #league of legends #league of legends x reader

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ruvik-in-a-cube · 6 years

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okay but what ship do I write about next?

The epic saga of Katarina x Garen? or Syndra x Zed?

Random Ruvik smut? snuff? huehue

Rick Sanchez escapades? LUL

#writing #personal #katarina x garen #syndra x zed #ruvik #ruvik victoriano #rick sanchez #rick sanchez x reader #ruvik x reader #idunno #saranaeternus #fanfiction #the evil within #league of legends #rick and morty

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dip-writes · 3 years

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Masterlist

DC Comics

an eventful christmas (jason todd/reader smut one shot) | ao3

closing a deal (jason todd/reader smut one shot) | ao3

may the bridges i have burned light my way back home (jason todd/oc multichapter fic) | ao3

LoL

have this wish i wish tonight (star guardian a-z one shots collection, with a lot of variety, ships and one-sided ships) | ao3

you're my sanctuary (battle academia lux/kayn one shot) | ao3

pawns and pom poms (college au, following many characters) | ao3

Star Wars

like a sink hole (kylo ren/reader drabble) | ao3

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edgyspooks · 3 years

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League of Legends masterlist

😳 better sooner than when i have 500 posts that i need to index somehow

It’s below cuz it made for a super long post

Aatrox NSFW alphabet - A, T, R, O, X

Ahri Adoptive mother headcanons

Akali S/O kicks a guy in a bar

Akshan

Alistar

Amumu

Anivia

Annie

Aphelios General headcanons Aphelios x Childhood Friend Reader S/O who hides in a barrel S/O captured by the Solari Aphelios x Solari NSFW Alphabet - A, P, H, E, L, I, O, S

Ashe

Aurelion Sol

Azir

Bard

Blitzcrank

Brand

Braum

Caitlyn

Camille

Cassiopeia

Cho'Gath

Corki

Darius SFW Alphabet - J Falling for a recruit NSFW Alphabet - B, K, X, Y

Diana

Dr. Mundo

Draven SFW Alphabet - J (x Tamara) NSFW Alphabet - I (x Tamara)

Ekko

Elise

Evelynn

Ezreal S/O who hides in a barrel

Fiddlesticks

Fiora

Fizz

Galio

Gangplank

Garen SFW Alphabet - J (x Katarina) NSFW Alphabet - I (x Katarina)

Gnar

Gragas

Graves

Gwen

Hecarim

Heimerdinger

Illaoi

Irelia

Ivern

Janna

Jarvan IV

Jax

Jayce S/O who hides in a barrel

Jhin

Jinx

Kai'Sa

Kalista

Karma

Karthus

Kassadin

Katarina SFW Alphabet - J (x Garen) NSFW Alphabet - I (x Garen)

Kayle

Kayn Dating Kayn headcanons

Kennen

Kha'Zix

Kindred

Kled

Kog'Maw

LeBlanc

Lee Sin

Leona

Lillia Shooting stars (Lillia x Quinn meme fic) Adoptive mother headcanons

Lissandra Meeting a magical being who knows how to banish the void

Lucian

Lulu

Lux SFW Alphabet - A Ethereal being tells her about elemental planes

Malphite

Malzahar

Maokai

Master Yi

Miss Fortune

Mordekaiser

Morgana

Nami

Nasus

Nautilus

Neeko

Nidalee

Nocturne

Nunu and Willump

Olaf

Orianna

Ornn

Pantheon

Poppy

Pyke “You’re not on the list” (Pyke x reader)

Qiyana

Quinn Shooting stars (Lillia x Quinn meme fic)

Rakan SFW Alphabet - A (x Xayah) NSFW Alphabet - I (x Xayah)

Rammus

Rek'Sai

Rell

Renekton

Rengar

Riven

Rumble

Ryze

Samira

Sejuani

Senna

Seraphine

Sett S/O who hides in a barrel S/O kicks a guy in a bar SFW Alphabet - A NSFW Alphabet - K, S

Shaco

Shen Shen as a father General headcanons 3 headcanons meme - 😳

Shyvana

Singed

Sion

Sivir

Skarner

Sona Adoptive mother headcanons

Soraka Adoptive mother headcanons

Swain SFW Alphabet - J NSFW Alphabet - J, M, W

Sylas

Syndra

Tahm Kench

Taliyah

Talon S/O who hides in a barrel Blackwood!S/O kicks a guy in a bar

Taric

Teemo

Thresh SpiritBlossom!S/O who hides in a barrel

Tristana

Trundle

Tryndamere

Twisted Fate S/O who hides in a barrel NSFW Alphabet - K, S

Twitch

Udyr

Urgot

Varus

Vayne Vayne turned into a monster A slave to monsterkind

Veigar

Vel'Koz

Vex

Viego The Endless Chase(Part 1) The Endless Chase(Part 2) Soulmate AU - Viego x Reader

Viktor

Vladimir Academy!S/O who hides in a barrel Academy!S/O kicks a guy in a bar

Volibear

Warwick Where the monsters belong

Wukong

Xayah SFW Alphabet - A (x Rakan) NSFW Alphabet - I (x Rakan)

Xerath

Xin Zhao

Yasuo S/O who hides in a barrel

Yone S/O who hides in a barrel Academy!S/O kicks a guy in a bar

Yorick

Yuumi

Zac

Zed

Ziggs

Zilean

Zoe

Zyra

#masterlist #lol masterlist #league of legends masterlist

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liliesinrequiem · 3 years

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The Book and a Cocktail

A/N: I saw the pool party Sett skin and the one tweet about cocktails and I just felt infused with the inspiration. Is this my best? Probably not but I love Sett and ahhhhhh. This is kinda disjointed and not the best at all and I’m sorry. Also, my summary is awful and I’m so sorry about that.

Pairing: Sett x Reader

Summary: A day at the beach, you want to finish a novel, but things keep interrupting you.

CW: Implications of sex. Nothing explicit, though!

“Are you just gonna stay here all day?” asked your boyfriend. You shielded your eyes as you stared up at the man. The novel in your hand was just getting good and you refused to break away from it. He’d managed to convince you to go to the beach and you had chosen to spend the day in the shade and not in the sweltering heat.

“Yes,” you curtly answered, “Is there a problem?”

“How’s spending the day reading a book better than catching some rays and riding waves?” Sett had crouched down to be closer to your eye level. Or closer to figuring out what book you were reading since you’d been keeping it a secret.

“Listen. Leona lent me this book for the day and I gotta crunch it all in because otherwise, I miss out on the chance of finishing it. Besides, don’t you have other things to be doing, Mr. Lifeguard?” you asked as you pulled the book closer to you and far away from his ever-approaching grasp.

He laughed before saying, “You got me there, babe. Fine. I’ll let you be.” You watched him walk away before turning your attention back to the book.

Right as you found your place, you heard someone scream “watch out” before you felt a ball smash into your head. Thankfully, no sand got into your face but volleyballs hit hard. You blearily saw Syndra run up and ask if you were fine as she retrieved the ball. You only nodded as you regained your senses and tried to look back at your book. The ache soon subsided and you continued reading.

Some chapters later, you heard commotion on the left side of the beach and saw Taric jump down from his lifeguard seat and start running...to the right side of the beach. “Taric!” you yelled in an attempt to get his attention. “Wrong way!” The warnings and redirections went unnoticed until another beachgoer joined into your screaming that got the lifeguard running in the right direction. Whether the person in need of assistance was truly alright or not was an uncertainty that you would rather keep. What number strike was that on his chart?

Your eyes read the lead up to the romantic confession when Taliyah interrupted up to you and asked for help. Her hair had gotten a bit jostled around from suffering earlier and the tie in it had been shifted around and was falling off. “Come here,” you said and worked on adjusting her hair to be more stable for when she entered the waves again. “There.”

No sooner did you turn back to your book that Syndra’s voice alerted you once again of incoming danger. At least you were not hurt and managed to dodge the ball coming to your direction. You returned to the love story after handing the ball back to her.

Before you continued reading, Zoe came up to you and asked to build a sand castle with her. “Sure, why not?” As much as you hated getting sand all over you, her puppy-dog eyes made it hard to refuse and you found yourself spending some time in creating sand designs. When you returned to your book, you found yourself being interrupted again by something else. This time, it happened to be Heimerdinger.

“No, I am not sure how that would work, Heimerdinger.” You had repeated the sentence so many times to the point where you just knew that he was not listening to you. His initial question about the sand castle (after having seen the masterpiece that you and Zoe had made) had devolved into ramblings about sound structure building and other things that you could not think of properly. You had stopped paying attention at some point and felt agitated that you were unable to finish the book. You were so close.

By the time that he had finished rambling, you noticed the sun going down. Leona had managed to track you down, even though you prayed she would not, and gotten the book back. You lied about it being good and it seemed like a decent enough answer to the woman. She promised to lend you the sequel sometime. If only that mattered to you when you didn’t know the ending of the first one. You stood dejectedly with your beach items, waiting for your boyfriend. “Are you all ready to leave?” asked Sett, walking up to where you were.

“I guess...” you trailed off. Leona had long since left the beach and all courage to ask her to borrow it again had gone down the drain as she had left.

“What’s wrong?” he asked as he pulled you into his arms. “Was the book not good?”

“Actually, I wasn’t even able to finish the book….It’s like people kept deciding to interrupt me with everything. At this point, Syndra and her volleyballs are absolute liabilities,” you rambled.

You stopped talking as he chuckled. “What?” you asked, looking up at him.

“Nothing, nothing. If you’re so bothered by not finishing the book, I’ll get it for you. How’s that sound?” he said.

“Really?” you asked. You hated asking him for things but you wanted that book so badly. You needed to know the ending.

He nodded. “Thank you so much,” you said, pecking his cheek. He always managed to resolve things with little stress.

“Not a problem. Now, how about I get you a cocktail to wind down from a stressful day?” asked Sett.

“A cocktail?” you questioned. You were not sure of any bars that were nearby. Not even the boardwalk had one from what you remembered of the layout. Sett and you weren’t staying in a hotel either so where would the two of you go?

“Yup, I know just the perfect one.” He started guiding you away from the beach. As the two of you walked, you were still thinking.

“Cocktails….cocktails...cocktails…” It was when you realized how dangerously low your boyfriend’s hand was on your waist that you realized what he was talking about.

“Settrigh!”

Not that he lied about the cocktail helping you forget the stress of the day.

#sett #lol sett #league of legends x reader #sett x reader #league of legends x you #league of legends imagines #League of Legends #not sfw

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heckinhacker · 4 years

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Can I get SG Xayah x female reader headcanons? please?

Star Guardian!Xayah x Star Guardian!Fem!S/O - meeting and falling in love.

A/N: In this version she had something going on with Rakan but none of them did anything about it, so she was single while every headcanon of it. ^^

Edit: kinda frick fracked everything but just go along with it?? I hope that mistake in history I made won't be that much of a problem, sniff

You got chosen by The First Star out of nowhere - you didn’t even knew why.

You did agree, of course! You were normal human being, but got chosen anyway. Only Ezreal had it that way, so you were moved to Ahri’s team, so it’s easier for you to fit in.

You became friends with Ezreal right away, he told you the most important tips, but some were as useful as holes in the bridge - which means not at all. They were like that because Ezreal has that self esteem of God.

Good for him, but you’re not exactly like him, poorly.

You tried to befriend everyone and it went almost easy.

Why almost? You had this hell of a ride to even start a conversation with Xayah - you just got instant crush and couldn’t deal with it.

She was so…perfect?? But you were sure she was taken.

Surprise - she wasn’t! Ezreal told you Rakan hit friendzone with his face way too hard, they’re just close together because they’re childhood friends!

You sighed with relief. Ezreal hit your back, laughing loudly. “That’s your chance! Go, befriend her! Then use that one pick-up line I teached you!”

“ This the last thing I should tell her-”

He pushed you into her direction - but he pushed a little bit too hard, you lost your balance.

Xayah didn’t let you fall, of course. She caught you, slowly helping you up. “Are you alright?” she asks.

You, burning red right away, answer “Y-yeah, I’m okay…”

You both stare into each other’s eyes for too long. You thought it’s because situation is awkward, so you, as a dummy, started: “D…did it hurt when heaven fall- I-I mean, Oh GOD.” You wanted to walk away, especially hearing her laugh, but she grabbed your wrist.

“ Hurt as hell, still hurts when I walk. You’d like to help me out?”

You had no idea how in the hell that worked, but it fucking did!

You walked with her around school, then had some walk around town, you really clicked. She saw that and you did too.

Rakan once walked up to you, looking angry as hell. And your only thoughts were “oh crap oh crap oh crap what if ezreal made a goof out of you and they actually WERE together? crapcrapcrap-”

“[y/n], we need to talk.”

“ y…ye?”

“If you try to hurt Xayah, I swear to the First Star none of your magical abilities will be able to save you from me kicking your ass. I don’t even care that you’re a girl-”

“Rakan, wait, what are you talking about?”

“She LIKES you [y/n]! I wasn’t supposed to tell you that but if you just dare to even say no to her after you hit on her, I swear I will-”

You giggled loudly and hugged him out of happiness. Rakan just groaned quietly and hugged you too.

“Please, be good to her.”

“I will be, I will be! But…I’m sorry, Rakan.”

“ I’ll move on. Who wouldn’t like a pretty face like mine?”

“You ARE handsome and charming, it’ll be easy.”

At this moment you became friends with Rakan too.

Important: Don’t worry about Rakan, he wasn’t that sad, he could be stil Xayah’s friend and hit on some other girl, no problemo! He was a-okay, don’t worry about him ^^

You got to be Xayah’s girlfriend for two weeks, but THIS happened.

You were too far from her to help, Rakan jumped in to help her as a true friend he is - and Neeko with them got lost too!

You wanted to run and attempt to save your girlfriend too, but Syndra grabbed you with nelson hold, not letting you go. You had no clue Syndra is that strong. You sobbed your eyes out. Everyone looked shaken, but you had it the worst.

Ahri said you all need to go back, and you did.

You couldn’t function for a long time, you just cut yourself off. Noone could reach you, not even Ezreal.

You were desperate, and you knew Ahri wouldn’t agree to even try and make sure they’re over, so you went alone.

It was a mistake, of course, but with a good ending for you. Why?

You went there, and Zoe knew you will, you loved Xayah too much you couldn’t live with the thought of not being sure. So she was there, she’d shown herself after you appeared.

You gasped, you wanted to get to her as fast as possible to hug her, even though you knew there was something bad with her. Good you didn’t run into her, since she took her fighting position, her feathers ready to be thrown.

You had that short fight where she won, because you were distracted by emotions.

You were lying down, she was above you, holding sharp feather in her hand above your head, ready to kill.

“Xayah, wait, please!” you shouted desperately. You saw the change in her eyes, worried expression.

“…[y/n]…?” She lowered her hand with feather, dropping it.

Zoe was losing her goddamn mind, she was shouting “kill her! K I L L HER!”

But Xayah knew she’ll lose herself in a moment, and knew you’ll be a stubborn baby about not leaving her alone, so she leaned down and kissed you, holding your cheeks with her pretty hands.

You knew what she was doing. You kissed her back, letting her corrupt you too.

You just didn’t want to leave her alone.

You were the best villain girlfriends this world ever had, let me tell you. ;)

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xnekorux · 5 years

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I Need Some Suggestions for "We Found Love"

Okay, I'll be blunt with all of you. A reader of mine (I forgot specifically who, sorry ^^") had pointed out one particular detail about my story "We Found Love".

Everyone one in that fic is either becoming or is already...

🌈 GAY 🌈

(Not that there's anything wrong with that! Trust me, I'd paint rainbows all over my story if it were physically possible) 😅

So! To even out the count of the story couples a tad bit and to avoid the possibility of all of you getting bored of all the FxF pairings, do you readers have any decent and reasonable straight (MxF) ships in mind? (And please spare me the Kat x Garen and Ashe x Trynd xD)

So far, the only straight pairing I have in mind is Syndra x Zed (I'm honestly holding back the urge to partner Syndra with Karma 😂)

#suggestions #opinions anyone?#we found love #kda fanfic #kda #kda universe #ships #any ships?

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yourarmynoona · 6 years

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The Warrior & the Warlock || Chapter 3

Description: [Fantasy!AU] You have lost your home, your family, your tribe, and are wanted by a rival tribe for the murder of their general. On the run and seeking vengeance for the destruction of your people in the form of a Sacred Rune, you make an unlikely ally in the form of a wandering Warlock with his own secrets to hide. Your fates intertwine as you journey across to mysterious lands in search of the rune but when destiny has other plans, your journey becomes much bigger than you could have imagined.

Rating: M

Reader x Namjoon

Themes: Fantasy, Smut (eventual), Adventure, Murder, Mystery

Wordcount: 10k+

Notes: It’s late and I really didn’t proofread so...yeah....

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

You were slightly aghast with a distorted look gracing your features. It was the guy you ran into in the Red Bazaar area. He smiled shyly and looked into your direction announcing, “Hey! Long time no see!” only to have Namjoon and Taehyung raise an eyebrow in your direction. Fate really was playing an interesting game with you these days.

“Hey...,” you trailed off, your voice somewhat awkwardly shrinking. Jungkook looked simply amused by the turn of events.

“I see you’ve met before!” Taehyung stated with a smile and a mischievous grin, elbowing Jungkook on the side of his armor. Jungkook blushed furiously and lightly punched a laughing Taehyung in the arm with his free hand as Namjoon and you looked on quizzically. During the exchange, Wakonga cleared his throat to garner your attention towards himself, his hands tucked behind his back. “Now dat you have made the acquaintance of one anoda, let us get down to business. My dear friend, Syndra Silvane-“

“You mean THE Sylvana Silvane?!” Namjoon interjected excitedly, placing his hands loudly on the wooden table with his eyes growing wide as he leaned in towards Wakonga.

“Yes, DE Syndra Silvane. She be sick with de wasting disease. She was only recently raised from de dead by a fellow Wizard but soon became ill. She is dying slowly and it breaks my heart to know dis. Escort des fine young men around town for de next two days and your debt will be removed.”

Namjoon and yourself nodded firmly.

“Do not let dem get into to much trouble. Dey come from fa away on de Sword Coast and are at de top in completed quests. I expect you to treat our guests well.” Wakonga narrowed his eyes and downturned his face with his last sentence and you felt a chill go up your spine. His voice was dark and foreboding, a warning that you knew was particularly for you. Namjoon straightened his posture before he announced that the pair of you would do well so as to not cause anymore trouble. Seeing his job was done, Wakonga sent for a guard to escort you to the lobby area. It seemed that even then Wakonga had his eyes on you and Namjoon.

After leaving the jail and entering the bustling streets of Port Nyanzaru, your party agreed to find lodging for the night and perhaps a good meal before the events of tomorrow. Prior to leaving, you were informed that the following day would be spent in both the Red Bazaar and the entirety of the Market Ward gathering supplies and assisting Jungkook and Taehyung in preparation for their journey into the unknown lands of Chult. You told them you knew of a place, the Leaping Lizard Tavern, that hosted larger parties for less coin but it was across town in the well, “not so great” side of the port as you put it lightly. However, it was known to have guides that visited or other unsavory types that were great sources of information. You remember how Namjoon had looked at you in disbelief that you were intentionally going to a notorious mercenary and killer-for-hire hunting ground and the way you had assured him if you, a rather short, lone, female barbarian were okay there, they would be too. Making your way through the streets, pteralizards flying high overhead beside birds of various sizes, you watched the way Taehyung’s jaw was dropped in awe at the sights of the city. He frequently would run ahead and stop at stalls or to look at the Thunder Lizards passing by, calling out to Jungkook who would simply shake his head and continue on with a warm smile at his friend’s antics.

“Wow! Jungkook look at them! There’s all different sizes and types! They look like big lizards but their so friendly!” Taehyung exclaimed, crouched down under a tree and near a stall off the center of wide plaza area, petting a small two-legged Thunder Lizard that had rolled over on it’s back to receive the attention. It was dark in color with two distinctive yellow markings above is eyes and on its muzzle down to its chest.

“Those are Orintholizards. Their small like chickens and can run really fast. Most people keep them as pets. They’re actually really good at sniffing things out and they don’t get very big.” You explained at Taehyungs side, also crouching down to pet the head of the tiny Thunder Lizard, receiving a enthused trill in return. Taehyung looked towards Jungkook with pleading eyes asking him desperately “Can we keep him Jungkook? He could be very useful in the jungle!” His eyes shone brilliantly and you could see a small pout playing on his lips like a small child. Jungkook simply clicked his tongue before letting out an exasperated sigh and stating “You will have to care for it and feed it then. I take no responsibility for what happens next, hyung.” Taehyung leapt up from the ground with the tiny lizard in both his hands held out before him, excitedly claiming “I’m going to call you Yeontan! Because you’re dark like coal!”

You got up and strode over to Namjoon, asking what the term was that Jungkook called Taehyung, wondering if it was a term of endearment or a nickname. “It’s a term we Shou use to call someone ‘brother’ and we have different terms for people who are older or younger. It’s how we show respect.” Namjoon said, his eyes never leaving Taehyung playing with his new pet.

After the small distraction, your party was back on track to your destination, passing the usual shouting merchants, growling Thunder Lizards, and the creak of wooden carts hauling goods towards the Tiryki Anchorage, the shipping hub for the mouth of one of the two rivers that ended in Port Nyanzaru. The air was searingly hot as the sun was overhead and only a few large palms offered relief from the midday sun. Rounding a corner through the ward, you were finally passing the Colosseum and headed north towards the Old City area where the Inn was. When you finally arrived at the inn, Taehyung was once again shell-shocked at something within the city, though this time you wouldn’t blame him. There was a giant Thunder Lizard skull used as the awning to the entrance of the Leaping Lizard Tavern and Inn, though you were sure it was rather fake since you have yet to see one of that size in your life. Opening the heavy and ornately carved wooden door, Namjoon fell in behind you, a white-knuckle grip on his quarter staff in hand that he had quickly removed from his belt. You could sense his apprehension for stepping foot in such an establishment and wondered if your previous incident had anything to do with it.

The group of you settled in to a table off to the side of the two-story tavern near the stage. There was a folk band playing local music to a crowd of somewhat disinterested patrons who were deep in conversation or drink. There were many tall tables scattered about and an area off to the side reminiscent of the café, filled with large cushions and low tables with big and small smoking towers on them to which patrons would take puffs before exhaling upwards. The was somewhat foggy but smelled wonderfully sweet and aromatic, almost like mildly charred fruit and you could feel your stomach rumble in response. A server in a loose caftan gown came over to you, and you placed your orders for food as well as inquired about possibly bedding there for the night. You were told it was only 1 gold piece per night and 2 silver pieces per hour and were elated about having such a deal, though Namjoon seemed to be concerned about the shady price tag and why the establishment had an hourly rate.

The server would return shortly with a tray full of luscious finger foods, grains, and drink for your party right as you got down to business. Popping a small round berry into your mouth you began, “So what is this journey you’re going on? We’ve heard some stuff about it but really don’t know much else and it’s hard to get you equipment if we don’t know where you’re going.” It sounded logical but the truth was, you were just as eager to know the situation as Namjoon. Jungkook spoke for Taehyung, whose cheeks were currently full of flatbread and meat while his new pet was seated in his lap trying to steal his food.

“Ms. Silvane sent us here from Baldur’s Gate to resolve the issue of the Wasting Disease. We ourselves are a bit lost as to what it is but know what we can head into Madukka to find out more as they seem to have rumors of Lost Runes hidden in some tomb far in the mountain jungles,” he took a steady sip of his drink, his forearm on the able supporting him as he continued, “To be honest, we were kind of hoping you guys would have some information about it. Wakonga briefed us and said one of you was a scholar and the other was a fighter so Tae and I had some hope that maybe you guys knew something about it.”

It was true, you did know something but that was up to Namjoon to disclose. No sooner than you had finished your thought, Namjoon spoke.

“I would say that we know a little however, if I tell you, I have a request on behalf of ___ and myself.”

Jungkook leaned in a little further, his eyes growing a little wider in curiosity.

“If we tell you what we know, you must allow us to join you on this journey.”

If this wasn’t the second time you had lost your tea in one day, the third time was going to be happening shortly. You knew it was coming but didn’t think he was serious about discussing it then and there or even that you wanted to go with them. You thought it was a fanciful notion that he was having and that he wasn’t serious about it. After all, your contract only said until day after tomorrow. Right?

“Woah, woah, woah!” you exclaimed, sitting up promptly from your stooped poster at the table. All eyes were on you. “Namjoon, don’t we have other uh, things?” you answered carefully, bringing your voice down. You knew that he had wanted to go into the jungle but your perception of the situation was to go to the jungle with Namjoon ONLY and get the Lost Runes that you needed, then go about your merry way while they solved the other problem. It wasn’t to cure some disease.

Namjoon answered with a surprised expression “I figured if we joined forces, we could get what we need to get done. Besides, I actually have someone else I wanted to recruit with us as well.” You downturned your head and pouted. Perhaps it was selfish of you to only want it to be you and Namjoon or perhaps it was because your level of trust with outsiders was already limited after what you had experienced the last few months. Though logically, he was right. The more diverse the party, the easier the quest. It still didn’t change your opinion of the situation. Jungkook reiterated this fact and said it would actually be beneficial if you teamed up with them as their skillset was quite different than yours.

“Namjoon…” you trailed off, making eye contact with him before turning to Jungkook. “Okay we will go with you but I’m only going because he is going” you stated matter-of-factly crossing your arms and straightening your posture. If it was something he wanted to do for his sister and mother, it was your job to make it happen. You did owe him your life. Besides, it probably did make sense on his end that they cure the disease first if he really did intend to resurrect them, though you knew he was leaving that part out as a precaution.

Jungkook’s nose wrinkled in a small smile before poking Taehyung and explaining the situation. Namjoon then would fill the two in on what he had learned, unpacking the scroll from his large leather pouch and explaining what they were possibly looking for. You noticed that he left out the part about the Lost Runes and were unsure if that was purposeful or it was because it simply was not relevant to their cause. Jungkook and Taehyung figured that if you were indeed going to make the journey and add an accomplice to the mission of Namjoon’s choosing, it was to make a profit for personal reasons. You took a large bite of flatbread before inquiring more about who Jungkook and Taehyung really were. You had gotten to know where they were from and a little about them but if you were going to trust them in battle, you needed to learn who they were as people.

“Well for starters,” Jungkook began, “we’re both natives of the Sword Coast in Toril, though Taehyung here wasn’t born there.” Jungkook ruffled his friend’s blonde locks before Taehyung spoke up, “I was born in the High Forest. Not sure where, but I lived with my human grandma and father on a farm in Greenest in the Greenfields for a while before I moved.”

You had never been to the Sword Coast but had been around the area in Toril before and had ventured through the High Forest on accident. You were 100% sure that only Elves lived there but maybe you were wrong. The fact that he had said "human grandma" ghosted over your head, but Namjoon looked up from a bite of his food briefly to look directly at Taehyung before resuming looking back down to some notes as he ate. Right as you were about to ask about their area of specialty and skillset, Yeontan jumped up to nip Taehyungs finger for preventing him from eating a piece of meat and when he withdrew his hand, it brushed back his hair near the side of his head in the process. Just as you did with Namjoon, you caught a glimpse of his ears.

“You’re an elf?” you asked as if almost a statement. Right as Taehyung told Yeontan a firm “no”, he looked towards you and said “Nope! I’m only half. My mother was an elf but my dad is 100% human but sometimes I question that.” He let loose a laugh accompanied with a boxy grin. You looked over to Namjoon who didn’t seem phased in the least bit then to Jungkook, who appeared a few spoonfuls deep in some grain and vegetable dish.

“So how old are you in Common Years?”

“I’m 39, ____ and I’ve been with Jungkook since he was a baby pretty much,” he said gleefully, poking Jungkooks cheek full of food while Yeontan chattered in his lap.

Jungkook looked up and his brow furrowed before mumbling something along the lines of “And if anyone is the baby, it’s you” with a mouth full of food. It appeared as though the age thing was a soft spot. “Namjoon-ah, you’re just like me too! How old are you in Common Years?” Taehyung inquired, his head cocked delicately to the side, his hands occupied with rubbing Yeontan’s head. Namjoon looked up from the text he was reading and smiled.

“46. So, not too much older. What was your mother?”

“She was Or-Tel'Quessir, Wood Elf. I’m not really sure how I happened other than my dad and my mom spent a few years visiting one another and then, BOOP! Out I came. Weird right? Wood elves kinda keep to themselves. I remember living in the High Forest for a little bit but then my mom told me I would stay with my dad so here we are!”

To you, it sounded similar to how Namjoon grew up but different in that he actually lived among elves for a while in contrast to Namjoon, who has been among humans his entire life. You wondered if there were cultural differences between elf races just like humans but decided you’d ask another day. During your exchange, Namjoon seemed to be listening intently and nodding his head in agreement while Jungkook continued to shovel food in his mouth.

“How about you,” you nodded your head towards Jungkook “Any weird family stories on your end?” He swallowed before responding with a large gulp. “Nope, just an ordinary guy from Baldur’s Gate.” Taehyung scoffed and nudged Jungkook with his free elbow, “He’s really not. He is very humble but hyung here is actually a noble! Can you believe it?!” He seemed rather excited at the statement but Jungkook appeared to choke on his dish, his eyes watering as he squeezed them shut.

Apparently there was more to these guys than you thought.

“So you’re a noble huh? Makes sense. Fancy armor like that doesn’t come cheap,” you pointed to him across the table, your finger tracing faux patterns in the air that mimicked the golden designs across his pauldrons. You weren’t sure Jungkook was blushing furiously or was just red from the oxygen deprivation. He put his utensil down and ruffled his chestnut brown tendrils before answering that he was born into one of the many noble families in Baldur’s Gate and grew up training in swordsmanship in order that he would become a future high-ranking military officer in Toril like many other young noblemen did. However, he stated that as he got older, the less he wanted to be a military official and the more he wanted to travel and see the world. He and Taehyung informed you that Taehyung’s family would visit the city to sell their crops and he met Jungkook when he was a mere infant when his family was outside of the Inner Wall, becoming fast friends when he finally moved to the city on his own to study under a resident shaman. They were so different, like night and day, yet they appeared to work in harmony together as they gave you details for some of the quests they had already completed. While Jungkook was an official knight of Toril, Taehyung was an understudy of both his grandmother and the city shaman and was a studious Druid who specialized in Plant Circle, the ability to commune with beasts and nature as well as control it. To you and Namjoon, it appeared as though your party was taking shape in best way.

You and Namjoon also spoke about your skillset and a little bit about where you came from, though you left out the part about being wanted by a tribe back home but that wasn’t that big of a deal. Was it? Namjoon explained some more details that you were also unaware of, such as his teaching for the last 10 years as a professor of magic and that he knew 8 different languages with two of them being solely used for runic inscriptions. He also added that he was terrible at dancing, which earned a hearty laugh from all at the table when he described the one time he attempted to dance with his colleagues. Continuing your merriment, the hours passing and the server passing you a few more times, you finally decided to check-in to the inn portion of the tavern for the night.

Walking over to a desk near the back of the tavern, you were greeted by a short, slim woman of about 40 who was filing away papers and keys. She had short pastel pink hair and as it would appear, was most likely a full-elf due to her sharp pointed ears and unnatural haircolor. She smiled up the group of you, asking, “So how can I help you fine young men and you young lady?”

“We need three-“ you turned around to check your party, who shook their heads vigorously “three rooms for the night. Do you have any available? We don’t need anything fancy.” The woman pulled out a pair of small, round glasses and skimmed through a ledger in hand, her finger running down the pages.

“Ah, it would seem I only have two rooms available but I can have them bring extra bedrolls. Would that be alright miss?”

You hesitated.

“Um…I guess, so?”

Your eye twitched and you were trying to look calm but inside you were actually rather uncomfortable with two rooms because it meant you and Namjoon would be sharing a room since the inn only had 1 bed per room at most and from what you could tell, they were rather minimal and small. After signing the ledger and each of you exchanging your fee and receiving a room keys, the group of you began to make your way up a separate set of steps to a blocked second story for inn goers. Hobbling up the steps however, you failed to notice a set of brilliant silver eyes watching you in detail from the rafters of the stairs.

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