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zileans-big-cl0ck · 10 months

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✦—How do they show that they trust you?✦ SFW

✦How do my favourite League men show you that they trust you with their whole hearts.

✧ prompt: ✧ nothing special, just pure stream of words. Fluff.

✧ champions: ✧ Zed, the Master of Shadows; Shen, the Eye of Twilight; Kayn, the Shadow Reaper; Thresh, the Chain Warden; Pyke, the Bloodharbor Ripper.

✧ reader: ✧ gender neutral.

✧ author’s note: ✧ I love grumpy men having soft spot for the reader hshshshs. Please ignore any mistakes.

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✦Zed, the Master of Shadows; taking his mask off.

Only with you Zed doesn’t mind taking his mask, that usually stays on him, off. In every long and exhausting mission that he participates in, in every training with adepts of the Shadow Order, he prefers to keep his mask on. He does that not only to appear more professional for his students nor to stay quite anonymous, but secretly, deep inside, what only you know, he does not desire to be identified with the majestic yet murderous figure he has created. His armor is both his shield on the bloody battlefield where many dies, but also something distancing him from other people. He is there for them physically, but offers none of his simple humanity. But with you and only you, he - with a lot of effort (a little help with opening up from you was always appreciated by him) - lets his guard down. Though he seldom does that, mostly when all his problems eventually overwhelm him. The moment is always intimate, in his private room, when he takes his mask off, his sharp gaze fixed on you or the floor. That was not the first time you saw his face, but you couldn’t help but admire him. You gently took his face in your hands with a delicate and slow move, as a hidden for so long tear rolled from his eye. Besides his mask, in those rare moments, Zed tends to take off his armor too, so you can see his bare back, sculped with scares and black, sinister-looking tattoos - a painful memory of his past and the power that the unmerciful shadows wield in themselves.

✦Shen, the Eye of Twilight; devoting his time to you.

Shen is a kind man to everybody. With his esteemed reputation as a defender of Ionia, the keeper of balance that everyone lurks for in this land, everyone respects him. He is a patient teacher to every person, his student or not, and he is always there for them. That’s why he is a trustworthy leader that everyone can find comfort in - and you know exactly about this. As much as he is an anchor for his loved ones, you are so, so special for him, that he obviously treats you with a different kind of respect than others. Shen tries to be always by your side, usually sliding a reasurring hand on your back if you are comfortable with it, to make you feel that he is there for you, ready to both protect and give himself fully - either to open up or just comfort each other, rest and appreciate the others’ company. Shen lets his small moves that he only gifts to you slid when you are both alone or when he thinks nobody sees you two - not because he wants to keep your relationship a secret, but he feels like these moments with you are only for you two. Nobody should bother or distract you - that’s the irreplacable time he dedicates to give you his full attention.

✦Kayn, the Shadow Reaper; letting himself be vunerable around you.

As the successor of the Shadow Order and Zed’s mightiest student, Kayn carries on his back expectations of both his surrounding and himself. And, in addittion, the Darkin, a curse that lives in him. But when alone, only you two, disturbed only by Rhaast and his presumptuousness, he lets himself be just him. Gentle and quite lazy, as he tends to lay with his head on your lap while taking almost all the space on his own bed. Kayn secretly enjoys you taking care of him, letting you see his vunerable and sweet side. When far from ubiquitous gazes, where you can get some privacy, the Shadow Reaper feels no longer like being forced to challenge everyone in his sight or proving them that he is worthy of becoming the next Master of Shadows. You put no pressure on him, you understand him as no one else does, and he appreciates your every move, when you show him how comfortable he can be around you. And you, the only person that treats him gently, see him as a normal human being he is. So even when you stroke his silk, dark hair with slow moves and soft hands, that next slide down to hold his face in them, he is not disturbed by Rhaast muttering about Kayn’s weakness. Because he is not weak when with you. He is just himself.

✦Thresh, the Chain Warden; sharing his story with you.

Because how obsessive Thresh is and how he can push himself to manipulate everyone and everything for his beloved one, some might think this man is actually not capable of love, at least not a healthy kind of it. And maybe it is true; maybe the connection between you two is none of an exemplary illustration portrayed by others, but there’s one thing that assures you Thresh’s intentions are clear and, actually, lovely. This man of course would never admit this willingly, maybe only to make you flustrated, but he has showed you his gargantuan collection of souls not only to impress you. He wants you to understand why are they trapped there, where he can toy with them, forcing them to face their merciful owner. They are in here not only because he is a sadistic soulkeeper - which was a surprise for you - but because they heve to suffer like he did. You are the only one, only one alive, who has been priviliged with the knowledge of his past - how the whole Blessed Isles betrayed him and how he has sworn to bring retribution on those who dared opposing him. He shared his story with you while walking past the cages, countless souls screaming inside for justice. Thresh appreciates what a good listener you make and how you seem to not judge him, based on the person he was long way before.

✦Pyke, the Bloodharbor Ripper; assuring you with simple words.

This man knows better than anyone else how is it like to be betrayed by others. Well, he paid his life for understanding that trust is a powerful weapon; that it should not be given so easly to people. Pyke struggles with something that you might call trust issues, though he would never admit that something so trivial might affect him so much. Neverthless, you were the first person after his, well, death, to hear from him that he truly trusts you. As straightforward as he is, Pyke frequently mutters to you something about how much he trusts you and how important it is to him. It would be almost adorable to hear such words from a ruthless killer with a soft spot for you, if it wasn’t just upsetting how a betrayal can break a man. Eventually, nothing says more than simple and particular words which come with honest intencions; he does not hide that he wants you to feel special about being able to read him like a book. You earned this man’s trust and he show that in such simple acts, like just letting you around him, which is not a priviledge every mortal may possess, as Pyke is know for his… strong reputation in Bilgewater.

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nagazmulagan · 6 months

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IN THE SHADOWS. 🌊

"14 years", he said

"i couldn't look into the sun".

— kayn x reader, made this for my dearest friend @spierredalay i wouldn't be shit without u tysm for everything ilysm babes. <3 it's very short and i'm really disappointed in how it turned out but i was writing this and sleeping at once T__T

he lived in the shadows. he himself was a shadow. it was his home - no entity would be able to deprive him of the darkness. so, that's where kayn used to stay all the time. shunned from the very beginning of his existence, forced to cruelty at young age, the murkiness was something that he could count on. the dark was the only stable thing in his life, as it would never leave.

the whole ordeal with rhaast only doubled his gloominess. well, what else could he expect? with a war raging inside of him, demon-like creature trying to take over his body - there was no place for light. but even with the demonic creature possessing him, he found bits of comfort in the shadows. hearing the mocking laugh was way easier to ignore and bear without the light.

light could symbolise gods - and that was something that he'd stay away from. even though he defied his noxian roots and embraced the ionian culture, kayn still remained sceptic. gods have left him to rot, and that was obvious. which god would even allow this to happen? the wars, the destruction... which deity would be proud of such things happening under its watch? the logical answer is none, but even kayn, especially kayn knows that even the unbelievable things are bound to happen either way.

one of such things would be falling in love - the idea of stripping oneself of everything and giving all to the other person was a thought repulsing enough for kayn. there was no place to put trust into other person in his grim life. was he even capable of gentleness in the first place? an obvious answer - no. what if he lost control of himself and rhaast would permanently be in charge? the idea alone was hardy bearable, but thinking what would the cruel darkin do to his significant other... this was enough to make him reject all close relationships - except the one with his master, obviously. and soon, there was another exception.

you. even though he put walls all around him and he kept you as far away as possible, you didn't back down and still remained at his side, no matter how far he would go to do anything to make you realise he isn't good for you, but his playful façade only attracted you more. after all, even though he really wanted to be left alone and return to his comfortably numb darkness, kayn couldn't let go of his pride. but once, he went too far - almost slicing you with his scythe, stopping himself moments before disaster. seeing your terrified gaze made kayn feel something he never felt before; actual longing and pain. despite the darkin trying to argue, he threw the weapon away and engrossed you in his embrace.

and from that day on - you've stepped onto the path of relentless pursuit of the greatness, but also of a world made purely out of shadows. being engulfed by the dark mist wasn't as bad as it may sound like, especially when the haze was accompanied by kayn's hands, touching your body in a way you'd never let anyone. on a particularly bad night, he would step out of the wall -with the dark, mystic fog sticking to him just like a tattoo- and lull you to sleep, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and delicately sliding his arms down your sides. nothing has ever been so soothing before, despite the sharpness of his corrupted arm.

and even though in the shadows it was just he, himself, alone - in the wisp of dark, the abyssal land; where no mortal eyes would reach and the luminosity prohibited from entering, as soon as you'll call his name you can be sure kayn will leave his chilly places he calls home to grant every of your wishes, even if it means leaving the comfort of his so-called home, though there is no place that he's rather be at than anywhere with you.

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respectfulkitfistosimp · 11 months

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The Abode

A Kayn (lol) x reader fanfic part 1 master list

Sitting on your couch with a glass of cold beer in your hand you stared mindlessly outside your window, you could see the light of the other apartments on and every once in a while a person or two could be seen. You took a long sip trying to calm the uneasy feeling in your chest. Man, you hated couples, the way they held hands even when it was hot outside, when they would kiss like they weren't in the middle of the sidewalk and you weren't running late to class, how they would hold each other in the cold and above all you hated your neighbors because they didn't even seem to realize that they lived on an apartment complex and you could hear them fucking every night. Yet another sip out of your beer and it no longer tasted bitter, it tasted like water and that angered you more, with a sigh you left the empty glass on the table next to you and tried your best to sink yourself in the hard couch. The frustration of everything on top of not being able to relax in the couch you spent your hard earned money on almost made you cry. Obviously all of that hate to couples came out of jealousy yet it wasn't like you could stop it, you knew how to yet there was no way to put an end to it, at this point there was only one answer as to why you were so lonely, right? You were obviously unlovable, because it didn't matter how hard you tried or how much you went out of your comfort zone there was no one out there for you.

—I wish someone would love me—you spoke pitifully while holding back a sob, your arm on top of your eyes the only thing keeping the tears in.

—Is that all you wish for?—said a voice in your head, you didn't know alcohol could make you hallucinate but it's not like you could think straight.

—Yeah—you whispered with the energy you had left.

You didn't even care when your mind suddenly fogged and your extremities became heavy as if they were under rocks, you could still hear the glass fall from your hand and break on the floor and while usually you would have cursed yourself this time you didn't care, you couldn't actually, your mind was too far gone.

Just as that voice and the fog it placed on your brain disappeared the uncomfortable feeling of having the air sucked out of your lungs choked you and allowed for your surroundings to change without you noticing. You didn't feel yourself sink into a good, high-end couch, couldn't hear the sound of your feet kicking the wooden floor and the previously chilling air no longer filled your lungs. Instead your aching, cold throat expanded with warm air, with it you could taste the slight taste of autumn and finally the sweet air you gasped for filled your lungs, it was only after a long while that you noticed the change of surroundings. You were inside a house, one filled with webs and dust, it looked like the house of a guy with rich parents you had gone to but this was obviously way more dirty, but before you could panic at the possibility of being in someone's house or getting chased by a homeless man you suddenly knew where you were, like when you wake up knowing that you are in your house.

—The Abode, uh? That's a nice name—you said, the name sounding as familiar as the street you lived on—let's see, what do I know?—you browsed in your mind for everything you had just learned.

Such place was outside of reality (or something like that) and as the owner of it you could do whatever, and i mean whatever, you wanted in there, from changing furniture with a snap of your fingers to becoming sort of a scarlet witch like omnipotent-reality bending—overpowered god. To digest everything you walked around a bit, eventually ending in the front door, you remember some info about it out of curiosity; "the door" as it was named, could get you anywhere in the world as long as there was another door on the other side, what world could you connect to? You asked yourself jokingly yet it wasn't the Earth, it was some place called Runeterra, ah yes. Of course you ended up in the universe of League of Legends, a game you only knew about because you obsessed over it just to get this one guy to like you, 'how nice to end up in such place' you thought sarcasticly.

Still, even if your current situation wasn't all that favorable it sure was nice to know you were that powerful but above everything there were a few "peasant matters" if you will, that stood out from any drawbacks as if they were highlighted with neon yellow. You didn't have to pay rent, you didn't have to pay for food, didn't need to study or work and the house was beautiful, although a bit dirty. This was paradise, there was no need to study heavy loads of texts and work long and soul sucking shifts only to spend that money on taxes and utilities instead of things you actually liked. Immediately you decided to test that power the Abode had told you about, you walked up to the door with nothing more than a mental picture of a beach just to get immediately linked to an abandoned shed's door.

Just in case you slowly opened it and there it was in all of it's glory; soft, white sand and blue water that almost mirrored the blue sky. A smile spread thru your lips as you walked towards the water and took a little swim on it, when was the last time you had gone on a vacation to the beach? Actually, when was the last time you went on a vacation? With how pacific the waters were and how you were sure you saw what was probably dolphins it took nothing less than for the sun to set and the air to get cold for you to leave those warm waters, you had never visited the Caribbean and probably never will but this was a thousand times better. You weren't even bothered by the sand that sticked to you, even if you didn't like sand because it coarse and rough and it got everywhere this one was alright.

Your tired legs from all of the swimming gave up when you sat under a tree, it has been years since you have felt this at peace, you could even come to terms with the fact you were in another world and probably would not see your family again for some time if not ever, but honestly, that just added to the benefits of this place. You just had to follow some few rules: don't leave the Abode, don't invite anyone to the Abode and most importantly don't get caught in the affairs of this world; just three rules to follow, easy enough, right? Perhaps you could have thought of more rules or add some sections to them but a loud thud made you stand up, that couldn't be a predator because it sounded like it just plopped down, but if that was the case what if whatever killed it was still around? You had just gotten to this paradise and you were already about to get killed, great.

Looking behind you, you saw what were presumably a pair of human legs, even if you were in another world you were still a med student and couldn't give up on someone, so with your entire body shaking in fear you still got close to the individual, however you didn't expect to see a guy you recognized so badly hurt, you rubbed your eyes just in case this was all a hallucination but unfortunately for you it wasn't, the champion that you hated the most in the game, Kayn, layed in the ground bleeding away.

—Okay, you trained for this—you reassured yourself, why did you have to find him out of everyone?

First you took off your shirt and ripped it in half and found a couple of sticks to make a tourniquet and hopefully stop the bleeding, next you had to get him to safety and lucky for him you were close to the Abode, unlucky for you he was the heaviest thing you had carried in your entire life and several times your legs almost gave out, on top of that, you had to carry his stupidly huge and heavy weapon, yet still you managed to get him inside where he no longer weighted anything so leaving him on the dining table was by far the easiest part of this whole ordeal. Now, making good use of your newly given abilities, you cleaned up the wound and the area around it with supplies that spawned in the table after you just imagined them..

—You haven't lost too much blood—you told him as if he could listen—you're lucky I found you, otherwise you would probably be dead—you kept on talking to him as you stitched him up and bandaged him—there you go, don't move or anything, alright?

Pulling out a chair from the table you sat next to Kayn waiting for him to wake up and every so often checking his pulse and the bandage in his torso which was surprisingly not bleeding, at all, still it wasn't like you would complain about it, you couldn't even imagine the pain in the ass it would be to clean off blood from the wooden table that would probably cost hundreds of thousands in your country. As you sat there with the classic robe that doctors used, looking but not acknowledging him Kayn started to wake up, the only thing making you remember of your patient was a pain filled groan escaping from his lips, you got up to receive him once he was conscious with the professional expression you used around the hospital you did your rounds at. Slowly he opened his eyes and once he got used to the light of the room he shot up to look around him until his eyes eventually focused on you.

—Before you—you got interrupted by a punch in your stomach, one that somehow didn't make you a donut—as I was saying—you took his surprise as an opportunity to explain yourself—before you try to kill me I just treated your wound, you wouldn't wanna kill a doctor, right? I'm pretty sure that's like a war crime or something—you took a good look at him and at the bandages that were still missing a single drop of blood, you must be so good at stitching—you do look like someone who likes to commit war crimes though.

—Who are you and where is Rhaast?—he asked as he searched frantically for the weapon, such thing was right next to him and of course he tried to cut your throat with it.

—Wow, I literally saved your life and this is the thanks I get?—before the edge got to you, you took two steps back—I just told you, I'm a doctor and, again, I just saved you from bleeding to death—you heard a demonic laughter after and chose to ignore it.

Technically speaking you weren't a doctor yet, you were like two finals away from it but it's not like anyone could judge you or search you up on the internet in a world you were transmigrated to. Kayn didn't seem to buy your story one bit so when he tried to stand and got dizzy you decided not to help him, he looked sort of pitiful like that, like he was one light breeze away from passing out since the only thing keeping him up was his weapon, which he grabbed onto for dear life, you gave a loud sigh and helped him sit on the chair you were previously on.

—I know I'm a stranger but I wouldn't take care of you if I wanted to hurt you—you tried to reason with him with the most caring voice you could come up with—stay here until you're completely healed and we'll never see each other again, ok?—he stared hard at you, trying to get a reaction from you but you already had too much experience with this kinds of patients, seeing how you didn't falter he stopped and nodded—great! Let me do a small check first. Now, if you would please keep your right eye open—you said while about to point a small flashlight at his eye, not sure whether to check the left eye too.

—What do you think you're doing?—he grabbed your wrist stopping you, still you flashed the light and watched as it reacted accordingly.

—I'm making sure you didn't suffer any head trauma.

—I did not hit my head—he retorted yet still followed your instructions.

—That you remember—you answered and gave a satisfied nod once you knew he was fine, once again hearing that demonic laughter—you're fine though, does it hurt anywhere?—he shook his head no—ok, just let me check for the laceration in your abdomen and I'll let you go.

Slowly and with great care you undid his bandaged while trying not to stare at his chest or abs too much, you didn't like him that much since Kayn was the main of a guy you tried to flirt with but ended up being rejected in favor of an e-girl that ended up being a man catfishing him for skins, still it was impossible to deny how attractive he was. Finally you could have an excuse to look at his abs but before that the stitches latching onto the band surprised you, here you had thought you had patched him up perfectly but no, it was a miracle how he wasn't bleeding to death, or maybe it wasn't so surprising since there was no trace of the wound, not even a scar. Alarmed, you checked with your hands for where the wound should be but there wasn't even a scar left, still not believing your eyes you stepped back, your professors always complimented your good work when treating people so you knew you were good, you just didn't know you where THAT good.

—As you said I am fine—he stood up, not even bothering to look at you as he started to walk again—let us not see each other again, healer.

You remained there, watching him walk away while holding on the table for support, did he do that or did you? Maybe, as he pointed out, you were a healer here? You stayed there, unmoving as you tried to digest what just happened and once you did the only emotion that filled you was frustration, normally you wouldn't get frustrated at people who didn't thank you but after everything he pulled on you a small "thank you" would have been appreciated.

—Whatever—you exclamated, finally moving towards the kitchen—all that matters is that he's okay and I'll never see him again.

#kayn x reader #kayn x you #kayn x y/n #league of legends #kayn league of legends #kayn lol

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ghostlykeyes · 6 months

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Can you do some relationship headcannons for heartsteel kayn? thank u!

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HEARTSTEEL KAYN: RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS ♡ Gender Neutral ♡ SFW ♡ No TWs

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KAYN

'Attention whore' doesn't even begin to cover how much Kayn craves your affection. When he wants you to pay attention to him he wants it now and he'll do whatever he needs to get it. If you're gaming, he'll drape himself over your shoulders, chin on your head, and backseat-game until you acknowledge him. If you're doing chores, he'll help you (will wonders never cease?) so you can finish faster and then hang out with him. If he thinks you're spending too much time on you're phone he'll straight-up call you, no matter what you're in the middle of. He pokes and prods and bugs you until you love on him!

Kayn is extremely touch-oriented. If he's with you, regardless of where you two are, he's probably touching you—a hand wedged in your back pocket while waiting in line to order food, a strong grip around your thigh when he's driving, a protective arm slung around your shoulders during a late-night walk. He's especially handsy when the two of you are lounging around. If you're cuddling, sleeping, watching a movie—anything that requires sitting still, essentially—Kayn's always drumming his fingers against your legs, or absentmindedly playing with your hair.

Kayn loves PDA. Doesn't matter when, doesn't matter where. He'll bite your lip or smack your ass in front of any of the Heartsteel members, with no shame. He'll full-on make out with you in public, even if there's fans or paparazzi watching—especially if there's paparazzi watching. What better way to tell all the drooling fans to 'fuck off, he's already taken'?

Protect your favorite jewelry fiercely, because Kayn will "borrow" anything that he thinks is cool. Of course he gives it back when he's done with it, but be warned—he might start wearing it so often, you'll never get the chance to. (He says he just thinks you have good taste—which is true, you're with him, after all—but there's a sentimental part of him that just likes wearing your things, a constant metallic reminder that he's yours and you're his.)

Kayn doesn't let you see his songs until they're completely finished. Yes, of course he knows you'll love whatever he writes, even if it's half-done and in desperate need of editing, but he never wants you to see anything other than his best work.

Being so reckless means that Kayn gets scraped up from time to time. He loves when you sit him down and fuss over his wounds, even if he swears every time you come at him with the rubbing alcohol. You kiss every scratch and scrape after plastering a band-aid on it, 'kissing it better', of course, and Kayn looks down at you with such softness that for a moment he seems like a completely different person. "Be more careful", you chide, but he just laughs. "Aw, come on," he says, "but you love nursing me back to health."

When Kayn says, "Can't handle me? That's your problem," he really means it, but deep down he knows he can be a pain in the ass to be with sometimes. He will never express that with words, of course, but he's surprisingly understanding whenever the two of you argue. Whenever a little tiff arises, he takes some time to cool off. He knows he can be impulsive and rash, and he doesn't want to lash out at you. After calming down he'll try to talk about whatever's upset you. He comes off a little bratty and stubborn, but that's just his way. He really is trying his best to communicate with you. Plus, you're just about the only person he'll ever say sorry to, which should tell you how hard he's trying to make things between you work.

Kayn has absolutely spray-painted your initials inside of a heart on the side of an overpass. Multiple overpasses, in fact. Also, a few abandoned buildings, a handful of boxcars, and, one particularly wild night, the side of a police station.

You're the only person Kayn lets himself nerd out in front of. You know that he's got VCR copies of all his favorite old slasher films in a box underneath his bed, you know he keeps the ticket stubs from his first-ever Pentakill concert in an envelope at the bottom of his desk drawer, and yes, you even know about the Ezreal poster still tape-stuck to the wall of his childhood bedroom—though he swears he'll never forgive you if you ever bring up that last one.

Kayn's camera roll is absolutely full of grunge-aesthetic selfies the two of you have taken. His favorite is a slightly-blurry mirror shot of you gently wrapping your hand around his throat and kissing his temple. There's loads of photos like that.

Kayn is the absolute best gift-giver. He is, after all, completely fucking obsessed with you. Of course he knows your favorite flower, your favorite sweet, and the random things that have been on your Christmas list since early July, and of course he spoils you with them, often. Just don't expect him to wrap your gifts. To him, a roll of wrapping paper might as well be rocket science.

Even though he completely adores you, Kayn sometimes struggles to say "I love you" out loud. Softness has always made him uncomfortable. But he never wants you to question that he really does love you, so he often sneaks you a sticky note scribbled with "LUV U" and about a hundred messy X's and O's. You find these little messages everywhere—crumpled into your coat pocket, folded up underneath your phone case, slipped in your wallet.

If you let Kayn pick out a tattoo for you, he considers letting you pick his next tattoo, too. Don't worry, though, he'll come up with a totally kick-ass design for you. He'll suggest something spooky but unexpectedly charming, like a cat draped in a ghost-sheet or a skull with heart eyes. As for his, just pick something small that he can cover up during photoshoots or performances. He could definitely be convinced to get matching tattoos with you, if you give him your best puppy eyes!

Whenever you're out of the room, Kayn sneakily spritzes his cologne on your clothes. He wants everyone to smell him on you and know that you're fucking his.

Your profile picture is always at the very top of Kayn's discord DM's. Unless he's busy working on a song, he messages you constantly. If you don't mute notifications for him, expect to hear the discord ping several times a day.

#kayn #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel headcanons #heartsteel #sheida kayn #kayn/reader #kayn x reader #heartsteel /reader #heartsteel x reader #when I tell you there were like ten more points when I was drafting this....#I'm obsessed #but I was not about to post a seven-page word doc of silly thoughts about this boy.....TOO LENGTHY !!!

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writerblue275 · 5 months

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Heartsteel with an insecure plus-size partner (18+)

Inspiration: This is extremely self-indulgent, but I haven’t been feeling great about myself lately and I need a little reminder that I am, in fact, a sexy and beautiful bad bitch. Anyone else who needs a reminder, this one is for you too. We’re beautiful no matter what.

Champions: Heartsteel

Genre: Headcanons

Category: Like 98% Fluff with some implied smut/suggestiveness so (18+ ONLY. Minors DNI)

Gender: Gender Neutral Reader

TW: Swearing. Suggestive stuff. Self-thought body negativity at points and brief mentions of disordered eating behaviors.

Context: In this instance, reader feels bad about themselves for being curvy and this is how the boys would respond. Just remember, we’re all beautiful. Let’s take care of ourselves like the boys would want us to.

All of them:

If someone specific made you feel bad about yourself?

Like they said something rude or nasty to you?

They better count their fucking days.

None of these men will stand for someone making their partner feel bad about themselves.

They’d make sure there was a RECKONING.

*Approving nod* Go get ‘em, boys.

If you do decide to lose weight at some point, they’re making sure it’s for the right reasons (ex: quality of life health adjustment and not just because you want to be skinnier to look more attractive.) and they’re also making sure you’re doing it the right way. The safe way. Because damnit they love you and always want you to be happy and safe.

As long as it’s for the right reasons and you’re doing it safely, they’ll be your biggest supporters. Like the biggest hype men. As well as the best comfort if things are a bit rough. They’ve got your back.

Aphelios

Said it before and will say it again: “The quiet ones are always the most perceptive.”

He absolutely notices when you frown at yourself a little in the mirror, when you take a bit longer to find something to wear, when you murmur something self deprecating about your appearance, or when you intentionally skip a meal (his absolute least favorite).

He knows when you don’t feel good about yourself and it makes him sad because he always sees you as beautiful and attractive.

And it’s hard on him because he really can’t be super vocal about how he sees you, at least in public because people are loud.

But when you two are cuddling or just having quiet time by yourselves when you’re getting ready together, and you can hear him when he does talk, then in those times when you feel bad about yourself, he’s just the sweetest bean omg.

Whispering/murmuring the sweetest and loveliest things to you about how amazing you look.

Like he’d really compliment you to high heaven. Especially if there’s an area that you’re super self conscious about. Ex: “I love those shorts on you, cutie. They show off your amazing legs.”

As for the meals, he’s gently making sure you’re eating. He wants you happy and sated.

I’ve said before that he’s the master of sexting and I fully believe he’d send you texts (both spicy and not) randomly, just letting you know how attractive he thinks you are and that you’re on his mind.

When he does send spicy texts complimenting his favorite parts of you? I hope you’re not around anyone because you will be turning bright red. This quiet moon man is shockingly explicit.

Ezreal

Do I think he’s as perceptive as Phel or some of the others? Maybe not, but I do believe Ez would notice if you’re quieter/down as well as notice your upset glances in the mirror.

It is fucking inconceivable to him when you tell him you don’t find yourself attractive at times.

Like WHAT??? How can that be??? You’re literally perfection to him. And he has excellent taste so…

Compliments compliments COMPLIMENTS. Holy shit he’d shower you with so many lovely compliments anytime you don’t feel good about yourself.

We also know even Heartsteel Ez is a huge history nerd (fuck YEAH I have a history minor so I love this).

When you tell him you don’t feel beautiful, he’d go through so many different civilizations of history and talk about how you fit their ideal standards of beauty. And so to him, you’re always timelessly attractive.

Would pull up artwork (for example, Titian’s “Venus of Urbino”) and texts to make his point. (This is so hot lmao. I blame being an honors kid and going to grad school. We stan an academic king omfg. I feel like he secretly has a masters degree [hehe welcome to the club, Ez].)

And while I primarily think his affection would be shown through compliments (I just see him as so chatty) I definitely think he’d also use at least some touch to make his point.

Like he’d rest his head on your thighs or tummy because you’re just perfect to cuddle with after a long day. Or he’d let his hands, eyes, lips linger on his favorite parts of you (your thighs, your tummy, your ass/hips) just to make his point clear: while you may not love these parts of you all the time, he ABSOLUTELY does.

Kayn

Very similar to Ez where he just cannot wrap his mind around the fact that you don’t see yourself as incredible and sexy at all times like he sees you. And when you tell him a lot of your insecurity stems from being plus-size, that befuddles him even more.

Member #1 of the “That just means more for me to love, baby” club.

When he hears you say these things about yourself, he almost takes it as a little bit of a challenge for himself to better show you that you are in fact, sexy and attractive as FUCK. And it’s a challenge he fully plans on succeeding at.

One of the ones I can picture using primarily physical touch in order to emphasize how sexy he sees you.

I’ve said it before but I fully believe physical touch is one of his love languages (at LEAST giving if not both giving and receiving.)

If you’re talking poorly about yourself, he will kiss you to make you shush. And it’s not a simple peck either. No no no. It’s a full “make-you-breathless” kiss.

And once he’s finally stunned you silent and turned your cheeks pink, he will lean over and murmur why he loves every single part of you that you were talking bad about.

And it’s not just PG reasons either. He’s getting DETAILED. I’ve said before he’s the dirty talk king. He’ll say things like how he loves your hips because they’re just perfect for him to grab onto when he’s fu- (I need to stop before I go off the rails lmao).

And believe me, he’s more than happy to show you what he means. Will gladly drag you home or to somewhere private.

He’d really keep an eye out for when you’re feeling down about yourself and he’d work to shut it down immediately. You’re perfect to him and he will let you KNOW.

K’Sante

K’Sante would be fucking ELITE for this omg.

One of the hardest parts about having a plus-size body is dressing it in a way that is stylish and still unique.

Goodness fucking knows so many plus-sized clothes have no semblance of shape to them whatsoever. Very potato sack.

But you’re with the main fashion icon himself. You have yourself a killer personal stylist (with amazing kisses and lovins to go along with it).

He’s never going to let you look bad. No matter the vibe, no matter the occasion, he’s gonna help you pull an A+ fit together.

And he’s going to explain why each piece works well for your body, so when you go shopping by yourself, you know what to look for.

Always throwing out compliments about how you make an outfit look so good (very intentionally worded this way and not the other way around).

He wants you to understand it’s the person who makes the clothes, not the clothes that make the person. You’re the reason that outfit looks absolutely stunning.

If you ever did want to start working out, I think K’Sante would be an excellent guide. Gyms are fucking intimidating, and I think he realizes that. So he’d give you the full walkthrough and help you figure out what to do on machines and stuff so you don’t accidentally hurt yourself.

And even though we know Sett is the best cook, I’m still convinced K’Sante is also a great cook so he’d make you the best meals omg. Well balanced, delicious as fuck, and filled with a whole lot of love.

Sett

I think it genuinely would make him sad when he realizes your insecurities. Even if you don’t tell him outright, I think he’s very observant and is another member who would see the small things you do that indicate your insecurities with your body.

Member #2 of the “that just means more for me to love” club.

Never too heavy for him so don’t even ask. You’ve seen this man’s muscles. To him, you’re always as light as a feather.

And his compliments? Shit he’d have some of the SWEETEST compliments. And when he sees you feeling down, he wouldn’t skimp on them. He doesn’t skimp on them normally, but now he’s even more complimentary and flirty with you. Like lowkey you have a blush 24/7.

Ok, so I’ve previously ranked Sett as one of the most romantic members of Heartsteel. And I still hold firm that one of his love languages is acts of service (giving). Part of that is cooking. We know he’s the best cook of the group.

And similar to Kayn I also think he’d use physical touch (almost as an act of service) to show his partner he finds them beautiful/attractive/sexy.

That combo? Fuck that’s an elite combo right there. Everything he does, he does with the intent to make you feel loved, happy and as sexy, stunning, and perfect as he sees you.

Gently wandering hands while cuddling, hand on thigh while he drives, hand in the back pocket of your jeans when in line together, hugs from behind, whispered compliments, and neck kisses when you’re getting ready and dressed.

And of course there are the even more personal moments of physical affection. Like marking any area he senses you might be uncomfortable with or hears you talking bad about. We’re talking those parts LITTERED with hickeys here. Because damnit he loves your tummy and your thighs and marking them is his private way of letting you know that. And tbh it feels pretty nice…

An interesting little thing: I absolutely think Sett would encourage you to maybe step out of your comfort zone just a little bit and do something to help you see yourself as sexy. For example, I think he’d be happy to pay/provide what you need for a boudoir photo shoot with an amazing photographer who knows what they’re doing and rizzes you up. (Those seem so fun omg I lowkey want to do one so bad.) And if you gift him with a print of your favorite photo (or even better, a photo book with all your favorite photos) for like his birthday or something? A. He’s glad you see yourself as sexy just as he does. B. Enjoy not leaving bed for like the entire weekend. 😉

Yone

Again, Yone is a member that is just mind-bogglingly perceptive. Over the tiniest things. (The quiet ones y’all, for real.)

Another one who absolutely sees when you don’t look at yourself kindly in the mirror, when you touch your tummy or hips with a frown, when you try and suck in for photos, or when you’re letting yourself be hungry.

He fucking hates it because in his eyes, you’re the most attractive person there is. No one is more attractive than you are.

Murmurs to you the sweetest compliments in passing whenever he can. I believe this man’s experience with lyric writing makes him a god damn poet when it comes to getting his feelings across. It’s one of the reasons I ranked him the most romantic member.

If he notices you looking at yourself unkindly in the mirror, he will come over and wrap his arms around you from behind, smiling gently as he compliments you, especially complimenting the areas he noticed you looking negatively at. He won’t stop either until he feels you relax back against him and he sees a small smile at least.

We’ve previously discussed my belief that Yone is secretly a cuddle fiend. Like in public he is so stoic and serious (fair though, he’s dealing with his band mates **cough cough** Kayn and Ez **cough cough**).

But in private, he’s a damn koala. And he’ll always pull you onto his lap and let you know that you’re perfect to cuddle with, exactly how you are. Prepare to be trapped in some amazing cuddles for the next long while.

Honestly, yes all of the members would be scary if someone insulted your looks, but I think Yone would be the most terrifying to have to deal with. I would never want to be on his shit list.

Likes to eat with you whenever he can. A. You’re a lot calmer than his band mates like 95% of the time and this man needs some god damn peace. And B. It’s a way for both of you to take care of each other. You can make sure he eats (since god knows he spends hella hours in the studio and often forgets) and he can make sure you get some good food in you too. I bet he’d bring home stuff that Sett or K’Sante made, especially if he knows it’s one of your favorites. (He’d absolutely have them draw a fun little doodle on a note to make you smile.)

Just an angel of a partner who refuses to let you feel so dark about yourself when you make his world so bright.

Thank you for reading! I must say, this definitely made me feel better about myself by the end. I hope everyone remembers that you’re perfect the way you are!

#heartsteel #headcanon #heartsteel x reader #heartsteel headcanons #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel sett #heartsteel yone #heartsteel fluff #heartsteel smut #more like smut-ish if you squint lmao #reader insert #league of legends

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ioniansunsets · 7 months

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with all this new HEARTSTEEL stuff; i urgently NEED a scenario where f!reader is in the studio helping Kayn write a song or even Kayn doing a verse for reader!

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn Writing Songs With/For You ✖

✖ Word Count: 564

✖ Tags: Established R/S

✖ A/N: I decided to make it a scenario of Kayn writing a solo song in his room with you instead of one with Heartsteel in the studio, I think it feels a little more personal? Cuter? I hope I didn't make him too OOC >< I kept in mind that he was Heartsteel's rapper and instrumentalist. EDIT: There is now a Part 2, Here EDIT2: The confession in reference is here.

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" Mmm...what rhymes with Love? Ugh, how does Aphelios do this!"

You couldn't help but laugh at your lover. He sits by his computer, face scrunched up in frustration. His hands tapping a steady rhythm on the desk, a tune playing in his head but no words to go with it. He spends a good few minutes whining and groaning as he types, deletes, pauses and does it all over again. Suddenly, he stops, turning to look at you.

" Babe come here I need you."

He turns to the you sitting on his bed. An arm out, inviting you close. As you walk over, he quickly pulls you in, dragging you onto his lap. His head leaning on your shoulder. Affectionately nuzzling his face into your neck, seemingly trying to shake away his writer's block. His hands leaving the keyboard to wrap around your waist. Slowly he relaxes. A soft tune? He's humming a song against your skin as his fingers play an imaginary instrument on your waist. As his feet tap out a beat he finally lets go of you. Words now coming to him in a perfect rhyme as he whispers his new song. A smile now on his face.

" Mmm~ I love you my muse, you're just so good for me you know that? The way holding you clears my head."

He laughs loudly, giving you a charming smile as he starts furiously typing on the computer. You giggle at his cute outburst, turning to look at the screen, slowly reading and digesting the words he typed. The scenario suspiciously reminiscent of your conversation with him when he first confessed to you. Wait, was this a love song about you? The feelings and emotions captured almost perfectly. Is that him writing about not being able to sleep the night before because he was so excited just to be in love with you? It almost feels like a sin reading the things he typed. It felt so deeply personal to him.

" Kayn? Is this about us?"

As you tease him, his face confirms it. His shit eating grin of pride from writing a good verse now turning into an awkward shocked look as a blush rises up his face. He has been caught in the act it seems. Forgetting that by having you on his lap means you have a very clear view of his screen.

" Ah! Get off me this is why I work alone!"

He tries to shake you off his legs, arms wrapping around you as he tries to lift you up. You let out a chuckle as you hold him tightly, refusing to let go. Reassuring him that you love it. He grumbles, your reassurance turning his embarrassment into a cheeky smile. Laughing, he effortlessly picks you up in a princess carry. Dropping you on the bed a few steps behind him. He climbs on top of you, leaning down to give you a quick kiss before lightly caressing your cheek and getting off.

" Now give me some space, a musical rockstar genius is at work! I'll show it to you when I think its good enough. Go go!"

He shoos you away, asking for privacy as he laughs and continues typing away. You can't help but smile as you see how happy he is now compared to his frustration from earlier. How lucky you were to have him.

#Heartsteel!Kayn #Kayn x Reader #Shieda Kayn #THANK YOU ANON I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM #i read this in the morning before school and had been thinking of this scenario the whole day #im shy reading this and i wrote it LMAO #THE NEW HEARTSTEEL ART REALLY MADE MY SCREAM #Anon Answer #KaynLeague #Kayn League #League of Legends Imagines #Heartsteel AU!#Kayn LoL #League of Legends Scenarios #SCENARIOS

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redtsundere-writes · 6 months

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Order your own fic here!

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Pillow | Cult Leader!Suguru Geto (+18. MDNI)

Dick or Treat | Sukuna Ryomen (+18. MDNI)

Favorite Client | Nanami Kento

Proud | Toji Fushiguro (+18. MDNI)

First Time | Megumi Fushiguro

Ride or Die | Ryomen Brothers (+18. MDNI)

Last Time | Nanami Kento (+18. MDNI)

OnlyFans | Toji Fushiguro (+18. MDNI)

Masiosare | Sukuna x Uraume (English)

Masiosare | Sukuna x Uraume (Español)

League of Legends:

Negative Rizz | Heartsteel!Ezkayn

League of Legends:

Out Of My League | Heartsteel!Kayn / Rhaast: Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

Jujutsu Kaisen

Jinx | Sukuna Ryomen: Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13.

King x Servant | Sukuna Ryomen: Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

League of Legends:

Heartsteel Members as Iconic BTS Moments

Jujutsu Kaisen

Sukuna Is The Type Of Dad

Nanami Is The Type Of Dad

Choso Is The Type Of Dad

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Immortal End | Sukuna Ryomen x F!OC

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izel-scribbles · 17 days

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more doodles under the cut as well

drew this through tears as i listened to intermezzo

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darkvioletwonderland · 6 months

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Hi! I had this thought in mind for a long time but I never ask for headcanons before. So please be patient with me! Its my first time asking for this things and Im not sure if I know all the rules for asking for hc 🥲

I was wondering if you could write Heartsteel Kayn hc (or Aphelios or Yone. Or maybe the three of them hehe) making love for the first time with female reader. I always had this feeling that behind that rockstar badass attitude, Kayn can be the softest and cutest person ever, a side that only one person can see.

I hope you like this idea! And sorry for my bad english! Its not my first language. And sorry for writing so much! Thank you for your time ❤️

-> Hey! Thank you for your submission! No worries at all ffksfkf english is not my first language either. I love the concept! Hope I can do it justice for you! <3

𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇 Headcanons - First Time ♥️ Mildly NSFW, suggestive language

-> 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙆𝙖𝙮𝙣/𝘼𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙨/𝙔𝙤𝙣𝙚

Kayn

Kayn is a wild card no one could seemingly tame, a fact everyone knew by default. It's wasn't a surprise to anyone who met the walking menace. But behind closed doors, it was a completely different sight to behold.

Behind his confident and smug grin, laid a slightly nervous and observant man. As the two of you got down into doing it for the first time, Kayn wouldn't stop just looking at you. Even with his face just bursting from how much he was blushing.

With rough hands, he explored your body. Familiarising himself with your breasts and the shape of your hips. Always keeping an eye on what got you to make beautiful noises and what not. Teasing your chest most of all while his fingers roamed down bellow.

He'd kiss your lips and bite your neck to muffle his own noises of pleasure. You couldn't escape getting bitten by him. Though, you did had some advantage on your side. A dog collar around his neck and the leash in your hand to keep him in check. Surprising even yourself with how much Kayn needed to be yanked back. And how much you liked having control on such a smug man.

After the fact during after care, he offers to massage you. Brushing your hair gently and hugging you tightly from behind. Fuck you were perfect, just truly perfect. Laying another blanket of kisses on the nape of your neck. His affection after doing it for the first time becomes ten fold. As well as the amount of bites. He absolutely seeing marks on your body and knowing he was the culprit.

Aphelios

Aphelios is a rather calm soul, letting his music be the thing that fills the silence. Enjoying his bit of time pulling pranks on his closest friends. Surprisingly though, behind the curtain lied a rather playful soul.

Doing it for the first time, he was hesistant with touching. Even waiting for verbal approval, wanting to know you wanted this as much as he did.

His actions spoke better than any words could, taking the time to truly know your body like he depended on it. Praising your features with his hands and with kisses, delicate intimate touches that would just sent delighttful shivers down your spine.

It was a rather hot sight to see him so invested in between your breasts, fondling them and seeing his mouth kiss them gently.

After doing the deed, he cuddles with you. His aftercare is pampering you with affection and love. Using a finger to draw hearts along your bare skin. Kissing you softly and lightly whispering how much he loves you.

Yone

Yone is a professional in his field within the music industry, having plenty of experience to back up his skill. Which is why it's no surprise that he's quite knowledgeable when it comes to bed activities.

His professionalism takes a step back and let's a more romantic side of him show when it's both your first time doing the dirty. Staying quite respectful of you and letting you familiarize yourself with him before touching you. Guiding your hand, showing you it's okay and to not be afraid to enjoy this.

When it's his turn, he know exactly where to touch. Absolutely worshipping your body like the temple it is. Taking his time with pleasuring you more than himself. Specially down below in between your legs.

His almost perfect look gets ruined, but you do see a more untamed version of him. One with loose long hair, towering over you while he pants over you. Looking at you and only you, like you're the only star in the night sky.

At the end during after care, he completely takes care of you. Pampering you with kisses and whispers of sweet nothings in your ear. Holding you close and promising to never let go.

I know it's not perfect and I definitely lacked on the whole female reader aspect, but hopefully next time I can do better! If you've read this far, thank you! <3

Check out my pinned for my Headcanon rules

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beebotea · 4 months

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Hewllo!! Id like to drop a msg, i read ur heartsteel kayn's college boy and i adore the little details of his actions u put in ♡!! Id definitely like to see more stories on college boi kayn from you!! ♡

☁️ ˖⁺ academic misfortunes — kayn (heartsteel)

pairing: heartsteel!kayn x f/gn!reader genre: fluff, crack, college!au cw: idk probably ooc, not proofread :0 i.e.: adventures of collegeboy!kayn and his classmate/tutor!reader

aahhh! im so glad you enjoyed it <333 i might do a mini series/collection of drabbles for collegeboy!kayn. please send in any requests or ideas you may have or just thoughts to chat about :DD

spinoff of this post

Kayn isn’t what you’d thought he’d be, to be completely honest. Going off of fancams, fanfics, and the general perception of his character to the public eye, you expected Heartsteel’s lead rapper to be a bit more… cool? Well, at least he certainly tries to come off that way.

However, you quickly learn that Kayn is really just a really, really closeted softie loser boy at best trying to compensate with a big attitude because he thinks edgy is cool or whatever. Of course, he would definitely attempt to murder you if you were to speak of these musings out loud but you couldn’t help but find his off-putting demeanour a bit endearing after a while… something akin to a hyperaggressive chihuahua or a rabid raccoon. But of course, there are other times where you’d wish he’d just fuck off and leave you alone.

“Hey loser.” He calls you from the steps, walking up to where you sit in the lecture hall. “Did you do the homework? Let me copy off of you.” He slides into his usual spot next to yours, throwing his backpack haphazardly on the ground beside him.

“You’re not copying my shit. Fuck off, Kayn.” You roll your eyes at him and continue to read through the slides for today’s class.

“C’mon, have some empathy, yeah? The boys and I had practice all day yesterday.” He was a decent enough liar, but he could have been better if he hadn’t texted you to postpone your tutoring session with a picture of him and Aphelios playing with a random pit bull yesterday instead of attending band practice or completing his homework.

“Kayn, this worksheet was assigned like two weeks ago.”

“So? I had stuff to do two weeks ago!” That part was a bit true; Alune always gave you a copy of the band’s promotion and practice schedule for the month to keep you updated.

It was difficult to refer to him as your friend. You saw him often enough—every day in almost every class. And you’ve worked with him on countless partnered projects by now—he’s only ever able to do work with you (in other words, he scares off anyone who tries to ask you to be in their group or be their partner). But he was always a complete pain in the ass.

When you first became acquainted with Heartsteel’s resident delinquent, you were assigned to be his tutor by one of the department heads at the request of Yone. Begrudgingly accepting the role in exchange for “VIP tickets to all concerts, all inclusive backstage passes at events and shoots, and first dibs to new merch releases,” you began your new job as Kayn’s personal tutor for the various courses he was performing horrendously in. It was by no means smooth sailing when you started. Trying to make plans around his schedule, finding places he wasn’t already banned from to study, getting kicked out of establishments because of his hissy fits at minor inconveniences, and then ultimately agreeing to work at his dorm every weekend instead so you don’t have to hide your face in public. What surprised you the most was how hardworking he actually was when he put his mind to it, even paying attention to your explanations for hours until he could grasp the concept at an intermediate level—or got hungry. What was more was that he even showed rapid improvement, bringing back marks higher than a C- and occasionally reaching the mid to high 70s after a month and a half of beginning his tutoring sessions.

“Okay fine. Just this once, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, I promise.” He flashed you a snarky grin as you pushed your papers towards him, pointing out which ones were a bit more difficult to understand and summarising what should’ve been an explanation done during one of your tutoring sessions.

“You really should start focusing up on your work though, you know. Finals is coming up soon and these exercises are really good for preparation.”

When the professor finally dismissed the class, you found yourself waiting behind for the bright haired rapper.

“Aw you waited! That’s cute.” He sent a quick wink your way as he caught up to you.

“Well you said you were gonna give me a ride to your place so.”

“Just had to ruin the moment didn’t you.” He chuckled, ushering you to follow him. “I hope you’re not scared of motorcycles or anything because I finally got Yone to let me ride it.”

“Huh?”

“Now where did I park it… hm let’s see… Oh! Here!” He grabbed you by the wrist to pull you towards a red and black motorcycle decorated on its sides with white flames. “Sooo whatd’ya think?” He nudged your sides as he grinned at you.

“You are not driving me in that.”

“Oh come on, of course I am! I have a license for it and everything!”

“Kayn you’re literally gonna get us killed.”

“Will not! C’mon, don’t you trust me? After everything we’ve been through? When have I ever let you down?”

“Like literally this morning when you cheated off of my worksheets instead of completing them before hand like you said you would.” You rolled your eyes at him, missing the way he pouted at your words.

“I promised it was a one time mistake!” He took two helmets from a storage compartment in the vehicle and shook them in front of your face, hoping that his attempt to show you his knowledge of roadside safety would sway you in the right direction. “So? How about it?”

With a defeated sigh, you agree with a mumbled “fine” as he threw you your helmet and instructed you to get on behind him. He even took the time to emphasize the importance of ‘holding on [to him] really really really tight.’

“See? ‘wasnt so bad was it?” He said as he helped you off the motorbike, lifting you off the seat by the waist. He helped you steady yourself when your feet finally touched the ground. His hand never seeming to leave its place on your hip.

“It was… fine. I guess.” You couldn’t help but give him a small grin, having enjoyed the ride and being so close to him. Kayn seemed to want to say something else until he was interrupted by a voice calling from the window above you.

“Hey! Kayn’s back!” Ezreal’s green head could be seen poking out from one of Heartsteel HQ’s many windows, waving to the two of you below him. “Hurry up inside! Yone made ramen!”

Before he knew it, you bolted past him and through the front door at the promise of Yone’s homemade cooking.

a/n: def down to write more abt this lovesick loser bad boy (please give me more excuses to)

#beebotea*✲ﾟ*｡⋆ writes #beebotea*✲ﾟ*｡⋆ replies #league of legends kayn #kayn #heartsteel #heartsteel kayn #kayn x reader #kayn x you #heartsteel drabbles #heartsteel imagines

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primrosechronicles · 7 months

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"So.. how'd you two meet?"

Heartsteel!K'sante x reader

Summary: Your boyfriend K’sante, was a part of the boy band Heartsteel, the boy band that took over the internet in a matter of hours and had stolen the hearts of many girls and boys around the world. Both of you are currently in a devoted and affectionate relationship, and like in any relationship, he expressed a desire for you to meet his friends! More specifically, the other members of Heartsteel.

Warning/s: nothing much, just some drinking.

Word count: 888 (woah angel number)

You and K’sante walk into the place where you all decided to meet at, a nice bar down the street from their studio. In the lively and joyful bar, vibrant multicolored lights swirled and danced across the dimly lit room, casting playful patterns on the walls. The air was filled with the infectious melodies of a live band, their music resonating through the venue, prompting patrons to tap their feet and sway to the rhythm.

Laughter and animated conversations echoed throughout the bar as friends clinked glasses filled with various colorful cocktails and frothy pints of beer. The bartender expertly mixed drinks, occasionally performing dazzling flair moves to the cheers and applause of the crowd.

People of all ages and backgrounds filled the space, sharing stories and forming connections as they celebrated life's moments, both big and small. The overall atmosphere exuded an irresistible sense of camaraderie, making the bar a place where happiness and merriment were in abundance.

The guy who looked like he had a severe case of pink eye, waved his arms and yelled to get K’sante’s attention “Yo meathead! Over here!” Your boyfriend chuckled in response and held your hand to lead you to where you would meet your new friends.

K’sante, visibly proud and enthusiastic, took the initiative to introduce you to the members of the band, who were seated around a long, well-worn wooden table.

Their expressions bathed in the warm, amber glow of the hanging light fixtures, reached out with welcoming gestures and exchanged friendly hellos with you. The close-knit bond among them was evident, and the lively atmosphere of the bar only heightened the feeling of togetherness.

After talking for what felt like hours, the guy who introduced himself as ‘Ezreal’ asked “how'd you two meet?”

You sighed dreamily as you recalled your first meeting with him.

You were on a journey of self improvement, and honestly you were doing pretty good! Well… there was just one thing you couldn't get yourself to do… working out.. You weren't much of a physical person, you preferred to read fanfictions on the couch rather than the feeling of sweat sticking to your clothes. You kept telling yourself ’oh i'll go tomorrow!’ and then you never went. (Procrastination at its finest.)

Until a fateful day, you asked one of your more, physical oriented friends to accompany you to the gym.

In the bustling gym, the air was charged with energy and determination. Rows of cardio machines lined one side of the expansive, well-lit space, with people pounding away on treadmills and elliptical trainers, their faces glistening with sweat as they pushed their limits.

The weightlifting area was a symphony of clinking metal, grunts, and focused concentration. Athletes of all levels hoisted heavy barbells, their muscles straining under the effort, while others fine-tuned their form with dumbbells and resistance machines. Mirrors on the walls reflected the dedication etched on their faces as they sought to sculpt their bodies.

In one corner, an enthusiastic group engaged in a high-intensity fitness class, following the trainer's lead with precision. The beat of heart-pounding music filled the room as participants jumped, squatted, and lunged in unison.

Around the gym, trainers offered guidance and motivation to their clients, providing support and advice. Water bottles, towels, and gym bags were scattered throughout, a testament to the hard work and commitment of those striving for better health and fitness.

The atmosphere was one of resilience and determination, where individuals of all backgrounds came together with a shared goal: to push their physical boundaries and pursue a healthier, stronger version of themselves, you wanted to be like that too! And if you wanted to be like that, then you must put in the work!

You pulled up your workout routine, and it said that you had to do ‘pull ups’ whatever that meant.. After googling how to do it you reached up and.. Wait.. YOU CANT EVEN REACH THE BAR!

You jumped, your hands trying to clutch onto the pull up bar, but then.. You felt a tap on your shoulder.

You turn around and you are met with the most glorious sight. A very handsome, dark-skinned sweaty, beefy man, He exudes confidence and a friendly demeanor.

With a charming smile, he offers his assistance, understanding your hesitation. He places his strong hand on your back, providing support as he guides you toward the pull-up bars. His touch is reassuring, and you can feel the warmth of his encouragement.

With a nod and a few words of encouragement, he helps you grab onto the bar, ensuring your grip is secure. As you begin your pull-ups, his presence and assistance give you the extra boost of confidence you need to tackle the exercise. You can't help but appreciate the combination of his physical strength and the kind support he's offered, making your workout a more enjoyable and motivating experience.

“In short… he was basically my motivation to go to the gym 3 days a week..” You said smiling.

“I’m flattered my love!” K’sante’s boisterous laugh had infected the others.

As the evening unfolded, everyone shared stories and laughter, marking the beginning of a new connection between K’sante's two worlds: his beloved band and his partner, you. It was a heartwarming moment, where music, friendship, and love converged in the heart of the bar.

A/N: RAHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO RUSHED!!! STAN K'SANTE SATN HEARTSTEEL!!

#k'sante #heartsteel #kayn #sett #aphelios #yone #heartsteel ezreal #Heartsteel x reader #heartsteel x y/n #Heartsteel x you #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel sett #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel yone #heartsteel k'sante #K'sante x reader

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zileans-big-cl0ck · 8 months

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✦–Dirty talk with League men (how do they call you and how do they want to be called in bed).✦ NSFW

✦Basically praise kink.

✧ prompt: ✧ I had this laying in my drafts for, like, eternity, so I’m not quite sure how did I come up with this. Prob my voice kink kicked in.

✧ champions: ✧ Zed, the Master of Shadows; Thresh, the Chain Warden; Kayn, the Shadow Reaper; Talon the Blade’s Shadow; Shen, the Eye of Twilight.

✧ reader: ✧ female.

✧ warnings: ✧ obvi NSFW; dirty talk; praise kink; sub!Kayn because I love him being submissive; degradation; bondage; Thresh is a sadistic brat.

✧ author’s note: ✧ ignore any mistakes since I'm too tired to read this for the third time or smth. And please don't eat me alive for Kayn's part, I have like two other drafts with sub!Kayn headcanons for the appreciation of a dom!reader, which we need more‼️

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✦Zed, the Master of Shadows.

Zed can do both: if you enjoy degrading, he will call you a slut or a bitch, but if you prefer soft petnames, something more subtle and fragile, he can call you his little shadow.

He isn’t really talkative, especially in bed. The Master of Shadows usually keeps on his mask of a stoic, ruthless person, silent and deadly. He lets out some heavy grunts of frustration thought.

But your apperance makes him feel different. Complitely different.

He can be a real dirt talker when desired. Whispering in your ear sweet promises of the things he is going to do to you, when you sit obediently on his lap.

You are going to melt in his hands from his voice only anyway.

As for him, he doesn't need you speaking to him during sex. Zed enjoys your cries and moans, there is no need for rushed words.

But he has one weakness, that he would never admit outloudly.

Call him Master, as his official title states, from time to time. And watch him tensing from your subtle tease.

Moan Master Zed and he will be yours for a while. Hopeless and lost in your innocent being that admits his supremacy, so alluring.

✦Thresh, the Chain Warden.

This sadistic demon would probably call you something simillar to his own property. It is a well known fact how controlling he is, as he treats the petty souls of those who lost them to him like pathetic objects.

Therefore, a pathetic little soul would work too.

But on the other hand, Thresh doesn’t want you to adress him at all.

He wants you to be all chained up in a convoluted position, with something in your mouth so you can't mutter a single word.

The only sounds he demands are the cries of yours, either of pleasure or from pain that is caused by his tortures.

So no talking back. No calling him. Only painful screams and your chained body under him, fetching and gorgeous, yet moving away from the touch of his cold claws.

His plaything.

✦Kayn, the Shadow Reaper.

Starting with what he would love to hear from you pretty mouth…

Please, call him a good boy.

Call him handsome. Call him yours and yours only.

But call him a good boy. And he will become a hopeless mess under your body.

It makes him feel appreciated and adored by you, the person his soul crawls for. When you take care of him, when you are so gentle…

Oh, it is impossible for him to not call you mommy. If you enjoy it, of course.

He would mutter the sweet name out of his breath, while you ride him.

✦Talon, the Blade’s Shadow.

Some would call him eternal silent, maybe even grumpy. But he is just not used to a genuine company of a caring human being.

Every segment of his body was made for killing, his devotion - the job of an assassin.

But he is capable of love - the fire kind, full of sacred desire that ends his continency that had been made to prevent him from wandering off from the path of a killer. Greedy and possessive, where he wants your body under his own to claim you whole, mark as his, force you to stay by his side.

Under the cover of a private room, he becomes a tease. Talon finds your whimpers adorable whenever he whisper a husky good girl into your ear.

On the other side, you hear him saying ’my name doesn’t matter’ in different situations, official or not, definitely too many times. So you make sure to moan his name in the moments of pleasure, when you bury your face in the pillow of your bed, feeling the sensation building up in your core, hearing the obscene sounds of melting bodies.

And it touches his weak spot. To have his name on your lips, cherished, adored.

✦Shen, the Eye of Twilight.

He is a gentleman, a sweetheart and the most respectful man you know - he would never dare to degrade you in any possible situation.

Therefore Shen is more eager to call you ma’am or love, or with the relationship ongoing - just a simple my gorgeous wife.

When it comes to petnames, he is a simple man - he desires a sweet and adoring confession, like handsome or just his own name. It always sounds heavenly when it comes as a hot whisper of pleasure from your mouth.

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walls-actual-ly · 7 months

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yeah so you know how Yone is apparently the "band mom"? well i just decided that he has some attachment issues and is unhealthily obsessed with Kayn and Ez who he basically adopted. otherwise you d probably not keep up with their bullshit, like imagine you re having to make chore plans for grown up man...

only option i see is unhealthily obsessed band dad who is not at all attracted to his band sons <3

#heartsteel yone #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel kayn #the fanfic is in work okayyyy #or do you guys want to get a short first chapter with fluff?#and then smut in the second?#is anyone even interested in yone x ezreal :c #i dont care i am #ezreal x yone #yone x ezreal

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respectfulkitfistosimp · 10 months

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The Abode

A Kayn (lol) x reader fanfic part 3 master list

You had the feeling that the place was going to look extremely edgy, but you didn't expect to see what you could guess was the most haunted location in all of Ionia, the atmosphere carried an eerie feeling like you were being watched from all directions and you most likely were, even if there wasn't a single cloud in the sky and the sun shone brightly somehow the building still looked like it was bathing in darkness. If the outside was bad then the inside was even worse, not just because you were sure you could see shadows from the corner of your eye but because the place looked like it was abandoned, there were cobwebs in every corner, what you could guess were once beautiful wooden floors were now covered in a perpetual layer of dirt, you prayed that no one would get hurt because the infection that they would get from just walking around here would kill them in an instant. The place did suit the vibes of it's owner Zed though, who wore his complete armor and judge you like you were the worst criminal in the history of Runeterra, still you tried to be friendly and offered your hand for a handshake to at least keep it professional, the man on the other hand (pun intended) didn't even look at your hand, much less unfold his arms to try and shake it so you returned your hand to your side feeling defeated and somehow humiliated.

—Kayn informed me that you are a good healer—he started, you wouldn't dare to correct him like you did with his apprentice.

—I'm average at it—you said, trying to be humble.

—I will be the one to decide that, you start immediately.

You were a bit taken aback by that, he didn't ask for any documentation, didn't have a contract prepared, he didn't even shake your hand after the interview, if it could be called that, was over, he just kicked you out. "Whatever" you thought, huffing with annoyance at his attitude and Kayn just chuckled after seeing your face. When you decided that morning to play him like he had played you, you still felt a bit of compassion towards him but after that insufferable chuckle he gave you all the compassion in your soul just packed it's own bags, wrote you a goodbye letter in a napkin and flew out the window into another universe. You didn't know how, but you were going to make his life a living hell.

—I'll show you the nursery—he said, walking away immediately after, ignorant to your plans of vengance.

To your surprise the nursery was cleaner than the hallways, there was still dust on every surface meaning that this place hadn't been used in a while but after a good scrub everything would be shiny and as sterile as possible.

—Thanks—you said to him, closing the door on his face, you heard him scoff outside the room and elevated at a higher plane of existence for it.

You opened every cabined to check on the supplies you had, all of them were expired and some were even moldy and with god as your witness you would rather not tell Zed about all of the things he needed to buy for the nursery so you had the great idea of using The Abode, after all if you could imagine it you could have it, free of charge and taxation. In between stocking the shelves you cleaned the place and by almost the end of the day the nursery looked like and actually nursery, you sighed contently as you wiped your forehead with your arm, a deep sense of pride filling your bones but the magical moment quickly came to an end as the sound of someone, hopefully not a ghost, kocked on the door.

—Come in—you said, fixing your clothes and putting on the demeanor that you would wear on your practice at the hospital.

Kayn walked in immediately after, unfortunately, still you kept your professionalism and motioned for him to sit down.

—What seems to be the issue?—you asked, eyeing him up and down but not noticing any injuries.

—I got hurt—he said, showing a small cut on his arm that would take less than a day to heal on it's own.

You breathed in deeply to calm down, this is were your vengeance officially started. You got up from your seat and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol, cotton and gauze, you poured the alchohol in the cotton and before you pressed it to his injury you looked at him.

—This might sting—you warned him, barely even giving him a second to prepare himself mentally before you started cleaning his injury.

He hissed at the pain and even if you didn't smile the sound made you happy, but not for long enough to satify you becuase of how small the injury was. After you were done cleaning it you pressed the gauze on it and taped it to his skin, you would have to pat yourself in the back after becuase of the great work you did, even if it was a bit of a dissapointing case.

—All done, you're good to go—you washed your hands immediatly after as Kayn looked at his arm, you weren't sure what his blank expression meant though—everything alright?

—I thought you would use magic—he said and you already started working on an excuse—either way, I've never seen supplies like yours.

—You might build a resistance to healing magic—you bullshitted him with a straight face, if there's something you're good at it's lying.

He nodded at your answer, seemingly convinced since he thanked you with a smile before leaving, you waited a few minutes to sigh after he left and wrote down his name and the treatment he recieved. You were a bit dissapointed that was your first patient but at the same time thought that it was a bit mean of you to hope that the members of the order would get worse injuries, you were also sure that there would be a point where you would miss this peace. It was almost as if fate was against you as you heard screaming and people running, then the door blew open as a group of about four men entered with one of them carrying the body of another member, unfaced by the situation you told them to leave him in the bed where you saw the multiple wounds on his body, the worst was one big stab wound on his abdomen. You had treated many wounds like this, after all the hospital where you did your residence was in the middle of a pretty bad area in your town so you put all of your experience and knowledge into treating this man and getting him stable, but since you placed all of your concentration on your patiente you didn't notice the way the other people in the room were looking at you, scanning every move like how a predator does before pouncing on it's victim, a single wrong move would be enough for them to end your life and lucky you, each one of your calculated moves didn't set off any alarms in their brains, that doesn't mean that they trusted you though, something that you noticed once you had finished with your patient and looked at them.

—I've treated all of his injuries, luckily he didn't loose too much blood but he'll have to rest here for a couple of days to make sure his injury heals correctly and doesn't get an infection—you said with a professional look on your face and tone of voice, trust between patient and doctor was important but you couldn't care less if his companions didn't trust you.

—Why not use magic?—one of them asked.

You started to consider getting a tattoo on your forehead that said "medic, not healer".

—Magic is reserved for speacially extreme cases, this is not one of those—you looked back at the paitent who looked like a mummy—it may look bad but most of his injuries were superficial, you brought him to me before the stab wound became life threatening too, thank you all, you've all done a great work.

You smiled at them, noticing their prevoisly severe looks became questioning at best. They looked at each other before one of them nodded and the whole group left without saying thank you, you waited a few minutes before sighting once again, sitting on your chair to write down the name of the patient and the treatment, only a couple of minutes later Zed walked in, the only reason why you noticed him was because of this incredibly edgy vibe he carried around since his footsteps didn't make noise.

—Kayn said you were a healer, not a medic, you didn't correct me either—he told you, few times in your life have you felt this threatened, but you felt like there was another reason to him mentioning that other than your secrecy.

—I will be honest since you're my employer, you intimidated me—you told him the truth, feeling like he would see right thru your lies if you tried to lie to him.

—The order cannot afford a medic—he answered, seemingly ignoring your answer.

—Then pay me minimum wage—you said and he tilted his head, then you realized they probably didn't have such a concept—or whatever you can, I just want the job, not the pay.

You noticed a weird air around him that changed the dark and edgy aura he usually had, like a mixture between surprise and something like pride? Whatever it was, it freezed your blood as you already started thinking of the worst possible outcome.

—You must be passionate about your work then—he said, that was definitly not what you meant but you would take it—but I must warn you, it wil take time for other members of the order to trust you, tell me if they try to hurt you.

You just nodded and he left, what did he mean by "hurt you"? You had the feeling this might be a dangerous job but you didn't think you would be a victim of your own coworkers? You shivered at the thought of what they might do to you if they found you suspicious, sometimes ignorance was bliss and this was one of those cases.

#kayn x you #kayn x y/n #kayn league of legends #kayn lol #kayn x reader #kayn

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writerblue275 · 24 days

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Hii may I request heartsteel lads and how first kisses goes?? :3

First kisses with Heartsteel!

Hi hi hi lovely anon, of course you can!! Thank you for requesting, this is such a cute idea! I’ll keep this to just first kisses, but I’ll definitely make a general kisses headcanon at some point.

Inspiration: Love a good first kiss moment.

Genre: Headcanon

Type: Fluff

Gender: Gender Neutral Reader!

TW: Swearing. Slight discussion of rebellious activities (lmao guess for which member).

Extra: Some of these I felt like I could keep completely in bullet form, but some others I felt required more set up, so there’s some prose interspersed.

Aphelios

Definitely happens further down the line when things are really getting serious. Aphelios just gives me the “takes it slow but he’s in it for the long haul” vibes (love it! You go king). It takes a while for him to let someone in, but once he does, you know you’re extremely important to him.

So you’ve been dating him maybe two-three months now. And while he hasn’t kissed you yet, there have been other kinds of physical moments (like hand holding, cheek kisses, slight cuddling, some pet names, that sort of thing) that have progressed that shows things are moving well in the right direction.

Not to mention the subtle things. Like the way he thumb lingers a little on the corner of your lips as he wipes away some ice cream your napkin missed. Or how he has to look away when you bite your lip. (Because he wants to be the one to do so. 😝) Just other subtle things that seem to signal Aphelios is ready to take that next physical step with you. You just have to figure out how to ask him in a way that won’t spook him.

One of the things you two do together? Well he’s teaching you sign language. Or at least the basics. He fully doesn’t expect you to sign all the time, hell he doesn’t even do that. But since he has to be careful to protect what remains of his voice, he does use sign language as one way of communication.

And you being the kind, wonderful partner that you are, you want to learn to sign too. Communication with your partner is so important and of course you want to be able to communicate with Aphelios as effectively as possible, so you asked him for help. (He’s so touched that you’re taking the time/making the effort to do that for him btw. Learning any new language is extremely difficult.)

So one night, after a date, when you two are just vibing together on the couch in his studio, you and Aphelios decide to play a little game that has become common for the two of you. You sign something and he grades your signing, telling/showing you what, if anything, you can do better. And for the most part it’s just been fairly basic signs and phrases.

But little does he know, you’ve been practicing more than just simple phrases at home.

Can I practice signing some questions?, you ask.

Yes, he signs. Of course! What do you have for me tonight, cutie?

You smile brightly and blush at the pet name, making him smile in response.

You start off with some basics. What is your name? How are you doing? Where are you from? Those sorts of questions. And you watch carefully as Aphelios helps you make any adjustments to clarify your signing.

“Phel, can I try and ask something more….personal? I-I want to make sure I have it down” You ask, your voice getting a little shy. You know you’re taking a risk, but you really like him and you just want to confirm he’s on the same page as you. That the connection you’ve felt isn’t just one-sided.

His eyebrows go up in surprise but he nods. Of course, he signs. What is it? You’ve really peaked his curiosity now. Especially with how shy you got.

So you take a deep breath to settle your nerves….and another one…before finally blushing deeply and signing, Will you kiss me? (You sign it flawlessly btw. You practiced for DAYS as you gathered the courage to ask him.)

His eyes widen and he blinks at you for a few moments, giving you a good clue that you did ask what you intended to.

As the silence drags on for a few moments longer and you see Aphelios try to process what you just asked, you fear you’ve made a terrible mistake of things and you start to just completely panic.

“Sh-shit Phel I’m so sorry! Oh god, I made you uncomfortable, didn’t I…Please forget I asked. Please forget I said anything! Oh I ruined everything…I’m so so so sorry. I’ll go. Please can we pretend like this didn’t happ-mm?”

You’re so frazzled and upset with yourself you didn’t even notice Phel sign absolutely yes before leaning over and kissing you slowly, his fingers threading in your hair, completely cutting off your panicked rambling.

And when he pulls away? This time you’re the one left staring at him in surprise, blinking rapidly for a few moments before smiling widely as he signs back to you, There. Now will you kiss me, please? And of course you’re more than happy to oblige. He said please, after all.

Ezreal

I think Ezreal would kiss earlier on in a relationship. His love language (giving) is physical touch and kisses are included in that. And of course with him, your first kiss is going to be fun and sweet because those are the vibes Ez gives off like 95% of the time.

In this instance the two of you are at an arcade for a date. You’ve noticed he’s been giving more and more signs that he wants to kiss you. Subtle (he thinks) glances down to your lips when the two of you are talking or the way his lips linger when he kisses you on the cheek after walking you to your door post-date. And well…you want to kiss him too. In fact you have a little plan to help move things along.

You asked Alune, who introduced the two of you, what Ezreal’s favorite arcade machine is before-hand and she immediately responded ski-ball. She told you he’s a god at ski-ball and how no one in Heartsteel will play with him anymore because he always wins. Always. His aim is just unmatched. (Though Phel is certainly practicing hard to beat him.)

So what do you do? You challenge Ezreal in ski-ball of course! But the stakes have to be raised. What’s the fun without some flirty competition?

Him: “And if I win? What do I get? Your tickets? Dinner? A kiss?” *Said with a little cocky smirk* (Of course.)

You: *grin widely at him* “Yeah sure, I’ll kiss you. Deal.”

Him: *His eyes wide and he’s very alert now* “Wait, actually??”

You: *smirks* “I mean what I say, Ezreal. You know that. Besides, I’m sure I’ll win, so why does it matter? You know how competitive I get.” (Muahaha, clever you. You got him hook, line, and sinker.)

Oh now it’s ON. He’s fully tuned in. You can tell his competitive nature made him play right into your plan. He wants that kiss.

And he’s absolutely going to get it. Ez is rolling a perfect game. Like it doesn’t take long for winning to be completely out of reach for you. So you pause to watch him, eventually starting to laugh before just going for it, leaning over and kissing him deeply (of course it’s just as he sinks the shot to break the high score record on the machine).

And once he gets over the initial surprise, he very eagerly kisses you back, one of his hands cupping your cheek. And the kiss lasts for a lovely few moments before you gently pull back and smile widely at him.

“If you wanted to kiss me to badly,” you let out on a giggle, “you could have just asked, you know. Hopefully I won’t have to knowingly embarrass myself at ski-ball again to get another kiss from you.”

Ezreal laughs shyly and kisses you again, letting his arms wrap around you. “Of course not. Happy to kiss yo- wait a second did you say ‘knowingly?’ What do you mean? How’d you even know I love ski-ball? I didn’t tell you that.”

You grin. “How do you think? Alune told me! I asked her what your favorite arcade machine was. It was clear I needed to take matters into my own hands since though I could tell you wanted to kiss me, you’re such a gentleman,” you tease playfully before kissing his cheek.

Somewhere else in the city, Alune starts laughing loudly, surprising a gaming Aphelios, as she receives a text message from Ezreal:

Ezreal: Name anything you want. Dead serious. I don’t care what, it’s yours. You’re the BEST. THANK YOU!!!

Alune: 😂 Holding you to that. Glad (Y/N)’s plan worked!

Ezreal: 👍👍

Kayn

Something tells me that Kayn would kiss earlier on in a relationship. Not that it’s a bad thing! I definitely don’t think it is. And he wouldn’t do so unless he thought you returned his feelings. He’s a rebel, not an asshole. He’d never force himself on someone.

All that aside, there is something to be said for Kayn’s recklessness playing into his first kiss with you.

I don’t think it would happen on a planned date. Kayn strikes me as more of a “go with the flow” sort of guy, at least until things are getting serious. Then he’d actually plan out dates. Otherwise spending time with him early on in your relationship consists of him calling or texting you and saying, “Hey, I’m doing ______ tonight or tomorrow. Want to come with? Food’s on me?”

And these “things” can range from errands (he just like being in your presence, ok?) to actual events like concerts or other things like that.

And ok, like 90% of what Kayn calls you for are things that are law-abiding. But there is that 10%. That piece of him who still loves to rebel and do things for the adrenaline. Don’t worry though, when you do those sorts of things with him, he won’t let you get in trouble. He’s a pro.

In this case, the two of you are sitting on a random roof in the city after going around and doing things you definitely shouldn’t be doing. (On a completely unrelated note: A couple city cop cars have some lovely new colorful decorations on them.)

And the two of you are just quietly laughing together and watching the moon, the adrenaline from the shenanigans you two participated in still going through your veins.

And Kayn looks over at you, admiring how attractive you look and how happy you make him. And he can’t help it as he reaches over and takes your hand. When you don’t pull away, he just quietly says “Ah fuck it…” and goes for it. He leans over, gently tangling his free hand in your hair, and kisses you absolutely breathless.

Kayn can’t help but chuckle once he pulls away as he sees the slightly dazed (but very happy) expression on your face.

And once you finally get your wits back about you and go to return the favor, he’s so relieved you feel the same way as him.

K’Sante

Not the earliest member to have a first kiss with their partner, but definitely not the latest. K'Sante is for sure somewhere in the middle.

And with K'Sante? Your first kiss with him is almost a little...accidental? Not in a bad way, but the circumstances surrounding just were slightly unexpected.

But the chemistry between the two of you is undeniable. You can definitely feel a lovely sort of tension building in your mundane acts of physical affection. But neither of you have taken the final step to kiss the other person yet.

But that’s about to change. K'Sante is taking you out on the town for the night. The evening starts with a really delicious dinner at a really really nice restaurant (where of course he made a reservation because this man PLANS).

This is then followed up by getting ice cream and him driving the two of you to a secluded point that overlooks the city. You two can just enjoy each other's company (as well as the yummy ice cream) while he also plays some music from a little bluetooth speaker he brought that connects to his phone and relaxing on a lovely picnic blanket he has in his trunk. (1000000/10 vibes like oh my god?)

Now something that K'Sante does, he uses his phone as little as possible on dates with you. He wants to be fully present in the moment and enjoy what moments he can when he's with you.

So that's why he's so surprised when he turns on his phone to play music (since he had it off during dinner and the drive with you) to find 7 missed calls from Alune.

"Shit," he murmurs.

“Everything ok, K’Sante?” You ask, feeling concerned as you take in his furrowed brow.

“Looks like I have a bunch of missed calls from our manager. Normally she doesn’t call me unless something is wrong….”

“Uh oh…and since she called so many times….Call her back. I don’t mind,” You tell him.

“You sure? I don’t want to be disrespectful,” he says.

This makes you smile. “K’Sante, you are one of the most respectful people I know. Checking to see if there’s an emergency isn’t disrespecting me,” you reassure him.

And after another minute or two of warring with himself, he does. He realizes he wouldn’t be able to stop worrying about what’s going on if he didn’t, and that’s not fair to you. He puts the phone on speaker. Since it’s affecting your date, he figures you might as well get to learn what’s going on too.

As Alune picks up the call, you hear her groan. “Finally, K’Sante! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for hours! Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

“Alune, I told you I had a date with (Y/N) tonight. I’m still on the date, actually, and you’re on speaker,” he chuckles.

“Hi!” You shyly say.

You hear Alune sigh. “Hi, (Y/N)! I apologize. I didn’t mean to interrupt your date. I just have really exciting news for K’Sante and I wanted to tell him as soon as possible.”

“And you couldn’t leave a message??” K’Sante asks.

“And miss your live reaction to this? Or at least your audible reaction? Absolutely not! (Y/N), would you like to hear it too? It’s actually better that you’re with him so he has someone to celebrate with!”

You perk up and smile at K’Sante, relieved nothing is wrong and beyond curious what the news is. “Sure!! I won’t tell anyone either so don’t worry about that.”

K’Sante drums his fingers on the ground impatiently. “Alright Alune, spit it out. What am I celebrating?”

“K’Sante, they accepted your design for the up-and-coming designer show during Spring/Summer Fashion Week! And not only that, but they want YOU to walk in it! You get to model your own design!”

You gasp and squeeze his hand as she reveals the amazing news, your eyes locked on his expression. “K’Sante!!! Holy shit that’s amazing!! They’re so lucky to have you in their show!” As you talk, you can see just the biggest flurry of emotions playing over his features as he’s stunned silent, his eyes locked on yours.

You laugh softly, “Alune, I think you might have broken him. He’s just staring at me.” You smile widely back at him and go to hug him.

As you get closer, it’s like he’s finally back in his own body, and his expression lands on pure joy as he leans over and cups your cheeks, kissing you deeply for a moment before pulling you into a tight hug and starting to laugh happily.

And your brain is now short circuiting in the best way possible because omg YES FINALLY. And as you pull back from the hug, you gently brush your lips over his and whisper happily, “Congratulations, K’Sante. You deserve this.”

“I know you mean the Fashion Week stuff, but can that sentiment also apply to your kisses? Because I’ll be honest that was pretty great too,” he says as he quickly hangs up on Alune.

You just laugh and nod before kissing him again as your answer.

Sett

While I don’t think Sett would kiss super early on in a relationship, I also don’t think he’d take the longest either. Like maybe a few dates in? Whenever he feels things starting to really get serious with you. And this would be after some earlier physical things like hand holding or kisses on the cheek, etc, and he’s letting you dictate the pace of anything physical. (Once again repeat after me: “Ma didn’t raise a jackass.”)

But anyway, as you’ve gotten to know Sett better, he’s shown you different facets of himself. Like for example, you know he’s fit as fuck (I mean you see the evidence right in front of you lmao) but one of the things you might not have known initially is that he is an excellent boxer. (A/N: We know this because base lore and the MV and shit but think from the perspective of a new partner.)

And while he doesn’t fight other people super often anymore due to his profession, he occasionally accepts a challenge from someone. (Much to Alune’s chagrin. Makeup can only hide so many injuries.)

So let’s say Sett accepts a challenge and he invites you to watch the fight with the rest of Heartsteel. (He absolutely wants to show off for you.)

And at his invitation, you go and visit him in his locker room before the fight, just to show him you made it ok and to wish him luck. “Not that I think you’ll need it, Sett. You’ll kick his ass, I’m sure.”

That makes him laugh and banishes away any lingering doubts/nervousness in his mind. “Well of course I’ll kick his ass. He’s fighting “The Boss” after all. There’s a reason I have that nickname. Besides, you’re here. Like I told you, you’re my good luck charm. With you cheering me on he doesn’t stand a chance.”

As Sett is talking you see his eyes flash briefly down to your lips a couple times. But he doesn’t say anything further. So you take the initiative. It’s not like you don’t want to kiss him. You absolutely do.

“Hey Sett?” you ask, feeling bold. “Would you…like a kiss for good luck? You know…so I can make sure my good luck charm potential is fully maximized?”

And you can tell by his smile and happy eyes that yes. Yes he would like a kiss for good luck actually. (Though his eager nodding definitely gives it away the most 😂.) So you give him one. And it’s sweet and happy and leaves both of you smiling and giggling/chuckling a bit once you pull away.

Oh Sett’s opponent doesn’t stand a fucking chance now. (Not that he did before but still.)

Yone

I definitely see Yone as one of, if not the most reserved member of Heartsteel (it's a race between him and Aphelios), so it’d take the longest to get to the point of a first kiss with him.

Not that he doesn’t want to kiss you earlier on. He absolutely does. But the very last thing he wants to do is to come on too strong or go too fast and scare you away. He really really likes you, after all.

A lot of what goes into Yone’s decision of finally going for it has to do with your body language. He’s looking for a sign that clearly says “ok yes, this person likes me back, I’m not crazy.”

As for the first kiss itself, it happens after a couple months with him, when he’s driving you home.

You can tell Yone wants to take that step and kiss you. You’ve noticed his gaze occasionally linger on your lips when he’s talking with you. Or the slight swallow he does whenever you bite your bottom lip while thinking. (Not to mention the slight twinge of pink that goes to his cheeks. Only you can get that reaction out of him.)

And suddenly you realize, he hasn’t kissed you yet not because he doesn’t want to, but because he’s such a damn gentleman and doesn’t want to come on too strong and make you uncomfortable. He wants a sign that you’re ok with him kissing you.

So once he parks the car in front of your building, you lean over, lace your fingers with his, and gently kiss his cheek, letting your lips linger for just a moment longer than what might be considered purely friendly/platonic. Then you whisper in his ear, loathe to break the comforting silence in his car, “You’re not as subtle as you think, Yone. I know you want to kiss me. I also want to kiss you so-”

You don’t even get to finish your thought before Yone’s hands are cupping your jaw and he’s leaned across the center console, kissing you breathless. And my god is it lovely. Sweet but still filled with a surprising amount of passion for a man who presents such a stoic facade to the world. You can’t help but grin like a happy fool once he gently pulls away.

He chuckles at your reaction, but internally his heart is racing. Kissing you was even better than he thought it would be (and his expectations were high).

He clears his throat and looks away shyly for a second as he regains his composure. “Forgive me for interrupting you…but would it be alright if I did that again in the future?”

His question makes you laugh and you lean back over to him and peck his lips. “Yone, you are more than welcome to do that anytime you’d like…you’ll hear no complaints from me.”

Thanks for reading! I absolutely loved getting this request and I hope I did it justice, anon! Got to play into some fun ideas here. 💙

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