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ioniansunsets · 5 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.
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kagakuoniryu · 2 years
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This idea has been living rent free in my head for a while. Arcade Miss Fortune with a male S/O giving her some “support” from under her desk, and maybe they do a little something more once she finishes her game 😏
Synopsis :
Arcade Miss fortune receiving support from under her desk by her male s/o
Type :
Headcanon
Warning :
It's nsfw really, it's about support of an other kind
A/N :
I know it's been a long while you made this request and I hope you don't mind that I'm this late but better later than never I guess! I hope you'll still enjoy it ; nsfw under the cut
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Your girlfriend, miss fortune, were playing for multiple hours by now
And you were getting restless, you wanted to spend time with your girlfriend but, guess video games comes first
Trying to approach her you started to kiss her shoulder but even while whining she told you that she needed to finish that level
You naturally asked her if you could give her some sort of support so she can finish faster
She then told you she was really stressed, and needed you to relieve it for her
Without further ceremony you were on your knees under her desk, before her chair, while you pull down her pair of shorts
You tried to finger her but it wasn't enough for her, she clearly needed something else
And she wasn't making it particularly easy either
The last solution for you was to go down on her and so you did
Head between her thighs you put you tongue at good use, when you touched a particularly sweet spot of her you could feel her legs squeezing you a bit more before relaxing
Good thing she muted herself or else some friend who were on the level with her would start to hear her release little sound as she went more and more into it
From time to time she usually let one of her hand off her gaming device to grab your hair and guide you a bit more precisely
And after a good 15 to 20 minutes of hard work she finally released against your face, with a content smile she gently patted your hair and told you that since you were such a good boy and that her level is finished she might as well reward you
She came on the voice chat, bid her friend goodbye and logged off for the night
Don't worry the reward is always very satisfying with her
~hope you'll like it~
🌸Request are open🌸
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silktulip · 1 year
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Scenarios (rules)
I have WIPs of my own, yes, but I'll also scenarios and write short fanfiction (request a long one separately ^~^) Below, I will explain what I am doing:
What I am accepting right now:
Anime (general rule is that I'll tell you if I don't accept the show, just ask me ^~^, but I will accept these 100%) :
- Eighty-Six
- Attack on Titan
- Bungou Stray Dogs
and a few others I can't think of right now
Games (I don't accept a lot of these):
-League of Legends
- Valorant
- Overwatch (hard maybe, depends on what you ask)
- Some fighting games (MK, KoF, Guilty Gear)
Shows:
- Stranger Things
- Alice in Borderlands (please 🥺)
What I will write:
- Headcanons
- Scenarios
(most asks I write headcanons for so feel free to specify)
- Fanfiction (anything longer than 1000 words will take longer than a few days)
- Poetry
Restrictions:
- If you want NSFW, specify so I can age mark the post appropriately.
- if the ask makes me not comfy, I will not do it. That is hard though, so good luck with that.
- Don't ask me to make things about my WIPs. There's a reason why they're in progress. I will show those when ready.
- You will be automatically blocked if you ask me anything about rape or anything of that kind. This is a safe space.
- If you want overly emotional stories or angst, I will be posting the piece to a Google Docs and using the text post as a trigger warning. All my docs will be accessible and easy to get to, and everyone who reads will be anonymous.
That's it. Otherwise, let the imaginations go wild~ ^-^
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saey707 · 3 months
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I am BEGGING for more Yandere heartsteel Yone!! What do you think he would act like if during his carreer he found himself falling in love with someone or even dating them?
I feel like the fans would know nothing about the fact that he has a partner he loves very… very much. Imo he would want to keep them out of the spotlight as much as possible to “protect” them (aka nobody can have them other than him) and he has to manipulate his way into making reader into the perfect obedient partner that has eyes only for him.
✿ Prompt: Yone wants to "protect" you ✿
♡ champion focus: yone ♡ tw: yandere-ish, manipulation ♡ Gender-neutral reader
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From the beginning of your relationship with Yone, you always felt something was... off about him. Of course, that was a given, especially considering how little everybody knew about him.
Nobody truly knew a thing about Yone, other than the simple facts: He loved cold brew, was a Taurus, was an INFJ, and frequently micromanaged the chaotic life he and his friends lead.
Overall, Yone was a private person, preferring to not manage any socials, let alone be a figure in the spotlight on television Instead, he would occasionally hop onto corporate socials to answer any burning questions the Heartbeats had regarding new projects, songs, or tour dates. He'd stray towards the back and allow his friends to have the front floor. It's how he preferred things to be.
Upon meeting you, Yone never believed he could fall in love with someone as conservative as himself. Someone who preferred to keep the intimate details to oneself and valued a small circle. A person who didn't want to put all their personal information, memories, and photos out for the public to gaze upon.
It seemed fate had a way of drawing the two of you together- Him to you and you to him.
And ensnared within the jaws of Yone's adoration, his obsession, the desperate producer took all measures necessary to root out every fragment of information he could about you. His torment to understand you was extreme. Yone was extreme.
"There's still so much I have yet to discover about you..." "Heh... I could say the same to you."
Secrets Yone always confined and kept to himself effortlessly flowed past his lips when it came to you. Yone was hungry to know all the little things about you that the world didn't know. And the world just may... Never truly know a thing about you either.
Because you were- for the most part- off the grid, it didn't make it hard for Yone to keep you all to himself. In fact, he wanted nothing more than to do just that. Why should the world get to know you as intimately as he did?
"I'm thinking about making an Instagram account..." you voiced aloud, staring at your phone. This immediately caught the attentive ears of Yone. Turning your attention to your boyfriend, you failed to notice how he tensed up, lips forming a tight line. His trepidatious fingers bounced on the rim of his mug.
"Is that so?" he began in a low and quiet tone.
You shrugged, "I mean it could be a nice place to put all of our memories!" Yone chuckled coldly, shrugging his shoulders. And with that, he picked up his mug and made his way over to you.
"Sure, sure, sure... I'm just worried that this will take away the mystery from our love lives." Your brows furrowed in confusion. So the producer continued.
"You know... Putting our business out in the public? Honestly... The last thing I want is for the fans to say something to you. You know how they act when one of us starts dating... Constantly prying for information, wanting to know more..."
He cleared his throat, "...I just don't want to put you under the spotlight, you know- public scrutiny could hurt."
"Yeah, I get it." You responded, forlorn that your lover didn't seem invested in the idea.
Yone wrapped his arms around you from behind the couch, and with a sigh, pressed his lips to your temple. "Ultimately, it's your decision. I'm just worried you'll become overwhelmed with all the attention."
Nodding your head, you pushed your head against his neck. "You might be right about that. I'll think on it a bit longer before deciding."
Still, even with a decision that still had yet to be sorted out, Yone still wasn't pleased with it. He hated that he was out of control. He hated that you were even considering putting yourself out there!
It made him feel like someone could easily take you away from him- Like others would have the ability to uncover all of the secrets that should only be confined between you and him!
So he made the hard decision to lie to you one evening.
"The fans have become quite violent lately." He voiced, looking at an article on his laptop. "They're starting to bump up our security. Or at least, that is the plan I've decided..." Yone sighed. A look of concern crossed your face.
"Why?" You questioned, cautiously walking over.
Yone turned his head to peer towards where you were standing. "There's... A rumor going around. Heartbeats are speculating that I'm dating someone." He informed with a forged sadness on his face, watching your eyes widen in shock.
And how he loved the look of fear in your eyes.
He had you in the palm of his hand, wrapped around his finger. He knew if he scared you just a little bit you'll be at his mercy. Yone knew you'd come around and listen to him.
"I'm sorry..." "Don't be. It's not your fault. I should have done a better job of protecting you."
You shook your head stubbornly. "Stop. You shouldn't be beating yourself up over this, Yone. You do plenty to protect me." You rushed over, wrapping your arms tightly around him. You felt for a second that if you let go, you would lose him. You felt... afraid.
Aimlessly, you were trying to feel a sense of security, one of which Yone would happily provide with his following statements:
"It's best the two of us just lay low for now. Okay?" He smiled, kissing the top of your forehead.
"As long as you listen to me, I'll keep you safe in my arms. Always."
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sanctum-of-ramshackle · 10 months
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“Nothing to be afraid of.”
[TWST AU]: In this timeline, this certain MC/Yuu is something ancient and shouldn’t be provoked.
[Gender Neutral MC/Yuu]
[Synopsis]: What happens if an MC/Yuu from League of Legends happens to be a bringer of great fear and repeats the last words of its victims? Well, you earn a “scarecrow” like being who would likely to chew you alive.
[(A/N)]: Fun fact about this Fiddlesticks rework, it was voice acted by Kellen Goff which he is famous for voicing Funtime Freddy from the FNAF franchise and other works like Overhaul from BNHA, etc. Feels like my childhood cringe is haunting me like this LOL champion.
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Fiddlesticks, one of most fearsome champions people insisted that the creepy creature from folklore is true.
Many warned others to stay alert and never let this demonic being get to you.
Though, they don’t believe the monster was real as it’s just stories to scare the listeners, children specifically to be careful.
It is real as you’ll witness the horror it brings upon.
If it has gotten you, it’s your last words against the next victims.
There’s just one question.
How did it get summoned to Twisted Wonderland?
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Crowley would actually be the one to retrieve the “missing student” before the dorm selecting ceremony ends.
As he reached to the room full of floating coffins he saw Grim hidden in one of the many, shaking in fear.
Crowley: Great Seven! Why are you staying in there?
Grim: I can’t leave.
Crowley: You have to. No unsupervised familiars are allowed until-
Grim: Not now! Something came in here and…
Then noises of metal scraping against the cobbled stone flooring.
Squeaking of rusted joints echoed through the halls.
As Crowley and Grim look back at the open doorway, a figure dashes across as a blur to their fields of vision.
Grim: I told you!
Crowley: The students.
Crowley and Grim, as he was being carried by the Headmaster, ran as fast as they can to return to the ceremony before something goes wrong.
As they enter into the Mirror Chamber, all students and their Dorm Leaders were hiding behind the Dark Mirror.
Crowley: Students, why are you hiding behind the mirror?
Riddle: Headmaster, there was a…a scarecrow.
Crowley: Pardon?
Jamil: It’s not only a scarecrow. It was sentient.
Vil: It was ghastly when it appear before us.
Epel: It was welding a sickle! It’s gonna kill us all!
Crowley: Calm down, I do not see any sign of a scarecrow anywhere.
[As Crowley continue speaking, a tall figure then starts looming over the headmaster. It’s head croaking eerily, eyes illuminating a glowing crimson, and a jaw unhinged with rows of razors. Students were trying to sign him to stop talking.]
Crowley: Now stop gesturing to me. A scarecrow could never hurt me.
Fiddlesticks: A scarecrow could never hurt me.
On cue, Fiddlesticks attacks at Crowley, swinging its extended metal limb in full force, hitting him to crash into a wall.
Students screamed in horror and some ran out of the chamber.
Others were frozen in fear watching this nightmarish entity attacking others.
Some carried the unconscious Crowley out of the scene while dodging the crowd thrown at them.
Fiddlesticks: Don’t be scared, it can’t hurt you!
Kalim: *Crying out of fear* Yes it can! *Blindly uses Oasis at it*
[The demonic being dodges his Unique Magic swiftly. It then hurls itself towards Kalim with an unhinged mouth filled with razor blades of teeth.]
Fiddlesticks: Fiddlesticks is just a fable!
Riddle: *Throws in a fire spell at Fiddlesticks*
[It got attacked and severely burned. Fiddlesticks tears open its chest cavity gruesomely.]
Ace: Oh what?!
[As the body falls limp, an orb of dark energy leaves from the chest and flies around the husk of the former shell. It uses more force to drag its puppet away from everyone. Leaving the scene.]
Ruggie: You think it’s over?
Leona: No. It will come back.
Ever since that night, NRC staff members became highly alerted if that monster comes up.
They have to install security all around the school and students were enrolling more on Protection Magic classes.
No worries though, Crowley found somebody who is an expert on demons like Fiddlesticks, oddly enough.
MC/Yuu: I’m MC/Yuu. Hope we can get along.
Grim: *Feels hostile towards them* I don’t think so.
MC/Yuu: I have tuna cans.
Grim: Okay! You’re cool.
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[11:35 p.m.]
Malleus: *Strolling late one night*
[A baby’s cries echo through the forest at the edge of NRC]
Malleus: *Curious and slightly concerned* A baby? *Follows the sound*
[The cries grew louder and a dimly lit lantern can be spotted from afar, swinging in movement.]
Malleus: Why would a baby be abandoned here?
[The lantern shun brighter as Malleus gets closer to the noise. He can spot a basket fit for an infant and the the source of light illuminating the area. As he reaches closer, the illusion shatters. The cries became distorted and Malleus turns to look at the direction to where the sound is coming from.]
Fiddlesticks: *Stands still with its lantern sway left and right*
Malleus: What kind of being are you? *Slowly walks backwards not losing focus on the scarecrow*
Fiddlesticks:
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[7:35 a.m.]
Ace: Did you guys hear what happened?!
Deuce: Ace, it’s too early for your shit.
Ace: The Malleus Draconia was attacked last night!
Jack: Seriously? What could have attacked one of the most powerful mages in Twisted Wonderland?
Epel: Could it be that scarecrow monster?
Sebek: I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THAT MONSTROSITY FOR HARMING WAKA-SAMA!!! Human!
MC/Yuu: Sebek, what?
Sebek: Are you or are you not finding a solution to stop this madness?
MC/Yuu: I need more time to find out how to stop this demonic entity.
Jack: You may need to hurry. Everyone is anxious about the monster.
MC/Yuu: I know. I know.
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[During Chapter 5]
Overblot!Vil: I’m the most beautiful of all!
MC/Yuu: *Struggling to breath* This poison…I can’t… *Falls on their knees*
Rook: Mon Trickster!
Epel: MC/Yuu!
MC/Yuu: I can’t hold back.
[MC/Yuu fell unconscious for a moment, their body starts to transform.]
Overblot!Vil: *Startled from watching the transformation* No, it cannot be.
Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: *Contrasts their body to a taller form, revealing they’re the infamous Fiddlesticks* No, it cannot be. *They shrieked out and attacks OB!Vil with their sickle*
[After the battle]
Vil: *Knocked unconscious*
Deuce: *Horrified by his friend* You are…
Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: It’s hard to keep control.
Sebek: Why did you attack Waka-sama back then?!
Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: Control, Sebek. I couldn’t hold on that time. It’s using my body as a vessel. I’m sorry for the mess I created.
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Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: *Standing around in their usual pose*
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Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: Every time. I’ll lose an arm during the hunts someday…
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Floyd: *Trying to squeeze Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu*
Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: *Easily pulls off Floyd from their body and tosses him aside*
Floyd: *Laughing maniacally*
Azul: I told you to stop squeezing them. They’re dangerous.
Floyd: But they’re fun.
Fiddlesticks!MC/Yuu: Only because I’m holding back my primal instincts.
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scarlet-moonlight · 2 months
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Consider:Aphelios having scars or veins on his neck because of him constantly drinking the poison, him feeling insecure about them and having to cover them up with his clothes, and then you kiss his neck along those scars softly
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Dominant Vander Headcanons
Pairing: Vander x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, dom/sub dynamics, workplace sex, creampie, blowjobs, fingering under the table, size difference, clothes sharing, table sex, cunnilingus, slight choking kink, size kink, dom!Vander
A/N: I don't know where the ask went but I remember someone asking for some dominat Vander content. Sorry this took so long!
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Dom!Vander who loves to have you sit in his lap while you're out drinking with friends. He has a firm, but gentle hold on you, his meaty, muscular arm around your midriff, whispering you to stay quiet. His hand cups your clothed pussy, already hot under his large hand.
Dom!Vander who can fill you to the brim with just one finger. He loves to have you facing him, only he being able to see as your face flushes and twists in pleasure while he moves your panties to the side and goes full finger deep into your clenching heat.
Dom!Vander who makes you edge him behind the bar. Vander has his pants down around his ankles, the bar hiding his naked lower half from view and the music and chatter hiding the sloppy, wet sounds as you suck on his fat cock, squeezing just a few drops of cum from him before stopping, keeping him on edge all night until the crowd starts to thin out as closing time approaches.
Dom!Vander who wants you to finger yourself while waiting for him to close up. Your fingers can't come close to the likes of Vander's cock, or his own fingers for that matter. You know he knows that. You know that he makes you fuck yourself in front of him just so you can whimper in need as his cock gets to it's full length and hardness as he watches you.
Dom!Vander who bounces you up on his cock like a fleshlight while you're wearing only his shirt. He can see your tits bouncing against the material, the outlines of your stiff nipples peaking through. Your body light in his grasp as he moves you like you weight nothing at all. The only pressure from you coming from your slobbering cunt clamping down on his big cock.
Dom!Vander who pushes your head into the pillow and mounts you from behind, growling and snarling like a wild wolf. The bed creaks under his muscular frame hammering into you, your horny juices dripping across the sheets with every thrust of his cock into your hot pussy walls.
Dom!Vander who will finger you under the desk as you talk to the patrons. He explicitly instructed you to act like everything is normal. Luckily you're a good girl for him and only shuffle your hips and clench your thighs for him, your hand wondering to join his between your legs, on your clit, only to be slapped away and for Vander to throw you a soft, knowing look.
Dom!Vander who tells you you're his favorite meal as he eats you out on one of the tables you just finished cleaning. There's a soft jazz playing in the background that accompany your soft moans and the slick, slippery sound of Vander's tongue licking into your. He smiles at you from between your legs, your cum shimmering in his thick beard.
Dom!Vander who presses his hand against your throat as your moans begin to get higher and more frequent. He makes you wheeze as you beg him to finally let you come, you've been a very good girl for him all day, you've been needy and edged and so has he. You beg for him to sink his cock deep and make you overflow and ruin the floor with his big load.
Dom!Vander who fills you to the brim every time you have sex. How he has so much cum for you is a miracle but he claims it's just the effect you have on him. You want lots of cum, he provides lots of cum. The relationship is a mutual give and take after all and he is more than ready and willing to give you want you need.
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rymheg · 5 months
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happy pocky day 💖💚
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parvulous-writings · 6 months
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Surprise // Silco x M!Reader
This is a special little oneshot - for the amazing @rey-is-not-a-skywalker
Summary: Silco has noticed some of your recent behaviours, so gives you a little surprise
Warnings: It's nothing graphic, it's just rather specifically tailored! partially uncharacteristically soft silco - lots of tension with Sevika. Detailed but also... not detailed?
Words: 2.6K
Notes:  Unfortunately something is wrong with my Tumblr right now - it's going through long phases of not letting me save drafts and/or post. I've submitted tickets but the first one said there wasn't anything wrong (from a couple weeks ago) and the most recent one hasn't gotten a response yet. I appreciate all of your patience <3 My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too!
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Silco had always had a bit of a soft spot for you. At first, he tried to hide it, but here were ways in which you could tell; you'd be the only one he'd offer a drink to at a meeting, his eyes would linger on you for a moment too long every so often, and the mere fact that you worked for him were all signs that some way, somehow, you had wormed your way into his seemingly cold, dead heart. The first to notice was of course, his right hand, Sevika. At first she thought it was merely strange, but then she started to get downright suspicious. First the child he had taken under his wing, and now... You. The child, for the most part, stayed out of Sevika's way, even when spending time with Silco. She could deal with that. But you, you were never too far from Silco - you were practically on display. The man made sure that he always had an excuse on hand to keep you close - preferably within his line of sight. You didn't seem to notice the special attention you always got from the man, but Sevika did. To her, it was akin to a giant flashing neon sign above your head. Though part of her was indeed happy that Silco had finally started to feel emotions strongly enough to care for someone again, another part of her was simply boiling at the prospect. Not out of jealousy, but more out of sheer impracticality. This was not the time to fall in love. Not when everything between Zaun and Piltover was at a head - when Silco needed to keep a close eye on his very calculated moves concerning Topside. The last thing he - or anyone else involved - needed, was a distraction.
But to Silco, the kind of distraction you were giving him wasn't the kind that would be the end of his operation - at least in his eyes. To him, you were giving him a break from the rest of the world, some peace that he had needed for what had now become many years. It was a kind of peace that made him feel almost normal, that for those brief moments, he could pretend that perhaps he had a better life; friends, perhaps a small family, a proper home. This little daydream of his never usually lasted for long, but he wished it would at times.
After about three weeks of Silco's unusual behaviour concerning you, Sevika had reached her boiling point. She couldn't deal with this situation without answers anymore. So, storming up the corridor towards Silco's study, she had a purpose. She was going to get to the bottom of this little mystery, she knew that much. Several scenarios were playing through her mind as she reached the door, flinging it open with such strength that it almost put a hole in the wall. Silco immediately looked up, glaring at the intruder. Even after realising that it was only Sevika, his gaze didn't waver. It seemed that the woman had interrupted whatever goings-on had been happening in the room, and Silco was not happy about it. Silco put down the small objects he had been fiddling with, raising his undamaged brow at the woman. "And what is the meaning of this?" He asked, his voice starting to drip with venom. "We need to... discuss something." Sevika replied, choosing her words very carefully. She didn't want to anger Silco, but she knew that she was already on her way to that eventuality. "Do we really? Well, last time I checked, people typically knock at my door before entering." He glanced to the corner of the room mid-sentence. "It's alright, you don't need to be afraid... You just keep playing..." A small smile plays on his lips as he speaks to you, sat in the corner, happily amusing yourself. Silco's gaze span back to Sevika, becoming cold once more. "Sit down." The woman didn't argue, sitting herself in the uncomfortable - albeit allegedly padded - chair on the other side of Silco's desk. "What exactly is this about?" Silco asked, brushing away the pieces of clutter he had been fiddling with a few minutes prior. Sevika stayed quiet for a moment too long, and it wore Silco's patience thin very quickly. "Well?" He snapped impatiently. "We need to talk about... Him." Sevika's gaze briefly flitted to you, and Silco's eyes narrowed. He wasn't liking where this was going. "What about him?" Silco's tone was cold, almost accusatory. It held an unsaid 'choose your next words very carefully'. Though Sevika was undeniably a valuable asset to his operation, he was not opposed to disciplining her if she dared to speak ill of you. Sevika fell silent again at this. How was she going to put this without royally pissing him off? "I just think..." She began, but soon trailed off as she watched Silco's slender hands slowly ball into fists as they rested on his desk. "... That he's distracting you." There was no other way for her to put it, so she decided to try and face the issue head on, no matter how Silco's temper may to it. "Distracting me?" Silco's voice was... Eerily calm. "And how exactly would you say he's distracting me?" Sevika just gestured to his desk with her augmented arm, then to you seated in the corner with her other arm. "He... He does not contribute. All he does is sit and play like a child. He isn't a child! And you just... Let him? You let him sit in on sensitive shit, Silco!" She exclaimed, getting to her feet. "It's not right." "You wish to lecture me on what is right?" Silco responded, voice practically oozing past his lips. He leant back in his chair as he spoke, eyes trained on Sevika across from him. "After all I have given to you? After all we have achieved together?" His hand trails along the surface of his desk as he slowly gets to his feet. "Have you anything else you wish to say about my arrangements here?" He asks, gesturing vaguely to the room encasing you all. At this question, Sevika falls silent. She knows what kind of test this is - a test of loyalty. Whether she is willing enough to withstand Silco's... fancies, or whether she wants to be dealt with. Typically, Sevika was the one to do the 'dealing', so no doubt she would be left to Jinx, to be the young woman's play thing.
Sevika barely even needed to consider this; she's played with Jinx before, and as demure as the teen could seem to most, she was truly unhinged when it mattered. She had bested Sevika, and the older woman was not too keen to let that happen again. Silco began to turn away, his hand resting on the back of his chair, just above his shoulder height. He heaved a sigh, his slender shoulders slowly moving up, then down with the action, as he tried to rid himself of the tension that had now rooted in the muscle. "I… Didn't mean right as in…" Sevika started to try and explain herself, in an effort to keep herself in his good books, but by the grip that he suddenly had on the top of his chair, he wasn't in any sort of mood to listen to her reasonings. His head whipped round partially, his lips parted in a sneer. Sevika slowly nodded at this, finally deciding to react to the silent message she was being given. Perhaps she would try and get him alone - if that were even possible. Without another word, she left the room, closing the door and returning the room to how it had been before her arrival. Silco runs a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself, before rounding his chair to face you, as you happily sat with your little creations, blissfully ignoring the conversation that had gone on beside you, just a few feet away. Silco returned to his seat, bringing the objects he had been occupied with before back to his attention, and right in front of him. Carefully, and with a deft hand, he clipped all the pieces together, making sure they fit perfectly, and could move with relative ease without being too loose. When he was finally satisfied with the state of his creation, he got to his feet once more, slowly and quietly making his way over to you. "My dear..." He began, his tone dipped in a softness that rarely ever showed itself. You glance up briefly, a little surprised that he's approached you - it's the middle of the day, shouldn't he be working? Your brows furrow as you are about to ask this question to him, but he seems to predict your query before the words pass your lips. "I always have time for you." He speaks, handing you the small figure he had been working on nearly all morning.
It's a small, pose-able bat. Your eyes light up - the model itself had many smaller components that must not have been easy to place. "I made sure it was perfect, for you." Silco's voice breaks you from your thoughts again, the man's smile visible to you before your eyes had even turned back to his face again. "Well? Do you like it?" He asks, not quite impatient, but more... Desperate. Eager, perhaps is the best way to describe him - he wants, no, needs to know that it's to your liking. You giggle quietly, nodding at him with a wide smile. "I love it, Silco..." You stretch up for a moment, pressing a gentle kiss to his scarred cheek. You then turn back to your model - a vast array of little buildings, all of which Silco has, over time, watched you build and place according to your whims. You gaze over the miniature skyline briefly, before finding the perfect place to nestle this little creature Silco had gifted you - perched amongst some billboards, hiding in plain sight of the human figurines lining the streets below. "There..." You say, partly to yourself, before turning back to look at Silco, beaming with pride. "He can stay there, and we can both see him..." You chuckle, and Silco slowly lowers himself to sit beside you. "He, hm?" Silco hums, "And that's his name? I never thought of one for him..." He muses, playing along with you. You purse your lips in thought, trying to wrack your brain for a suitable name for your newfound bat figure. You shake your head, your nose scrunches as you fail to bring forth a suitable name for the little bat. "I've got nothing..." You reply softly, almost sounding disappointed. You feel Silco's hand come to rest on your shoulder. "It's alright... I'm sure we'll think of something, hm?" He pauses for a moment, his thumb slowly moving over your shoulder in an attempt to soothe any true disappointment you may have. "Now... How about we come away from this for a little while, and get you something to eat?" You nod slowly in agreement, and the pair of you get to your feet; Silco's hand fumbles for a moment whilst it seeks out yours, before your fingers intertwine with one another's.
Lunch, as always, was served in Silco's office, but the pair of you had moved over to another part of the room, sitting down at a small table and pair of plush chairs, that Silco had actually put in a week or so after your arrival. Before you, Silco had often had lunch alone at his desk, but now he had someone to dine with, who actually seemed to be less afraid of him than anyone else. In truth, there was little reason for you to fear Silco - the temper and fury that he had so often let loose on others without warning and without mercy, had never been directed at you, not even a smidgen of it. You had seen it before, of course, living with him made that more violent side of him hard to avoid, but he would always go and calm himself down before he came back to you, if something had gotten him too riled up. You sat across from one another, happily tucking in to your warm meals. Naturally, it was no Topside meal, but it was some of the best you'd be able to get in the Underground. Silco had made sure that you would always get the finest of what the Lanes had to offer, no matter what it took to get it. Thankfully, being the one to pull the strings in the majority of Zaun now, this was no issue for the man. He had treated you to the finest things he could get his hands on, most of them from the other barons of the Underground, but some things he even managed to import from Topside - not that he ever let you in on his secrets on that side of things. In fact, it was very rare that Silco let you know of, well, anything in terms of business. You had asked him about this once or twice before, and his only response was about 'keeping you safe'. That's all it ever was, no matter what you tried to discuss with him on the side of business. 'I don't want you getting involved, dear.' He'd tell you. 'It's not safe, and I'd rather not even think about risking you in this kind of trade... Please, understand at least this much, if anything..' And after that particular conversation, he'd brush you off or change the subject any time you'd bring it up. In his eyes, he had made his stance on the situation very clear. In it's own, sort of sweet way, you believed that this was the main way Silco showed he cared for you - even if he never really said it out loud, besides perhaps the pet name. Public displays - hell, most outward displays - of affection were not entirely Silco's area... And you've never pushed for that kind of thing, as it seemed to be a somewhat tender subject for him. You never asked why, it was not your business, and you hoped that eventually he may trust you - and himself - enough to tell you. For the time being, though, you were both happy enough keeping your relationship as it was; a vastly unspoken one, where although your care and affection for one another was deep-rooted and painfully obvious even to the pair of you, nothing was ever truly confirmed, nothing was made concrete by your words. You were happy with it for the most part - though a small part of you yearned desperately for the validation of his love - and although you hoped to bring up the unspoken part of your relationship at some point in the future, it was to remain the distant future for the time being. You didn't want to ruin a good thing and push Silco too much for an answer, causing him to just... Cut off everything entirely. You had seen it happen before, though mostly with lesser goons that he took in to do all of his dirty work, and whilst you didn't see yourself on their level, you didn't want to take any risks.
"Did you like your surprise?" Silco's low, velvet voice breaks you from your trance. You look up to him, and nod eagerly. You loved it - a truly wonderful and sweet surprise. "I did... Was there an occasion for it?" You asked, placing your cutlery on your plate as you finished your meal. "Do I need an occasion to get you gifts?" He responds, his eyes now fixed on the remainder of his meal. You pause briefly, before shaking your head in answer to his question. "No, of course not..." You crack a smile at him, which he soon returns when he meets your eye. He lets out a breathy chuckle, clearly pleased with this response of yours. "Good... Because, I can assure you, there will be many more to come..."
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mang0tang00 · 2 years
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Scenario: Viktor accidentally walks in on you having a break down in the middle of the night.
Viktor x Nb!Reader
Word count: 2K
Warnings: Angst, description of anxiety/panic attack, crying, overthinking, mental struggle
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Everything was getting bad again. You thought you had been able to deal with all this pressure but you couldn’t. It was too much. The silence of your bedroom buzzing in your ears as you sat in the bed that was colder than usual. The empty spot of where Viktor was supposed to lay with you. You can't get angry at him, it’s his life’s work and you agreed that you’d be fine with him spending a few nights in the lab. You should’ve been more descriptive. The darkness of the room starts to warp and waver. You hear yourself start to breathe heavier, your eyes move only to realize. You have tears. This had been your breaking point.
You’ve bottled everything up to not worry anyone, to not worry Viktor. You knew how concerned he was when he heard you so easily agree to the few nights in the lab he needed for the breakthrough he had. You kept agreeing and didn’t bother asking if you were still okay. Well you can’t expect him to always ask you, it would be annoying. Just like now. It’s annoying you’re crying over everything, you shouldn’t be crying. There is no reason for you to cry. As you wipe your tears away, it becomes heavier. The tears are streaming down your cheeks, your lips quivering. No, you can’t be crying not now. Just because you agreed to let Viktor spend a few nights in the lab doesn’t give you the right to cry even if it had turned into months of him being absent. Just because your classes are becoming increasingly difficult doesn’t give you the right to cry. Being Heimerdinger's assistant and taking on all his projects and chores doesn’t give you the right to cry. The stress you’re facing is something small and that everyone goes through, people have it worse than you. The people in Zaun are fighting for their lives and you’re here crying over small things that shouldn’t affect you. Viktor was able to do it, why can’t you? Why can’t you handle all the pressure, you have for years so why is it now? You’re full on sobbing now, you can’t see, you can’t breathe a full inhale and your hands are desperately trying to wipe away the tears. Your breaths become shorter and make your teeth tingle. You can't breathe, choking and hiccuping for your sobs to come out full force. The silence was now filled with your cries as the dam had been broken. All the stress and emotions you’ve bottled up are rushing all at once. The tingling spread to your whole body, a headache coming on from the sheer amount of force your sobs are. You’re trying to hold yourself- no conceal yourself from the on looking eyes. But there were none. The eyes that you always feel watching your every emotion and interaction.
“Y/n?”
Your headshot up from the hunched position to look at the end of the bed to see Viktor. He wasn’t supposed to be back tonight or for any night.
“oh shit, hi-hey Vik”
You’re rubbing the tears and snot away as quickly and efficiently as possible.
“Y/n? What’s wrong? What happened? Why are you crying?”
Too many questions for your brain to handle. How did you not hear the door open? How did you not hear anything?
“I’m Fine” , giving a small laugh as you go to cover your face to wipe your eyes and get rid of any evidence of your weakness. Only your response had further worried Viktor, how had he not noticed? He grabs your arm gently to stop you from hiding and he’s now sitting in front of you. Him grabbing your arm startled you. It made you stop wiping your face as you stared at him embarrassed. You try scooting back only to be stopped by the bed frame and Viktor has followed your movements.
“Don’t lie to me”
“I Said im Fine Vik, there’s no need to worry”
There had been a quiver in your voice that Viktor noticed.
“Please talk to me my love”
“You shouldn’t have seen me like this, sorry”
He sees that you won’t make eye contact with him. He looks at you in the eyes directly while yours darts around in the darkness like a feral cat caught in a cage. Why were you so terrified of showing emotions around someone? He gently grabs your chin and guides your face and eyes to him. Your eyes flutter as they stare into his mesmerizing golden hue.
“Please,” he sounded desperate, on the verge of begging,”tell me what’s wrong”
Your eyes darted away again.
“It’s nothing really, just stress and and I honestly don’t even have the right to cry b-because people have it worse than me. Y-you! Have had it worse than me and I shouldn’t even be crying over something so small compared to your problems.”
His eyes softened as he heard your rant. Has no one allowed you to feel your emotions? Even he had those nights where he gave up and let himself digest what he was feeling. You hadn’t been able to. You’ve been holding everything in and pushing forward. You never let yourself have bad days. You feel his presence relent as you let out a small puff of breath. You’d ruined it. You’ve ruined everything because of something small again. You hated your emotions and wished you hadn’t broken. As your thoughts began to brood from your mistake then a soft click was heard. It was the lamp and Viktor had turned it on. A sharp intake of air had you realizing he could now see you now.
You go to try and conceal your face again only for Viktor to weave his hand into both of yours effectively stopping you from doing anything. Your hands were cold… colder than his and you were in the blankets. He got to get a good look at you now. The bags under your eyes had become worse. He noticed when he walked in no dishes were in the sink, no dinner as well. He passed it off as you were cleaning that day and putting the food away for you to eat later but when he checked, nothing was made. He was putting everything together after seeing your shrunken frame as the sobs ripped through your body. You hadn’t eaten, gotten any good sleep, nor had you been hydrating.
“How long?”
“for what?”
“How long have you been struggling, Y/n.”
He saw your eyes turn to fear at the sternness in his voice, the way your eyes told him everything that was happening but he ignored it when it mattered the most. His ignorance was partially to blame for this spiraling out of control. He felt the small tremors as your body was beginning to calm down. You remained silent after his question, terrified of what your response might trigger.
“I’m not struggling,… haven’t been”
You stared him in the eyes this time and the confidence in which you spoke had almost fooled him into thinking you were indeed fine. But the evidence of your sorrows finally rising were evident on your face and in your voice.
“Y/n talk to me”
“About what? That You saw me crying once cause of some stupid reason?” Your Voice becoming hostile.
“What- no no no, I want to know what’s been going on. Your circles are so dark,” his hand unravels from yours as his hand travels up to your cheek and gently rubs his thumb over the area. You unconsciously lean into his touch like a cat by a heater,”when I came in there were no dishes or food in the fridge. You haven’t been eating or taking care of yourself… why?”
“you’ll think it’s dumb”
“the only thing that’s dumb is Jayce and his weird invention ideas”
His small joke had gotten you to laugh softly. You felt so far from him even when you were sitting so close to him. When had the distance gotten this big?
“well I haven’t had time to eat or sleep… I have things to work on like Heimerdinger's project, I need to look over his calculations and his other inventions. Oh wait there’s also assignments due soon in my classes and the projects or I guess essays and-“
Viktor had gently kissed you. He had seen your brain begin to kick back into its routine of working on everything but yourself.
“You’ve been carrying so much by yourself?”
“Well yeah I mean everyone at this academy who has a name plaque has done it all on their own, you’ve done it all on your own”
“I didn’t learn everything on my own Y/n, I had people who helped me and gave me opportunities. Yes I can be stubborn when asking for help but it’s okay to need- no want help.”
“what?” The way your voice sounded so surprised broke him inside a little. You’ve been carrying around all this work/stress and pushed through without a break? He’s trying to think about what could’ve caused this. Then it clicked.
“Did this become worse when you agreed to let me have a few nights in the lab because of my inventions?”
“What- no! Vik, I’d never want you to stop working because of me! Your work is your life and I don’t want you to give that up for me, I don’t want you to lose what you’ve worked so hard for because of me, Vik.”
“Y/n I do love my work but you are also important to me now. My work is something that I would need a break from to clear my brain and help me see it a different way the next day. You’re my number one priority now. You are what’s most important to me and I don’t want to loose you.”
“I thought… I thought it was for a few nights or week tops but then you started saying you’d be back and… you never did. I wanted to tell you about it but I didn’t think it was important because I mean you’re Viktor, a co creator of hex tech. I’m sure there’s things greater and worth more than me. I had feared you weren’t coming back…”
“No , Y/n you are what’s most important to me and always will be. I’d never choose my work over you without telling you or asking you. All the feelings you have are okay to feel.”
“What?”
“all the feelings you have are okay to have.”
He sees you stare blankly as the words process. The tears start streaming down your face.
“Y/n, you’ve been so strong and always will be. Everything that happened tonight won’t affect how I view you as a person because we all have bad days my love and this is your bad day.”
Viktor gently wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a tight secure hug. He felt you become stiff from the contact but eventually loosen up. The shaking in your body had increased as he felt you holding back tears.
“Don’t Hold it in anymore, you’re allowed to feel weak with me. You’re allowed to feel anything with me, my dear.”
Your sobs had returned. Not for the same reason though. Viktor understands you. He listened and talked to you. He made you feel like it was actually going to be okay. You’re now sobbing in his arms and after a few minutes it died down again. He took a few more minutes to let your breathing even out to know you had fully calmed down. He laid there with you in his arms.
“I’m going to make us something to eat.”
“But it’s so late, I can wait till morning.”
“No, come, we will be in the kitchen together.”
As Viktor got up and helped you to the kitchen.
It was then you realized he had felt like home.
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ioniansunsets · 5 months
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pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease i want to braid kayn’a HAAAAIR!!!!!!! I WANT TO USE CUTE HAIR TIES AND SANRIO HAIR CLIPS TO MAKE HIM FEEL SO PRETTY 🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍
✖ Braiding Kayn's Hair ✖
✖ Word Count: 715
✖ Tags: Established R/S, Reader is In the Shadow Order w/ Kayn
✖ A/N: YES I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND YOU. All I dream of is to play with his hair, is it soft? Tangled and coarse? Surprisingly smooth? WHO KNOWS I LOVE IT!
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- The first time you braided his hair it was because it came horrendously undone mid mission and it was a mess. With frustrated grumbles and complaints coming from your partner as he quarrels with Rhaast you were at your limit. You sat him down, ripped some cloth from the corner of your outfit and delicately braided his hair for him. Almost intimate as your fingers run through his hair, bits of dried blood flaking off, the tangled mess somehow calmed in your hands. Working magic you turned his messy long hair into a neat and tight braid. Both him and Rhaast quiet. Kayn only giving you a soft " Thanks..." before continuing on his way. The cocky, prideful man didn't know how to respond to affections or soft moments like that.
- The second time was much different. Coming out of the bath, his hair was wet and tangled. Excitedly he turns to you sitting in your shared room, towel still wrapped around his waist. " Can you braid it again for me!" It seemed like he was thinking about it the whole time he was washing the blood off his skin. Maybe he just realized how nice your hands felt playing with his hair and fought against his pride. Who knows. You accept of course. It was nice. Being innocently close to him this way. The few soft moments in your life in the Order.
- Ever since then, you being the one in charge of braiding his hair was the norm. Every opportunity, every fight that left his hair free, he runs up to you, smiling excitedly, expectantly. A boyish laugh. " Y/N~" He coos, expecting you to come to his aid. To entertain yourself more, you soon started collecting bits and bops to tie into his dark locks. A red ribbon braided in for when you two were out in combat. Small flowers placed in when in the safety of the order. (Kayn was scary honestly so no other member ever dares says anything about it to his face.) Colorful clips and shiny bits in the privacy of your shared room. Braiding his hair became a special shared moment between the two of you. Something you only did for him, and something he only allowed you to do. His hair was also so delightfully thick it was fun to braid, there was so much you could stick in it without it falling out. It amused the both of you.
- Rhaast complains. A lot. Making fun of him. " The only thing in your hair should be blood of innocents Kayn." You shoot the Darkin a dirty look but all Kayn does is laugh taunting the weapon. " Rhaast is just jealous. Should we tie a ribbon around his handle?" The two of your laugh harder as Rhaast grumbles angrily. The two of you did do it by the way, wrapping the scythe in a ribbon as Rhaast screams threatening to take over Kayn right there and then
- Over time you've learn other ways to braid your partner's hair. The simple braid was his default, but in the privacy of your room, sometimes you let yourself get creative. A fishtail braid for when you two sleep together. A lace braid from his blue hair across the back of his head when you feel like seeing him a little pretty. He never protests, sometimes even humming happily as your fingers brush against his scalp. Letting you do what you want with his hair was special privilege reserved for his lover and you enjoyed that precious intimacy. Sometimes you'd even give his forehead a little kiss when you were done. He protests, but honestly, he secretly loves it. How soft you were with him in private like this.
- Zed commented on it once, when he popped by your room to give Kayn a briefing. Kayn's hair was done to the side, a delicate braid with flowers and ribbons. He didn't like being seen like this but it was Zed, hearing his mentor making a passing amused " Well that's different." remark made his face flush. Kayn was embarrassed but at the same time proud that his partner's abilities amused Zed. You had to stifle back your laughter at his reaction and what was effectively your boss giving you a shrug before leaving.
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fellafell-anthony · 9 months
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Tfgraves shenanigans with demons mhm
This is the colored version so yea.
Pansexual card man and Men lover guy with a big gun
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jazzy-a · 3 months
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Okay, I lied, I'm not done with the whole "K'Sante can bench press Sett" thing.
Is it phrased that way because they are using Sett relatively to show just how strong K'Sante is? Like, because we already know Sett is this ripped dude, so it's like the equivalent of saying that he's so strong he could literally do reps with Sett.
Or has he ACTUALLY done this?
And, if it's the latter, I demand the context because there are many ways to play this game. Was this a funny challenge between two gym bros, and Sett fully consented to become a human (half human?) barbell?
Or was this something that K'Sante did out of nowhere, unprompted? Maybe it was even in response to a similar challenge to the above, except Sett got all flustered about it because-- I mean, he's big and he's heavy and no one has probably been able to pick him up off the ground since he was a kid--- so he was rightfully a bit taken aback by the fact his band mate can legit lift him repeatedly over his fricken head.
And we haven't even DISCUSSED the flip side where I need to ask if SETT is able to bench press K'Sante, or if K'Sante is actually stronger than Sett.
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nairdde32 · 4 months
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My GF: "Ok so you know Lightcannon right?"
Me: "Yeah they're great, why?"
My GF: "So one of the big dynamics is Lux going"I can fix her." But what if someone who actually COULD fix her?"
Me: "You make a point, but who would that be?"
My GF: "Janna"
Me:
Me:
Me: "Go on"
Ok but think about it; you're Jinx. Your entire life has been shit. The only two people who truly cared about you left (albeit not by choice, but it's still gonna fuck you up). So what's a gal to do but latch onto the nearest replacement and do a bit of light terrorism and oh welp there goes the replacement. Now you've got nobody. No one. Nadie. Kanénas... and then, THEN, after what feels like an eternity of loneliness (punctuated by the yearly hangout/showdown with your vigilante older sister and her cupcake wife), a literal goddess appears. And she looks at you, sees you for what feels like the first time in your life and says "It's ok, I'm here now, I love you."
I'd be down atrocious from moment one as well
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kagakuoniryu · 2 years
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Hello, I hope you are having a lovely day 🌼
I have a request (headcanons) for Aphelios, Kayn and Sett, as husbands.
Thank you very, very, very much, I like the way you write <3
Synopsis :
League men as husbands
Characters :
Kayn
Sett
Aphelios
Type :
Headcanon
Warning :
None
A/N :
I'm truly sorry for everyone who wants multiple characters for their request when I choose only one to write about, I'm going to play favoritr here, these men have been at some point my league crush (only kayn stayed, he is the best) so I wanted to write about the 3 of them as husband and couldn't choose...
And I often forget it in my A/N but thank you to everyone who complement my writings and who wish me good days etc, it's always pleasing to read <3, as always since I'm catching up with the request, hope it won't prevent you from liking the headcanons!
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Kayn :
I don't know if the order of shadow accept among them people who aren't acolyte but like partner anf s/o of an acolyte
If that's the case then kayn will use this to make you install with him among the order
Or else he'll buy his own house not far from the order where both of you will live together when he isn't in a mission or at the temple
He did a lot of mission by himself so he know the basics of cooking
But he can't clean for the life of him, even rhaast, if you don't clean rhaast yourself rhaast will stay your floor with blood
He can and will pout if you don't want to take a bath with him to relax when he go home
You're one of the few person outside his mission who know when he go, where and when he'll come back
When he is out on a mission he'll send you letter via birds
He don't actively seek a family with children but won't mind having one or two
If you find an orphan needing a shelter Kayn won't think twice before adopting them, at some point he was an orphan too, and without master zed he would probably ended up dead, that's his way to help someone too
If his s/o is fem aligned and get pregnant by accident he'll treat them as porcelain
Again even if the child is an accident he'll welcome them, the same way he can't let an orphan on the street, he won't let his own child become one
Wether or not the potential child is adopted he will love them a lot and train them so they can survive once they're grown up too
Coming back to husband kayn
When he comes home he'll probably going to sleep whenever, the couch? Great! The bed? Awesome! His s/o laps? He is almost running for it!
Outside of the house PDA happens but is limited with hand holding or light kiss on the cheek/forehead ; ionia is a traditional place plus since kayn is part of the shadow order he need to put up a though facade
But once it's just the two of you he is glued to you
Even when the both of you fight, he don't like being mad at you, so when itns time for bed he suggest that at list you hold hands with him, just making sure you're still with him
In the case you live in the order with him he introduce you as his husband/wife to the other acolyte
And you swore on your own life you're never telling kayn this but the way Kayn told Zed the two of you were married looked like a son presenting his partner to his father
The order can be like a family for a lot of people, kayn is one of them, and he is glad you've become a member of his family too
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Aphelios :
I'm sorry for you but this man was already a mess for the proposal AND the wedding
He can't process the fact that you're going to be his
The day of the wedding he didn't take his medicine which made him mute so he could talk to you during the whole day
Even if Alune isn't physically with you you swore she is with both of you to protect the both of you and your marriage
Aphelios and you have your own language based on hand sign to talk to each other daily without your voice
Your home is unsurprisingly very quiet
He is a very domestic man, he cook, he clean when you come back from your day he already have a bath ready for you and join you from time to time
He'll not let his mission against the solari go between the two of you but sometimes he can't help it, coming late, not coming back for a few days or even coming back drenched in blood, he don't do it because he likes it but because that's his duty
However when he can he'll tell you when he comes back and when his departure is
He is so sweet too, always peppering your face with kiss and hugs when you're together
He want a family, if he can even twins, a boy and a girl, but he won't raise them the same way he was becaude in the end, before meeting you, when alune were gone, he felt terribly alone
Fight rarely happen at all, when they are he either try to communicate each other point of you to resolve it before bed, or if it can't be resolved before bed he'll spoon you and gather all his strength in his voice to go through the poison in his system and tell you he is sorry
His voice is barely audible and seems very tired but you heard it crystal clear
Even if he know it probably will never happen his dream life would be you, him, your children, adopted or not, in a little house among a lunari village at Targon
But to make this dream true he'll have to make sure you guys, and all the lunari will remain safe from the solari oppression
And only him is able to do that for now
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Sett :
He may be a pit fighter and somewhat of a brute his mother raised him very well
Cooking, cleaning, she made sure that if anything were to happen to her and she wouldn't be able to take care of sett anymore he would be able to take care of his own house by himself
When he decided he wanted to marry you he organized himself a dinner with you and his mother, at the end of dinner when you were heading back to your house sett asked his mom what she honestly thought of you, because he was thinking of marrying you
The whole relationship depended on that question, for Sett it was inconceivable to marry someone his mother didn't approuve of, but you were lovely and well behaved so she gave both of you her blessing
Next time Sett took you out for dinner he already had a ring with him a whole cake were supposed to be served as dessert with written on it "will you marry me" and that's when he was supposed to make his proposal, which of course you said yes
Now that Sett is going to be married he wanted you guys to have your own house instead of going to his mom's place since he lived with her or going to yours, with his wealth earned from the pit he bought a almost too luxurious house near his mother's home so he could still be close to her
As stated previously he can help a lot with the chores, and he will
You feel a bit tired? He is running a bath and in a hour dinner will be ready, how does that sound?
He make an effort to be sure to at least come home early and treat you to go somewhere once a week, and another time per week he come home early to have dinner with you and his mother
You mother in law is the sweetest woman ever, you have allergies but she want to make that dish with what's your allergic in it? She is either taking it off for the recipe if possible or straight up cook you another meal altogether
She know by heart your favorite food and she'll be damned if when you come back from dinner at her place you don't come back with some
Usually during dinner Sett sit after you because he bring your chair close to the table as a gentleman should, and if he can he hold your hand during the entire meal
Sett also like to shower you with gift, you're his wife, a member of his family, and you know what he does with his family (except for his dad)? He spoil them rotten ; he know you're not with him for money but he love to see you in these ionian silk outfits
Just like Kayn he grew up without a father and that affected him for a good part of his life, so if he saw an orphan and his s/o and him where talking about having children, he probably wouldn't be opposed to shelter them or maybe even adopting them if the cohabitation goes well
And if his s/o is fem aligned and get pregnant by accident he isn't going to run away like his father did, truth be told he lay even look forward to see if his kid is going to have tiny vastayan ears like he did when younger
The last thing I could say because I can go on and on about Sett as a husband is that now you're granted to come and go to the pit as you please, you need a rest during the day and the pit is nearby? Why don't you come to say hi to your lovely husband, he miss you, you know?
A very good and competent husband altogether
~hope you'll like it~
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strawberry1cupcake · 2 years
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KISSES WITH JINX FROM ARCANE
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- she just LOVES to kiss you.
- she just can't stop kissing you.
- she often kisses you on your lips, neck, colarbone or cheek.
- and obviously this girl loves to tease you with kisses.
- if you're taller than her (as I know, she's 1,60 cm) and you want to kiss her she like to look down so you wouldn't see her face (lips). She just hides her face from you to tease you. (If that makes sense)
- if you're shorter and you want to kiss her, she wants you to reach her lips. She will stand and look at you from up with a smirk.
- she likes to secretely kiss you when you sleep. She can just wake up randomly at night and kiss you lips, nose or shoulder, neck.
- she is not really scared of kissing you in public. Whenever someone tries to flirt with you she just comes and kisses you in front of that person.
- she loves to kiss away your tears. Whenver you cry she cups your face and kisses away all the tears and maybe she even kisses you lips so that you would feel better :)
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