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lightning-bringer · 1 year

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Thresh NSFW headcanons

Ive been playing Thresh non-stop, and I'm currently working on a Thresh NSFW request, so it got my head full of thoughts about this little shit that I can't really say to my duo when gaming

Theres lots more I didn't include in here (I spend too long thinking about him) so I'll likely make a part 2 or a NSFW alphabet for him

Warning: lots of BDSM themes such as spanking, sadism, dacryphillia, primal play (Thresh is for the subs and the subs only)

Thresh is a little shit. He's the worst in all the good ways. I feel like I say it a lot but I can't stress this enough...

So he's a tease, the biggest one out there. If he's not in the mood for hardcore stuff (which I'll get in detail later) he'll touch and kiss his partner for literal hours on end without giving them the pleasure they seek

(Or, if he's with someone that can't controle themselves/is easy to make cum, he will make them cum until they're begging him to stop)

Oh also he absolutely will get under his partner's skin just to get them angry/frustrated just because he likes to see them squirm and fuck with lots of pent up stress and anger later

Thresh will also make his partner cry every time. Doesn't matter how, if it's out of frustration or pleasure, to make them cry is his goal as much as it is to cum or anything like it

He's a HUGE sadist and has a huge dacryphillia kink... so his partner's tears get him going like nothing else, specially if they're out of pain caused by him

He loves to use a crop on his partner, and he'll be there fully clothed and smirking delighted, dick throabing every time he hears a loud sob coming out of his partner's mouth

If you play him in the game just imagine him saying "screaming won't do you any good, but it's music to my ears"

(He fucks in his Unbound/human form most part of the time but if he's angry/particularly mean, he'll turn into he's base form to be extra scary)

Thresh has a big dick!!! And he knows!!! (It's not a monster cock or something but like, it's a struggle)

He really likes if his partner seems to struggle to take him, and it'll be the only moment in which he'll be "kind"/patient, while he coos at them and says "what is it little lamb? Does it hurt? Does it stretch you too good?" as he stays still for them to adjust, but only because he loves to see them gasp and writhe as he doesn't even move

But he won't wait long and soon will be fucking violently, snarling and shit

I don't think it can be called primal play, because he doesn't like it in the animalistic way, but Thresh really likes to "hunt down" his partner as a scene/play. He won't run, won't growl, he'll be there smiling as his partner is hidden and he slowly looks for them with the promise of punishment and pleasure

(and if you want you can imagine him saying his famous and fairly INSANELY SEXY lines such as "nobody escapes", "come out and play")

Thresh is not into degradation but he likes to be condescending... likes to point out if he's partner is struggling and/or when they're in pain he asks them rethorical questions just to humiliate them

His nicknames in and out of bed are a little eccentrical and always associate his partner with delicate things, such as "little lamb" (his favorite) "doll" (his second favorite) "sweetheart" "wild flower" (very affectionate, comes with a "my" in front of it and usually reserved for the foreplay when he's taking his time teasing his partner)

#lol #league of legends #league of legends writing #league of legends request #lol writing #league of legends headcanons #thresh #thresh writing #thresh x reader #thresh headcanons #thresh x y/n

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2fortred · 1 year

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Baking at Dawn

Characters: Atreus (Pantheon) Fandom: League of Legends, Legends of Runeterra Warnings: None

Atreus squints at Iula’s country bread recipe with great apprehension, hands bracing against the granite countertop in front of him.

Whiteflame circles aimlessly around his legs in a figure eight, quietly nudging him for a pat or two. Atreus indulges his furred friend and runs a hand down her head, between her ears, finding great comfort in the softness of her dark fur. His attention remains on the recipe, which sits innocently on a piece of the squared graph paper that Iula was so fond of, with cutesy doodles drawn on the borders courtesy of little Tomis.

Her handwriting is intimidating in a way it had no right to be as a simple scrawling of pencil across the paper; perfectly legible, with precise instructions and highlighted recommendations, as well as a note telling him not to try and do anything crazy for his first time baking a loaf of bread. Like he wouldn’t treat this task with all the dedication it deserved, as he did with everything in his daily life. He’d already spread out the supplies he needed on his countertops, bought fresh yeast just yesterday, and retrieved Pylas’s massive, ancient baking bowl from its place in the lowest cabinet within his kitchen.

Perhaps he is taking this too seriously. Regardless, he takes a breath and begins.

First comes the warm water, which has him taking a half-step over to his sink. He can hear Iula scolding him for the small size of his kitchen in the back of his mind, expressing her disdain for his lack of counter space. She had massive counters and an island, a prerequisite for any house she had wanted to buy all those years ago. Pylas hadn't understood it much- honestly, neither had Atreus- claiming that anyone could make anything in a little kitchenette if they were determined enough.

Atreus recalls the earful his friend received from his wife that day with a warm fondness. Pylas had taken it in good nature, as always, and he'd picked the house with the most significant amount of counter space out of all their options, just for her.

He turns back around and adds the yeast and sugar, carefully measuring out the ingredients with deadly precision. He'd brought up "measuring with the heart" to Iula, who firmly told him that as a beginner baker, he didn't have a baking heart to measure with. Which was an entirely fair statement, though it'd left him a bit miffed. Still, the specific instructions would be better this time around.

He stirs the mixture with a fork, glancing away for just a moment to track Whiteflame's trail from the kitchen to the dining room table. To his great amusement, she settles between the chairs underneath, content in the bars of sunlight shining through the nearby window, casting a brown undertone on her normally-black fur. Colossus joins her a moment later and flops his great slobbering head across her back, but she doesn't so much as twitch at the weight, perfectly used to his antics.

Once the yeast has dissolved, he carefully sets the bowl aside, running his fingers along the faded, painted depictions of mountains and wheat fields that decorate the sides of Pylas's bowl. He'd loved this damn thing, despite Iula being the dedicated baker by trade out of the two of them. Supposedly, it was well over a century old, and with the reverence his dear friend had handled the bowl with, he fully believed it.

As he stares into the concoction of yeasty sugar water, Yuumi- the curious young cat he'd been watching over for a few years now on behalf of his elderly neighbor Norra, who had needed to move into a nursing home some time back- decides now is the best time to hop up onto the counter. Atreus eyes her warily with a knowing smile and gently nudges her away from the bowl, to her feline confusion. He sets a timer on his phone for ten minutes and scoops her up, clucking his tongue at her.

Yuumi simply meows in response, as she does, and wiggles her way out of his arms to drop to the floor. She brushes her little body against his ankle, then makes her way to the living room coffee table to take her place on the thickset book she had claimed as her preferred basking spot when he first took her in. She seemed to enjoy sitting and loafing on it more than the cat tower by one of the windows, so he never put it back on its shelf.

Atreus plops down on the sofa with little grace, sprawling his arms across the tops of the cushions as he lets his head fall backward. Ever the lazy investigators, Whiteflame and Colossus meander over and join him, taking their respective spots on either side of him against the armrests. Whiteflame curls into a large tricolored donut while Colossus lays his head on the entirety of Atreus's thigh, looking up at him with big brown eyes.

Is it strange, that a dog reminds him of a friend that is no longer here? Both are massive fools with big brown eyes, as friendly and enduring as anything. Comforting, in moments of rest. He sighs and pats the beast atop his head, smiling fondly at the black spots on his muzzle.

Before he knows it, Atreus dozes off for a brief few minutes. He's startled by the digital tones singing cheerily from his phone on the counter, signaling that the yeast should be done "activating", whatever that meant in the world of bread. One day Iula's ramblings of recipes would get through his skull. One day.

He gathered half of his prepared flour and a spoon and got to work on mixing. Yuumi had decided to vacate her book to once again hop up onto the counter to watch him slowly stir the mixture, tracking the spoon with dilated pupils. Atreus believed she was a smart cat behind all of her fumbles, but he wouldn't put it past her to jump into a big bowl of yeast water whilst trying to get at a kitchen spoon. So, he kept half an eye on her as he added the olive oil and salt. Iula hadn't written down how long it would take for the flour to absorb everything, but he couldn't imagine it taking too long if he kept stirring.

Atreus had watched Iula make plenty of different types of bread over the years, as it was one of her favorite things to bake. She always seemed to have a determined grace about her when she worked with practiced hands and eyes, a state Pylas nor Atreus could truly match when cooking themselves. Pylas had often found bread recipes to try, both in books and on the web, and Iula had always taken up the challenge, sometimes making many loaves at once. He can't think of a time when she ever messed up a recipe, at least in front of him.

He blinks, staring at the now-sticky-looking dough. Tentatively, he gently places his palm against it, and his brow furrows at the sensation. Sticky indeed. As per his friend's instructions, he removes the dough and places it on the board atop his counter, still grimacing a little at the texture. Mind-Iula tells him to suck it up, so he does.

He kneads the dough with unsure hands, idly wondering if there was any true technique to it. He kneads and kneads some more until the dough becomes vaguely stretchy, at a point where he can forge it into a sad-looking ball. With hopes and dreams, he can see the resemblance between his little dough creation and Iula's loaves. He squints at it and prods at the sides, unsatisfied with the semi-spherical shape.

Atreus sighs. Good enough, he supposes. It could definitely be worse. He shifts aside to oil another bowl- this one a handmade birthday gift from Iula herself, one of her first forays into making things with ceramic- and gently places the dough inside it without morphing it too much. Covered in cling wrap, it doesn't look particularly impressive. Yuumi trills her agreement, sniffing at the edges of the clear plastic with her little cat nose.

He wipes his hands on a towel and retrieves his phone, deciding to snap a picture of the dough. Despite its appearance, he thinks Iula is going to be proud of his attempt if nothing else. He almost sends it to her and her alone, but then he reconsiders and decides to send it to their veteran group chat. He says nothing, sending the photo on its own, but he still receives some delightful encouragement from Eshiyme, a wild string of near-indecipherable emojis from Tor, and a stiff 'nice.' from Rahvun. Iula simply reacts to the image with a thumbs up, which he figures is all he's going to get until he sends an update that evening.

With one last look at the bowl, he smiles, and heads to his room to get ready for the day proper, his furred friends following at his heels.

#league of legends #lol #legends of runeterra #lor #lol pantheon #lol atreus #lol writing #league of legends writing #lolfic #league of legends fanfic #my fics #starshaping fics #formerly under “orangeslushie” on Ao3

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poroimagines · 2 years

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Henlo can i get some platonic Poppy Headcanons?

Hewoo, sure thing sweetie! I actually love yordles so much, Poppy is definitely my fav. I just play with her on ARAM but I still love her, ok? 💌

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Summary: A platonic relationship with Poppy. (Gender neutral Reader)

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Poppy, Keeper of the Hammer

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You could say that the way you two met was a little… unusual, very unusual. The moment she saw you it was like she was looking at the hero she's been looking for all this time. She believed you were the one to carry Orlon's hammer.

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She tried to get close to you, always praising you, saying about how brave and kind you were, often making you afraid that she might have accidentally become your biggest fan.

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Poppy told you about her story and her journey to find the hero, and spoke her theory that you were the chosen one she tried to look for. You just smiled at your little friend, and said she didn't see the most obvious... SHE was the true heroine of the hammer. She laughed, said your humor was the funniest she'd ever seen, she really thought you were joking.

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She never saw what you said about herself, but she appreciated how much you believed in her. Since then... a friendship between a yordle and a human has never been stronger than Poppy and you have.

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metalichotchoco · 2 years

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When designing veigar I kinda make him a slight anti mordekiaser.

Veigar is still alive and immortal though it should be clear that he has gone through hell and back though his appearance whereas mordekaiser is very clearly a ghost haunting armor with death motifs everywhere, despite being a ghost the metal shell hides any vulnerability.

Oh also I like the horns on mordekaiser’s helmet to be veigar’s former ears.

Veigar is everything mordekaiser abandoned for a fantasy which is also perfect since veigar is literally a yordle, a creature literally made of magic and some people don’t even think exist. Veigar is soft, veigar is warm, he is compassion very badly veiled so that he can’t be exploited again. He is wild emotions, very human in spirit, he changes from glee to anger to sadness quick but it’s all wonderful. It’s what living life is about.

I wouldn’t be surprised that the reason Leblanc let veigar go while keeping all other demons/ spirits morde captured because veigar’s sense of humanity was so great. That they had become genuine friends even though Leblanc is the worst.

The metal on veigar is a surface level attempt to hide and protect the squishy softness of his divine little self. Also despite sharing an aesthetic colorway with vex, veigar is kind of the yordle that most wishes to live life. The gaps of metal on mordekaiser shows glimpses of a past man, something long dead still burning hotter than the sun.

Clothes kind of wear veigar whereas mordekaiser puppets his own, veigar does this both to hide but also to appreciate himself, his fashion is something he’s proud of, it’s not merely a persona but also a celebration of himself. Though he does think that a bigger hat will make him scarier. Mordekaiser puppets an imitation of his own armor he once used in life, the regalia he does have is ripped and torn, on the back his identity he used to have doesn’t mean much to him anymore

#league of legends yordle #yordle #league of legends veigar #veigar #league veigar #veigar lol #league of legends mordekaiser #league mordekaiser #league of legends #mordekaiser lol #mordekaiser #league writing #league of legends writing #league of legends thoughts #lol writing #veigar design details #mordekaiser design details

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coffeeshib · 1 year

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(sleeps in the same house, same bed, make out everyday) what are we 🤨

#arcane #caitvi #league of legends #vi #caitlyn kiramman #piltover's finest #wlw #my art #sooooooso easy to find my voice in writing but when it comes to art........... what's a style raghhhhg #anyways vi with a bun yeahyeah <3

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beebotea · 5 months

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☁️ ˖⁺ thinking of collegeboy!kayn

pairing: heartsteel!kayn x gn!reader genre: fluff, crack cw: probably ooc ngl, hearsteel is a rising boy band, kayn is annoying asf, slight jealousy, idk classmates to crush ig, reader is an ezreal stan i.e.: collegeboy!kayn headcannons

collegeboy!kayn who’s part of the rising boyband heartsteel

collegeboy!kayn who stands as one of their lead rappers and opens for their first single

collegeboy!kayn who has amassed a significant following outside of school for his looks and stage persona

collegeboy!kayn who has this arrogant, bad-boy-esque aura to him when he walks around the halls

collegeboy!kayn who you had the unfortunate luck to sit beside on your first day of class because he was in your program

collegeboy!kayn who often misses classes during band promotions

collegeboy!kayn who starts to fail his classes because of his horrible attendance and lack of study skills

collegeboy!kayn who you’ve been tasked by one of the department heads to tutor

collegeboy!kayn who was told to play nice during tutoring sessions or he’d be kicked from band activities if he failed a single class at the end of the semester

collegeboy!kayn who gets kicked out of all the public spaces you guys try to study at because he always makes too big of a scene at any minor inconvenience

collegeboy!kayn who brings you back to the dorms because you’re too embarrassed to step foot in public within a 10-meter radius of him, but he still needs you to help him pass his classes

collegeboy!kayn who gets annoyed when you start to fawn over ezreal when he greets you from the living room

collegeboy!kayn who drags you away by the wrist to cut your conversation off short, grumbling about not knowing what you see in the guy and how you’re sooo shallow for liking the pretty boy under his breath

collegeboy!kayn who yells at his mom yone for barging in during your study sesh and bringing in a plate of perfectly cut fruits

collegeboy!kayn who threatened to “beat the living shit” out of ez if he didnt stop flirting with you while he was trying to figure out maslow’s hierarchy

collegeboy!kayn who decides to lock the door after having k'sante peek his head in to “check on how you're both doing”

collegeboy!kayn who started to look forward to walking with you back to his dorm after class and spending time with you once a week

collegeboy!kayn who begins to do better in class with your consistent help every weekend

collegeboy!kayn who impulsively called you, excited that he got a b+ on one of his final exams

collegeboy!kayn who turns red in embarrassment when you tease him over the phone about never calling you prior (he always insisted he was a text-only type of guy)

collegeboy!kayn who couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed when you laughed, saying that he wouldn’t need you to tutor him anymore

collegeboy!kayn who, without thinking, said, “no! im still stupid, you have to keep tutoring me!”

collegeboy!kayn who mentally facepalms when you laugh at him again for being such a loser about it but quickly gets over it when you agree to keep helping him

collegeboy!kayn who finds himself thanking someone for the first time with a slight smile on his face before you disconnect the call

collegeboy!kayn who throws the nearest pointed object at sett and tells him to "fuck off" when he gets teased for looking so lovesick over a phone call of all things

collegeboy!kayn who slams the door of his bedroom shut and comically lets himself fall face-first into his pillow because he’s realized he has absolutely developed a crush on you at this point

collegeboy!kayn who thinks to himself with a smirk and decides it shouldn’t be too hard to win you over with his undeniable charm and good looks… right?

a/n: should i release a one-shot or multi-part ver of this? i got MORE!!! also are league fics a thing? idt ive ever seen them but oh well heartsteel kayn is just too UGHSAHJGSHJG

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

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milksuu · 6 months

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𓆩🖤𓆪 Screw Your Bike! 𓆩🖤𓆪

❥ prompt: You hated to admit it but, you were jealous of a damn motorcycle. How was it possible to feel second place to a vrooming object with two-wheels? What did it have that you didn't? A leather seat and a holo-graphic chrome wrap, really? Well, if Kayn wanted to take a ride, he'd have to go through you. Literally and figuratively. ❥ content/warnings: nsfw 18+, dom!kayn, dirty talk, bratty behavior, profanity ❥ characters/pairings: Heartsteel!kayn x f!reader

You were going to be in so much trouble. Good. That's where you wanted to be. After being blown off recently, you weren't trying to be nice. If Kayn wanted to keep having fun with his new toy, then he'd have to go through you.

"Where the hell are my keys?" He growled out loud. Frustration igniting that irresistible scowl across his features. "I swear, if Ezreal thought It'd be funny to hide them, then it's going to be funnier when I murder him."

Oh. Poor Ezreal. You hated if he ever took the blame for your misdeed. But your secret wouldn't be kept for long. It was only a matter of time before you were found it. Which, you wanted to be. Very badly.

Kayn asked for your help in looking for the missing keys. You played your part well; sifting through cluttered drawers and couch cushions. After searching the house, it was time to search around the garage.

"Probably left it in the ignition or something," Kayn mumbled to himself, scanning the body of his motorcycle.

You stood a few feet away. Smiling. Watching him wrack his brain about where exactly were those damned keys. It was time to be found out. You bounced on your toes. Jingle Jingle.

That definitely caught someone's attention. Kayn looked up, narrowing his green eye against you. "Did you just...jingle?"

"I don't know. Did I?" You posed with fake innocence. You bounced again. Jingle Jingle. "Mm, maybe I did. I can't really tell. Would you mind finding out for me?”

Kayn’s look spat fire, but his smirk crossed with intrigue. He sauntered over with a sway, and sucked against his teeth. “Clever hiding spot. But kinda uninspiring, don’t you think?”

You merely shrugged. Allowing him to bask in whatever verbal triumph he wanted to display. You had to keep your cool. Especially when he plunged a hand between your cleavage. You held in a shudder. The rough of his knuckles brushed against your nipples during his careless search.

That all-too confident smirk faltered at the ends. But where his ended, your grin began. Nothing was there.

"You were right. That spot was uninspiring." You shook your lower half. Jingle Jingle. "Wonder where else they could be."

Kayn's jaw tightened. You saw the clench of teeth. He didn't liked to be fooled with. The fire that blazed just behind his eyes told you the punishment he wanted to reign. All according to plan.

"You're a damned brat." He said with a bite, tempting to snake a hand up your black mini-skirt.

He almost barked when you gripped his wrist, pinning his hand against your inner thigh. You narrowed your mascaraed lashes against him. "And you're an ass-head. Think I'd be happy with you blowing me off over your supped-up tricycle?"

Kayn glanced from his motorcycle back to you. So, this is what this was all about. You wanted to pick a fight with him over his new toy. Fine, have it your way—but it wasn't going to be the verbal kind. Words were all pointless, meaningless, a waste of time. Fucking things out always worked better.

Kayn slammed his mouth down on yours. You yelped, gripping his wrist tighter. You wouldn't relent, not so easily. When he sucked and nipped at your lower lip, you wrapped your free hand around his neck, grasping for some semblance of control.

Kayn groaned from the slight pressure and claimed your mouth fully. He returned that pressure by gripping tighter against your thigh fat. You were going to let his hand go. Unless you wanted bruises. He wasn't afraid to leave a mark or two on your body. Actually, he preferred it. A reminder of him anytime you undressed.

You whined a moan. The digging of his fingers sending shocks between your legs. You gasped for air, your strength siphoned.

Kayn breathed a shit-winning smirk into your ear. You bit your bottom lip. He thrusted his fingers inside your panty line. Sliding the keys out, the metal jostled and glided against your folds. Wet slicked and coated.

"You're going to pay for almost tarnishing the metal. I don't think you know exactly how much I'd have to cough up to replace them. Nothing you could afford with cash, anyway." Kayn's features darkened, licking the keys clean of your taste.

Oh God. He was such a dick. This is exactly what you wanted. "You're such an ass—"

You cried out when frim hands smacked against your back side, gripping the now tender flesh. Yanking you off your feet, Kayn practically tossed you onto his motorcycle. With your back pressed against the control panel, Kayn settled between your straddled legs. He was going to fuck on you his motorcycle to make a point? Before you could protest, Kayn possessed your lips with a snarl and bite. Goose-bumps rose when you heard the undoing of his jean button and the down slide of his zipper.

"I hope I ruin the leather on this stupid thing," you said, gripping his hot dick in your hand.

Kayn growled and shoved your mini-skirt up to your stomach, snapping your panties to the side. "Ruin it and you're going to be licking your mess off the seat, while I fuck you from behind."

Shit. That sounded so hot. "Screw your fucking bike," you said with a shudder. His fingers swiped against your pussy. Completely drenched for him.

"Don't tempt me with the idea." Kayn took himself from you in his hand, circling your clit with the head of his cock. Slicking it up and down. You writhed, legs shaking against his sides.

Kayn shifted his hips. With his glazed tip, he dragged the length of his cock through your entrance. Your throbbing folds parted, spreading around his shaft. Pushing up to your cervix, he dragged up and back, coating himself with your fluids.

Your hands snatched his shoulders, finding your nails leaving desperate trails for him to take you, over and over and over again. Pleading for him to never stop.

Kayn bent forward, gripping the motorcyle handles. He dipped his head, pressing his teeth against the helix of your ear. "Think you're more exciting than my bike? Then you better purr louder." Bastard!

Kayn slammed inside of you, delivering all of his frustration, hunger and revenge. Taking you like the demon that he inevitably was. You cried out, tightening your legs around him, holding him closer. As if he was your savior and not your actual reaper.

Fuck. You were so hot, tight, and wet. Your walls pulsed and squeezed, making him swell and throb. Kayn gritted his teeth. He almost let himself reach his threshold before you—he was never going to let you fucking win.

Kayn lapped a long tongue across your neck, before diving and sinking a pair of canines into your skin. An apparent mark of his victory. You whole body jolted with pleasure. Your pussy clamped down so hard around his shaft, for a moment, Kayn's vision went black.

You screamed his name. Bucked against him. Coming all around him. Kayn went with you, catching his vulgar groans in his throat as he filled up your insides.

You got exactly what you wanted. Kayne think's he's won, and that's fine. But you were the real winner. He rode you before the damn bike. You smiled to yourself. All according to plan.

#heartsteel #heartsteel x reader #kayn x reader #reader insert #sheida kayn #league of legends #LoL #this is like only my second time writing smut #sorry if its not the best #need to practice so that's what im gonna do haha #ever since i saw the motocycle sex had to happen on it #pls dont judge my fatherless behavior

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ioniansunsets · 6 months

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I JUST FOUND YOUR BLOG AND OMG

hey imma need that confession Heartsteel Kayn moment yannoooo… fr all I’ve been thinking about 😳😳😳

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn Confessing ✖

✖ Word Count: 1.2k

✖ Tags: Awkward Confessions

✖ A/N: Reader here is just someone who works at his studio! He met you as Heartsteel slowly begun to start out and get ready for debut. Also writing this with that one ask about him writing a song about this exact moment in mind. Heehee!

I was reading some fanfics on my side and got filled with so much adrenaline and emotions I spat this out. I got very very very carried away writing this. I hope its not too OOC. Thank you for asking for this, I couldn't stop thinking about writing it.

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It sucked. It fucking sucked. The way his heart raced when you were near.

The loud thumping against his chest. He hated it.

He hated how vulnerably and un-badass it made him feel. How the high he got from you rivaled that of the stage.

How your voice played over and over in his mind more than any melody he knew. How your laughter made his knees weak. It made Him. Weak!

He hated. He loathed. He grunts in frustration as he rocks out hard on his guitar. Fingers picking at the strings, a sick solo riff but it was for no one but himself.

Oh, how he did arguably stupider things than usual when he saw you watching. Showing off to you he jumped off a stage once. Which is not too far off from usual but it was to no audience! It was during a practice run! He did it just to flex to you that he was cool! Fucking embarrassing to remember but he did! All because you were standing nearby! How could you do such a thing to him!

The absolute frustration he was filled with. Not pent up rage, not a craving for violence and destruction, but affection? Undeniable. Overflowing. Drowning and choking him. Affection!

He finally threw his guitar on the ground. Breathing heavy. Hands running through his hair to push away the hair that has fell to his face in his little jam session. Hands wiping away the sweat. No matter how long he played, how fast his fingers pressed the strings, how frantically he strummed away. How he still played, chipping his painted nails when he slips up and drops his pick. The loud music of his electric guitar couldn't drown out the high BPM beat of his heart going off in his ears. The mental image of you smiling and waving at him every time he shows up. The tingle in his fingertips imagining himself holding you.

Swallowing hard, he storms out of the studio. He was at his fucking limit and refused to deal with this flip flop of emotions any longer. A cold shower. He calms down. Tomorrow. At the studio when he goes in to record. He'll find you then. He'll go early before the rest of the band gets there. He'll get this done and over with. Enough hours were spent being a mess about you. He was going to get this done! Tossing and turning in bed for hours he finally falls asleep. Tomorrow, he'll confess.

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The next day came soon enough. Making sure he looked good, makeup on, hair styled nicely, a sexy ass outfit with his deliciously sculpted abs out. Not the usual for when he goes to the studio but if he was going to be confessing? Perfect. Yes he was perfect in his own eyes but still, his heart raced. Small whispers of Rhaast in his mind, telling him they might reject him, that he was someone that needed nobody, he shouldn't go up to them and say anything, the frustration was so good for his music! But still, he walked on. Boots hitting the floor at the same pace of his rapidly beating heart as he walks up to you. You heard him before you saw him, the thump of his boots echoing closer and closer.

" Hey!"

He cringes internally, the hell was that greeting. Hey? Just hey?! He smiles. Cocky as usual. Face never betraying his emotions, yeah he was cool like that. The shaking of his hands held back as he puts them in his pockets. Its alright, he looked cool. Just like that, hands in his pockets fiddling with his phone as he leans against the wall to talk to you.

" Can I talk to you a bit before I go and record stuff?"

Oh gods you smiled and nodded. His heart fluttered. His expression, involuntary, visibly lighting up. The way your smile just made him smile so bright back. He takes a deep breath.

" I uh...I love you."

He spat it out. It wasn't cool. It wasn't sexy. It was a choked out confession. Heart racing, palms now sweaty in his pockets, still shaking. Hells, shaking More now. His breath heavy as he tries to keep the anxiety at bay. A feeling of stage fright he never felt before. Suddenly hitting him. You look at him, face slowly getting more flushed as you process the sudden confession.

" I hate it but I've fallen head over heels for you. I'm a fucking wreck. You ruin me."

Kayn runs his hands through his hair, a habit to calm himself down. His eyes closed as he takes a deep breath before continuing.

" You genuinely make my time here at the studio fun, your presence is chaotic and calming at the same time. I want to be with you. I want us to be a thing. You already know me, you've seen the me on stage during practice, off stage when I record lines, you've seen Rhaast go all out and you still choose to be around me. I want you more than anything I've ever wanted."

He looks at you now, a calm stare. Lips pursed in a tight line. Swallowing hard. His nerves somehow finding solace in letting out all his feelings that were pent up over the month or two since you got to know each other. You laugh, gods your laugh. He's giddy. You tell him you love him too. He smiles.

A pause as he suddenly stands up straight. You tell him you love him too?

" Wait haha what? Really?"

He was amazing of course you'd say yes but still, there was that tiny part of him that was worried. You liked him back? You Love him? The amazing you! The you that shone like a sun in his frustrating days of endless work as a rockstar. You! He was fucking Elated. Arms immediately around you, a tight hug as he lets out a sigh. Breath he didn't even realize he was holding until now. His arms still shaking a little as he held you.

" Can I kiss you. Right now? I-"

Kayn doesn't even finish his sentence, the moment you nod his lips are on yours, passionate. Hands threading through your hair as he holds your head gently. Holding you against him. His free hand around your waist, supporting you as much as he was supporting himself from falling apart at your touch. How he loved you, the smell of your hair so close to him now, the taste of your lips on his, the feeling of your soft delectable lips on his. How warm you were in his hands, how faint your breath on his face. He was in love. He was in Love.

As he pulls apart. He takes another deep breath. The way you left him literally breathless. Fuck. This was an excitement he never felt before. Never has a kiss left him feeling so...good? Never has a hug left him literally shaking with excitement. You were special and now you were his.

" You're so fucking perfect you know that?"

He laughs shakily. A hand rising, trembling as he lightly touches his lips. Still in disbelief. He loves you. Undeniably. Overwhelmingly. The storm of emotions he held for the past, who knows how long, now a summer breeze filling his chest with a warmth he doesn't remember ever feeling. He loves you.

#Also from personal experience as I too jumped off a stage once to an empty audience for a flex.#I sprained my ankle after but it was cool. Kayn would do that I can see it happening.#Anon Answer #My heart was racing as i wrote this #i was shaking too #so i made kayn shake too #heehee #SO MANY EMOTIOSN #I LOVE LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#Kayn x Reader #Heartsteel!Kayn #Shieda Kayn #I really outdid myself writing this #this is my new favorite answer #Kayn LoL #Kayn League #KaynLeague #Kayn League of Legends #SCENARIOS #Shieda Kayn x Reader #im ruined i love this so much and i fucking wrote it lmao #League of Legends Scenarios #league of legends imagines #oh i love him i love him #to hold him close and tell him he is worthy of love that is hard and fast that leaves him breathless and wanting #to give kayn a love like no other that is you reader. thank you for loving him.#Yuno's Favourite Answer #oops proofred to make it gn

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sherlockruiningmylife · 10 months

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It’s a long shot I know. Looking for someone from Germany (a city in the west, not too far from France where I am) whose name starts with V (I remember her name but I don’t want to expose it in case it’s not something shared here) who is in the Arcane fandom. I also remember they spoke English, German, and French.

Not certain that she is on Tumblr but it seemed like the best shot. I matched with you on Tinder not too long ago and we had a fun conversation going about fandoms and books that we enjoy but then for some reason my Tinder decided to just go kaput this last weekend. It signed me out and I did my best to sign back in but it said there was no account attached to my email. No idea why. So I lost my conversation with you. Last I remember we were talking about books that we were reading or want to read. And my final message was about reading the song of Achilles in French. But we also talked about lots of other books like good omens, house on the cerulean sea, cemetery boys, and wilder girls to name a few. We had also talked about our gateway fandoms, mine being doctor who, I think yours was harry potter (I’ve got an awful memory so I am not confident on that).

I’d really like to find you again because I enjoyed our conversation. So if you are out there in the world of tumblr, send me a message :) I doubt that if I reset my Tinder that I’d be able to find you again unfortunately because I think we matched while I was either in Strasbourg or Mannheim which I don’t think I’ll be in either again soon. But I’ll be around to talk if you’d like.

-M

#arcane #arcane netflix #arcane league of legends #help #please help me find her #even thought it'll be embarrassing because I certainly never said that I write fanfics #haha #oops #I did enjoy our conversation though #and as a fellow demi/maybe ace person I got bored of most of my Tinder convos #but liked talking about our common interests #and hearing about your fandoms

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jnkangels · 3 months

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If you're men or minor, do not interact with this content! I don't responsible for your media consumption.

English is not my first language, there maybe mistakes ( u can correct me, without being rude).

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I'm just thinking about how Sevika would want to fuck you all fucking night.

You were still lying on the bed, sweat dripping down your cheeks as you tried to regulate your breathing. The girl who left you like that licked her three fingers; savoring your essence.

"Honey, seeing you like this makes me want to fuck you again." She crawled towards you, brushing your hair out of your face so she could admire you as she caressed your cheeks.

"You're a complete mess, babe." Her thumb traveled to your bare nipple, beginning to massage it, a moan leaving your lips. You sat astride her, seeking to feel more of her soft touch, wet and desire-filled kisses spread all over your neck and down to your torso.

Sevika took the time to admire each place where she dispersed her kisses and light touches, her tongue began to trail along your abdomen until it reached your tits; She licked the areola and with one of her hands she took one of your breasts and took it to her mouth; nibbling and sucking your nipples.

Uncontrolled moans left your lips, your lover's other hand was pinching your other nipple. Their intimacies colliding shook each other making the heated experience even more stimulating.

"Do you want me to fuck you now, babe?" Sevika removed your breast from her mouth, roughly throwing you onto the bed again; Your head hit the mattress, she looked at you waiting for some kind of response.

You nodded at the question, longing to feel her touch again. She wasted no time and flipped you over leaving you face down, she lifted your ass leaving it exposed for her, she ran her fingers along the line of your pussy.

From one moment to the next she sticks her fingers into your pussy, drawing a surprised moan from you; Their movement was aggressive and fast.

Her fingers kept piercing your pussy, going in and out roughly. Your eyes began to glaze over at the excitement you were experiencing.

“You sound so good, babe.” Sevika made a rough movement, grabbing your hair. "Am I being good to you? Do you like the way I'm fucking your pussy? I want you to cum for me, babe."

Ragged breaths and moans escape your velvety lips, as Sevika pounded even harder into your pussy. You could feel how close the orgasm was, you contracted your clit trying to retain the emotion of the moment; the effort was in vain. A loud moan escaped your lips as you felt all the current discharge from your body, Sevika's fingers left the inside of your throbbing and aching pussy.

"Aww, are you tired already, honey?" Sevika said with a mocking tone of voice as she looked proudly at the mess she had made.

"We still have a long night, babe."

like and reblog! ♡

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lightning-bringer · 2 years

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How about Sett with a reader who always finds creative ways for him to lean down so they can kiss him (if you want it to take a nsfw turn feel free to do so~~) ❤️❤️

Oh this is so adorable!! thank you for requesting and I hope you like it!

To start, we all know despite being “the boss” for everyone, Ma didn’t raise no asshole, and Sett is a gentleman when it comes to you

So if you ask him to check your eye, because you feel there’s something in it, he would immediatly lean down to take a look

“Ops, I think it’s just your beauty blinding me!” and BAM kiss the big boy

Sett would love it, but would be a little shy about it, eyes widening and getting red, he would straighten up immediatly and cough a little

Bu right after he would smile and avoid your eyes, acratching the back of his head

From then on, Sett would just love all the little creative ways you come up with to get him to lean down towards you (because no matter your height he is definitely significantly taller)

His particular favourite was when you asked him to help you with the buttons of your shirt and he had to nearly kneel to be able to do it, and you hold his face and smile

It’s not often he looks at your from below and that so gives him an intense rush of blood through his veins

Sett is eager like a puppy when it comes to pleasure so you immediately realize he got excited, and that would turn into both your favourite ways to get him to get down for a kiss: ask him to kneel

But be careful ‘cause this man has both daddy issues and mommy issues so you have too much power in your hands lol leave that option only when you really want to take things further or tease the hell out of him

In general, he always thinks your creative ways to get him to lean down keep the relationship fun and surprise him

(and he likes to be bossed, for you and you only of course, so it’s a delight to do whatever you ask just so you can kiss. There is no better reward)

#sett #sett x reader #league of legends #league of legends writing #lol #lol writing #sett request #lol request #league of legends request #sett x y/n

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fairy-writes · 10 months

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Congrats on reaching 1k, you deserve it! Could you please do Viktor falling asleep listening to his lover’s heartbeat? Or the other way around, either or!

THE SOUND OF YOUR HEARTBEAT

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Arcane: League of Legends (2021)

Pairing(s): Viktor x Reader

Prompt: Falling asleep to the sound of the other’s heartbeat (Action Prompt #4)

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader

Notes: It's super short, but I hope you like it nonetheless!

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It’s early in the morning, before the sun has even risen when Viktor wakes up in a blind panic. He bolts upright, the blankets tangled around his legs.

His breath comes in quick, panicky gasps. Sweat pours down his back, making his nightshirt stick to his skin. He grips the blanket so tightly that his knuckles whiten. He sniffles and feels a tear or two streak his cheek.

He had dreamt about Sky again.

About the Hexcore.

It was his fault.

He—

“Viktor?” Comes your sleepy voice, and he turned to see you rubbing your eyes with tired fingers. You sit up in bed and reach for his hand, hesitating when he flinches. Immediately he feels awful.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.” He mumbles and feels your arms wrap around his middle, tugging him into your side,

“It’s not a problem at all.” You say, and he relaxes into your touch. He can feel his shoulders slump, the tenseness leaving his body. His breathing slows, and slowly, his hands unclench from the blanket. After a moment, you speak again,

“Want to talk about it?” You ask, and he shrugs.

He doesn’t want to talk about it.

He doesn’t want you to pity him.

He doesn’t—

You seem to read his mind and instead lay back, tugging him down with you so he lays with his head on your chest, ear right over your heart.

“We don’t have to talk about it right now.” You whisper, and he slowly wraps an arm around your waist, settling in and simply listening to the ‘thump, thump, thump’ of your heartbeat.

“Thank you.” He whispers, already feeling his eyes droop with exhaustion.

He feels you press a kiss to his forehead.

“No problem. Happy dreams, Viktor.” You say, and he succumbs to the lull and pull of sleep.

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unamedica · 4 months

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First time meeting their wives. Mizu: She was a magical forest creature. A sparrow, a caged princess, my crane.

Caitlyn: She was a convict I needed from maximum security. A Zaunite, a pain in the ass, my headache.

#mizu/akemi #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai #arcane league of legends #caitvi #Caitlyn Kiramman #Reincarnation?#I love them both #Time to work my fingers over time... writing fanfiction of course tehehe #Caitvi instantly judging each other while Mizemi are curious is the timed romance I needed haha

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massacredkitty · 10 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ vi manspreading with a strap. nsfw ౨ৎ

n when you’re riding her she has such a smug look on her cause you are literally losing your mind above her. the harness she wore is just soaked, as well as your inner thighs and the strap itself it was a real mess

your nails dig into her shoulders, indenting the white shirt and her skin underneath as you pant, grinding your hips back and forth n feeling the silicone hit all the spots inside you that make your eyes water. she had been pretty unresponsive to your cries and pleads so far, depriving you of the attention you craved

soooo you lean over, pulling the thin fabric away from her chest and sliding your tongue over her nipple— it’s pierced, obviously. her breath caught in her throat, her back arching slightly into your mouth as your bitten lips wrap around it, feeling the cool metal on ur muscle && because it’s pierced she’s sooo much more sensitive n ends up bucking her hips up into you, and you realise it doesn’t take much to get the upper hand

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1-danid · 10 months

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Dating Teen Vi

Dating Arc 1 Vi would include..

Vander loving you as another kid. You may have your own patents but he still sees you as one of his children. Meaning he gives Vi the talk instead of you because he feels she'll need it more.

Teen Vi is 100% shy when it comes to PDA. She will hold your hand in public but that's about it. On the rare occasion when she's a bit jealous she may give your check or lip a kiss but it's rare.

When it's just the two of you or 3 of you powder can see her soft side. She'd go all out and be attacking your face with kisses and love.

At this stage you guys wouldn't know your love language so expect a bit of everything at this stage as you're trying it all out for the first time.

I don't think she can cook, no one in that band can. So often you'd cook meals for the group and bake treats for her and Powder.

If you go on the "jobs" with the group, Vi would be protective of you. Yeah she knows you can kickass but she doesn't want to lose you or to get you hurt.

Also Mylo would be annoying cause she'd stop for a sec to admire your beauty and he'd be like

" I could do better than that. She's just showing off at this point."

You'd flip him off whilst flipping to another building. And when you get to wherever you are going to rob she'd let you take personal things for yourself and not to sell. Honestly she wouldn't care what you do she'd just watch you for a minute with a love sick smile on her face.

The others would 100% tease her about it. And she's blushing a bit and playing it off. They'd believe for the first few times until it becomes a daily routine.

She'd get you little gifts when you don't do jobs together and surprise you with them

If you don't go on jobs with the group you'd originally babysit Powder. Keeping her distracted and happy while the others are out risking your lives.

You weren't a fighter so you never asked to go to jobs. However you did learn how to treat basic ailments to help Vi and Claggor when they got badly hurt.

Vi would 100% get you little gifts from the jobs she does without you surprising you with them. She'd be like;

"We were out at this one house, and I saw something. It reminded me so much of you. It was perfect and beautiful so I thought you should have it."

And then she'll give you a beautiful necklace. Or something romantic that you appreciate because of your relationship.

You'd bake her cupcakes whenever she's had a hard day and you think she needs to relax. The two of you will just cuddle as you sing a soft song to her. For example, falling for you by peachy!

Because you're always baking her sweet stuff and 'cause she loves your cake and cups she calls you…

CUPCAKE

I'm not sorry for that. But on the note of pet name's teen Vi will call you anything to see you flustered.

She just loves you so much and you love her too

She’s definitely the big spoon and powder loves you more than vi (you didn’t hear that from me)

Like she see Vi as her hero but she sees how Vi looks at you and see you as Vi hero

You’re literally the coolest kid in Vander’s house

Plus you can work the bar, you have a lot of free time, so you’re able to earn a little for shifts at the bar

When Vi leaves powder behind you’d both have a big cussing 100%

Like you know how scared and confused Powder is and refuse to go and help because Powder needs support as well

Powder (bless her) would 100% influence you and beg you to bring her to the fight

One look at her puppy dog eyes, and you would cave and bring her in once she promises to stay hidden

You’d bring her and miss all the signs and when the bomb goes off, you’re their trying to protect her

Vi slaps (I refuse to write the p word) both you and her sister

Cue another heated argument you’d slap her back and cuss her out for touching you and Powder

And you’d break up.

So pissed you tell her to “fucking go to hell Violet.”

And she pretty much does, you’d try your best to comfort powder

Trying to stay strong for her, yet you’d let a few tears fall at your newly broken heart, your loss of home and your loss of your friends

You don’t notice Silco and when you do you don’t trust him fully.

But you know you and Powder need a place to stay so when he accepts Powder’s hug, you lower your guard

Moreso when you see a familiar face, passed out Sevika eases your nerves

You never do find out what happened at the warehouse, but you do know you lost everyone except Powder

You wonder if you’d ever see Vi again as you take on the older sister responsibilities for Powder’s sake

A/N

I hope you enjoyed this. I feel its better than the version i posted last time. To old moots this is not a goodbye. THIS IS A REVAMP!!

TIL NEXT TIME MY LOVES

-Dani

#‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ dani writes ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿#vi league of legends #vi arcane #arcane vi #arcane vi x reader #vi arcane x reader #vi x reader #vi x fem reader #arcane x female reader #vi masterlist

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coffeeshib · 9 months

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arcane vi sketches

#just some modern vi #trying to pick up the pace on writing i'll post another snippet soon 🫣#arcane #caitvi #league of legends #piltover's finest #lesbian #my art

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