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ioniansunsets · 5 months

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Hi! Recently found you, and i LOVE your writing and ideas! Their very tasty, like high-quality chocolate &/or caramel!

I offer (potentially angsty) scenario(you don't have to do) with heartsteel kayn & Idol or k/da!Reader?

What if a stage malfunction happened during readers' (or kayns) show?? (Or a sabotage from a fan? Perhaps?)

(Bonus: & What if... reader or kayn got hurt?) Thank you if you choose to do this ask🩷 (Sorry ahhh-- this is my first time sending an ask)

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn x KDA!Reader Where Reader Gets Injured✖

✖ Word Count: 1.4k

✖ Tags: Established R/S, Mild Injury, Ends with Comfort, IDK if I'd even tag this as Angsty (maybe a tinge)

✖ A/N: I think its cute how Ahri, Akali, Evelyn and Kai’sa all technically can dash towards you with their actual in game skills LMFAO so cute...these girls would do anything to protect you. I think it’s very cute when a lover goes batshit insane with worry for you. Have mercy too, I’ve never been hospitalized, only visited people LMAO

Also thank you for asking this! I am so happy that you love my thoughts and words ><

✖ Wrote This Listening To: Drugs and Candy

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There were always toxic fans. You knew that, and Kayn of course knew his fanbase were sometimes as batshit insane as him. But the past few weeks were great! Social media was abuzz with positive comments about you two, fans congratulated you at fanmeets praising how cute you looked with Kayn.

Everything pointed towards how the fanbase took the official announcement of you two dating well but of course, you know delusional, parasocial fans existed too.

What you don’t know, was how they got past security.

You don’t know how they sneaked past all the checks and stage tests.

Maybe it was on you, maybe you were training too hard and were too tired to notice.

Maybe the high of performing live on stage and all the bits and bops of things to do left it so you didn’t notice the creak of the bright lights above you. The lights in the same pink purple hues of Kayn’s hair. The last thing you remember was the crackle of lights, the screams of your fans, and all your band mates in a blur dashing towards you.

It was arguably just as bad for Kayn.

Sure he wasn’t there, he wasn’t injured, he wasn’t the target of the attack nor was he the one in the hospital but there was nothing worse than hearing that you were still out cold, uncertain of how hurt you actually were.

There was nothing worse really, seeing the clips circulating online of what happened being reposted by all sorts of accounts. The blood that flowed from you onto the stage, oh god he didn’t even know humans could bleed this much.

There was nothing worse than knowing that he was stuck on tour and couldn’t be by your side.

There was nothing worse than not being able to call you and check on you because according to Akali you were STILL in the ER right now, you’re still unconscious and the doctors have no updates. How! It has been at least 4 hours since your opening act. Since the incident.

There was nothing worse, than fighting with his bandmates and managers, begging to go back to be by your side, and only after Alune stood up for him saying how “ The Heartbeats would understand why Kayn was missing. Let him go or he would just sneak off at night and do it anyway.” That management allowed them to postpone their weekend show so he could book a midnight flight to you.

There was nothing worse, than sitting alone in the private airport lounge, checking socials for updates and finding out HIS fan was the one that was caught on CCTV being the perpetrator, the one that did this to you, the love of his life. They even wore a jacket with Rhaast’s icon sewn onto the back, almost mocking him. Sure you were the one physically hurt, but the way his emotions were all over the place, the way his heart refused to calm down, the way he haven’t felt so much like throwing up since he left his old band. He hated this.

Hands tightening around his already cracked phone, the only reason he hasn’t angrily thrown it against the wall was because Akali messaged him telling Kayn how you were stable now, you lived fine, you were still sleeping but you were out of surgery at least. He swallows hard, quickly picking up his small luggage as he runs over to the gate to board his plane. Kayn breathes heavy, only thoughts about being by your side when you wake up keep him walking and keep the absolute rage and chaos Rhaast has at bay. The flight couldn’t be any longer to him.

He ran, the second the Taxi dropped him off at the hospital he phased through walls and booked it straight up to your room, leaving Akali to sigh as she signs him in. The way his hands shook as he slowly opened the door to your ward. Feeling like it was somehow rude to phase through this one way although one, you were still unconscious and two he already violated the privacy of half the hospital.

“ My little demon…This is all my fault.”

Kayn slowly walked to your side after he steps in, watching and noting how you had your eye patched up, how bandages trailed down your body, how pale your skin was. He was going to throw up again, seeing you this way. Ahri who was in the room watching over you let him know you could still see of course, and nothing plastic surgery can’t fix about the scars. You would be fine after a week or two of rest. The shards of glass from the strobe lights missed all the important bits, only scratching up your brow, cheek and collar. Ahri offers Kayn a small sad smile before leaving to give him time with you. The other girls in K/DA has some cuts and bruises saving your from the falling light but otherwise were fine.

It was another hour of your steady breathing and the beeping of machines around him. To Kayn, it felt like hours. Inconsolable hours where his thoughts went wild. Rhaast kept at bay from trashing the place solely from how weak and shaky your breathing was. So when the beeping finally started to pick up Kayn was standing up, hand holding yours, calling out to you frantic and concerned as you slowly blinked and opened your eyes.

“ Oh my god you’re finally awake baby.”

You watched your boyfriend cry, silent tears falling as he spoke over and over about how he should have curated his audience more, warned them to not pull shit like this to you. Anger about how could his “obsessive fans” not know that hurting you would hurt him just as much. Frustration about not being in the audience this time to save you. Sorrow about seeing how much pain you were in right now because of him. Anger once again from Rhaast this time about how incompetent your security was for letting a mistake like this go unnoticed and finally…overwhelming relief that you were ultimately ok. It was new, seeing him so scared, so worried, no doubt all of these emotions were because of just how much Kayn loved you but still, you felt bad making him worry so much. Finally he updates you, telling you about what happened, how you would be ok, he would make sure of it.

“ I…I’m sorry you had to go through this because of me. If you want to leave me because of my fans I will totally understand.”

You watched his voice crack as his hand grasps yours tighter. Your lover’s brows furrowed as he thinks hard. Biting his lip so hard you could almost see it bleed.

“ No Kayn! I would never! It’s not your fault. None of it was your fault, my own crazy fans could have done this to me too y’know. Plus if I breakup with you, they totally won.”

You reply, throat a little dry from not speaking so long but you had to tell him. No way you’re letting some insane fan ruin your performance, your day and your relationship. You watch him finally smile a little as you speak, the corners of his lips barely curving, tears stopping at your frantic attempts to make sure he knows just how much you love him back. No way in hell or heaven would you give up what you have with him because of some lunatic. Especially after seeing just how much he loved you, flying here for you? Putting his work behind for You? How could you let this man go.

“ Hey, at least we can get matching eyepatches now?”

At your comment, he lets out an exasperated laugh.

" I’m sorry, I should be the one making you feel better not the other way around. Here.”

You watch as Kayn slips a finger under his eyepatch, pulling it off carefully before bending down to give your bandaged side a small kiss. Hands uncharacteristically gentle as they worked their way around your hair and all the gauze to put his eyepatch on you. Giving you another quick kiss on your lips before pulling away.

" Looking good darling."

" Only because you style me so well!"

Yeah, it will be ok, the two of you were motivated, hardworking idols, a setback like this meant nothing. As he smiles again at you, the signature cheeky, prideful smile you’ve come to love from him. Your heart flutters. Yeah, something like this won’t stop you from loving him.

#I THINK THIS WENT OK #I love kayn........i dreamt of heartsteel kayn last night so here we go more kayn x reader #SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE A MONTH Oh my god im so sorry #I HOPE ITS WORTH THE WAIT........#Kayn League of Legends #Heartsteel!Kayn x Reader #Shieda Kayn #Kayn League #Heartsteel Kayn #Anon Answer #Heartsteel!Kayn #Kayn x Reader #Kayn LoL #KaynLeague #K/DA Reader #SCENARIO

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heartsteel-heartbeats · 5 months

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fellow kayn appreciator hi!!!! love how you write him :D could i please request platonic headcanons or like. general thoughts on how kayn would be as a friend to a gn!reader? whether they're also a performer or not is up to you but specifically they'd have met before kayn joined heartsteel. thank you and i hope life treats you kindly!! 💕

Platonic Kayn HCs

Reader is a performer, Pre-Heartsteel

(( I don’t think you guys actually know what you do to me whenever you compliment the way I write Kayn it has me doing the Markiplier “yippee! wahoo!! yeeee!!” )) ~ OBBY 💗

Being friends with Kayn includes lots of text messages from him. Sometimes you two text each other for hours, other times he has to run cause he’s busy. If you text him before he does after he says he has to do something, you’ll probably be speaking to Rhaast. There’s a 50/50 chance that he’ll stay and chat for a while or he’ll say he can’t chat cause he’s still working.

Sometimes he doesn’t get back to you for a few days. If you’re lucky, he’ll message you within hours. If it is taking him a few days, there’s a good chance you may need to check up on him. Sometimes he loses himself when he’s too focused on working.

On some nights, you two video call on Discord while you’re both working. You may or may not end up getting sidetracked by playing a video game together. FPS, horror, or survival horror. So games like Left 4 Dead, Dying Light, Lethal Company, and even Halo are up there. As long as there’s co-op, you’ll be playing. Sometimes, one of you will share your screen so the other can watch. Games like The Mortuary Assistant, Resident Evil, Alien: Isolation, and Outlast are pretty good.

Going to each other’s concerts isn’t always a guarantee, but both of you try. Not to mention, the paparazzi will be annoying to deal with once people start to realize one of you is at the other’s concert.

Kayn’s not against introducing you to Akali. There’s a good chance she’s heard of you and probably listens to some of your works, so it’s a win. And so, you, Kayn, and Akali are all in a group chat where you just kinda laugh at some hate comments each of you get. It’s especially funny when the thread just keeps going with people arguing. It’s very tempting to go and leave a comment in the argument just to see how it’d go, especially since Kayn would actually try to get you and Akali to say something. Luckily neither of you actually did it. Imagine the articles and posts on social media that would be made about it…

Since this is before Kayn joined Heartsteel, Kayn does sometimes send you some of his works. You know, the ones that were never made public. He knows you accept both him and Rhaast, so think of it as his appreciation for it. Sometimes Rhaast sends ones that Kayn didn’t send yet, but in return, he wants a sneak peek at one of your own.

On that topic, you’ve kept up to date with what his old band has been up to, both before and after he was no longer a part of it. It wasn’t on purpose, it just shows up on your recommended time to time. There was some discourse, and then after Kayn was no longer there, things seemed to take a bit of a turn for the worst for both him and the band. The band was struggling and Kayn’s reputation crashed. Him not releasing his songs to the public didn’t help, but he had his reasons for that. You were in no position to pry, so all you can really do is continue supporting him.

The idea for a collab was always up there even if you’re running solo or not, but it never actually happens because Kayn and Rhaast always have drafts piled up. Rhaast just thinks it’d be pretty fun to do. But seriously, they do need to finish up their own works. A collab is the last thing he needs to add to his list right now.

Sometimes invites you to liven up an alley he found, or a wall in an abandoned building. If you have an idea for his idea, say it. He knows if you’ve got something in mind anyway, so it’d be better to just say it because he’d pester you about it. You’ll probably even notice he brings a little sketchbook sometimes. Also, those spray paints were totally not Akali’s. If you have paint as well, he’ll be taking those too. If you find some missing, you know who to interrogate. Don’t expect him to admit it though.

If you’re the one inviting him, he doesn’t mind if he just watches or pitches in an idea or two. Knowing him, he won’t always just sit and watch. He also doesn’t want you holding back on your artistic ability, so please, go all out and experiment if you have to. Not giving it your all, especially in front of him, is almost insulting to him.

Do you guys get caught? Maybe sometimes. The chase is always fun though. Well, maybe not all the time, but you can still look back at the memory and laugh a bit.

Kayn has one or two of your songs in his little private playlist. Will he ever tell you? Nope.

Sometimes the media goes overboard with your relationship with him. It’d be nice to debunk all of their theories and speculations, but Kayn insisted you let them go at it cause it’s funny. Admittedly, it was. Every small thing was “a hint.” There are some that take some “signs” differently and start wars between both of your fans. Still rather entertaining, but it did feel more concerning. Some fans can be pretty crazy. Usually, those little wars fix themselves within a few weeks if you’re lucky. Maybe months.

If it does come to it, Kayn won’t stop you from posting something in response to hopefully calm things down. Hell, he might even make a post himself. His wording might be a bit aggressive though.

#heartsteel #obby’s scripts!#i feel like some of this is suggesting they like each other 🧍#also sorry if it’s kinda shorter than how much i usually type #league of legends #league of legends heartsteel #heartsteel kayn #lol kayn #shieda kayn #kayn x reader #kayn #league of legends x reader #league of legends rhaast #rhaast

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duckchu · 6 months

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Ooooh I got a good one! How about the boys and Alune finding out the reader is the manager of True Damage (I DEMADE A COMEBACK FOR THEM RIOT!)

For sure :3 thanks for the request

Heartsteel + Alune finding out you're True Damage's manager

Kayn

Oh, so you're the person Akali keeps bitching about to him?

Awkward

Though now he enjoys texting his friend stuff like "Smashing your manager right now"

Honestly it's not even funny but it's hilarious for him

He doesn't like when your job consumes you too much

Gets jealous

"Are they better than me? They're not. Im the best!"

Yone

A Jobs a job

He doesn't really care

But sometimes jokes about you taking care of his competition

Is honestly thankful to you for keeping his brother in check

And usually sends him small gifts like his favourite snacks through you

And helps you relax after work because he has first hand experience on how exhausting they can be

Ezreal

Gets easily jealous of you, especially when you spend a lot of time with them

"Ezreal I'm their manager. You don't see me getting jealous over Alune."

"That's different! I don't look at Alune like... that!"

When he sees you talking to anyone in the band, he will come up behind you and hug you

Except for Ekko

Ekko is cool

The rest? Nuh uh

They have to know you're off limits

They know already.

Aphelios

It's a job like any other

Though now he takes extra care of you

Knows from his sister how tiring your work can be

So he's usually waiting with a warm cup of tea and your favourite series on

This man is such a sweetheart

I want to gobble him

Sett

He doesn't care

At all

It's just you job

Though he's a lot more understanding when you have to stay longer

Isn't really jelous but hates seeing the members all handsy with you

He knows you appreciate the connection between you and the band but he doesn't

Won't say anything tho

K'Sante

He really appreciates how organised you are and that explains it all

Tends to get worried when you don't pick up his calls, even though he knows about your job

Won't get jealous of True Damage

He knows his self worth and why you chose him

He'll straight up go up to you and kiss you if Heartsteel and True Damage are having a schedule together

Alune

Omg you too

She's thankful that you understand her struggle and she understands yours

Will take good care of you if you're home later than her

Will expect the same if you're there earlier

Will usually vent to you about the boys

And you'll vent about True Damage to her

"damn they're all stupid"

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ashthedrawer · 3 days

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•OC FICLET•

Characters: Felix (he/him), January (he/him), Winola (she/her)

January belongs to @jiphenn

“What’s that?” Felix glanced at January curiously.

He stood beside his bed, a small, intricately-designed wooden chest in his hands. Slowly, he placed it down onto his bed, movements gentle. “My stuff.”

He began to take his black dangly earrings off, quietly unlocking the chest and lifting it open. His back obscured any view to the contents inside, leaving Felix to watch as he bent down and took a moment to stare inside. His eyes softened for a second, before he placed his earrings inside the box and locked it once again. He turned to them, holding the chest tight to his body. “Nobody touch this chest, okay?”

The atmosphere around him shifted, just like it had back in the club room. His aura flickered for a second, the air thick around him, before he gave them a smile and placed the chest back onto the shelf. “Well, I’m pooped and stuffed!” He flopped down on his sleeping bag next to Felix, like he hadn’t seemed like he was about to murder him and Winola mere seconds ago.

Felix continued to stare uncomfortably, questions buzzing around in his head.

“What?” January looked at him, confusion evident in his eyes.

“You okay?” He asked bluntly.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He gave him a goofy grin, looking at Felix like that was a silly question to ask. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You acted all strange.”

“I did?” He turned to Winola, looking at her expectantly. She gave a shrug in response, face blank.

“Yeah, you do it all the time.” Felix continued, eyeing him nervously.

January thought for a moment in silence. “Huh, I never noticed that.”

“What’s in the chest?” Felix asked suddenly, his curiosity getting the better of him.

“I put my earrings in there, and some pictures.” January said with a smile, walking toward the lights and flicking them off.

“More pictures of your dad?”

“Mhm.”

Felix lapsed into silence, furrowing his eyebrows.

January hummed, crawling into his sleeping bag. “I’d say this was a successful sleepover.”

Felix didn’t respond, too deep in thought. Despite no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t understand January. He had never met someone more pro-Diole, had never met someone who was so proud of being one. Paisley had never been like that, she was more quietly indifferent to the whole ordeal. Akali definitely wasn’t like that. Yet despite his love of Dioles, January had pictures of his absent Diole-despising father plastered all over his mansion. Part of Felix knew it had to be expected, after all, he was his dad, but he still couldn’t wrap his head around it.

“Don’t you think, Felix?” January turned his head to him, pulling Felix from his pondering.

“Yeah, guess so.” He mumbled.

He was quiet for a minute. “But January?” He said out of the blue, voice soft.

“Yeah?”

“What’s the deal with your dad?”

“What do you mean?” January genuinely seemed to have no idea what Felix was talking about.

“Well you have a bunch of pictures all over the house for him. And he’s a genocidal mass murderer. Isn’t that kind of weird?”

“Well he’s my dad. Isn’t it normal for people to have family photos?”

“But he’s kind of evil. And you get all silent whenever he’s brought up so I thought you hated him or something.”

“He’s not evil, just, has a different view…” January faltered, sounding very unsure of himself.

“He would kill you if he had the chance, wouldn’t he?”

He paused to think. “Probably.”

“Oh.”

January closed his eyes. “Well thanks for hanging out with me guys. I haven’t had this much fun in a while.” He grinned. “It’s been a long time since anyone has come to visit me.”

“Sorry.” Felix quickly mumbled, regretting ever pressing January for information about his dad.

“For what?” January asked, oblivious to the awkward atmosphere.

“Nevermind.” Felix laid back down on his sleeping bag, realizing at once there seemed to be a lot more to January Restall than that met the eye.

#oc: Felix #oc: January #oc: Winola #dioles tag #my ocs #ocs #oc ficlet #oc fic #oc writing #original story #writers of tumblr

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manythingsinmymind · 24 days

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Thing on my mind:

I can't help but think of the character of Nakuri or rather the potential this character has.

Like i've read a lot of fic with Kayn (mainly with ships but eh) and i can' help but think that Nakuri is character that can have an real impact in Kayn's life in SOOOO many way.

Because i think he should be part of the package, like you include Zed and/or Akali in some type way in Kayn's life, you should add Nakuri too.

I mean he is present in both Kayn's short stories: in the first one in the canon universe, Nakuri is also an apprentice and get in the way in the mission to retrieve Rhaast, he is like a rival. Meanwhile in the second short story, set in the odyssey universe, he is not only a commander under Kayn but is also AN OLD FRIEND. THAT is an important and very interesting point.

Because in the canon universe, Nakuri is dead (at least that we can assume that) so he's not revelent but in alternative universe? Damn the possibilites are insane! (i think he died in the odyssey too not sure)

You can give different role to him and depending on how close you make them, he has a more or less important impact on Kayn's life.

Nakuri can be a rival, a childhood friend, past lover etc and in the heartsteel au he can be part of Kayn's pevious band (i've seen that quickly) and you just had to add his death or betrayal in the mix and you get ✨traumatised Kayn✨. And you have like no information about him that he is almost like a blank sheet that you just have to fill

I also like the idea that in canon Kayn probably didn't feel an ounce of guilt when he killed Nakuri while in any alternative universe you can make him feel different level of griefs and probably guilt if he played any role in his death

i'm not a writer lol but like here are a few exemples (and i know some writers like to make the characters suffer)

modern au :

-they were close friends in highschool 🏫

option 1 : nakuri + betrayal = kayn got trust issues

option 2 : nakuri + death by accident +more or less play a part in it kayn= broken and guilty kayn

-they were lovers ❤️

you can applied the previous options

option 3: nakuri + toxicity= broken/traumatised kayn

-enemies to friend to lovers to dead💀

-He was Kayn's crush💔

option 1: he rejected Kayn like an asshole

option 2: he played with Kayn's feelings

heartsteel au😎:

nakuri kick kayn out of the band because they had a fight or something or get kayn kicked out

(i like to think that Rhaast hates his guts😈)

I dont think a lot of people have read Kayn's short stories OR people don't think Nakuri is that useful as a character and maybe thats why Nakuri barely appear anywhere (i think its more the second lol or they just forget about him). Anyway i just really needed to get this all out, its not a big deal but the idea have been taking all the space in my head dancing and twirling

so i guess thanks if you have read this far, its just random thoughts

#heartsteel #rhaast #heartsteel kayn #league of legends #shieda kayn #living rent free in my head #zed league of legends #odyssey kayn #nakuri league of legends #i'm just rambling #idk how to tag this #this is just nonsene #i'm making a big deal out of it when its just nothing

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witchcraftandburialdirt · 2 months

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♡ if you’re still accepting!! c:

✧ ── 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 ♡ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍

── The relationship Robin feels towards Akali stems from their daily work interactions so most of his emotions towards her fairly professional. However he is quite fond of her regardless of their limited relationship due to his connection to Evelynn - he understands how much she loves Akali and that has influenced his own actions towards her. That being said Robin's trust and loyalty costs far more than just being important to someone he happens to like, and it takes a lot of time for him to truly feel connected to anyone in any meaningful way. That being said - Akali does have a bit more than any other stranger or coworker he has, she can thank Evelynn for that.

#♡ meme #ℝ𝕆𝔹𝕀ℕ 𝔸. 𝔹𝔸𝕌𝔻𝔼𝕃𝔸𝕀ℝ𝔼 ... 【 ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ'ꜱ ᴀᴅᴠᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇ 】#mun speaks #verse: modern #kalijhomentethi #hi nobuu!!! ♥

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frenchbreadandeggs · 1 year

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Daycare Employee Reader in a Platonic Relationship w/ a young Kayn (pt.2) Modern AU

Saturday is cupcake making.

Or what Kayn said after pestering you to make his favorite cupcakes and him wanting to help. Forcing you to get out of making activities for the children in the daycare you are working at.

You never had a problem about it, you actually think it's cute that the little edge boy has a favorite for sweets.

He usually sprinkles both red and blue but he said he'd take the blue instead, the red for next time.

A month had passed since Kayn came into your life. The twins still contact you two days a week, mostly Sheida talking, Rhaast rarely looms over the camera and ask where Kayn is. Sheida would say that Rhaast is at his office or in his room doing paperwork.

"You add some of your favorite toppings," you said, wiping your hands on your apron and reached for the box sitting on the pantry, "pick what you like and we can pop the tray in the oven."

Kayn only nodded, his eyes sparkled of bright amber after seeing the box full of sprinkles. Immediately, he grabbed the box and chose carefully what toppings he should pick.

"Blue or red?" he muttered to himself. You on the other hand watched him in the distance as you sorted the batter boxes by their flavor.

"Blue!" Kayn poked the blue packet and moved the red on one side.

"Should I place this on the shelf then?"

Kayn nodded without giving you a glimpse, his eyes fixated over the small scythe and blue stars sprinkles. You took the red packet and placed it on the container and slid it on the shelf. Hearing a struggling noise, you saw Kayn trying to open the plastic with his hands.

"Here," you rushed to him with safety scissors in hand, "let me help you."

He gave you the packet and watched you opening the plastic with ease. You took a container and poured them in and threw the empty plastic to the bin. Kayn said 'thank you' and turned back to what he is doing (which was his favorite whenever you two bake cupcakes): sprinkling his favorite sprinkles on the cupcake with blue frosting.

It ends the two of you enjoying eating the cupcales while watching a movie.

"I'm bored," said Kayn as he has himself slouched on the table smaller his size, his legs coming out of the other side of the table.

"Then what do you suggest to do?" you asked, picking up the toys Zoe scattered earlier.

"I don't know!" he flailed his hands and pouted afterwards, "How can you not be bored when you are surrounded by kids."

"Are you not a kid?"

"I'm not!" he said, flustered from what you said.

"Hello friend and hello to you Kayn." said Karma as she entered the room from the office.

You waved at her and continued at what you are doing while Kayn greeted Karma back, straightening his posture on the small chair he is sitting on.

Karma is your boss and somehow she is nice than the previous boss you had.

She allows Kayn to stay in the daycare (with a chaperon) and even lets him help around and play with the kids.

You remembered, a few days ago when Kayn stayed in the daycare, he was playing with a little yordle named Kennen. Kennen visits the daycare twice a week, you assumed that him and Akali one of the daycare kids are aquainted or maybe step-siblings since you saw Shen dropping and picking them up in the daycare.

"Thank you very much for taking care of them," He said to you.

Shen once asked you to have dinner with him—ahem—he means he is asking you if Kayn can be a playmate to Akali and Kennen. You told him that you will ask for Kayn's permission—Kayn said no, IMMEDIATELY said no before you could finish your sentence.

"That guy wants to get in your pants, don't believe him. I also don't like his kids, they suck."

You gasp at him.

He was given a week of washing oily tupperwares.

#kayn #lol #league of legends #rhaast #sheida #platonic

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agonizedembrace · 11 months

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' happy birthday eve . ' a grunt , perhaps out of discontent , perhaps out of embarrassment , who knows - - . the present he places before her is not beautifully wrapped with crisp edges & a bright , big bow . but , it is covering the important part of the surprise . ' thought of you . . . ' quiet , muttered . handing over the obviously rolled lump of fabric with a single ribbon holding it all together before it popped . ' don't open it here . ' its totally not an akali dakimakura he picked up at a star guardian con undercover while getting his own collectables - surely -

belated birthday ask

his voice takes her by a surprise, enough that her phone nearly drops from her hands. a visible shake to her body, head lifting until she finds his face, expression puzzled. it takes her a second to put together what he said, until her gaze settles on the poorly wrapped present in his hands.

a tilt to her head, as the present is placed on the table. at the very least, the bow is.... nice. perhaps an overstatement, but she'll give credit where it's due. " thank... you? " poised as a question, brows that furrow for a moment. the two of them certainly weren't that close by any means.

now his last part has her even more curious, a clawed digit extending slowly. at such an agonizing pace she cannot help the smile that spreads upon her lips. she cannot think of a single gift that would embarrass her -- even one that would beyond in the bed room, so what would cause him to be so... meek about it?

and --

oh. this does take her off guard after all, cue a very feint ( and rare ) pink hue to her cheeks. she hasn't voiced her desires of such a pillow, finding it far too ... embarrassing to have on her bank statement, yet it seems she hasn't given yasuo enough credit

because yes, this will get uses. but now she has to carry this home unwrapped. perhaps she should have listened after all.

" i... " what can she say? oh, she swallows down some of her pride with this. " maybe you were right. "

#» WHO DOES A GIRL HAVE TO KILL TO START ANOTHER RUNE WAR? ( ASK )#unforgivenn #» HATE AND LOVE ARE JUST TWO WORDS FOR PASSION ( IC )#» V. { KDA }#AINT NOBODY BRING UP EVE'S NEW PILLOW OK #IM SOBBING INTO MY HANDS #THANK U VENOM

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undercity-princess · 6 months

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Kinktober 18

SFW prompt: sickfic

Jinx X Akali

Frantic knocks woke the Kiramman household in the middle of a rainy night. Caitlyn was the first to be at the door. She opened the door cautiously, expecting immediate enforcer business.

Instead she was greeted with a drenched Jinx holding a swaddled body tightly to herself.

"She's so sick, it won't go away, she needs help! I didn't know where else to go, your dad is the only doctor I know who won't turn her into a monster."

"Who needs help?" Said doctor appeared.

Cait let Jinx pass, too stunned to speak. She's seen her distressed before, but never in genuine worry about someone.

They were beckoned into Tobias Kiramman's small practice room. Jinx put her cargo down as gently as she could.

"She's had this fever for a few days now. It won't go down, we've tried everything! She's gotten weaker every day and now she can't even eat or drink! Please do something, please! Don't let her die! I can't let her die! Please you gotta help…" Her ramble was stopped by Vi embracing her, pulling her against herself.

"It's ok, Pow. You came to the right place. You'll help her right?" She looked over at her father in law, who nodded.

"I swore an oath to never reject anyone seeking help." He looked at the woman on the stretcher. "Tell me about her. Her name, age, any ailments, when did the fever start. Whatever seems to be important." He started unwrapping the layers of blankets around his new patient.

"Her name is Akali. She's 19, she's been healthy a few days ago. Then the fever started and it's gotten worse by the day. Please tell me you can help her!"

"I will try my best. What did you already do to lower the fever?"

"She's had Ionian tea, that helped for a while, but the fever wasn't as bad then. And a blend of sumpherbs, it has no name, we had that as kids to help us, but it didn't work!"

"I see. Cait, dear, please hand me my bag. Jinx, would you help me sit her up? I need to listen to her lungs and check for a rash." He sensed that there was no use in sending the worried woman away so instead he included her.

Jinx gently pulled Akali up who groaned. "It's okay, it's okay. I took you topside to a doctor. He will help you, just hold on for me ok? Please hold on for a little more, don't leave me, ok?" Her voice broke.

Vi stepped up to her under the guise of helping her keep the limp body in her arms stable. "You carried her all the way up here in the pouring rain?"

"What else was I supposed to do? She needs help!"

"Thank you for not kidnapping me, I guess" Tobias tried to lighten the mood. As he continued his examination. "She has the usual rash, and fever symptoms. Also her throat is swollen and looks painfully sore."

"Can you help her?"

"This might be the worst case of scarlet fever I've ever seen, but it is treatable. She will need antibiotics. A lot of rest and fluids. Also a warm and dry environment. I don't mean to offend, but are you able to provide that?"

"My house is dry and has an oven. I can pull the bed over there. We have clean water, I tapped into topside-tubing."

"In that case you can leave in the morning when the rain stops. I will show you how to administer the medication for the time she can't take it on her own. Are you ok with syringes?"

"For her I gotta."

He showed her how to pull up and set the syringe. "This has to be done every 6 hours until she can drink this." He held up a small bottle "That also every 6 hours. For 10 days. If she's not getting better we need to re-evaluate."

Jinx nodded. She still sat next to Akali, keeping tactile contact.

"You can stay in one of the guest rooms until the rain stops. Get rest. Both of you."

"I'll get you some dry clothes!" Vi said and got up.

Not long later they laid in a spacious bed, Jinx curled around Akali, both clad in shirts and pants Vi had given them.

"You're gonna be ok, you hear me? This will help and you'll be fine in a few days"

Akali tiredly opened her eyes and looked over "Thank you… I love you" she rasped before falling asleep again.

"I love you too"

Jinx didn't sleep, she watched her love until the rain stopped.

#league of legends #akali #jinx league of legends #jinx lol #akali league of legends

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kagakuoniryu · 2 years

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Hello! Love your writing! Could i please request some smut (or regular if you are not comfortable) headcannons with Zed and his lover which is most probably also in the order? Thank you so much!

Synopsis :

Zed nsfw headcanon

Type :

Headcanon

Warning :

Nsfw obviously so most subjects touching nsfw are mentionned even if I didn't covered everything

A/N :

It's been a few days in a row I've been active and catching up everything, so don't worry I'm writing the request in order I get them, and prioritizing league request since I'm more into league lore right now!

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We won't go straight nsfw I'm going to give some context before for how old I think zed is (it's imoortant for some point)

So I believed he left the kinkou when he was between 14 and 16 years old

And killed kusho in his early 20

That being said akali and kayn were around 9/10 years old at that time

And now they're adult themselves

So at least 10 years have passed and zed is at least 30, just like shen

Now zed being 30 mean he has at least some experiences when it comes to sex, he know what he won't do under any circumstances and what he like to do

However if you ask him to try something new, and if it's not on his no-no list he is willing to give it a try

His no-no list is a bunch of too extreme kink like physically hurting his partner, threatening them and such

He can degrade you if you ask, or tie you up with his shadow, but not that much on the hurting someone side

He became an assassin to save people not the other way around

He also won't like it if you try to hurt him, he believe in firms bondaries, will respect yours and expect you to respect his

However something he would definitely want to try on you his making one of his shadow make love to you while he just watch you squirm

Special training session who end up into an other type of training can and will happen

He has good stamina, you can thank his kinkou training for that, can honestly go for multiple round but usually you won't need it, one round with him last long and don't stop until everyone got his fill

Try to pull his hair once, I dare you, if you do without warning you'll see his eyes roll back and he'll let out such a pretty moan, print this ilage in your head because you won't caught him by surprise twice

Since most of his outfits cover his body quite well you can go wild on scratch, bite and hickey, he like them, but don't make them in place too obvious, the base of his neck and his thighs are his favorite place to receive them

He don't mind receiving oral, he'll guide you through it but is more of a giver than a receiver that mouth know to do way much more than giving order to his acolyte if you know what I mean

Quickies aren't his things, he don't want to rush when the two of you are intimate, he is able to wait and wait a long time for the two of you to be really alone

This lead to me saying that he prefer a bedroom to have sex, wether in a inn or a temple where he currently live, as long as the two of you will be alone for enough time

By the way if you really can't wait, since quickies aren't an option and if there aren't TOO MANY people around he'll make you sit on his thigh, hoping that it would help even a little

Even if the order know the two of you are dating nobody caught the two of you in the act, zed his private about his intilate life and it's not ready to change, you usually don't entertain them either for the sake of your boyfriend

His favorites positions in bed are either missionary or cowgirl, missionary with him on top and cowgirl with you on top, it depend if he feel like a service dom or a nice sub

When he decide to sub, it's with someone he trust deeply to let them have control over him, he don't let much people have it so feel lucky it's also most likely to hapoen when he is very tired

I just know that he doesn't practice angry sex or jealousy sex or anything, he suppress most of his emotions first of all, even his love for you isn't express to it's fullest, and second he is quite mature due to his age, he prefer to talk through it if someone or something bother him that much and then when it's settle down show you his appreciation for putting up with him

I don't know how to finish theses headcanon so I'll just say that he seems to be a great partner when it comes to being intimate, he gives more than he takes (except when he doesn't care about the other person) and is always kin on consent and pleasure to both parties, ready to try most things and listen to his partner wishes

~hope you'll like it~

🌸Request are open🌸

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kalijhomentethi · 1 year

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"Hello Miss Akali, Miss Evelynn informed me your birthday has passed. I wanted to wish you warm regards and a blessed year," He leans in close with a whisper, a smile playing on his serene features, "I shouldn't tell you this, but I felt it necessary as I am her assistant-Miss Evelynn is going to absolutely spoil you, how do you feel about romantic getaways? I can plan one if you'd like." -Modern, KDA verse

"Hey, thanks!" She grins, hair swishing as she looks up. Her birthday isn't really private information as a celebrity and all, but it's still nice when people take the time to greet her themselves. She does have to pause though upon hearing Robin's next words. It's silly, but she ducks her head, tips of her ears turning the slightest bit red. The normally brash rapper of K/DA is actually shy.

"Oh, uh." A cough, glancing away. "No planning's necessary, don't worry. Wouldn't wanna take up more of your time, y'know? Looking forward to being 'absolutely spoiled' though."

#KSDFHSDJF HELLO!!!#ic #popstar verse #witchcraftandburialdirt #saved

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yunalai · 11 months

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-> [ Qiyana ]: I know you don't want to talk to me, so I'll make this as quick as I possibly can. -> [ Qiyana ]: Plus, these messages will innevitably delete after two hours, and cannot be screenshotted. -> [ Qiyana ]: I figure Draven has at least told you, or explained in some detail so let me clarify. -> [ Qiyana ]: Yes, I am a Demon. I've been around longer than you can possibly imagine. -> [ Qiyana ]: I feed off agony -- pain. -> [ Qiyana ]: You didn't know because people often react in the same manner; scared. I get that, I've seen it time and time again. While I would have liked for you both to know under better circumstances, I still had my own fear for how you'd react. -> [ Qiyana ]: But that doesn't mean how I approached Draven was right either, and for that, I do apologize. Yet understand my reasoning behind it was to keep him safe, even if done wrong. -> [ Qiyana ]: I do not expect you to forgive me. Truthfully, you shouldn't. I simply had to make sure he understood what he was going to be walking into if he proceeded to provoke Abel. -> [ Qiyana ]: Who is like me, if you haven't caught on. -> [ Qiyana ]: And yes, Akali knows. -> [ Qiyana ]: I do... did? Value our friendship, this might seem bizarre. Why should a demon even care? If you want to ask questions, you can. If you want to never talk to me again, then that's a choice you can also make. I'm leaving this further in your hands. -> [ Qiyana ]: Also tell Draven that blessing his phone line doesn't actually work.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I see.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I valued our friendship too.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I think I still do.

-> [ Evelynn ] : But I am torn at the moment.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I have never seen him so scared. Vulnerable.

-> [ Evelynn ] : Your nature doesn't scare me.

-> [ Evelynn ] : If anything, I felt a bit fooled.

-> [ Evelynn ] : But it terrified him. And he's my heart.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I see you as the person you are.

-> [ Evelynn ] : And people make mistakes.

-> [ Evelynn ] : Even if their intentions were good.

-> [ Evelynn ] : I think I can get past this if he can.

-> [ Evelynn ] : But understand things won't be as they used to be right away.

-> [ Evelynn ] : They might never be that way again.

-> [ Evelynn ] : But you are still someone I cherished.

-> [ Evelynn ] : Give us more time. At the moment, my only priority is making sure he is okay.

-> [ Evelynn ] : Thank you for explaining.

#agonizedembrace #(( you can tell it's serious cuz they're typing properly ))#⍙ — [ true damage ]#⍙ — [ answered ]

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tealbeats · 4 months

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❝ I think what you guys did with the MV is super cool, ❞ A sincere compliment ( not that he was ever the type to offer compliments insincerely ). Heartsteel's sound was praise-worthy, nonetheless, a mix of talents that resulted in something quite unique.

Ekko had heard of some of them before, although only in passing — Kayn and his problematic personality, Sett and the paparazzi scandal, Ezreal who had topped charts with one song and now returned to prove everyone who called him 'one-hit wonder' wrong. Maybe that's what made him more sympathetic; he knew well what it was like to have everyone against you, the need to prove you were more than what others said. Maybe he was just biased and would like Heartsteel anyway because Yone he knew well through Yasuo, and he was certain any project of his would be awesome.

With a smile playing upon his lips, he adds: ❝ How many of those car crashes were purposeful? Man, if you guys planned all that you did a great job pretending that wasn't the case. ❞ // from @shatteredtime !

“Would you believe me if I said they were all totally planned?”

This was so cool—to be hanging around Ekko like this, talking casually; albeit about work, but who cares? He’s been meaning to get more friendly with the members of True Damage—he knew Yasuo moderately well thanks to Yone, and Akali he had crossed paths with a handful of times; but the rest of them were people he wanted to really get to meet, and now that he was here with Ekko? Well, Ezreal had a feeling they’d really get along.

But Ezreal remembers the lecture Yone had given all of them about the damage to the vehicles which scratches at the back of his mind and has him not admitting that most of the video’s crashes weren’t planned…it looks better that way! Yone would agree—that’s why Ezreal was told to keep his mouth shut; and he didn’t have much choice other then to listen to the producer.

“You really liked it? Dude, that’s like, a total honour coming from you. Your guys’ stuff is crazy good!” There’s a grin on his features and before he knows it, is arm swings around Ekko’s shoulders. It was nice to have their stuff appreciated…

“You can thank our lyricist for the idea, man. We were all shooting ideas and his ended up being the one we agreed on the most! It paid off!” Enthusiastic, excited. Ezreal was in a really good mood today.

“Soooo, why are you here, anyway? I mean, other then to talk about this! That isn’t all you came here for, right?”

#I couldn’t make this into a seperate thing because tumblr mobile wouldn’t let me copy and paste paragraphs #but feel free to continue it if you like!!!#𝐏𝐎𝐏⭑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄! — | in character.#𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑! — | v.main ( heartsteel )#shatteredtime

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dragonquesty · 4 months

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Basic Info ONLY (Adding more once Campaign has started)

All info is for Act 1 ONLY. Information may change during Act 2. More photos to be added during campaign

Name: Akali Age:28 Birthplace: Unknown. Just tells everyone Avernus Alignment: Neutral Evil Class: Bard

Profession/job: Chef (Girl gets down in the kitchen) Appearance: Pink skin, Slightly larger horns for a female Mannerisms: God-Complex. Won't go out of her way to create evil but if it benefits her then why not? Does not trust anyone. Constantly getting caught stealing other Tavs belongings. Visual particular traits: Heterochromia, Dark red tattoo given by Zariel to prove her loyalty Scent: Vanilla/Lavender Skills: High Religion, Likes to think she's great at pickpocketing she's not Personality: Not the type to really speak first. A big seducer to get what she/her friends want. Begs other Tavs to let the goblins invade the grove.

Detailed Backstory: Her parents were unknown, and she was abandoned near Avernus. Her place of birth was also a mystery. She was discovered by Zariel, who offered her the chance to become her own right-hand man, but that position was usurped by Karlach. Zariel did not bestow a surname upon her, as she deemed it unnecessary. Akali was merely another soldier in Zariel’s army. Akali’s upbringing was based on combat and survival skills. At the age of five, she received a blade and was instructed to fight or perish. She aspired to be at Zariel’s side, developing an unhealthy fixation on her. She craved constant approval from Zariel, whom she regarded as a maternal figure. At sixteen, she fell in love with a man who trained her (he was seventeen). Zariel considered love a hindrance and killed her lover. Despite her grief, she rationalized Zariel’s actions with any excuse. Akali always carried her former lover’s instruments and learned to play them over time. Zariel disapproved of Akali’s musical hobby and ordered her to abandon any form of music and concentrate solely on battle. When Akali refused, Zariel threatened to kill her. Akali saw this as an opportunity to flee, but she was afraid of betraying Zariel, to whom she had sworn allegiance. Akali was eventually captured by the mindflayers and regarded that as her salvation. Upon encountering the other tavs, she nearly assaulted them, but she thought of them as a convenient way to escape from the ship. She kinda just stuck with them afterwards. She lacks a clear objective and merely observes the other tavs as they pursue their own interests. She is uncertain of her real purpose of being with them. When she expresses dissatisfaction with the adventures they embark on, they question her presence among them. This provokes her anger and silence.

Sexual and/or romantic situation: She experienced love back in Avernus, but Zariel murderer her lover. Her Ex lover is the guardian she sees in her dreams. After losing her lover, she abandoned the pursuit of love, but is open to casual intimacy.

What they look for in a love interest: Hates love

Quality they value the most in a friend: Loyalty, Does not consider anyone a friend

Sense of humor: Little to no sense of humor. Biggest secret: Yeah because I would TOTALLY type that out here (Find out VIA campaign) Greatest fear: Being alone

Most treasured possession: Instruments, HATES being a bard but does it in honor of her past lover Greatest weakness: Surprisingly very sensitive Greatest strength: Staying loyal and strong during the worst situation anyone can imagine.

Religious beliefs: Crazy follower of the Absolute, constantly prays and thanks for the Parasite. Believes the absolute blessed her. 100% believes that the absolute blessed her with her guardian being her ex lover. Opinion on Afterlife/ Death: Always tells others she does not care but deep down is curious as to what happens after death.

Do they enjoy the sufferings of others?: If there is no good reason, no

Do they enjoy helping others?: Only really helps for her own beneficial gain

Relationships with their companions ACT 1

Lae'Zel: Tolerable. Nothing more nothing less. Had a one night stand with her in act 1

Shadowheart: Disagrees with her own Religion beliefs but respects how she would do anything for Lady Shar

Gale: Seems useful to her in battle but consuming magic is very annoying

Astarion: HATES vampires , feels somewhat bad for him with his issues regarding Cazador

Wyll: Instantly became likeable to her when he wanted Karlach dead. When he stopped wanting her to die he instantly became annoying to her, but does not want him dead.

Karlach: Not friends, LOATHS her. Was completely jealous of her back in Avernus. Does not even want her on the same team. Wanted to rip her head out from the beginning but was stopped. (Lowkey warms up to her when she understands Zariel was brainwashing her)

Halsin: The complete opposite of her. But she likes it for some reason? Brings out the good in her (Which she loves hates). Romance in act 2

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ashthedrawer · 4 months

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•OC FIC•

Characters: Felix (he/him), Grandpa Racman (he/him), Maddox (he/him), January (he/him), Astley (he/they), Reagan (she/her)

Credits to @jiphenn

Four rhythmic knocks sounded from the front door before the sound of keys jingling interrupted the Board Game Club’s silence. The door rattled as it was unlocked, swinging open.

In walked Maddox’s Grandpa Racman, carrying two boxes of fresh-smelling pizza. Maddox immediately jumped up, going to help him with the boxes. “Hope you kids are hungry.” He said with his usual smile, going back to lock the door and joining the group next to Maddox.

Felix had never been more grateful to see him in his life. The day had been passing slowly, with not much food to go around in the morning, so by the time Racman had shown up, he was starving.

January, Akali, Wilder, Winola, Kuali’i, Felix and Rory had all spent most of the day in the separate room, doing muscle exercises and physical therapy to regain their strength. Felix welcomed the distraction, as it took his mind off things, and it meant that he could avoid Reagan for most of the day. The rest of the club just laid around, staying in the other room in nothing but silence. At least when he was moving around Felix didn’t have to be alone with his thoughts, guilt and grief dragging him down. He didn’t have to think about Paisley, or Bliss, or Avil, too busy focusing on the pain in his legs, ribs, and his shoulder. It grounded him. He was pretty sure he would go crazy if he was Astley, with nothing to do all day, nothing to do at night, constantly just sitting and thinking, not even able to fall asleep and get away for a few hours. He had no clue how they hadn’t fallen apart yet. Felix knew he would have.

Racman opened the boxes, revealing two beautifully crafted pizzas. The smell was a relief from the usual blood and sweat stench, making Felix’s mouth instantly water. It looked like they were straight out of the oven, all gooey cheese and tomato sauce finished with a perfect golden crust.

“How are things outside, Grandpa?” Maddox asked, passing everyone a slice. Felix took his, too excited to be bummed out by the fact that they all could only eat one. He dug in, absolutely in heaven.

“Not good.” Racman said, looking troubled. “These attacks have been getting out of hand. There was another Diole attack recently at one of the GDEO warehouses. At least that means the vaccine release has been pushed even further.”

Felix listened in, glad for some news about the world. It was odd, not knowing anything that was going on, trapped in Chumps Jr. with no access to the outside. It had been almost two months now since he last left this place. Chumps Jr. was starting to grow suffocating, stuck with the ten other Board Game Club members and his sister every day. As sad as it was to admit, Racman’s visits were the only thing he had to look forward to. He regretted so many months ago, insulting the poor old man in January’s limo, acting like an entitled prick. Racman was the only person that had been genuinely nice to him since they were all exposed, harbouring eleven fugitives without any complaints, bringing them food and blankets when he could.

“How about some lollipops to make you kids feel better?” Racman reached into his jacket and pulled out a handful of candy, going around the room to give one to everyone. He handed them out, some people taking them more reluctantly than others.

January accepted his with a quiet thank you, Racman being the only other person besides Maddox that he had dared to even look at in the last two months.

It was the oddest sight.

Before the concert, January had been nothing but smiles and laughs, constantly in a good mood no matter what. He didn’t care how rude Felix was, January always just smiled and reassured him everything would be fine. He always had a positive attitude, always had a huge grin on his face. Felix didn’t realize how much he had grown to care about January, to care about the whole club. Didn’t realize how much Avil had held them all together. His heart ached at the thought of her, her absence becoming even more obvious. Every day it felt like something was missing, the room appearing even more empty and sad.

Felix couldn’t remember what his last conversation had been with her. What his last conversation had been with January. It was so insignificant at the time. Before, he had no doubts that he would be spending the winter break with all of the club, going ice skating and enjoying their vacation. It never would have occurred to him that he could lose Avil. He had been so naive, so blissfully ignorant back then.

Racman handed him a lollipop: orange flavour. He accepted it with a thanks and a small smile.

“You kids are looking so much better than the last time I saw you.”

Felix wanted to laugh. They definitely were not doing any better, if anything they were doing worse. January was a shell of a person, going through his days in a daze. His head was always bowed, hair falling in his eyes, slouching over like he was trying to curl into himself. It was nothing like how he had been before: tall, confident, radiating this pure joy as soon as he entered a room. Akali looked like he hadn’t slept in days, his eye bags now making his eyes appear sunken in. No one talked much. Felix and Reagan weren’t on speaking terms anymore, and the only time they actually communicated with each other was in their screaming matches, both of them getting in each others faces and yelling at the top of their lungs. Sometimes one of the Board Game Club members would intervene, usually Rory, Alzena, or Maddox, who Felix knew was getting fed up with their fights, but most of the time Reagan just stormed out, bawling. She cried a lot more now, to the point where it was almost constant.

“I think I could bring hot chocolate next time, it must be really cold sleeping in here.” Racman continued with a small laugh.

“Thank you Grandpa, we’d like that a lot.” Maddox said softly, twirling his lollipop through the air slowly. Racman gave him a sweet smile.

“Well, I’ll leave you kids alone now,” Racman said, shakily getting to his feet. “You probably don’t want a boring old man’s company.” Felix really wished he would stay, really wished he wouldn’t leave so quickly every time. He hated how lonely he was now, with not even his sister to talk to, or to sit with.

Maddox helped walk him to the door. “I’ll be back sometime next week with your hot chocolate.” He called out to the group with a smile, unlocking the door once again. Maddox nodded. “Be safe, Grandpa.”

Racman waved and headed out again, leaving the Board Game Club back in silence again. Maddox returned to the couch with January, his smile fading. The group went back to sulking, everyone sullen and quiet, pizza finished.

The week passed like usual. The injured Board Game Club members did physical therapy with Rory. Felix and Reagan fought, the latter crying loudly into the night. January sulked. The days were impossibly cold and windy, the only view from the windows was snow falling down on the gloomy street, the sky always dark.

But finally, there was a knock at the door. Racman walked in, a plastic grocery bag in hand. “Good afternoon, kids,” He gave his usual warm smile, locking the door. “I got hot chocolate like I promised.” He said, rattling the contents inside of the bag.

Everyone looked up, almost appearing excited for the first time in weeks. He placed it down near the couch. “Do one of you mind heating the kettle?” Maddox jumped up, heading into the kitchen and pulling it out of the cupboard.

“I also brought marshmallows if anyone wants them.” Racman produced two bags of mini marshmallows. Felix had never loved someone more.

Racman joined Maddox in the kitchen, grabbing some Chumps Jr. cups for everyone and filling them with a couple spoonfuls of chocolate powder.

He turned to Maddox with a smile, “Do you remember when we would have hot chocolate together, Maddox?”

Maddox hummed and nodded.

“Your mother made the best hot chocolate. Do you remember how she would draw things on top with whipped cream and cinnamon?”

Maddox nodded again, a gentle smile working its way across his features. “Her favourite to make would be flowers.” He reminisced.

“I haven’t heard from her recently, I wonder what she’s up to.” Grandpa murmured, as Maddox helped him fill up more cups with chocolate powder.

“I wish you could’ve stayed with me these past years, maybe things would have been better.”

Maddox hummed again, seeming to be lost in thought, too wrapped up in what could have been. “Me too, Grandpa.” He said softly.

The kettle clicked loudly, signalling it was done boiling. Maddox started to pour the water in the cups, condensation rising in the freezing air. “Come take a cup guys.”

Felix’s hot chocolate was nice and steamy, the cup warming up his hands. Everyone sat down, drinking their hot chocolate and relishing the sweet taste, Rory helping Wilder hold his own.

Sitting there, Felix could almost pretend that he was back home, warm and safe, no worries in the world. It was Sunday, which meant that he would’ve just been getting up right now, with no school to disturb his sleep. Paisley always made dumplings on Sundays. It was tradition by now; he would wake up to find her by the stove, frying up the dumplings into golden deliciousness as Reagan prepared eggs and hash browns, the two of them laughing and joking as he walked in. Then the three of them would all sit down, enjoying their hot and filling breakfast - which would be unlike what Felix’s actual breakfast had been, just a piece of stale half-frozen bread thinly spread with margarine. He could almost taste her dumplings now, the doughy insides practically melting in his mouth. It would’ve gone perfectly with his drink.

He took another sip, wishing he was a few years younger, wishing he was with his family. Wishing he was home.

Reagan used to make hot chocolate for him when he was younger. Cold nights when the wind howled and snowflakes fell onto the ground, covering outside in inches of thick snow, transforming their whole street into white. She would stand by the stove, smiling at him as he sat at their kitchen table, swinging his feet impatiently. She would melt chocolate and heat up the milk, mixing it all together into sugary goodness. The two of them would curl up on the couch, drinking and watching movies until Felix eventually fell asleep. Sometimes Paisley would join them, baking brownies for the three of them to snack on, cuddling next to Reagan.

It made him sick thinking about it.

Felix had never thought that he could miss a person that was only feet away from him, but for the past three weeks he missed Reagan more than anyone else.

A part of him had always regretted joining the Board Game Club, even back in September, before he even met Gunther. Back when it was just the eight of them. He hated lying to her, hated how she was so worried all the time, so terrified. He hated the guilt it brought, as he pulled away from her more, talked to her less. She had been the one person he had always been honest to, always had by his side. She was the one person he could trust.

Reagan had always protected him, always kept him safe. And now she wouldn’t look at him, wouldn’t do anything other than scream and cry. He really wished he could hug her, have her tell him that it was going to be alright, that they were going to be okay.

She sat as far away from Felix as was possible in the small, cramped room, her back turned on him, expression closed-off and cold. Her cup was in her hands, but it was still full to the brim, Reagan just staring down at it numbly.

She hadn’t spoke to him in two days. They had another one of their fights, only this time it was so much worse. This time Reagan didn’t hold back, didn’t stop herself and storm out. She screamed at him, yelling things he would’ve never expected from his sister, the one person that he cared about more than anything. Reagan had been screaming in this raw, desperate way, so full of pent up resentment and bitterness, with these hot, angry tears streaming down her face.

“BECAUSE YOU MESS EVERYTHING UP, FELIX! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING. I’D BE BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOU!”

Her words resurfaced in his mind, still laced with pure hate that was alien coming from his big sisters mouth. For a moment, he hadn’t been able to react, not really believing what he heard was true. Reagan would have never said something like that to him, at least, not the Reagan he knew a few months ago. She wouldn’t have screamed at him like that a few months ago, so angry that it kind of scared him, this hidden side of her coming out. She would have protected him, would have hugged him and reassured him that it would be okay. A few months ago they never would have fought like this, and he would have never felt like he couldn’t talk to her. Though, he guessed he was different too. A few months ago he wouldn’t have hid something like the Board Game Club from her, wouldn’t have lied to her like he did. They both had changed. More than he wanted to admit.

Sitting there, so very alone, he wondered if it had been worth it.

He’d lost his family. Lost his best friend. He couldn’t consider the Board Game Club his friends anymore, they were simply nothing, a group of strangers stuck together in a shitty, disgusting restaurant, just trying to stay alive and survive, despite their circumstances. He no longer felt at home around them. No longer felt like himself around them. He’d lost practically everyone - everything - all in one night.

Yet, for a short time, he had been happy. He’d had friends for the first time in his life. Actual friends that he didn’t have to hide from, friends that were like him, that didn’t care that he was a Diole. It had been nice. He had learnt to control his powers, and had honestly believed that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. He’d fallen into a routine these past couple months, going to Chemistry with January, Gym with him, Winola, Adelio, Maddox and Avil, Drama with Bliss. He went to club meetings every Monday and Friday, laughing and joking alongside Akali.

And then it was all ripped from him with one fatal act.

He glanced around the room, stared at his sister who wouldn’t even talk to him anymore. Who he was sure wouldn’t ever look at him the same ever again.

And then it dawned on him that it never would matter anyway. He couldn’t go back. He would never get the life he had, for those five short amazing months, back. He didn’t even know if he would ever leave these rotting four walls. If he would make it to next week. He had made his choice, all those months ago. And Gunther had made his. There was nothing he could do but accept it.

Felix took another sip of his drink, trying to forget about Gunther, about his guilt, and just enjoy his hot chocolate. He looked away from Reagan, who still hadn’t met his gaze, unable to stare at her any longer.

That’s when he noticed the ant on the ground.

It slowly made its way towards Felix, crawling across the cement, all on its lonesome. It was weird for an ant to be around during the middle of winter. Especially in a place like this. Felix eyed it for a moment, curious, before flicking it away.

The ant went flying, landing a few feet away in the other direction, before resuming to crawl around on the floor, circling around the different Board Game Club members.

Suddenly Astley looked up. “Shhhh.” He said, glancing around.

The door busted open. A bunch of heavily-armed men ran in, footsteps booming as they shoved the tables in the front room away and charged into the kitchen. “SECURE THE AREA. RELEASE THE GAS.”

Canisters were thrown and smoke instantly filled the room. Gunshots rang out, millions of bullets spraying the walls, the furniture, the floor.

Felix jumped up, glancing around wildly. Reagan.

She was his first thought, instantly, everything else forgotten. He didn’t care about their fights anymore, didn’t care that she hated him now, not when she was in danger. He wouldn’t let her get hurt. Not her too.

Fortunately Reagan wasn’t hard to find, from the way she was screaming his name. He was at her side in a second, his hand gripping hers as tightly as he could muster, trying to avoid the bullets zipping in all directions. He couldn’t see anything through the smoke, relying on pure instinct as he led Reagan through the room, trying to get to safety. He didn’t even know where they were supposed to go, didn’t have anywhere to go.

He searched blindly for Maddox, the only one here that would know what to do right now. The only one that he could really trust right now. If anyone could get them out of this, Maddox could.

He didn’t make it three feet before another loud blast went off, and his free arm was flung back. A bullet ripped through his bicep, warm blood immediately starting to gush down it, pain burning white hot. He choked, trying to bite down a scream, praying that Reagan hadn’t been hit too, picking up his pace despite the pain, even more desperate to find Maddox.

There was another loud bang, and Felix stumbled over, his leg almost giving in on itself. People were yelling, screaming. He couldn’t tell from what direction, couldn’t tell where the bullets were coming from. The only reassurance was Reagan’s hand in his, as she held on so tightly that he was starting to feel numb.

Maddox was still nowhere to be seen. Meanwhile Felix was bleeding out slowly, barely even able to hold himself up anymore, stumbling through Chumps Jr. disoriented, as even more bullets were fired towards him.

He felt dizzy. His vision had started to go fuzzy, his clothes soaked completely through with blood. Everything was a blur. He had no clue where he was supposed to even go anymore, what direction he was even running in.

He staggered into the corner of a wall, head bumping against the edge. The whole room was spinning now. He couldn’t see, couldn’t focus, couldn’t think. Felix could feel his hand start to slip from Reagan’s, felt his legs start to give out. Reagan screamed his name, reaching out to him desperately. He could vaguely feel her grabbing him, trying to pull him up, but it was too late.

Everything went dark.

#dioles tag #oc: Grandpa Racman #oc: Felix #oc: Reagan #oc: Maddox #oc: January #oc: Paisley/Marigold #oc: Astley #oc: Ensio #ocs: The Board Game Club #my ocs #ocs #oc fic

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