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Feelings, Love, and... Misunderstandings? (Heartsteel Yone x reader)

Heartsteel!Yone x gn!reader; fluff, crack, bits of hurt/comfort plotwise.

When an overthinking reader (co-manager) meets the overthinking producer of the Heartsteel group.

Warnings:

Alcohol drinking, self-doubt, emotional breakdown.

I assume that all Heartsteel members are big enough and legal to drink.

**The story was written in more of a light-hearted tone, but I put the warnings here just in case.

Notes:

Working on (non-angst) Yone’s fic is harder than I thought. But I really like the dynamic of the heartsteel boys, and their presence really helped oomph up the stoic producer of the group. So… here’s another heartsteel fic for you! Again, I did not think too much of the title...

I hope you enjoy! :D

((Update: There's a bonus at the end of the story))

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"Not joining in, hmm?"

You jolted up from your seeming trance, the owner of the voice shifting casually closer to your seat. Turning your head, you met Alune's twinkling eyes, mischief dancing within them as she flashed a teasing smile.

“O-oh,” you smiled sheepishly as she gave you a knowing look at you, understanding well where your attention had been. “I’ll join in soon, later.”

The week had been packed with schedules, and now the group found themselves in an arcade bar at night. You and Alune lounged on a sofa, sipping drinks and soaking in the lively atmosphere. The boys were off in their fun games, laughing and competing at darts and billiards while the latest music filled the air.

To your front, Yone and K'sante were engrossed in a game of billiards. You had to admit you have been marveling at the tall, lean, and handsome sight of the man who was gracefully playing the billiard. And, Alune had always been aware of your not-so-secret crush towards the group’s talented producer.

She leaned in closer as she whispered, rather enthusiastically, “Play a game with him, have some fun, try to get under his skin!”

Get under his skin. Right. I’d win a nobel prize for discovering his feelings.

Yone, for all his cool exterior, was just as cool as he looked. Unfortunately, he was particularly hard to read, at least for you. You couldn't tell if his kindness towards you was simply that — kindness — or if there was something more behind it. He was generally polite to everyone, though a bit stricter with Kayn and Ezreal – to no one's surprise. Yone was easygoing and pleasant to talk to, which only added to your curiosity as you tried to decipher his true feelings.

There were occasions when you found yourselves spending time together, but it was never labeled as a date. It was either due to work duties, given your role as a co-manager, or simply a friendly hangout that happened naturally. Each time, you tried to read between the lines, wondering if there was something more beneath the surface, to no avail.

"You know what, Alune, you're probably right. First, let's try billia-" You began, standing up with determination, but before you could make your move towards the billiard table, Ezreal appeared, blocking your view.

"Y/n! You owe us a round of darts, remember?" Ezreal exclaimed, slinging an arm around your shoulders and pulling you away from the table, despite your silent protests.

Great. What a timing, Ezreal.

"Sorry, Alune, I'll be borrowing her for a while," he added with a cheeky grin plastered on his face. "Don't tell me you forgot about the deal, hmm?" Kayn chimed in, raising an eyebrow as he waited in the dart booth.

You had mustered up the courage to take a shot at a round of billiards with Yone, but Ezreal and Kayn were quick to rope you into the dart booth before you could voice any further protests. Alune simply watched with an amused grin, clearly entertained by the turn of events.

You ended up playing a few rounds of darts with Ezreal and Kayn, snacking and sipping on some of their peculiar concoctions of 'potions' they had whipped up on a whim. It was a fun challenge you had agreed to, having lost a dare to them before. When it wasn’t your turn, you couldn't help but throw quick glances towards the billiard table, particularly at Yone, admiring his oh-so-smooth movements.

You were feeling a bit lighter in the head, the effects of the peculiar potions finally catching up to you. Though clear-minded, you were certainly getting full from the incoming food. As you prepared to take your next throw in the dart game, a brand-new top-chart song began to play in the background, its music video displayed on the monitor above the room.

Ezreal, caught up in the music, started to nod off, vibing with the beat. Meanwhile, Kayn shifted his attention towards the music video, his eyes widening in recognition.

"Ooh, wait, I saw that lady with Yone before!" Kayn exclaimed, pointing at the screen. "Hah, Yone, so that's your type, huh?"

Wait… what?

You quickly glanced at the screen, only to see an incredibly sexy and charming actress starring in the music video.

That’s HIS type?

"Ooh! Right, I saw her talking to you at the bar before," Sett added, joining in on the conversation as Yone sighed dismissively, a small defeated smile appearing on his face.

…AND he’s not even declining?

You held onto your dart a bit tighter, trying to contain the emotions swirling inside you. There was no way you could compare to her. Despite the mix of sadness and frustration stirring up inside, you maintained a smile onto your face, determined to keep up your appearances.

I might be just overthinking this. Get it together, y/n.

You tried to reassure yourself. But the sound of the atmosphere began to blur and others' conversations turned into a mumbled background noise as your thoughts took over. The insecurities crept in, overshadowing the fun of the night. Was this the effect of the alcohol or was it just me?

"Y/n, y/n!" Ezreal's voice cut through your thoughts as he patted you on the shoulder. "You okay?"

You blinked, snapping back to reality, realizing you had drifted off into your own world. With a forced smile, you nodded at Ezreal, trying to brush off the uneasiness that had settled in your chest. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just got lost in thought for a moment," you grinned at him.

Ezreal studied your face for a second. "Hmm, if you say so..." he trailed off, before leaning in to whisper with a wink, a playful glint in his eyes, "Let's just leave the drinks for Kayn, shall we?"

You couldn't help but let out an amused smile at Ezreal's comment, feeling grateful for his attempt to lighten the mood. Determined to shake off your thoughts, you focused on the dart game, teaming up with Ezreal against Kayn. Together, you managed to make Kayn taste his own creations, and the laughter that followed was pleasant.

After a while, feeling a bit light-headed from the stir of emotions, and Ezreal and Kayn's concoctions, you decided to step away from the dart game for a bit to head to the bar to fetch a water. Taking a seat at the counter, you ordered the much-needed refreshment from the bartender. Leaning on the counter, you rested your chin on your hand, letting your thoughts drift as you waited for your drink.

As you gazed into space, lost in your own thoughts, you suddenly realized that someone had taken a seat next to you on the counter. And to your surprise, it was none other than the handsome producer himself, Yone.

Out of all people-! Him? Now?!

Your eyes widened in surprise as Yone caught you off guard, scrambling to sit up straighter. The bartender had just placed the glass of water in front of you, but you couldn’t just leave now.

"Mind if I join you?" Yone's voice broke the silence, his tone polite and soft.

“No—of course not.” You forced a smile at him, hoping it appeared natural as he smiled back in response.

Oh god, I hope my smile looked all normal.

Yone proceeded to order some Japanese sake from the bartender. When it arrived, you couldn't help but look at the elegant bottle and the sake cup with curiosity.

Just as you were about to ask about the sake, to break the awkwardness that had settled between you, Yone beat you to it. “Everything alright?” he inquired, his gaze gentle as he looked at you. You realized you had been silent for a moment, mentally cursing yourself for the lapse in conversation.

“Uh, yeah, of course, everything’s going well!” you replied, plastering a smile on your face.

Yone gazed at you for a moment, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. He seemed to sense that something was off, but thankfully, he didn't press further. “If it’s anything about work, you can always talk to me-"

“No, it’s not.”

Oops. You realized that you had blurted it out too quickly.

“Oh?” Yone turned to face you, his expression now more attentive. “Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked carefully, his tone low mixed with a bit of concern.

You sighed defeatedly. This man always seemed to be able to read between the lines, and you couldn’t hide it anymore. “So… There’s a guy that I like…” you admitted, taking a sip of your icy water.

Yone’s eyes twinkled in curiosity, his body shifted a bit to face you.

“But he doesn’t seem to feel the same way about me, I don’t know,” you grumbled, frustration beginning to pool inside you, as you held your forehead.

“Does… he not give you any signs or anything?” Yone asked carefully, his expression filled with genuine care.

“No! You know, he’s insanely hard to read!” You started to rant, your emotions rushing out from beneath you. “And recently, I learned that I might very well just not be his type.”

Yone fell into silence for a moment, sensing your frustration, as he also felt something stir inside him. He wanted to help, to offer some words of comfort, but nothing perfect came to mind.

“…Does he–“ He started to ask, wanting to gather more information before commenting further, but you interrupted him.

“I don’t know anymore, Yone, maybe I should just give up! I don’t know what to do—!” The frustration and sadness bubbled over, and before you knew it, tears were pooling in your eyes.

No, no, no, brain, work more! Am I going to cry now, in front of him?!

Despite your mind still functioning clearly, your emotions won the battle, and you couldn't hold back the tears. You felt a mixture of shame, sadness, and frustration wash over you as you tried to compose yourself in front of Yone.

“Gimme that!” You snatched his sake cup and chugged down its contents, still full. Yone was taken aback by your sudden action, at a loss for words as he watched you. Your tears were now streaming down on your face, you didn’t care anymore if it had smudged your makeup.

“Y/n…” he began, lifting his arms as if to reach out to you, but you quickly reached for his sake bottle to refill the cup you were holding, determined to drown your sorrows in another shot.

“How can I compare to that woman, Yone, tell me!” You didn’t know where and how that came from, but you blurted it out.

“H-huh? Which woman?” Yone's confusion was evident as he tried to follow your train of thought.

“Which woman?? You had lots?!”

You swore your head was in some eco-friendly energy-saving-mode as you couldn’t seem to process the information, making the situation seemed even more hilariously stupid.

“…Y/n, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He tried to reason with you, his voice soft and concerned.

But you were just going to leave him there at the counter, tears still streaming down your face, and leave him you did. Without another word, you hurriedly made your way to the bathroom, leaving the poor man on the bar counter all alone. As you stood in front of the mirror, you realized how much of a mess you were. You looked like a metalhead who had just gone through a breakdown, with black streaks trailing down your cheeks.

“Oh no,” you whispered to yourself, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over you as tears started to well up again. How had it all gone so wrong?

You looked at yourself in the bathroom, breathing in and out slowly, trying to regain your already lost composure. Moments later, Alune entered the bathroom, her expression filled with concern as she looked at you.

“Let’s rest for today, hm? I’ll drive you back,” she offered softly, her tone soothing. You nodded at her. “Don’t worry, I told everyone asking that you were not feeling well,” Alune reassured you, offering a comforting hug.

You found yourself crying again, this time for her considerate gesture. Alune chuckled softly as she patted your back, offering you comfort.

You then fell deep asleep in the car on the way back.

•~•~•~•

The next morning, you woke up feeling the slight hangover from yesterday. You sat up on your bed, trying to piece and remember the memories of whatever chaos had happened last night. Your mind then went through the memory of your interaction between you and Yone, realizing your actions, each one making you cringe with regret and shame.

I- I’m an idiot!!

You groaned, massaging your temples as if trying to erase the memories. The more you remembered, the more ashamed you felt. You wanted to curl into a ball under your blanket and hide from the world.

You admitted to yourself that you hadn’t consumed that much alcohol at one time before, and last night, the mix of emotions and frustrations had likely been heightened by the booze.

“Yone must hate me now…” you mumbled to yourself, still rubbing your temples in a feeble attempt to alleviate the headache. Now, the problem was clear in your mind: How were you going to face him today?

The fact that the members had their apartment room just right in front of yours and Alune made the situation even more daunting. You couldn’t simply avoid him forever, especially since you were part of the same team.

You went out of your room to find Alune making pancakes for brunch at the kitchen.

“Morning!” she greeted you cheerfully, despite the late hour.

“…Morning, Alune. Thanks for yesterday, though…” you mumbled, scrubbing your eyes as you yawned, meeting her grinning face, clearly waiting for your recount of the previous night. You realized her expression and groaned inwardly, knowing you'd have to relive the embarrassing story by telling her.

You sighed, grabbing a glass of milk before sitting down. “Okay, so…” you began, recounting the chaotic events of the night before. You explained how you had let your emotions get the best of you, the tears, the rambling, the chugging of sake... It all came tumbling out as you told her about your breakdown in front of Yone.

Alune listened intently, offering considerate and understanding comments throughout your story. When you finally finished, you felt a mix of relief and embarrassment wash over you.

Alune reached out and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Hey, we all have our moments. Don’t beat yourself up over it.”

You nodded, grateful for her understanding. But then her expression shifted to a mischievous grin, and you couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in curiosity.

“And…” she paused, her grin widening. You looked up at her, wondering what she was about to say.

“You should definitely confront Yone as soon as possible, tell him how you feel” she said plainly, her grin now almost playful.

“What?! That’s the last thing I would do!!” you protested, feeling a wave of panic at the thought of facing Yone after your embarrassing display.

But Alune held your shoulders firmly, her eyes serious. “Believe me, y/n. Trust me on this one.”

•~•~•~•

Throughout the day, you had been clearly avoiding Yone, much to his concern. There were three chances where you two crossed paths, but each time you quickly averted your gaze, trying your best not to interact with him due to your lingering embarrassment. But Yone appeared to have a different thought to himself.

…Did I say something wrong?

His mind was busy replaying the events from yesterday morning, wondering if he had made a misstep towards you. He was trying to connect the dots, trying to understand why you seemed upset with him yesterday.

To be honest, when you admitted to him that you had a crush on another guy, he felt a pang of hurt inside his heart, though he was adept at masking it, maintaining his calm demeanor. But he was genuinely concerned for your well-being. Learning that the guy you liked might be interested in someone else made him feel a sense of disappointment, though he didn’t let it show. He wanted the best for you, and seeing you upset about it only added to his concern.

When you left him alone at the counter, he knew he had to tell Alune about you. Alune was quick into action, helping you up at the bathroom. Later that night, Alune and Yone found a moment to talk in private, much to Yone’s request.

Alune listened intently as Yone recounted the events of the past day and his feelings of confusion and concern about your behavior. He explained how he couldn't shake off the feeling that he had somehow upset you, and how he wished he could make things right. Alune listened with patience, nodding in understanding as Yone spoke. However, he still kept his feelings about you tightly guarded.

Throughout the day, Yone appeared somewhat… off, lost in his thoughts. Everyone noticed his change of demeanor and seemed to check on him frequently.

“Gee, Yone, are you alright? You look like you stayed up all night,” Ezreal asked him in the afternoon, noting how drained Yone seemed.

“I’m fine,” he answered flatly, his mind elsewhere.

Another time, he found himself behind the wheel of the car with K’sante beside him. “You good, Yone?” K’sante asked, noticing Yone's distant gaze.

“I’m fine,” Yone repeated mechanically. By now, it felt like he was a broken record, constantly reassuring others that he was okay when he really wasn't.

He knew this would get him nowhere, as he felt he desperately needed a clear space. So, as dusk began to settle, Yone decided to retreat to one place where he often found solace: the rooftop.

•~•~•~•

After contemplating for what felt like an eternity, you decided to practice how you would confront Yone at a place where no one would usually go. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the rooftop as you ascended the stairs. You were rehearsing what you would say to him in your head, repeating it a few times as you walked to the spot you had in mind.

However, when you reached the spot, you were taken aback to find Yone already standing there, overlooking the cityscape.

Crap!! Why is he here!?

You knew you weren’t good in last-minute study and the exam was just right in front of you now. He seemed to notice your presence, but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his gaze. Reluctantly, you stepped closer to him, maintaining a reasonable distance, and faced the city view in the sunset. The air between you two was heavy with unspoken words, both of you itching to talk but unsure of where to start.

As the silence stretched on, you both seemed to come to the decision to speak at the same time.

“About yesterday…” you both began simultaneously, only to pause when you realized you had spoken at the same time.

“Go ahead,” Yone offered, his voice quiet and careful.

“Uh... you go first…” you replied, feeling the awkwardness settle in like a heavy fog.

Once again, silence enveloped you both, the tension palpable. You felt like screaming as loud as you could, but you knew you couldn’t back down now. You exhaled deeply as you began.

“Yone, I– I’m sorry about yesterday, I was all messed up. The alcohol–, I mean, I was…” you stumbled as the words you had prepared all got jumbled up in your throat. You paused before regaining yourself, and you continued. “But I feel like you need to know something,” you gazed up at him as he turned at you, finally meeting his gaze.

“The guy that I told you about… it was… you…,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. Heat crept up your cheeks, and you couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes. Instead, you focused on the ground beneath your feet, feeling a mix of nervousness and vulnerability.

You were about to speak again, but the wind suddenly picked up, blowing your hair into your face and blocking your view of the man in front of you. Before you could move to brush it away, you felt Yone's hand on your cheek, gently tucking the strands behind your ear. His touch was tender and caring, sending a jolt of surprise through you.

As you faced him directly, meeting his gentle gaze, he smiled softly at you. The city lights twinkled around you, casting a romantic glow over the moment.

“Y/n,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with sincerity, “You don’t know how happy I feel when you told me that I was the guy in your story.” He chuckled softly as the dots finally clicked, “And I also owe you an apology, I believe.”

“H-Huh… so you don’t hate me…right?” you asked, still in disbelief at the turn of events.

Yone chuckled again at your incredulous expression. “I don’t think I would ever… I like you, y/n,” he admitted, the heat rising to his cheeks as he also casted his gaze to the side for a second. “I mean– not just as friends, but...”

Before he could finish his sentence, you moved forwards to press your forehead on his chest, feeling in total relief and joy as he confessed to you.

“I like you too, Yone,” you whispered, your voice filled with happiness and relief. “More than I can put into words.”

Yone held you close, his arms enveloping you in warmth and security. The world seemed to fade away as you both stood there, lost in the moment. It was a moment of pure bliss, in contrast to the chaotic night you had spent the night before.

As you pulled back slightly to look into his eyes, you could see the tender affection reflected in his gaze. You also noticed the faint pink shades starting to show up on his cheeks, which only made you giggle softly.

He’s also shy, how cute.

“I was getting really concerned about whatever I did yesterday that made you upset,” Yone confessed with a soft laugh. “I’m sorry, I should have been more expressive to show my feelings.”

“O- Oh, don’t apologize. I was definitely overthinking things,” you replied, laughing at the absurdity of it all. “I thought you were into that… super famous sexy lady…who’s on the…” Your voice trailed off as you recalled the memories from yesterday, embarassment creeping over you.

“I met her once at the premiere party, her producer introduced me to her, and we just had a plain talk, nothing more,” Yone explained with an amused smile.

You grinned back at him, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. “Okay, so I was actually making a fool of myself.”

The tension between you both seemed to dissolve into laughter and shared understanding. It was a moment of pure relief and happiness, knowing that the misunderstandings had been cleared up.

“So, what now?” you asked, still grinning.

Yone took a moment to ponder before replying with a smile, “Well, I was thinking... maybe we could go on a real date this time? Just the two of us.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and you couldn't help but nod eagerly. “I would love that,” you replied, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of spending more time with him.

As the sun set behind the city skyline, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, you both stood on the rooftop, arms in arms, looking towards the horizon. The city lights twinkled as the sky darkened, and the night breeze began to tingle against your skin. You released from the hug, taking in the beautiful sight.

Just as you were about to turn back, Yone stepped in front of you, offering his hand with a warm smile.

“How about dinner, tonight?”

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ccraccz · 6 months

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Hi! May i request for a heartsteel! (All of em) x artist! Reader, reader has a sketch book of them and they saw it when they were roaming around the reader's room. How would they react? Tysm!

Heartsteel x Artist!Reader

Context: You're staying/moving to their place

Aphelios

APHELIOS OML 🧚‍♀️

Anyways, you're staying at his place for a while due to an argument with your roommate.

Aphelios was laying on his bed as you shower, on his phone ordering some fast food for all three of you (alune, you and himself)

He turns around, laying on his belly when he notices that he's laying on something.

He pouts before sitting up on his knees s and taking the book that was under him in his hand.

His phone lays on his pillow as he silently, but curiously, skims through the pages

He stops at a page where he notices a familiar face.

It's him

With out a mask

He turns to the next page.

And his sister is on it, then him, then hom again, sett, ezreal, him again, yone, and more.

His eyes sparkle as his face, under the mask he wears everywhere everyday, slowly becomes pink.

All the comments beside the drawings of him, the stars and hearts around it, the small characters commenting on it.

He's so entranced that he doesn't notice that the water stopped running.

It is only when he hears you call out to him for a towel that he stops staring at the masterpieces you made.

He's so great full and happy and glad and AAAA

His brain is going overdrive with thoughts as he grabs a clean, fluffy towel and crack open the door to the bathroom.

Shoving his hand inside, he feels you grab the towel before he comically rushes to close the sketchbook and put it where he found it.

He orders the food and just smiles and kicks his legs in the air in happiness.

When you exit the bathroom, you just see him silently giggling and kicking his legs.

He's so cute hhh

Ezreal

You're moving to his place

Señor bunny teeth decides to help out with the boxes of clothes and things

He's just

So so so excited to add more personality to his place!

He's so excited to see you everyday in the morning, after work, before sleeping, seeing you naked, seeing you waking up, having sex with out interruptions.

What a dream come true!

While he's thinking of such, the last box in his hands, with a mark saying that it goes in the bedroom.

When he opens the door, after passing by you and getting a good ol kiss on the cheek, a large smile on his face, he squats down to place the box down when,

It pops open

All the books come tumbling out of the box before he can react.

Sweat dropping, he pales as he folds the box and started to freak out.

One of the books that fell opened to a page with a drawing of himself

He felt as if time stopped as he stared at the drawing

His cheeks turned pink as a cheeky smile stretched out on his face.

He grabs that sketchbook and sits down like a child playing with blocks.

He scans through the rest of the book, most of the drawings being of himself in different clothing and positions ( 😏)

He giggles and kicks his feet, tossing and turning on the floor before clipping through and teleporting towards the couch where you're laying.

He smiles, and shoves his faces into your tummy, your sketchbook in his arms as he giggles.

"I love you so muccchhh!!! Augh your art is so good!" He lifts his head off of you, chin digging into your tummy.

He continues to ramble on, saying that he'll show K'sante and Sett these for their next hit! And more

You cover your face, knowing that he will not stop talking about this.

Yone

You're staying at his place, summer vacation has arrived for you and you wanted nothing but to see the man of your dreams.

I love him sm

Yone, as the gentleman he is, accepted you with open arms and tons of kisses before accommodating to your needs.

He was really planning in sleeping on the floor, nuh uh he's not tho.

While you're sitting on the dining table for two, a pencil in hand and your trusty sketchbook in front of you

He came behind you, two plates of food that he had just finished making.

He was taken of guard before a slight smile takes over his fine face.

The drawing was of him cooking

He leans down and blows on your ear, making you jump back.

He chuckles before placing the food down near you, perfectly plated for a celebrity.

He walks back to his seat as you place your sketchbook away and wait for him to sit down before eating

He makes a mental note to ask for you to show him your sketchbook.

Sett

He's so cute!

You're staying with him for a while due to your parents kicking you out for a while.

Your boyfriend never liked your parents, they were quite mean to you.

It reminded him of his father.

He knew how to comfort you, and his mom totally loved you, probably even more than him!

So when you suddenly appear at his moms place with a grim look on your face, wet from the rainstorm.

He, of course, let you in and took your bag off of you so you could go wash up.

Sett goes to tell his mom about you being there before going to his room and placing your bag in his room and getting one of his hoodies for you to put on and a towel.

By then, you've taken off your clothes and entered the warm shower

Sett gives his hoodie and the clean towel to his mom to place in the bathroom as he starts getting his bedroom situated

He scavenges through his plush collection for your favorite plush, cleaned up the slight mess he had in the corners of his room

But when he picked up your wet bag to place it in a more convenient place did it get messy.

The bottom of your bag, such a worn out bag, broke and all the things you had in there, fell out onto his floor.

But the main thing he took notice off is a book that fell and opened.

The page had his face on it

The face he made in the MV of their song.

He froze for a second before continuing to collect the things on the floor and placing them somewhere more clean.

But he couldn't stop the soft smile that he sported on his face.

Kayn

SIR

Augh he's so hot its unbearable

He's coming over to your place.

He just can't be away from you for so long, a week, without complaining.

So when he comes back home to an empty living room, the shower not running, and he's now noticing that your car isn't in the garage?

He's sitting down on the couch and pouting like a little baby

Rhaast the decides to complain because you're not here, and that his shirt is suffocating him.

But kayn is sad, sob

He does the off his shirt though

and rummages through your fridge

And goes to your room and just takes in your smell.

The main thing about you he really loves, other than how you tolerate him and other people around you, is how you smell and dress

He jumps onto your bed and lays down before noticing a shiny little thing on your desk

Kayn, sadly, gets up from your bed and walks towards your desk, sitting down on your chair

He notices that it's unlocked, a key beside it.

He smirks, you have a diary???

He turns to a page and

It's not a "dear diary.." started but his face

It looks like a character sheet of himself.

Kayn has never looked so fine in his eyes oml

His brain basically said "AWOOGA"

He basically fell in love with you all over again no joke.

Kayn takes out his phone and starts taking pictures, he's for sure going to look at these and take every piece of detail he can.

K'sante

This goofy goober

He's so kewl

You had moved from your place to his recently

And he noticed that your side of the office has become quite messy while you were out getting some groceries.

And he decides to take initiative and organize your part of the office to a comfortable liking

Putting papers on one side, pencils where they're supposed to be, sketchbook beside the keybo-

The damn sketchbook fell and the pencil inside of it rolled away.

Great

He stares at the sketchbook in disspointment only for his expression to change as he pics up the much smaller book

It's him! Awe he looks so nice in your style!!

He skims through the rest of the sketchbook book, keeping a finger in the page that it opened on.

'You're so cute,' he thinks, placing down the sketchbook to were he was going to before it fell.

You bet he's gonna draw you and tape it on your monitor for you to see.

Alune

(There's literally no gifs of her, and that makes me sad)

ALUNE

Ms pretty lady

she found that you left your sketchbook at her place.

She, of course, found it because you left it on her bed and curiosity picked at her and wanted to know what was inside!

So she took a peek

And was very pleased at what she found.

So, unannounced, she appeared at your front door with a large smile on her face, telling you she's gonna sleep over for today while handing you your sketchbook.

You both sat around on the couch as she told you that she took a peek in it and saw your talent

And then she just rambled on and on about the future, animals, and the band!

She's so sweet and cute

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Note!

Uhhh so, you didn't specify if you wanted female or male so I did gender neutral 🧚‍♀️ I also wanted to do alune (even though I don't know ow much about her woops) because I wanna show appreciation for her!! Other than that, I also changed the request a bit, and I wanted to keep it a bit interesting so most of them didn't look around your room woops sorry.

Either way! I hope you enjoy it! 💙💙 thank you so much for being my first request!! 💙💙💙🧚‍♀️

#heartsteel x gn!reader #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel yone #heartsteel x male reader #heartsteel x female reader #hearteel k'sante #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel sett #heartsteel alune #aphelios x reader #sett x reader #yone x reader #k'sante x reader #alune x reader #ezreal x reader

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milksuu · 5 months

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omg, the little texting parts from your recent ez fic were cute! idk if it’s possible, but could you do cute little texts between heartsteel and their so, or maybe a huge gc? I would love to see how you characterize them :)

INCORRECT HEARTSTEEL GROUP CHAT TEXT (ft. gn!reader)

❥ prompt: groupchat with the heartsteel!gang ❥ content/warnings: implied sexual content, crack ❥ characters/pairings: v!Heartsteel! & gn!reader

an: omfg that is legit such a cute/funny idea! ill definitely write up some cutesy heartsteel x reader texts. probably winter holiday themed! get them hot cocoa vibes going. stay tuned for it! in the meantime, enjoy this crack.

[Ezreal:] 😚 wow i wuv you gwuys so much i juwst cant stop *looks down* thinking about you c-can we 😳🍆 *notices buldge* snuggies in my bed because i w-want t-to feew youw wawmth aww uvw me pwease im begging you 😩🙏 i wiww get on my hands and knyees fow you if youww just *whines* p-pet me im a good *moans* boy i sweaw 🥺👉👈

Aphelios has left the conversation

[Kayn:] WTFFFFFF DID I JUST READ!!!!?????????? 🤮🤮🤮

[Sett:] Dude. Stop. You literally made Phel toss his phone into the trash can. 😑

[mcreader:] it's fine. i'm getting it out for him. 🙄

[Ezreal:]😫 but daddIES ive been behaving so so gewd *rubs* fow you i t-t-thought you w-wouwd give me youw miwkies as a p-pwesent🤤🍼 but nyow 🥺 *whimpers* that im a bad bad boy how wiww you punyish me?!! 🥵🥵😏

[Kayn:] OKAY YONE IM READY FOR THERAPY NOW

[K'Sante:] Is it possible to block someone in a group chat? I'm asking for a friend. And by friend, I'm talking about all of us. 🗿

[mcreader:] phels not taking the phone back. he says he wants a new one with a new number. so ez can never contact him again. and i quote 'i would rather jump into oncoming traffic than suffer through one more degenerate copypasta'

[K'Sante:] I think I'm going to vouch for aphelios here. His idea of a new phone and number sounds good to me.

[mcreader:] wait. his hands are moving really fast. i think he's just screaming at this point ??? i probably shouldn't translate most of it. point is he wants his phone to stay in the garbage

[Sett:] Dang. I just bought us matching phone cases too. Guess I can return them. No biggie. 😔

[mcreader:] nevermind. phel took the phone back. we're good. 👍

[Ezreal:] 😵 wowie you guys awe nyo f-fun but thats okay cause iww be wosta f-fun t-tonyight when 🥴👉👌 *snuggles close* im undew nyeath the bwankie with you 🥵👅💦

[Yone:] Unfortunately for you Kayn, at this rate, everyone in this group will need a therapist. I don't think we'll be able to afford it.

[Kayn:]

#heartsteel #league of legends #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel yone #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel sett #heartsteel x reader #gn reader #incorrect heartsteel texts #request #reqs open

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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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minnaci · 4 months

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POST-SHOW AFTERGLOW

contents: heartsteel!shieda kayn x afab gn!reader (reader's anatomy is described using the words "pussy", "cunt", "clit", and "cervix"), bottom!reader, use of insertive sex toys by reader, kayn walks in on reader masturbating, established relationship, bedsheet banter, fingering, penis-in-vagina sex, cervix mention, light dumbification, creampie, post-coital cockwarming

watching kayn perform live never fails to get you hot and bothered. luckily, kayn is always willing to take responsibility.

or, kayn fucks reader after a heartsteel concert. it's ridiculously good.

there's a wild sort of energy that ebbs and flows around kayn post-show. adrenaline— lightning in a bottle. he's on top of the world. he'd win any fight. he's ready for anything—

his train of thought comes to an abrupt end as he nudges open the door to your bedroom, and immediately, every cell in his body is subsumed by the low-burning embers of arousal.

he is not ready for this.

blankets lay crumpled around your spread legs. you're an angel, every curve caressed by soft light, and your eyes are squeezed shut as you fuck yourself on a thick dildo.

kayn recognizes that toy. it's the one that's the closest to his size and shape. you only use it when you're feeling particularly needy for him, or when you miss him. a soft, tender ache blooms in his chest.

"kayn," you whimper, sugar sweet. you don't seem to have noticed him, lost in your own world of pleasure. "kayn, please, please, i need you, please—"

your voice breaks on a sob, and kayn's mouth goes dry. his fingers curl with the need to take.

"what a nice surprise." kayn's smirk widens into a full, cocky grin when your eyes fly open and you squeak with surprise.

"kayn!" your hands scramble to pull the toy out, and kayn greedily watches as your pretty hole gapes ever so slightly, fluttering around air. another shot of heat, straight to his cock.

"oh, don't stop on my account," kayn says. "i'm just enjoying the show."

your resultant pout creases right between your eyebrows, and he lets loose a laugh, crossing the room in three eager, bounding steps to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. his tongue flickers out, and he licks into your mouth. he loves how you melt in his arms, how you always let him in so easily. you're so perfect for him. he's just about to crawl into bed and show you just how perfect he thinks you are when—

"shower first," you murmur against his lips, as if you hadn't been making a mess of the sheets for hours before he came home.

"but—" kayn knows exactly what you're about to say. he's got "dirty" clothes on, so he can't get on the bed, which is "clean". but can anyone really blame him when you look so tempting, so obscene, that his brain hurts from how hard his cock is?

"kayn—"

"hear me out." he presses a few sweet, pleading kisses to your cheeks, relishing in the way you melt under his easy affection.

"...fine."

"you're so beautiful, baby. look at you all fucked out. do you really expect me to make it a whole shower without jerking off? and if i jerk off, i'll cum, and there won't be anything left in the ol' sacks to fill you with."

you raise an eyebrow, clearly not impressed. damn it. looks like kayn has to bring out the big guns.

"...i'll wash the sheets after we're done," kayn adds. "so they'll be clean again."

"you really want me so bad you'd do laundry for me?" you swoon dramatically— a feat when you're already laying in bed. "is this what it means to be loved?"

"you're a menace," he says. it can't be legal for you to be both cute and devastatingly sexy at the same time. fuck, he loves you so much he swears he'll explode with it. his chest tightens. his fists clench. he can't stand it.

he pounces onto you, heart singing at the elated little yelp you let out as he presses a flurry of kisses to your face.

"i love you," kayn growls, incongruously aggressive for how sweet the words are. his fingers find their way between your thighs, rubbing where you want it the most. he dips inside, just a little, but you tense as if he's shoved all five (and a half!) inches inside of you at once.

"love you— love you too, kayn—"

fuck, he could listen to you saying his name just like that for years, and he'd never go soft.

"relax for me, baby." he stretches you in gentle, practised movements, head spinning as you obey, body going pliant under his covetous hands. you're so perfect for him, already soft and wet from your earlier stint with your toy. your lips find his weak spot— the tender patch of skin right between the junction of his neck and jaw— and he groans, feeling a little insane as you rock back against his fingers, dripping sweet and sticky like warm honey.

"i can't hold back much longer," he says, voice strangled.

"so don't." your breath catches as the tip of his finger brushes against your sweet spot, so he does it again, just to hear you gasp. he could get lost in this, this pleasure of playing your body like the finest of instruments, pulling sound after needy, dripping sound from your pretty mouth.

"kayn— kayn, please, stop teasing, don't hold back, please, i need you—" the sheer desperation in your voice makes kayn's blood sing with pleasure, and he gently removes his fingers from your aching hole, much to your chagrin. you line up the head of his cock with your entrance, shuddering as it pulses a thick glob of pre-cum over your skin. "inside, inside, please—"

there's nothing quite like the initial stretch of kayn's cock as he bullies his way inside of you. he's so thick, and the way he's got you folded makes him feel even bigger. your jaw hangs slack, every nerve trembling with anticipation.

the tip of his cock nudges inside, and you both let out twin moans. your cunt is hungry for it. desperate, even— your gaze goes hazy and unfocused as your pussy sucks softly at his tip.

"so fucking good," he groans. "how are you so fucking good every time?"

if you could speak, you'd say that you could ask him the same thing, but any semblance of coherent speech is knocked from the forefront of your mind as he eases deeper into you. every additional inch of his hot, throbbing cock only serves to make your mind go blank with pleasure. your eyes roll back, flutter shut.

"fuuuck, that's it, baby. feels good, doesn't it?" kayn shudders as he bottoms out. the very tip of his cock kisses a spot deep inside, so sensitive that it sends a thrill up your spine. "there it is— there's that weak spot. yeah, let me use it against you, baby. 'm gonna fuck all that resistance right out of your pretty hole..."

he rolls his hips once, twice, giving a few deep, experimental thrusts. true to his word, his cock massages over your sweet spot. you can't fight the onslaught of sensation, and even if you could, you wouldn't want to. it's so, so good— too good to resist, too good to fight. pleasure melts your brain, turning every coherent thought you might have had to gooey bliss.

your jaw hangs slack. your head spins. pleasure curls around your limbs, pulling you to new heights of mindless need.

"yeah, that's right. this is what you needed, isn't it?"

you don’t have to reply— the answer is written in the slight crossing of your eyes, the subtle trembling of your ribcage, the thin line of saliva that drips from the corner of your mouth. heat builds in your core, spreading like fire across your skin, and you let loose a long moan.

“kayn…” you struggle to make eye contact, lucidity slipping through your fingers with every devastating thrust.

“no thinking,” he says. his thumb finds your clit. the added stimulation makes it all too easy to obey. any semblance of logical thought dissipates into hazy pleasure. you wouldn’t be surprised if your brain was leaking straight out of your dripping cunt.

“no thinking,” you repeat dumbly, looping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. your fucked-out gaze meets his, and he curses under his breath, cock pulsing inside of you. through it all, he continues rubbing those maddening, mind-melting circles on your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

heat envelopes you, swallows you whole and digests you, transforming you into a being of need and pleasure. your nerves sing with molten arousal. every touch, every breath, every heartbeat only sends you spiraling further and further into the depths of debauchery.

“that’s it, baby, let me make you feel good, yeah, yeah—” kayn babbles, his hips stuttering out of rhythm. it makes his cock slide in that much deeper, makes his thumb slip just right against the hood of your clit, and— and—

you fall apart on his cock with a wail, unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. it burns through you, sets the stars ablaze behind your eyelids. your sanity shatters as you all but convulse, gorging yourself on decadent sensation.

thick, creamy warmth floods your insides, and you practically purr at the way the tip of kayn’s cock kisses the sensitive mouth of your cervix. he’s still mumbling mindless praises against the soft skin of your neck even as he fucks you through both of your orgasms. his voice takes on an edge of wretched desperation. “so good, so good, it hurts, baby, hurts good, i— i— fuck…”

he collapses over you, sheathing himself balls-deep with a groan. the last dregs of his cum drool from his tip, dribbling over your sensitive walls. your pussy flutters around him in response, hungry for every last drop of him, and he nearly whimpers at the added sensation. pain and pleasure swirl around you in a heady cocktail of hormones as you come down from your highs together.

when kayn kisses you, it feels right— the natural product of the raw desire that connects you. his lips move against yours sweetly, softly, and he holds you like you’re the most precious thing in the world. the afterglow is made for kissing, for heavy petting, for the cooling of sweat and softening of breaths.

"what was that all about?" kayn murmurs in the hazy quiet, pulling you closer to him. you grumble a bit as his soft cock shifts inside of you, threatening to fall out, and he makes a soothing little noise, ignoring the pricks of painful overstimulation and focusing on keeping you nice and warm and full.

"what was what all about?"

"don't play, baby. what had you so needy tonight?"

"...ah." your face heats up, and you bury your nose in his chest. still, it doesn't muffle your next words. "you looked really, really good on stage tonight. i couldn't stop looking at your stupid bulge through your stupid leather pants."

the honestly is unexpected enough to subvert kayn's knee-jerk instinct to be insufferable and smug. he gapes at you. "you're so fucking cute."

“mhm,” you hum in agreement. “and you’re beautiful. so we match.”

there’s a frazzled sort of silence as kayn short-circuits from the praise. for someone who presents with such an inflated ego, his reaction to genuine compliments is nothing short of charming.

"so... the sheets?" you break the silence, only half-joking.

kayn groans. “i’ll wash them tomorrow. let me enjoy this, baby.”

“i’m holding you to it.” you bury your face in his chest, heart melting a bit as his lips brush over the crown of your head. dirty sheets or not, there’s nowhere else you would rather be than here, limbs tangled with his, soaking in your shared pleasure.

tags: @enchantedforest-network @angelshub

#shieda kayn smut #shieda kayn x reader #heartsteel kayn smut #heartsteel kayn x reader #league of legends smut #league of legends x reader #heartsteel smut #heartsteel x reader #writemin!#+kayn

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goldnhourwrites · 5 months

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Hii! I’m not really sure whether to send in this request or not because it’s not really an “X reader” so, I’m a lil bit confused haha.

But could I send in a request for platonic Heartsteel Boys with GN!Reader who does street racing? Y’know like Suki from Fast and Furious? Like reader makes money doing racing, or has one of those kool cars!!

(If you don’t do requests, feel free to ignore this ask tho ofc.)

No problem! I wasn't very clear in my response: what I meant is I'm mostly interested in doing general Heartsteel headcanons or "heartsteel member x heartsteel member" style prompts rather than interactions with non-heartsteel characters, but this sounds really cool so I'm still gonna do it!

(And if you or anyone else is interested in submitting more requests, I'll make a lil post about the types of things I'm happy to write <3)

Heartsteel with a street racer reader!

Platonic, gender-neutral

Yone

Yone would be concerned for your safety, so he'd always check in with you afterward to make sure you're uninjured.

He would help you with your car if it ever got damaged during a race - he'd try to help you figure out what's wrong with it and replace any broken parts.

Like Ezreal, he is hesitant to attend an actual race out of anxiety about things going wrong. It stresses him out to know that a bad crash could leave you extremely hurt, so he tries to make sure you know what you're doing, even though he's seen you drive before.

You can soothe his worries by distracting him with information about the cars being driven, or what gossip you've heard about the drivers recently. He asks you about the other drivers to get to know who you like and dislike in the street racing scene.

He enjoys hanging out with you while you work on your car: keeping it clean, installing new parts, repairing anything that broke, decorating it with decals to make it look cooler.

Sett

Sett would go to every race you were in to cheer you on.

He would want to learn about everybody you race with (so he can trash-talk your opponents and support your allies).

Knows the dates of all your upcoming races and where they're going to be so he can find the best place to watch from.

He also just enjoys the adrenaline rush of watching the races, so he'd go to watch races with you as buddies even if you weren't competing in them.

Would bet with you on which drivers will win which races, and probably is keeping tabs on who's been the most/least successful.

Constant hype man - Sett is always doing the most to make sure you feel supported.

K'Sante

K'Sante is always proud of you, no matter if you won or lost.

He wants to make sure you stay safe, but he knows you're a good driver and can take care of yourself, so he doesn't worry as much as Yone does.

He likes going to races with you to listen to you talk about the course or how you're going to prepare for your next race - what's going to be tricky, who's going to be there, what you're planning to do with your car.

He's more into the 'drivers' side of things than the 'cars' side, and enjoys hearing about the newcomers to the scene, the people who've been racing for years, the established rivalries, and who you personally think are the best racers.

He'd enjoy getting to drive fast with you occasionally, or casually racing you on a closed, safe course. He could be a good driver if he was interested in learning, but he's not as competitive as Aphelios, so he's more interested in supporting you than in racing himself.

Would hype you up like Sett before a race and holler support for you during them.

Ezreal

Ezreal would be excited to hear you talk about everything you loved about racing.

He would get really interested in the cars specifically - if you'd made modifications to your car he'd spend hours examining them or listening to you explain how they worked.

Would learn all the makes and models of the top-performing cars and discuss them with you (especially if you were planning on getting a new car!)

Would love to hang out with you as you were testing new things, practicing turns or gear shifts, or getting familiar with a new modification.

He would be a bit shy about going to the actual races at first ("Isn't that, like, dangerous?") but if you dragged him to one after reassuring him he's not gonna get hit by a car or arrested, he'd have a good time.

Long story short Ezreal would become a car guy if you introduced him to street racing.

Aphelios

Aphelios would want to hear all the details of every race - the course, the competitors, any rivalries that will be there.

He would be a great driver! If you could convince him to get into racing with you, you'd have a blast together.

He also knows how to ride a motorcycle, so occasionally he'll ride with you - you in your car, him on his bike on an open road.

He cares about your safety, but he's surprisingly got a vicious competitive streak, so he'll tease you relentlessly if you lose.

Would scope out what your competitors are doing to their cars and report back to you like some kind of spy.

Kayn

Kayn would get in the car and drive it himself if you let him.

He's more of a motorcycle boy, but he loves driving fast, doing dangerous things, and getting into trouble, so street racing would be right up his alley.

He'd sit in the passenger seat as you showed him what racing is like, and then bug you endlessly until you let him drive.

Would definitely try to race, but lose control of his car and spin out or go off the course.

Would threaten to race you (then get pissed off when he loses).

He would talk about the kind of dramatic fast cars he would buy if he had the money, but wouldn't really have the patience for the details of the modifications like Ezreal.

#i'll be honest i don't know a lot about driving or cars so this might not be very accurate haha #sorry this took a while for me to write!#i had a fun time doing it though!#i hope you enjoy it :)#request #heartsteel #street racing

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leansuccubus · 2 months

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Intro~

I'm totally doing this out of impulse and spite istg. I'll probably regret it sometime in the future (digital footprint :,D). I was just tired of people writing for heartsteel, and them completely mischaracterizing the characters, like oh, I DONT KNOW, MAKING K'SANTE STRAIGHT WND WRITING HIM IN W X FEMALE READERS (he's cannonically gay, gay poc representation is SUUUPER IMPORTANT ;-;). i can't believe i have to say this as a (mostly) womankisser bc apparently no one else is seeing the issue. So eventually i come to the conclusion to just write my own stuff because people are hella annoying. SO HERE I AM. WRITING FOR HEARTSTEEL AS A CRIPPLING LEAGUE ADDICT.

What I'm going to be writing & what to expect -

Heartsteel x GN reader platonically, like sort of a friend group thing

Later I'm going to have an option to vote on which heartsteel member the reader ends up with romantically - if it happens to be K'Sante, reader will be male, for everyone else reader will remain GN

I'm not sure I'll be writing any heartsteel things after this one fic because I'm doing it purely out of spite since someone blocked me for kindly correcting them since they were writing k'sante x female reader

idk feel free to give me ideas and whatever because i get super burnt out fast, i'm a broke tired college student.

I may not update quickly, and my upload schedule is all over the place. I know how annoying it is to keep waiting for chapters, i personally am not a big fan of it because i am hella impatient ;-; but hey, at least i'm not lying to yall saying i'd update in a week, when i actually update in 4 months ;)

yea that's all for now, and i hope my irls dont find this blog lmao

#league of legends #heartsteel #shieda kayn #heartsteel kayn #yone #heartsteel sett #heartsteel yone #sett #aphelios #heartsteel aphelios #ezreal #heartsteel ezreal #k'sante #heartsteel k'sante #riot games #riot music

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duckchu · 4 months

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I LOVE YOUR WORK! I was wondering if you could do heartsteel x sick!reader (gn if possible)? <3

U actually did already :3

https://www.tumblr.com/duckchu/732998763348721665/kayn

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ccraccz · 5 months

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Hi! Would you be able to do some headcannons with the heartsteel boys with a short/petite, alt partner! They wear all black, black stiletto nails and with a love of skulls. A big fan of all things games and animated shows and a huge collector.

Alternative love

Characters: Aphelios, Ezreal, Sett, Kayn, K'sante, Yone x GN!Reader

APHELIOS

That?? That's his type without a doubt

He lives for the alternative aesthetic and people shorter than him

He himself is probably alt, but he loves to mismatch with his sister

In solo pictures, he's alt, but in pictures with his sister, he's literally wearing the opposite of his sis

Now, he has a reason to wear more black

He would love to match with you in anything you wear out

He'd bring you gifts

From black press ons to some expensive obsidian necklace or leather gloves to fit your style

Anything and everything for you

He'd indulge you with skulls and bones, tarot cards if you're into things like that

He'll even let you wear his precious hoodies and jackets that were made by sett or bought by his sister

Though, when he finds out that you religiously play games he likes and watch the same shows he does

His affections develop rapidly into love

He has more things to both bond and relate to you

He would feel more comfortable with you instantly

Most of the time, it's difficult to relate to people

So, with you by his side, someone who understands him in style and emotionally goes a long way.

EZREAL

Ezreal would not mind at all

Height or style

Actually he loves your aesthetic!

He feels like it's something that represents you, and he loves anything about you

He's all about aesthetic and true representation, and if black clothing, black nails, extraordinary makeup, and skulls are what you like

So be it! Go you!

He might not match you and your energy, but you know what they say.

Opposites attracts 💚

He's so cringe

He literally says that every time when someone asks why he's with someone like you

And he always tells them off after that because that was just rude!

He'd make a special bouquet for you with black and white flowers

He'd buy you fake skulls and skeletons for you to decorate your space

Buy your books and games

He's so in love with how you show yourself off

You can clearly tell he's always mesmerized by your style

Whether you're wearing skirts, leather pants, dresses, or large ripped jeans

Or even if you're wearing a black tank, with a black graphic jacket on your hips and pj pants

He's so into you and how different you are

Every time he sees you, his eyes are literally hearts

SETT

He thinks it's so cool

And he thinks you're so cute with a petite you are

Especially compared to him

Like, an amazing amount of cool

He loves your style and would support it in giants amounts

He would literally be your stylist

You rip your favorite black shirt? He both fixes it and makes it look like a different shirt while matching your style

Is that jacket too expensive? He can diy one just for you that is way better than the one you liked

He'll also ask k'sante to design some clothing for you

The best quality clothing and costumes are given to you as gifts for important days

Dates? There's a gift box on your bed with some clothing that he fixed up for you

B-day? You know those boots you've been eyeing for a while? Wellll, they're on your bed now screaming for you to try them on

And inside the boots, there's a letter

"PLEASE SEND PICS WHEN YOU TRY THEM ON!"

He's so goofy

He'd support you by giving you more clothes and such

KAYN

He doesn't care, actually

But he will tease you about your height

But clothing wise?

You can go anywhere with whatever clothes and he would love you all the same

The only way he'll care is if you're bare outside, OR someone says some shit about you

That's when he really cares

The first scenario is because he can't handle himself and will snatch you and eat you 😏

The second scenario?

He's throwing hands and giving the person a piece of his mind

He goes crazy for you, but that's also the main reason why you guys mostly have indoor dates

Either way, he doesn't give a damn as to what you wear

He will love you because you tolerate him and keep him in place

Either way, indoor dates mean more time with you and your snazzy self

He will give you a good time after or during the "date"

K'SANTE

(This headcanon is mainly for the boys die ti k'sante being a gay man!! I'm so happy I get to write a male implied reader!! Woop woop!)

He finds it cute, actually!

Like really adorably cute

With how big he is and how small you are, it's actually comical

But you accommodate your height with platforms and your looks and that totally fine!

He finds you attractive all the same

He will design you clothes, and even ask for help for some ideas as to what the guys would look good in!

Just imagine

Your head is laying on K'sante's lap, playing a game of your switch that he recently bought you as an appreciation gift.

You were just about to beat this damn boss you'd been stuck on since yesterday, but he send an unexpected attack at your character and sends you to a fame over screen.

With a huff, you let go of the switch and sigh in annoyance.

"Hey, love?"

"Yeaaah, I see that, thanks"

"Mhm?"

"Would Yone and Ezreal look good in short crops?"

"Ezreal yes, Yone sadly no"

"I can see that, thanks"

"Of course love"

"Wait, would Aphelios look good in hip hop pants?"

"Phel would look good in anything Sante, but he'd really rock the cyber aesthetic,"

AAAA

You'd both indulge in different aesthetics, but he'd 100% make clothes for you to make you feel like the best of the best

YONE

Yone would not care at all

Height or clothibg

You wear What you want, when you want

If someone says anything about it, he will give them a look that would make them keep their disgusting opinions to themselves

Even though its not something he relates to, whatever makes you happy and more comfortable with yourself the better

And if that means black clothing, skulls, and more darker stuff

Then so be it.

But the number of games reminds him of Aphelios

And the amount of anime and manga reminds him of his bother

Though not in a bad way!

Either way, he will indulge you by giving you things he finds that remind him of you

He once brought you one of those cute black death doctor plushies

You literally almost cried, but you gave him a present after turning your plush/plushies towards the wall.

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AAAA SUCH A CUTE REQUEST!!! 🧡🧡🧡

I tried something new with the display, so instead of gifs, I used some pictures of the boys because the gifs wouldn't load.

I also tried something new with the headcanons and placed a small scenario. I just wanna see opinions on it! Hope you don't mind lovely!! Please do request again!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Imma go sleep in a min now 🧡

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puffcap-factory · 1 month

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It all started with a missing guitar pick...

(Heartsteel Kayn x reader)

Heartsteel!Kayn x gn!reader; fluff, crack, very lighthearted.

There are also other heartsteel members appearing in the story.

It’s basically playful teasing and banters turn into an unexpected romantic situation.

Notes:

Going through the Ionian lore got me so sad so I decided to make a heartsteel fic to cheer me up instead. Featuring the chaotic, sexy boy, Kayn! I didn't think too much for the title so it is what it is hehe

As always, I hope you enjoy! :D

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You were comfortably seated on the emptied floor carpet, where you had moved the clutter aside to make space for you, twiddling with the strings of the acoustic guitar using the newly-found pick you discovered on the practice room's floor. With earphones in one ear, connected to your phone, you were engrossed in a guitar chord tutorial video for your latest favorite song. You began to follow the instructions of the video to practice when–

Bang!

The door blew wide open.

"Kayn – oh, come on, are you really going to make such a fuss over this little guitar pick of yours? Just use another one!" Ezreal's voice was filled with exasperation as he tried to reason with the magenta-haired guy next to him.

"You don’t understand," Kayn grunted in response, his attention shifting as he noticed you sitting casually with the guitar in hand. "That one's thinner; I need it for our next practice. It suits better for – oh."

Kayn's gaze zeroed in on your hand holding the pick as he made his way towards you, his eyes narrowing.

"Hi there, y/n!" Ezreal greeted you with a wave, but Kayn's focus was solely on you now, he then crouched in front of you.

"So..." he observed your hand holding the pick. "Seems like the co-manager has taken my precious pick, hmm?"

Yes, you had been working as a co-manager, helping Alune with her job. Though you preferred to stay out of the limelight, keeping your work behind closed curtains, which meant you weren't seen by the public too often.

Now that the day was almost over, you had headed into the instrument room – more like a storage room due to the immense clutter – to tend to your own curiosity of learning how to play a guitar.

Looking up at Kayn, you couldn't help but smile somewhat innocently in response to his accusation.

"See, it's not lost - oh, damnit!" Ezreal stopped, checking his wristwatch. "K'sante had asked me to pick up the pizza for dinner! Be right back!" With a blink, he was gone, leaving the door wide open.

Kayn, who grunted a little and turned his head slightly to glance at Ezreal, now redirected his attention back to you, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, luckily, I found it first, before it got swallowed by the floor, right?" you grinned, pausing the tutorial video. "Besides, I think we used to have a whole box of these. Where are the others, Kayn?"

Lost. Accidentally thrown away. Lost again. Kayn's frown deepened, indicating that he had not been the best keeper of those picks. You couldn't help but tease him with a playful smirk.

"Well, that's a problem for another day. Now, how about you give it back to me nicely..."

You decided to tease him more, challenging him as you set back into position to strum the guitar and continued practicing, practically ignoring him. Kayn let out a frustrated sigh, his eyes fixed on your fingers as they moved across the strings.

“Wait, wait – what is that?” He scoffed, his eyes fixed on your strumming. He definitely had a comment on your guitar technique.

You glanced up to him, stopping on your tracks. “What.”

He snickered, a hint of playful mockery in his tone. “That’s not how you play it.”

“I was just following –,” you tried to give him a reason, but paused as you think of a better idea. “Fine, oh my mighty guitarist, teach me.” You said with a teasing smile, putting down your earphones on the floor.

Kayn couldn’t help but smirk at your playful challenge – or flattery, perhaps. Regardless, he settled on the carpet beside you, holding out his arms. “Guitar and the pick, please.”

You looked at him with a mischievous grin, not budging from your position with the guitar and pick in hand. He groaned in response, rolling his eyes. "I'm not going to take that and run away, come on.”

You chuckled. “Fine, fine,” you finally relented, handing the guitar and the pick to him. He huffed as he shifted over to sit closer to you, reaching over to gently take the guitar and pick from your hands. “Let’s start with the basics.”

He showed you the basics at first, demonstrating the proper way to hold the pick and how to strum gracefully across the strings. Your gaze flickered between his fingers and his face, noticing the rare seriousness that overtook his usually chaotic demeanor. You find this side of him actually cute, and you couldn’t help but admire the view.

He glanced back at you when he realized that your eyes were somewhat more focused at his face rather than his hands, with you smiling amusedly towards him.

“Are you even focusing?” He asked, his voice rough, in contrast to a tint of blush on his cheeks, slowly appearing.

You couldn't help but chuckle softly at his question, feeling a warmth spread through you at his bashful expression. "Of course I am," you replied, trying to hide your own amusement. "Just taking in all of your expert advice."

He rolled his eyes playfully, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Right, expert advice. Well, let's see if you've been paying attention," he teased, handing back the guitar and the pick to you.

You shifted your positioning as you began to practice the movements he told you on the guitar. You were going smoothly, until you stumbled into a trickier part of the technique he had just shown you. “Wait, how’s the chord finger positioning again?” You lifted your head to look at him, your left fingers desperately moving on the fretboard, trying to find the right strings to press.

“Yeah, paying attention all right…,” he sighed softly, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

“Hey– ” you were going to protest, but he leaned forward, lifting his own hand to adjust your left fingers, guiding them to the right strings and frets. His touch was gentle yet firm, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at the closeness between you two. Your heart began to race in your chest as you tried to focus on the lesson, but this somewhat sudden intimacy was pretty hard to ignore.

You glanced towards your left hand, trying to hide the blush that crept up your cheeks, but it was futile. When you looked up, you caught Kayn's gaze, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and something else. He noticed your attempt to conceal your reaction and smirked, a knowing glint in his eyes, although he did not make any comment whatsoever. The air between you seemed charged with an unspoken tension, both of you aware of the shift in dynamics.

“Right, thanks,” you managed to say, clearing your throat to mask your sudden shyness.

"Anytime," Kayn replied, his tone cool as he tried to shrug off the sudden tension.

You continued to play, feeling his gaze on you as you struggled to focus. The tension in the air was palpable, and it made it difficult for you to concentrate on the notes. Your fingers fumbled, the music turning into a jumbled mess, and you were getting more impatient. Kayn amusedly watched as you attempted to regain control, but it only seemed to spiral down further into chaos. Finally, you stopped midways.

“I give up,” you smiled, not matching your frustration in your eyes. “Here’s your guitar pick back.”

Kayn let out a chuckle seeing your reaction. “Giving up so soon, huh?” He teased you, a playful glint in his eyes. “That’s not really like you.”

You just gave him a slight hmph, already standing up to put the guitar on the sofa. He followed suit, standing up, smiling to himself.

"Next time, I'll show you. I'll get better," you declared confidently, picking up your phone from the ground. However, as you glanced up at him, you noticed him twirling your earphone case on his fingers.

“Of course, of course...,” he said nonchalantly before you suddenly went after him to catch his hand. He immediately lifted his hand out of your reach backwards, grinning.

You narrowed your eyes playfully, determination setting in as you tried to catch his hand. He evaded your attempts with ease, keeping the earphones just out of your reach.

“Kayn, I swear…” you stomped towards him. You were going to go for another attempt at catching his hand, but somehow – just somehow, your socks got caught on one of the cluttered items strewn across the room. You stumbled forward, letting out a yelp of surprise.

“Wh-Whoa,” Kayn exclaimed, trying to step back in reflex, but his feet hit another stack of old books and records. The two of you went tumbling to the ground in a tangled heap, with you ending up on top of him.

For a moment, there was silence as you both lay there, slightly dazed from the fall. Your head was resting on his chest, your hand inadvertently pinning his wrist to his side, the hand which was holding your earphones.

Hmm, his choice of perfume is really good – the subtle notes of musky-scented….

…Wait, now’s not the right time!

You immediately lifted yourself up – realizing it was not a good time to think about his nice perfume – only to face him directly below you. His other hand was still holding your waist as he stared at you, the closeness remained apparent. You both went into silence, the air heavy with unspoken words and a tension you could almost touch. Your eyes locked with his, and for a moment, it felt like time stood still. Words seemed to get stuck in both of your throats, the unspoken question hanging between you.

Kayn slowly brought his hand up to your cheek, caressing it softly with his back of his hand. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt the warmth of his hand, the rare softness of his touch melting you away. His thumb brushed lightly against your cheek, his eyes locked with yours.

Kiss her, Kayn. KISS HER!

Kayn could swear he heard Rhaast’s screaming at the back of his head. He tried his best to stay in control, although his breathing got more unsteady.

“Kayn…” you whispered his name, the word barely escaping your lips. You were ready to indulge into the moment when you heard a squealing voice from the direction of the door, interrupting you two.

You both looked up towards the door, only to find Ezreal and Aphelios standing near the doorframe, looking into the room, watching you two. Your eyes widened in surprise, and you immediately scrambled off from Kayn, who also frantically turned towards the unexpected visitors.

Aphelios shot a glare at Ezreal, seemingly disappointed at him for interrupting the moment. He then folded his arms and left without a word.

"Sorry..." Ezreal muttered, more like a squeal of apology, his palms clasped apologetically. He then hurriedly ran away, grabbing the pizza packages from the ground as he went.

Kayn groaned in frustration, his face utterly red as he tried to get up from his position on the floor. The interruption had brought you both back to reality, the heat of the moment dissipated by the unexpected intrusion.

"Uh, sorry about that," you said, trying to hide your own embarrassment as you helped Kayn up from the floor. You had completely forgotten that the door had been open this whole time.

He nodded, still visibly flustered. "Nah, it’s fine. I didn't expect... them to... interrupt," he managed to get out, his voice slightly shaky.

You both stood there awkwardly for a moment, the air filled with the remnants of the interrupted moment. But then, a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you realized the absurdity of the situation.

"Well, that was... unexpected," you said with a laugh, breaking the tension.

Kayn chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, definitely not how I imagined this evening going."

You both shared a smile, the awkwardness slowly fading away. "Maybe we should... continue this another time?" Kayn suggested, trying to stay cool although his cheeks still flushed with pink.

You nodded in response, although you were not sure which part is he suggesting. "Yeah, I'd like that."

“Right…good,” he said. “Now, as for Ezreal…,” he grumbled as began to exit the room, clearly planning to give chase to his mischievous friend.

You couldn't help but laugh at the situation, enjoying the funny, chaotic dynamic between the members of the group. The memory of his touch on your cheek still lingered, as you smiled to yourself, before you realized that he hadn’t give your earphones back to you.

“…Oh, come on... Kayn, Wait! Come back here!”

#kayn x reader #heartsteel x reader #league of legends #heartsteel kayn #league of legends kayn #kayn x gn reader #league of legends x reader #heartsteel fluff #shieda kayn #kayn heartsteel #kayn league of legends #kayn lol

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milksuu · 2 months

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I LOVE UR WRITING!! u are carrying the heartsteel fanfiction community rn. but i have two words for you

submissive ezreal.

if you are willing i am begging for a fic 🙏

❥ prompt: Ezreal wants to always get his way. You're not letting that happen. ❥ content/warnings: nsfw (18+), mdni ❥ characters/pairings: Heartsteel!ezreal x gn!reader

an;; sorry if this isnt very long! kinda just a blurbo nsfw, lol. hope ez is sub enough ahhh <3

╰ Ezreal has always been the center of attention, basking in the light of his admirers. For a moment, he thought you weren't any different. And just like the rest of them, he would have you eating from the palm of his hand. Catering to his every whim and desire; all it ever took was a charming smile. He really did feel like royalty at times. At least, that's what you made him think for a while.

╰ It's all fun and games until the doors close and lights turn off. Then you have him quivering in your touch. Kissing, teasing, touching him until he can't stand it. Practically on his hands and knees, making him fall from grace. From prince to your prisoner. Begging, whining, pleading for you the two of you to have sex and for him to cum inside you. It's cute how delusional he always became.

╰ Only when he's practically in tears and sobbing do you take pity on the spoiled prince. You give him exactly what he deserves. And you get exactly what you want. He whimpers against your mouth. Fisting knots into your shirt. "Mnnh, no. Please, I don't wanna cum like this." You don't let him indulge in his own tantrum. You give a reprimanding squeeze to his cock, forcing his body to jerk. He moans loudly instead, muffled by your tongue lapping inside his mouth. It was one of the only ways you could make him stay quiet.

╰ You keep stroking him, over and over. Despite his whines. Despite his protests. And they're all empty pleas; he's practically shoving his cock through your hands, drenching himself in his own pre-cum. "No—C'mon. S-Seriously," he moans between your breathy kisses. His pitch trembling from how good he feels. "Please, just—just let me cum inside—" One final, overstimulating squeeze, and he ruts himself deeper in your touch. He breathes out one last oh fuck me, before he trembles, moans, and reaches his climax. He buries his flushing face in your neck as you keep milking him from base to tip. And you make sure his sticky load makes a gushing mess out of his stomach and chest.

╰ After you clean him up, he continues to whine about how 'totally unfair' you were being the entire time. You merely chuckle, kissing him lovingly across his soft jaw line. He's even cuter when he pouts. Not that you need to remind him. "Can't always get what you want, your highness." He puffs his cheeks and crosses his arm at the comment. "N-Not funny."

#league of legends #heartsteel #ezreal x reader #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel x reader #reader insert #x reader #gn reader #reqs open

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ccraccz · 5 months

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How about a request where the reader is a security guard at the movie setting where the boys were filming and instead of arresting the boys for trespassing they decide ro help them with shooting and offering the boys props.

BREAK IN RECORD

Characters: Hearsteel boys x GN!Reader

Implied male reader (reader can be seen as fit and not very bulky. They are taller than ezreal but shorter than k'sante and Sett. It says cleavage once, mostly because i have a slight obsession with man boobs, sorry not sorry) the characters are color coded, Alune is bold white (Looks like this)

You had been standing around, walking back and forth, sitting, crouching, counting tiles, all the sorts to keep you entertained in this job. Your partner had gone to the bathroom an hour ago, and you've begun thinking that he'd sunk into the toilet, but he's probably either sleeping or he ditched you.

So, in uncomfortable shoes and the mandatory clothing you're made to wear, you fiddle around with whatever you can that is not your phone or watch. Your phone, sadly, had died, and your watch kept the time for your sanity, so if you started to tweet with it, you wouldn't be able to keep track of time and that'd be horrible for you.

Though, your thought process was placed on pause when you heard some masculine voices and the padding of a pup walking around.

"This is a bad idea."

"Yeah, but it's gonna be great for this music video! We just have to check if there's any security around"

"I'd think it would be best to ask if we can use this place for recording.."

"But that's not funnnnn"

"It's logical so we don't get charged for breaking into a place we shouldn't be in!"

They sounded quite far away from you

'This would be fun,' you thought, thinking of ideas to entertain yourself in this boring setting.

You could totally scare them while they're recording or something. While thinking, you forgot that you were out in the open, though still in the dark.

Their dog, a cute Rottweiler, waltzed right up and leaned on your legs, getting his short fur drilled into the fibers of your uniform pants, not that you cared. You looked up from the dog to see a green haired boy, looking around as if lost.

"Ernest?! Ernest, where are you? We need you for this scene!"

He wasn't lost then. He just wanted to look for the dog.

Sadly, even though you wanted to have some fun and joke around with them, you couldn't. First, you didn't want to stress out the pup in your arms, and second, you were extremely tired.

You sighed and crouched down to the level of the dog, petting him before slotting one of your arms under his chest and the other around his hips before lifting him. You had expected him to wiggle around on your arms, but he surprisingly didn't, Ernest seemed to be very tame, or well trained, you guessed.

You walked out of the shadows, dog in arms, and walked towards the male from behind. You were quite a bit taller than him, his head most likely being around your shoulder or cleaveage.

"You looking for this pup?"

You asked, knowing that he forsure was looking for the dog in your arms. You just didn't know how you could approach him other than asking him something like that. Why did you ask that again?

The green haired boy jumped up higher than a cartoon cat and let out this ear piercing screech that your work partner most likely heard (from wherever he is). He teleported three times, once farther away from you, once behind you, and once in front of you with a shy smile.

You noticed that he really had one of the cutest smiles and wait. He can teleport?

You blinked once. Twice. Three times.

"You can teleport??" "WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM???"

"I asked you a question first?!"

"You're the one who scared me!!!"

"OH my fuckin- whatever. Not the weirdest thing I've seen. Anyways, are you looking for this dog?"

He looked at your arms, the dog he'd been srarching for was litterally asleep and just dangling from your strong arms. He blinked and chuckled before nodding.

"Ezreal!"

A rainbow of voices (see what I did there?) echoed down the hall with a few loud and quick thuds from behind you, making you turn around and the dog to wake up.

Placing down the pup, you grimaced at the need to explain to the group of men and lady because she's also running with them. This made you nervous.

This is not one of the reasons you wanted this job. Whatever.

---------------------timeskip---------------------

"We deeply apologize for breaking in and disturbing you,"

"We're really sorry, we will leave in a few, we just need to put the things we used to record away."

"There's no need to apologize. You guys didn't seem to know, and it's all completely understandable. Since you guys are done with recording, and I'm just about to leave to go home, I'll help out in picking things up!"

While speaking to the two, who introduced themselves as Yone and Alune, you watched as the boys played around with Ernest or sat around watching (Aphelios, Alune told you when she saw you looking at him. You really were just entraced by his hair color). They seemed like sibling to each other.

"There's no need to do that. We're the ones intruding in the space we're we shouldn't be"

"Nah, it's fine. I'm probably going to quit this job either way. My co-worker ditched me, and I don't get paid enough. Not only that, the boss is just rude in general."

"Whatever you say, but we wouldn't want to bother you with such.."

"Like I said, it's fine! Also, I would rather do something like this than walk around for 7 hours."

Walking away, Yone following you, and Alune telling the boys to start getting ready to move to the next location that Sett had planned out for all of them.

You helped Yone carry some of the heavy stuff before K'sante, with a gentle and kind smile, took it from both of your hands, like the strong man he is. Yone, kindly asked you if you would carefully carry some of the recording equipment and mics, and with a soft smile, you took some of the equipment and followed behind Aphelios outside the building where he shows you were their truck is.

They were parked behind your, now totaled, car. You were shocked and almost dropped the easily breakable equipment in your hands because of the sight.

Aphelios was no different. When he heard you gasp, he turned towards you and turned to see what you were looking at. From your eyes and body language, he could tell that the car that was in front of theirs was yours.

He grabbed the objects from your hands and placed them on the floor near the car before standing in disbelief. When they got here, Sett had parked well enough, that car was not fucked up when they arrived.

Just what happened?

Ezreal, Sett, and Alune were close behind, and they saw you both just standing there. Curious, they looked at each other before walking over to ask. Their reactions were exactly the same. They froze in place.

They knew who did it though.

Kayn and K'sante were next, but they didn't react as bad as the group did. Yone exited right after him, empty-handed and ready to go, but he really didn't expect to see the whole group looking as if they were ghosts.

That is before he saw the cause of such reactions.

"...KAYN!!"

That rage filled call-out shock all of you out of your stupor and made Aphelios crouch down, pick up the cameras and mics from the ground, and run towards their truck. Everyone, minus Alune, else did the same, minus Kayn and yourself.

After the long, loud, and embarrassing scolding that Kayn got from Yone, he was sent to the back of their truck, where he would hold the objects.

Yone apologized again and again and again, asking you how much you'd like to repay or buy a new car. Anything.

But you weren't as mad as you thought you'd be. Maybe it was because you were still on shock, or it was because you were bored of the car, or maybe it needed repairing. You don't know, but you just shrugged his offers off.

"Please, we have to repay this mess one way or another? How can we help? Don't you need a ride back home? I bet you're tired from work. Are you sure?"

"Actually.... Yone..."

"Yes?"

"I'd like to work with you guys"

That took Yone off guard. You must have gone insane! Your car, right in front of you, is completely destroyed, and here you're asking to work with them? After one person of their group literally just killed your source of transportation???

"You... want to work with us?? Like a dancer or singer? Or like an assistant manager??"

"I wouldn't mind either or actually. Though I would think being an assistant manager would be best"

Yone shakes his head in disbelief. You've truly gone insane. He sighs before reaching out his hand forwards, you instantly taking it in yours and shaking it.

"Welcome to Heartsteel [Name], we'll talk more about joining tomorrow"

"Also, Yone, I'll take you up on that ride"

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY LORD THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE LMAO!!!

So so sorry it took so long! School just started again so I have to get used to the rhythm of school days again.

I decided to write this in a different format because I wanted to try something new. Not only that, I tried to add a bit of everyone, but I really wasn't able to 😰😰.

Either way!!! I truly hope you enjoy this little goofy thing. Thank you so much for requesting lovely anon!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

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