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nagazmulagan · 5 months

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TOUCH AND FIGURE IT OUT. 🌊

...i see you even if i close my eyes,

i hear you even if i cover my ears...

lazy intimate times headcannons with some of the heartsteel members. part two for yone only is here.

— heartsteel yone, kayn, ezreal x reader (all separate), smut, suggestive, reader is afab, settled relationship, kinda kpop related activities but only kinda

an: i got so mad today because i was writing ezreal angst but i accidentally deleted it but i want to post soo baaaddd so i wrote this T__T

during the day, they're just handsome idols singing incredibly on stage. but sometimes, after a particularly hard day of working, or after not seeing their significant other for a long time all they want is to be next to you.

— praise kink, overstimulation, overall really soft. i can't portray him of being much of a sex freak, I'd say he's pretty vanilla

he always wants to be his best self - and that includes his work, etiquette and pleasuring you. he spends most of his time training. yone is always affectionate, and when he misses you - it's extreme. expect him to be glued to your neck, placing butterfly kisses down to your chest and back up. his hands also can't seem to stop the feather-like touches all over your body. he's definitely a pleasure dom – before he even gets to cum, you're gonna have to be at least a bit exhausted. he can be glued to your mound for hours and feast on you like a man dying of hunger, if it will mean you'll be entirely satisfied. and it gets him going, too. he just loves you too much, all he wants to do is for you to be feeling as good as he can make you. and expect him to praise you, too. after all, how else can you know how proud he is of you?

"yone", you moaned softly as you tugged on his hair a bit harder, making him finally pull out his tongue of your cunt. how many times did you come already? you couldn't even count. but he surely did. all you know is that you've been waiting for yone to come back home, and suddenly you ended up stripping on your shared bed. he pulled out so many orgasms out of you and he showed no signs of stopping. not that you minded.

"are we done yet, sweetheart?", yone looked at you, placing his chin on your lower tummy, and smiling in a teasing way, and you could just look at him with your fucked-out gaze. "c'mon, dove. i know you can handle one more. be a good girl and i will do whatever you want", he said, placing kisses down to your clit, when he started to attack it with some kitty licks. he's definitely going to overstimulate you, and you know that you are gonna love every second of it.

— hard dom, degradation kink, hair pulling, teasing

kayn and yone have one thing in common - and that is working extremely hard. he knows he's hot and just straight great at everything he'll do, but that doesn't stop him from doing even more, beyond the so-called borders of perfection. he almost everyday comes home late, there's no denying that; but he always knows how to make it up to you. just hint him that you're in the mood and he'll smirk, coming as close to you as possible and whispering dirty words of what he's gonna do with you. he expects you to obey everything he orders you to – as long as it is with your consent. he'll even mix praise with degrading words, just to feel you clench hard on his cock. and when it comes to hair pulling, he likes you to tug at his as hard, as he does to yours.

the whole room was filled with moans, groaning and sounds of skin slapping. kayn was taking you from behind, holding a fistful of your hair in his palm. "such a whore", he breathed, releasing a small laugh from his lips. "you're going to cum all on my dick, right?", kayn asked, not really expecting a reply. you were too busy moaning out his name and babbling words like 'faster', or 'harder', which he obviously heard and did just what you asked, but not before teasing you a bit.

"such a slut. can't even form a singular word properly", he whispered, slapping your skin, making you whimper once again. he grabbed your hair harshly and pulled your head up through it. "but it's okay. all you have really have to say is just my name", kayn said, placing a kiss on your hairline, just to let go of your hair and continue his antics, this time with a brutal, fast pace.

— sub, brat, masochism, degradation, brat taming

ezreal was a simple guy. he talks a lot, makes snide remarks, genuinely committed to being a brat. and his bedroom preferences aren't any different - he'll whimper and say something provocative, just enough for you to punish him. he'll call you mommy if he's extremely desperate, too. he just wants to be taken care of by you. but if you decide that he should be a good boy today and focus on bringing you pleasure, he'll be happy to do whatever you want him to - he has long, slim fingers and he doesn't really know what to do with them, so just tell him to put them inside of you and he will keep brushing over your g-spot. he could do all that on a regular basis, but he's a brat, so he will just put up a fight and wait for you to tame him.

"don't stop", he moaned as you sat on his dick, riding him as there's no tomorrow. "if i knew that remark about one of the hot girls from the staff would make you go so-", he didn't get to finish his sentence as you slapped him in the face, which just made him whimper. you continued to ride him until he was close - and then, you just stopped. he deserves to be punished, after all. how could he think that it was proper to bring another woman into the conversation, especially in the bed?

"no, please, i'm sorry, don't stop", he pleaded, looking into your eyes. he couldn't even stand up, as you've tied him to the bed - he was completely at your mercy. "you know you're the only one who i want on top of me, right?", ezreal breathed, desperate for you to continue what you were doing. he was right, and you knew it - so you just sighed and warned him, continuing to ride him into oblivion, and making a mental note to not let him have his way so easily next time.

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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Sett Marks You With His Teeth

Pairing: Sett x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, marking, biting, teasing, aftercare, possessiveness

A/N: One of the hottest guys on LoL, I will fight you on that fact.

"Hold still beautiful, this cum ain't gonna clean itself." Sett kissed up your trembling thighs from behind. He'd just pulled out and you thought that was it for tonight. Apparently not, he has a few more things he would like to do before turning in.

You wiggled against his strong grip, breath coming out short and fast, still drooling and head spinning from how hard you came moments before. "I could clean up. I don't want to keep you up longer then I need to." Another low whine left your lips when Sett's fangs sunk into the soft flesh of your thighs, right at the right ass cheek. "Sett…"

He grinned, ear flicking against your skin as he mirrored the bite perfectly. His rough tongue licked upwards, all the way to your pussy and moaned when you bucked against him, "As far I can see there are still things to do. You know I never like to leave things half-way done. You serviced me so well with your pussy tonight, taking in all of my seed to be marked by me. But I'm afraid that's not good enough. I want my marks to be visible to everyone."

Everyone who ever met Sett knew he was unstoppable once he set his mind on a goal. Right now biting every inch of your thighs was that goal and he excecuted it with perfection, each bite carefully placed to make you squirm more. His fangs didn't break too much skin, he didn't want to hurt you, not tonight, you haven't asked him this time. If you had it would have been easier to leave marks on you.

"Your cunt looks lonely, empty like that. Need me to fill it again?" You sighed and nodded against the bed, the emptiness seemingly getting more distracting now that he's pointed it out.

"Don't make me want it again. It's late." That has never stopped him before but he has a big fight tomorrow. Sett always loved having sex before a big fight and showing you off to his defeated opponent afterwards, not only winning the fight but your affections once again. With his marks there will be quite a bit to look at.

Sett's bit your right ass cheek hard, smirking against the effected skin, "I'll do what I want. If anyone has a problem with they can talk with their fists. I want to fuck you again, turn you around and mark you all over your pretty body. Doesn't that sound like a good night to have?" It would be the best night to have.

#league of legends x reader #sett x reader #lol x reader #league of legends imagine #sett imagine #lol imagine #league of legends smut #sett smut #lol smut #smutember 2023 #smut drabble #x female reader

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herbertpock3t · 22 days

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HELP I FORGOT I MADE THIS UHHHH

#regretevator wallter #regretevator #mannequin mark #art #animation #L cry about it Mark!!!!#lol imagine #imagine getting divorced

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limogifs · 5 months

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#teamcocksplosion

#lol imagine #wondering if no one has made a fic with that name #marie jordan #marie moreau #jordan li #gen v #ep4

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timetoeatthebread-blog · 6 months

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GUYS RIOT ADDED OFFICIAL CHARACTER PLAYLISTS FOR HEARTSTEEL

Links bellow:

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5UASJgCVdJlZFfudcrocMo?si=gpIJG_PaQ9yFU-7PMtXY2g (Ezreal)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/54T33n6UOpZSNcqwpL1kJv?si=VnjT5UdcQGqPEsUG7OaEHw (Aphelios)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4yVXWVOQadET6pbgRAfqA6?si=b6DpXPSoQqmPBa6Tx0ZSdA (Yone)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2ejbNAluOXMeooR4Ksi3IO?si=G1Wq1sXMTiGwoEh4warywA (K'sante)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/77KeSJfXEFGtmC3HVhP72u?si=Yvfoh2yyQAKK76sdJR_hyQ (Kayn)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6ckjesdUNo7MbHDLBvs5H7?si=Rc_2WhUiSGy-FZ8uk4vFqg (Sett)

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4sett · 14 days

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# SETT₊˚⊹ ᰔ 𝜗𝜚 — req by anon. pulling on sett's tail (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

As he sat there, distressed, a gentle tug on his tail brought unexpected pleasure, easing his discomfort. Each pull sparked a wave of relief, relaxing his muscles and calming his breath.

He groaned softly as a shiver ran through his body. "Oh god..." He muttered faintly, his breathing getting heavier with each passing minute. He groaned again, harder this time, and you could hear the slight twitch of his tail smacking against your gentle caresses. "Damn..." He groaned again, this time in a frustrated tone.

You could hear his deep, raspy breaths as they grew faster and heavier. He moaned again and again—each moan sounding more and more desperate.

Your soft snicker echoed gently in the room as you playfully increased the pressure on his tail, evoking a low, yet playful growl from him. His squinted eyes met yours, one eyebrow arching, a hint of mischief glinting within them. His tail continued its rhythmic twitching, each movement sending delightful waves of pleasure through his body.

Despite his gruff exterior, there was an undeniable charm to the way he responded to your teasing, a vulnerability peeking through the cracks of his tough facade.

"I've been a bad boy..." He groaned softly, his breathing getting faster and faster. He moved his hands up to your waist and pulled you closer, his body quivering with desire.

His body shuddered, muscles contracting and pulsing with each movement and every sound he made. His voice took on a more urgent and needy tone, wanting more and more. "Damn... I need you.." He groaned again, his voice growing hoarse with need.

"Mm..." he muttered, his breathing becoming harder and more rapid as he gripped you tightly and moaned softly, pressing himself against your body. He moved his hips slightly, as if grinding himself onto you more vigorously. "Mama.." he murmured, his moans becoming a little more desperate and needy-sounding.

He whimpers more and more loudly with each tug of your hand on his tail, the bundle of fluff flickering between your digits. He can't help but moan softly, though with every second the intensity of the moans increases.

He groaned one last time, the most desperate and needy-sounding yet, his movements becoming even faster as he gritted his teeth in pleasure and frustration.

The stupid mutt couldn't help himself from cumming in his pants, the white blobs seeping through the fabric.

Each embarrassed whine that escaped his lips reverberated in the room, echoing the overwhelming mix of shame and ecstasy that consumed him in that moment. The air seemed heavy with the weight of his embarrassment, the atmosphere thick with the aftermath of his uncontrollable orgasm.

"Fuck..." he groaned weakly, his voice sounding more like a hoarse whisper. He tried to sound tough, but his body was still trembling slightly. His tail twitched again, but this time in embarrassment. He couldn't believe how easily he had given in to your teases, how weak he was in your hands.

#͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏#league of legends x reader #sett x reader #lol x reader #league of legends imagine #sett imagine #lol imagine #league of legends smut #sett smut #lol smut #smut drabble #x female reader #sett lol #sett #x reader smut #lol #league of legends

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fict1onallyobsessed · 1 year

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I've had this idea on mi mind for a while, sevika x fem reader who's a piltie and it's engaged to someone she doesn't like because her parents forced her, she's in love with sevika so they decide to run away and live in zaun together.

Stupid Ideas and Arranged Marriages

Sevika x Reader

Your heart raced as you stared at the dress hanging off your dresser. You didn’t want to get married to him, but what choice did you have? Being a daughter to one of the richest people in Piltover came with its advantages, but you’d be stupid to think it wouldn’t drag along disadvantages. Having your parent pick a partner was one of those.

Tears pricked at your eyes, the thought of having to spend your life miserable with someone you hadn’t even met, probably just as entitled as your parents terrified you. The dress terrified you. Your own fucking reflection terrified you. You simply just didn’t want to.

“What your doing is stupid.”

Your head snapped towards the noise beside you, an unreadable expression upon Sevika’s face. She was always hard to read, but this time there was a hint of something you couldn’t quite place in her voice, something other than nonchalant sounds.

“You can’t be here. What if my parents see? How’d you even get in?”

She stared at you and sighed as you moved to the edge of your bed, your body facing hers this time. You sniffed and waited for her to say something, anything, but she just stayed put in her place with no response. Once you were done with the silence, slightly uncomfortable, you spoke up again.

“Besides, I don’t have a choice.”

She’s sighed again, rolling her eyes and slowly making her way over towards you. She sat on the spot next to you on the bed, and now your attempt to suppress your emotions proved futile as a sob escapes your mouth.

Sevika wasn’t good with emotions, but with you it was different. It was as if she was born and bred to be beside you all the time, comforting you when you needed it, god sake she’d stay up for weeks if it meant she could talk to you throughout the night. But instead you both had to settle on sneaking around Piltover and occasionally the Undercity to remain a secret. Your parents would literally kill you if they found out you loved someone from Zaun, taking Sevika with you too.

You leaned your head on her shoulder, silently crying at the thought of standing at that alter tomorrow morning. Her hand took hold of your own, thumb soothingly running across your knuckles. The silence now, filled with occasional sniffs from you, was more welcoming, more relaxing if you will.

“You do have a choice.”

She pulled away, one of her arms coming up to your jaw to force you to look at her. Who knew this brute of a woman had an ounce of tenderness in her body, but as she always said ; ‘it was only for you’

“Come Below with me. You don’t have to let them control your life. You’re worth more than that.”

She hates your family for putting you through this. She’d honestly curl you up into a ball and take you with her, if not then punish them for giving you a life you didn’t want. But that would only hurt you more, and the last thing she needed was to bring more pain into your life.

You smiled as you pressed your hand against the one that was cupping your cheek, leaning in closer to her delicate touch. She wiped your tear with her thumb, watching as your lips slowly turned into a small smirk.

“I don’t fit in, look at me. I’d just be a burden.” You sniffed.

She turned your body so you crossed your legs on the bed, completely facing her. Her body did the same, one of her legs still hanging off the edge of your bed. She needed you to focus on her words, so she cupped both your cheeks and lifted your head to look directly at her.

“You won’t be. I’d rather go to Zaun everyday protecting you from pieces of shit than lose you to a guy who’s never gonna treat you right.” Her eyes were wide, looking carefully into yours. “I want you to come with me. I’ll sit outside my fucking door if I have to every night if it’ll make you feel safer. I’d kill for you because I love you (Y/N).”

Your eyes scanned her features, and not a single one told you she was lying. Not that you thought she was, but because no one in the history of ever had seen Sevika so vulnerable. You loved her too, but you’d never actually thought you’d hear her say it to you.

“I’ve lost so much but I can’t lose you.”

A new set of tears filled your eyes, but this time it wasn’t because you were upset about wasting your life. Instead, it was because you’d felt as if your life had just about begun, with the comfort of your lover beside you every single day, not having to hide the two of you together. It felt refreshing, and not for a second did you doubt a word Sevika said.

You smiled at her with tears soaking your eyes and sat up, your hands wrapping around her neck to bring yourself close enough to kiss her. The kiss was soft as you climbed on top of her, straddling her thighs before sitting yourself down on her lap. The hands that previously cupped your face were now firmly holding your waist pulling you impossibly close.

There was nothing sexual about your actions in this case, the comfort you bought each other was enough for the two do you to melt, and being this close to each other, knowing you were the only one allowed to touch her like this, it felt good. And that was enough.

She eventually collapsed back into your bed, leaving you in full view as you straddled her legs, faces so closer to each other you were almost kissing again.

“I take that as a yes?” She smirked, smiling at you when you nodded your head joyfully. Within a second, you were in Sevika’s arms as she stood up, her legs leading you both to your bathroom. “Get anything you want to keep, we can go right now.”

You did as she said, only wanting to keep one thing you’d always carried since you were gifted it by your aunt, the only sane person in your family; a small silver necklace. You also wanted to write your parents a note saying they didn’t need to worry, and that you were safe, but that their actions were completely at fault. You didn’t want them to try and find you, or bring you back to the big house with everything you needed, because in your mind you already had the necessities, and that was simply Sevika being by your side.

THE END

#sevika series #sevika x oc #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika imagine #sevika x y/n #sevika #lol x reader #lol imagine #arcane lol #arcane imagine #arcane x reader #arcane x female reader #arcane x y/n #arcane x gender neutral reader #arcane x you #league of legends #league of legends x reader #league of legends imagine

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cinematicnomad · 2 months

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pov: you’re in a horror movie

1. create your own look here

2. find out what role you are here

tagged by @anthonymire 😊

tagging: @crazyassmurdererwall, @woodchoc-magnum, @tattooedsiren, @valleydean, @heathyr, @tripleaxeldiaz, and anyone else who wants to do this

#tagged in #lol imagine

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theflikchic · 2 years

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This is my masterpiece.

#silence of the lambs #i was gonna wait until i'd actually seen the film to make this meme #but it's been years and i couldn't wait any longer #lol imagine #they're the only three people in the car #jodie foster #anthony hopkins #ted levine #horror #memes by me #alignment chart #hannibal lecter #clarice starling #movie memes

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dsaf-confessions · 22 days

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i was trying to read dsaf fanfics last night for the first time but every single fic described dave and jack with hair and i JUST COULDNT BEAR TO READ IT I AAAAUUUHHHHGGGHHHH it hurts me mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually when they are described with hair im sorry but they are BALD ASS MOTHERFUCKERS THEY ARE BALD I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL -hooker fox

#dsaf confessions #dsaf #dayshift at freddy's #lol imagine #dave miller #jack kennedy #davesport #hooker foxy anon

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nagazmulagan · 6 months

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IN THE SHADOWS. 🌊

"14 years", he said

"i couldn't look into the sun".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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Hiiii!!!!! I've been seeing your posts since i started tumblr, they were awesome! And now i was like, why the fu- i dont follow them!? and here we are. ahem. Sooo there is a mind that hanging in my mind since these days.

The reader has smaller chest than other womans. (Not too small, like c cup). They are feeling sad about it, and asking Kayn (Leauge of Legends- Heartsteel!Kayn) like,

"Baby, are my breasts are...too small?"

I want to see his reaction! And it would be awesome if you could...end it with a smut!

Love ya', i love ur works!!! <3

(It's okay if you dont see this! And sorry for bad grammar, English is not my main language, i am still a leaner!)

Mood cause I'm on the smaller side too.

Pairing: Heartsteel!Kayn x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, insecurity, small breasts, kissing, reassurance, cum shot, nipple play

A/N: His eyes remind of Silco and I still don't know how to feel about that.

Doesn't really see where these insecurities are coming from, just cause some women have bigger tits doesn't mean they're better or sexier

Not to him anyway, he is with you isn't he, that should be enough to tell you he finds you plenty attractive

There's no part of you he would change even if he could and you can take that statement and put it in a vault

Odd that his words seem to have no effect on you this time around

If not then maybe his actions can make you see how he sees you, how sexy you are to him

All you need to do is let him show you

You may not have enough to give him a boobjob but he can still rub his hard cock against your soft breasts

And across your nipples too

Kayn smirks down at you as he grabs the base of his cock and presses the tip against one hard nipple to the other, feeling them harden under his cock

Pushes his cock between your breasts so you can have a chance to lick the tip, taste the cum he has for you

Just from your tits, he's already so close

Can't you see how much this simple act is turning him on, you're letting him use your breasts for his pleasure, however he wants and he couldn't be more pleased that you trust him with your body to this degree

As for where he chooses to come, well he thought that would be obvious

Right across your tits, it's why this whole thing started and it's where it will finish, where he will finish

#league of legends x reader #lol x reader #kayn x reader #league of legends imagine #lol imagine #kayn imagine #league of legends headcanon #lol headcanons #kayn headcanons #league of legends smut #lol smut #kayn smut #league of legends x you #lol x you #kayn x you #league of legends x female reader #lol x female reader #kayn x female reader #x female reader

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darkdevasofdestruction · 2 years

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Hi dear I hope you've been well this autumn 🍂!

Could I request some Yasuo (from League) comfort\fluff headcanons with fem reader? ♡♡

So far so good, darling! Hope you’re having a good time as well!

Yasuo is a bit freaked out when he first sees you upset - He genuinely thinks he did something wrong.

But once you explain to him the situation, he relaxes visibly and takes a deep breath, collecting his thoughts and thinks about how to comfort you.

First, he goes to make you a nice, soothing, hot tea and brings some snacks for you, to take the tension off.

Then, when you’re done, he pulls you into an embrace and strokes your hair, whispering sweet things into your ear, hoping it will calm you down a bit.

If you do manage to smile and relax a bit, he will ask you what it was that upset you, and see how the two of you can solve the problem - Together, because you’re going through this life together, and he will do anything in his power to make sure you’re doing well and that you’re happy.

Well, he can’t always do a lot, he’s still sort of a fugitive, but it still won’t stop him from trying everything in his power to bring even the moon and all the stars from the sky and put them in your hair, just to see you smiling - That’s how much he loves you.

He’ll give you lots of little kisses on your cheeks and will play the flute for you whenever you ask him - In fact, he’s very happy that you enjoy his songs.

During warmer times, would love to sit with you at the bottom of a tree, cuddled together, and read any book that you want.

He’s also an amazing listener and gives great advice, so any predicament you’re in - Together, you’ll get to the root of it and solve it.

#lol headcanons #lol x reader #lol imagine #lol #league of legends imagine #league of legends x reader #league of legends #league of legends headcanons #yasuo #yasuo x reader #yasuo imagine #yasuo headcanons

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lightning-bringer · 1 year

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Hi! How are you? Can I make a request? Viego x Ice Queen!Reader. Reader was once a Fire Queen, but because of the tragedy (you can come up with it yourself) she became angry, cold and cruel. Thank you very much!

Hi! I’m sorry this took so long, but I loved writing this, hope you like it too! (also just wanna say your requests are so creative it’s amazing)

Viego and Ice Queen!Reader imagine

Word count: 3.127

Tags: angst (nothing too dramatic but Viego is still madly in love with Isolde), melancholy, SFW, canon-compliant, implied sex,

Rate: Teen and Up

A/N: Though I didn’t write the sex scene because the request didn’t say anything about a SFW or NSFW preference, I would gladly write it and post separetly if anyone is interested because I did have some ideas lol. Also though I did write a very open end, I don’t plan for it to be a series or anything, unless someone requests something about it specifically

When the mist came, you weren't afraid.

You had heard of the Ruined King, and his powers were not enough to scare you. Your ice kingdom would stand, as it had through much worse catastrophes than a spoiled King without land or subjects.

The few servants and subjects you had left were ready to fight. They were also not afraid, for just like you, they had seen worse, and their hearts had been frozen alongside your land and power. When the messanger came with news of the Ruined King's approach, you knew there was nothing in your kingdom Viego could corrupt. You weren't sure there was anything left.

Your surprise was enourmos when the mist came... but the King was alone. The spectres were no match for your magic, the cold of your people's hurts a natural protection against the man's corruption. You didn't know if it was upon realizing that, that the mist drew back, reveling the Ruined King to you, in the middle of a white waste, no sign of cold upon the brutal wind, sword nowhere to be seen and arms raised.

Viego - was his name, he said - seemed surprised, but there was a small smile playing on his lips.

"Are you the ruler of this island?" He asked. Despite the unforgiving wind, his hair was still gorgeous, moving wildly without getting on his face, his green eyes shining unnaturaly with an otherworldly confidence. The hole on his chest was only mildly unsettling to you.

"I am the Queen of this land, and I don't take kindly to invasors." Your voice boomed around the land, shaking the ground. Your teeth were bared in a snarl, and the sight alone could terrify any mortal man.

Viego though, bowed, a deep one where his head lowered to the point his eyes didn't meet yours. He was clever, you could see, had the etiquette of someone who once was a King, but his posture was still of a spoiled man.

"I ask for your forgiveness, my Queen." You scoffed. Such petty use of a noble way to refer to you. You were not his Queen for he didn't belong in your lands. "I was wrong to believe I could simply pass through your kingdom like a barbarian, destroying everything on my way. I didn't expect to find such strong adversary."

"Is that how you've been passing Runeterra? Destroying everything in your way?"

"Yes."

There was no hesitancy, no backtracking. Viego stared at you, deep into your eyes, and there was such confidence and fire in them, like you hadn't seen in so long, that it took you by surprise.

"You see, my Queen, I have a goal. There's someone I need to find... there's nothing that'll stop me and I won't rest until I have her."

Upon seeing Viego's certainty and strength, you were interested. The winds subsided and your people stood back, as Viego was invited to your castle. There, as you had dinner in a cold, empty hall, Viego told you his story. Told the tale of his dead queen, of his desperate search for a cure for death, and his awakening to a very different world. As he spoke, you could see the fire in his eyes, the passion and anger burning through every single one of his words.

He said he wouldn't rest until he had Isolde back, and you believed him.

"Your powers." He said, later that night, as he was invited for tea with you. Viego was an interesting man, an interesting presence. It had been so longo, so long since you had been in the presence of anyone still warm inside. Anyone who still had a glow in their eyes and passion in their speech.

So you let Viego stay the night and rest, as he said he needed - though you absolutely doubted he needed it. You knew he could read nothing on your expression or answers, couldn't possibly know your interest to him, for it had been a while since your expressions got less and less prominent, and you looked directly at him as he spoke.

"Your powers are magnificent." He repeated. "And they could be the key for the sentinels to defeat me."

He had told you about the sentinels, "foolish ones trying to stop me and keep me away from Isolde", Viego had said during dinner. You raised a brow at his words.

"Is that a threat?" You asked, raising your tone, still not sure what to think of him.

"Or," He continued, swirling his tea, not having touched it during the night "they could be the key for me to win. To take them out of my way and find her."

Right then, a servant walked in. A young maiden, carrying a silver tray with a few tiny cakes in it. Her skin was translucent, her eyes purely white with no pupils or irises. She was as quiet as a mouse, steps making no sound on the marble floor, breath that didn't fan when out in the cold of the palace. Her movements were stiff and wrong.

But she was beautiful, beautiful as a child's doll, and Viego was staring at her in fascination as she took your tea-cup away.

"If you could make more people like that-"

"No." You cut him, the slight amount of anger you could still manage to feel bubbling inside of you. You looked away from Viego's insanely beautiful face, his green eyes boring into yours, eager. "I- I'm not capable of doing that anymore, and the issues of Runeterra don't interest me. My people have suffered enough."

He looked at you, and you feelt a little marveled at how his face was expressive. You had thought, during dinner, that only a man with too much emotions inside him could be driven to do the things he did. Only love and obsession in amounts unimaginable could gather the strength in a man to come back from the land of the dead.

Right then, you could see perfectly in the furrow of his brows the way his head was wroking, thinking, wondering. When he actually asked, the only thing that surprised you was how capable Viego was of sounding like the King he once had been, and not a nearly insane man driven by grief.

"I told you my story, Y/N" He had started to alternate between using your name and your title now, feeling some kind of intimacy with you "and although you have no obligation to tell me yours, I would like to know."

He leaned forward, just slightly, and you weren't even sure if he was aware he did it. You averted his eyes once again, taking a deep breath. You couldn't remember ever telling anyone about it. The people who you could tell, the people who would know...

"My people are old." You started, running your fingertips against the wood of your chair "Very old. The royal family comes from a long line of mages who control fire, and our power is drawn from within us and from others. From our deepest emotions, and it's strongest when we are kids. It takes years for us to get as strong as we were when we were only children."

You stopped then, looking up to see Viego staring intently at you. He was paying attention to every little word, drawing it in. You hold back a smile. It had been a while since you had someone who would willingly listen.

"The legends said we had godly blood in our veins, but we turned our back to Them. When a plague came over, we all started to believe it." You paused, only to take a deep breath "My people fell like fleas, Viego. They would die in one or two days, with horrible symptoms, horrible deaths. Then, came the natural disasters and the hunger. There was no more rain, crops couldn't grow, earthquakes happened... the adults were dying faster and in bigger numbers than the children, and their sorrow was out of control. Their emotions, their fire was everywhere. I thought I knew magic old and strong enough to stop it, to control it, to at least console them."

You didn't realize how much faster you began to talk. Your hands had the slightest tremble to them, and you squeezed them tight. Without saying a word, the Ruined King reached forward and grasped one of your hand.

Viego's skin was cold, nearly as cold as yours, but it was the act of touching you that surprised you, not the temperature of his flesh. His eyes were still bright and his face was still deep in thought, but he looked at you with confidence and fire, making you ache inside. The longer you stared at Viego's beautiful eyes, the more you saw the flame in him. The flame you once had. The flame you let burn out and turn into the cold of your empty heart.

"I didn't." You whispered "I didn't help them. That magic, that power was too much. There is not enough warmth in someone's heart to save an entire nation. Like a dying star I exploded, wiping so many of my people out... and the deathly cold spread from me afterwards."

You bit your tongue, and Viego squeezed your hand. He looked at you in wonder again, and it bares on unsettling to hold his gaze, so you looked at his white hair reflecting the bright fire lights, at the exposed skin of his flesh and the mist and shadows forever dancing around the hole in his chest.

That's a man you thought that knows what it means to put all your hope into something just to see it fall apart right before your eyes.

"Thank you for telling me, my Queen."

A wild thought crossed your head. His Queen was the dead queen, Isolde. You were not and would never be his Queen, and staring at his thin lips, you felt what could be sadness deep in your chest.

After that night, Viego didn't leave right away, and you didn't question him. You didn't realize how much you had missed company, company that wasn't frozen and puppets of ice. You showed Viego your current and mutated magic, something you have not been proud since it happened, but that you couldn't possibly not enjoy when he smiled as you showcase your strength. And Viego showed you how he controls the mist, and the spectres in them, and told you about people he knew, whose names are fleeting thoughts you soon forget. There was a Kalista, a Vladimir, someone called Thresh.

And he talked about Isolde sometimes, but it became rarer and rarer for him to say her name. It wasn't like his love and obsession were over, you knew, but you wanted to believe he found your company as enjoyable as the thought of his lover - or, though you didn't want to believe, he saw through your cold dead face exactly how much you enjoyed to have him around.

Which was strange per se, to enjoy something again. To wake up in the mornings and look forward to something, to have something swirling in your chest that wasn't anger or pure emptiness. Though that was dangerous, you knew; the thought of a possible second interest from Viego's part always in the back of your head, assuring your tone with him would never soften too much, your anger would never truly lay low. You didn't forget his comment on how your powerful could be decisive in his upcoming battle.

It was during a night not much different from the one you met, only several weeks apart, that the Ruined King opened up his hollow chest.

"You look so lovely tonight, my Queen." He smiled as you met for yet another evening of desserts and useless conversation. He stood in the balcony, clothes just a little bit more familiar to your land but not more modest.

You nodded, acknowledging the compliment but not giving him a reply, and Viego laughed. He had come to find amusement in your lack of reactions.

"May I ask" you said slowly "if there is a special occasion tonight that I'm not aware of?"

Viego smiled. He had asked you to meet him for tea at the balcony on his room (the room you allowed him to use, you reminded yourself) instead of the hall the tea was usually served. He was wearing nice clothes, and asked for you to do the same.

Despite not liking being told what to do, you were wearing your best dress.

"I think the time for me to leave has come."

Somehow, you knew that was it. You had a feeling deep in your gut, as you read books alongside him and exchanged tales and stories. And you always knew. You always knew Viego was going to leave, there was no reason for him to stay, no reason for him to abandon his mission, his journey, his Queen.

Even though you knew, you got angry. The frost started to spill from your fingertips to the tea-cup and railing they touched, quickly approaching Viegos hand, resting close to yours. He was still smiling, and with absolutely no fear, reached to grab your cold and currently freezing hand.

The frost stopped spreading and realizing that made you even angry.

"I like knowing that when I leave, you'll miss me." There was humor in his tone, and his fingers ran through the back of your hand. His eyes were shining particularly bright.

"My heart is incapable of such thing." You mumbled, staring right back at him. You wondered what Viego saw when he looked at your face. What with the way your eyes shone could possibly tell him when the only things you've been able to express for years were sorrow and anger.

He laughed, steeping forward. He was broader and taller than you, but you held your head high. You knew he was not trying to intimidate you, hadn't since he arrived and wouldn't start then, but the reflex was stronger than you. The instinct to fight and defend and respond was always at the back of your head, even if tended to be dormant around the Ruined King.

Viego was smiling when he lifted a finger to caress your chill cheek.

To feel your heart drumming against your chest once again was a wonder.

"That's not true, is it my Queen?" Viego's voice was silk, coming out in a whisper that smelled of camomile and honey. His finger traced your cheekbone, ran down to your cupids brow and lower lip and the intake of breath you took was louder than necessary.

You were sure your cheeks were reddening, but you would have liked to tell yourself it was out of anger rather than bashfulness. Viego slouched his hand gingerly against your entire cheek when he gave one last step forward, getting his body as close to yours as possible without directly touching you.

You felt angry. You wanted his touch. You didn't want him near you. You were suspicious still. You were infatuated. You were delighted your heart was hammering again and not out of rage. You were so sad.

"My heart has no flame left, Viego." You whispered numbly, reaching up to hold his shirt where hip met waist. Your fingers clenched and frost climbed upon Viego's clothes, possibly freezing his skin.

He didn't seen to care. He kept looking at you, smile fading slowly until his stare was curious, strong, trusting. He kept looking at you for what felt like an eternity and you looked back, gaze jumping from different points on his face, trying to understand, trying to see.

"That's not true, Y/N." He repeated, emphatically, and leaned forward until his lips were touching yours delicately. You sighed, your cold breath forming mist in the air as frost touched his lips, but he didn't care.

Viego pulled you close until your bodies touched and he sighed against your mouth, like there was nothing more delightful to him than the freezing of his skin done from you. You took a deep breath form your nose, feeling the way your heart beat and your body heated up. There was no warmth inside of you that could light you ablaze anymore, but Viego was right. It wasn't true that there was no flame in your heart.

The goosebumps every time his skin brushed against your proved that.

He kissed you passionate, the frost eventually retreating back into yourself like a rewind of time. Viego held your cheek, carefully but confidently, and his mouth was the warmest thing you felt in years. His hands, then roaming down to your waist, were not far behind.

"I don't think" you whispered, when you parted to breath, though doubting Viego needed the breath "I am the only one being untrue. I am not your Queen, Viego." You tried not to sound bitter, tried to hold onto the good things trying to come alight again in your chest, but it was stronger than you. It was your nature.

The Ruined King seemed only partially irritated at your comment, but soon his furrowed brows gave place to a smile. Slowly, maybe wondering if you would accept the gesture, Viego kissed your cheek. Then the corner of your lips. Your eyelid, when you closed your eyes, and your nose.

"Let me show you, Y/N." His voice was low, and there was a smile to it. His hands were caressing your waist, waiting, but with just a tinge of impatient to it. "I'll show that you are my Queen. Let me worship you like the royalty you are." You opened your eyes, meeting Viego's fiery green ones. "Let me show you everything you deserve."

You had no reason to say no.

The next morning, Viego left without much ceremony from either part. His spectral mist followed him, and he disappeared in the clouds of darkness, looking behind only once, but still leaving you to your cold island and colder subjects.

You felt less irritated or sad than you thought, and less numb than you imagined you would. Still, you kept your back straight, and your eyes looking ahead for much longer after he disappeared. You shed no tear, for even if was still so easy for you to cry, you wouldn't be the abandoned maiden, crying her despair alone in an ice castle.

The wind picked up with your determination, snowflakes falling from the sky and frost spreading from the places you touched. Viego would come back to you, with or without his rightful queen. He would be back eventually, and the good thing about the cold is that it was unrelenting and patient.

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