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#shieda kayn x reader
saey707 · 6 months
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some scenario where kayn's obsessed with f!reader's boobs, i beg you!!
✿ Prompt: Kayn loves your boobs ✿
♡ champion focus: kayn ♡ tw: nsfw ♡ Female reader
Author’s Note: Hello anon! Thanks for submitting such a bold request- I knew right off the bat I would have a lot of fun with this one to be honest lol ✩°。⋆⸜(˙ ꒳ ​˙ ) It's going to be quite NSFW so I hope you are prepared for this... Hope you enjoy! (๑>◡<๑)
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Kayn has always been biased about the part of you he loves. It wasn't to say that he didn't love your ass or your thighs, those were nice too... But god, he couldn't stop himself from loving your tits. Some would even say he's obsessed with them, given how many pictures there are out there of him staring at them.
He'll subconsciously stare at them, especially on days you choose to wear a tank top or that little black dress he loves so much on you. Hell, he loves anything you wear that gives him an open window to look down there!
Kayn adores the way they feel against his own chest! But he loves them even more when they're pressed against his face~ It's the only reason why he loves being the little spoon whenever you two cuddle: It's just an open invitation for him to fall asleep with his face buried in your boobs!
He mumbles sleepily when he's cuddled up to your chest. In fact, you caught him in recordings multiple times doing it~
"Can I have some of mommy's milkies~?" He mumbles with his eyes closed, smothering his face against the surface of your chest.
You love it whenever he does this, primarily because you know it's when he's at his most vulnerable! You'll even tangle your fingers through his pink and purple hair, pressing kisses to the top of his head to make him feel even more secure, "Of course you can, baby boy~"
Sometimes, Kayn will impulsively grope you. And he has absolutely no shame in doing it. If you're both in public, he'll try to make it discreet, but you can't always guarantee it.
The easiest way for him to give your tits a feel in public is by hugging you from behind. Nobody would possibly suspect he's feeling you up (and giving you a sign that he's just so fucking horny). "K-Kayn..!" You snap at him, the lovelorn man grinning and casually kissing your cheek. "If you act like that, then they'll really know what I'm doing to these huge fucking tits...~"
Loves sucking on your boobs during sex! If Kayn's not doing that, he's sure to squeeze them when he's pounding into you. In fact, it's the first place his hands go whenever he's about to fuck you against a wall! He knows that you're sensitive there and that either way, you'll make him put his hands there!
"If you want more, you're going to have to beg, kitten~"
When Kayn is super needy and can't wait any longer to get with you- especially when the band is on the road- he'll have you get down on your knees and take off your shirt in the restroom. He'll force you to press them together and use them to service himself, making you watch him get off to them.
"Agh fuck..." He groaned quietly, gripping your hair. "K-Kayn..." you managed to huff out, the rockstar chuckling lowly as he glimpsed down at you with half-lidded eyes. His complexion was a deep pink as he continued to push himself against you. It doesn't take long for him to release himself on your face and tits~
His FAVORITE place to come is on your chest!! It's almost like he's marking them for himself~ It's his way of claiming you as his!
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minnaci · 5 months
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SHIEDA KAYN | nsfw abc's — headcanons
contents: gender-neutral!reader, reader is implied to be kayn's partner, mentions of heavy/intense kinks, kayn is a lil slut (affectionate), some soft!kayn for the soul, top-leaning switch kayn, penetrative sex (reader receiving)
written with both heartsteel & canon kayn in mind! lemme slut out our collective boyfriend <3 nsfw alphabet hc prompts taken from @/the-coldest-goodbye. as always, thanks for reading! comments + rbs + asks always appreciated :3 stream paranoia!
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a (aftercare) — what are they like after sex?
kayn is surprisingly considerate— he's pretty good about matching his aftercare to whatever activity you've done. for a long night of hard sex, you might get a bath and cuddles. for a vanilla quickie, he might toss a snack at you, pull you into his lap, and rest his chin on your shoulder while he makes sure you eat it.
b (body part) — favorite body part of theirs? their partners?
kayn has a not-so-secret thing for your hips. it doesn't matter how big or small, how curvy or flat, just as long as he can get his hands on them and squeeze. on himself... well, he's worked hard for his abs. it'd be a shame if he didn't appreciate them fully! (in the rare, soft moments, he'll tell you he likes his hands. he likes the way they fit with yours)
c (cum) — what's up with the cum situation?
kayn loves using his own cum as lube. it's thick and creamy and sticky, and something about the way it drips from your skin makes his head spin. he also makes adjustments to his diet to make sure he tastes good because he's freaky like that (read: he absolutely licks his own cum off his fingers after he jerks off, and he relishes in the taste)
d (dirty secret) — what's their dirty little secret?
sometimes, when he's feeling particularly wretched, kayn will ask rhaast to take over his body and jerk him off. the combination of giving up control and rhaast's taunting, filthy praises makes him cum harder than anything he could do to himself.
e (experience) — how experienced are they?
kayn knows how sex works, but more importantly, he's well-versed in pleasure. he's perfectly capable of figuring out just what makes you tick (and what makes your brain melt out of your leaking hole). it's just a matter of how nice he's feeling.
f (favorite position) — what's their favorite position?
kayn absolutely loves doggy. there's just something about the way he can manhandle you, and mount you, hands spanning over your hips, pulling you back onto his cock, that makes him hopelessly aroused. the only downside is that he can't see your pretty face when you cum on his cock, but he's generally okay with that. after all, there's always next round.
g (goofy) — are they more serious? more humorous?
kayn tends to be a force of nature when it comes to fucking you. the only time he really laughs during sex is in disbelief of how good you feel, nice and warm and wet around his cock, or if he's being mean, he'll laugh at how needy and desperate you are. if you catch him in a good mood, though, he'll grin and engage in a bit of teasing banter while he does his best to make you lose your train of thought.
h (hair) — how well-groomed are they? do the carpets match the drapes?
kayn doesn't really shave, but he doesn't really need to— he's naturally got a bit less hair down there. he occasionally does a little trim, just to keep everything looking neat and enticing, including the tempting patch of hair that trails down his tummy. as for the color... the carpet matches the drapes, though he won't dye his pubes to match if he dyes his hair. he learned that lesson a while ago.
i (intimacy) — how romantic are they? how sensual?
it really depends. he has the capacity for romance— it's one of those fantasies that he keeps in a secret back corner of his mind, only to be pulled out when he's feeling at his weakest. he likes linking his fingers with yours. he loves kissing you while you cum. and if you specifically ask for something sweet and slow, he'll oblige (though not without making a little fuss about how he's big, bad, dark and powerful first)
j (jerk off) — masturbation headcanon
kayn is a huge supporter of jerking off. he proudly fails no nut november on november 1st every year. but it's not really his fault— his balls just feel so full and heavy if he doesn't cum at least once or twice a day. and it's no joke, either— the ache between his legs often becomes overwhelming, sending him stumbling to his bed to curl a rough palm around his length. even rhaast lets out a soft sigh of relief once the familiar pleasure starts to coil in kayn's gut. if you're not around to help him through it, what else can he do but fuck his fist?
k (kink) — what's a kink they have?
kayn's got a corruption kink a mile wide. he loves watching his partners go from put-together, well-adjusted members of society to needy, slutty little puddles of arousal. the higher they fly, the farther they have to fall, and kayn loves tugging you down just a little further into the depths of degeneracy.
l (location) — what's their favorite place to get it on?
he's not picky, but if you let him choose, kayn has nothing wrong with fucking in a bed— yours or his, it doesn't matter. of course, he's had his fair share of public sex, and he can't deny he loves the thrill of almost getting caught, but his possessive streak balks at the idea of someone else getting to hear all of your pretty little sounds. he likes to keep you to himself, desperate and debauched in his bed.
m (motivation) — what turns them on?
a slight breeze could turn him on. really. it's almost a little pathetic how easily he can get going, but what turns him on the easiest is you. it's the littlest things, really. the sliver of skin between your shirt and your pants when you reach up and stretch, the soft curl of your smile when he's done something sweet that surprised you— there are so many small things you do that drive him insane. and he's determined to make you accept the consequences.
n (no) — what turns them off?
kayn will try (almost) anything once, but he's not a huge fan of ageplay. he'll let you call him daddy, sure, but he's not a caretaker at heart.
o (oral) — giver or receiver? skill level?
kayn won't lie— he prefers receiving head over giving it. there's just something so gutwrenching about having a pretty little thing between his thighs, lips spread wide around his cock, glancing up at him with pleading, desperate eyes. but that's not to say he never gives head. just because he prefers to receive doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy giving head. in fact, he loves to return the favor. what he lacks in technique he makes up for in pure, filthy passion. he doesn't fuck you with his tongue as much as he makes out with your dripping hole.
p (pace) — fast and rough? slow and sensual? other?
kayn's got a penchant for those deep, overwhelming thrusts— the kind that make you feel like his cock is drilling straight up into your throat. most nights, he'll come in hard and fast, fucking you stupid with single-minded devotion. but on the rare occasion where he's patient enough to take his time with you, watch out. he'll take you apart slowly, methodically, until you're nothing more than a warm, pliant hole, begging for more.
q (quickie) — opinions on quickies?
kayn loves a good quickie, especially when he's got his heartrate up and pumping. he makes sure to make it good for you, too— in fact, he doesn't tell you, but he's got a mental tally of just how fast and how often he can make you cum (hint: it's very fast and very often). the one downside is that kayn is a little shit, so he sometimes makes a mess of you and, after helping you calm down with a quick cuddle and a few sweet, lazy kisses, he'll cackle and leave you to clean up the mess of cum he's left dripping between your thighs. it doesn't happen very often, though— most of the time, he'll kiss it all off your skin. can't have any going to waste, after all.
r (risk) — do they like to experiment? do they take risks?
again, kayn will try (almost) anything once. in the world of kinks, fetishes, and pleasure, there's very little he hasn't (or won't) try. as for risk... what's life without a little adrenaline rush every once in a while? he loves a good thrill, and the high is even better when he's balls-deep inside of you, letting the cocktail of hormones and pleasure overwhelm him as his cock paints your walls with spurt after spurt of thick, creamy seed
s (stamina) — how many rounds? how long do they last?
kayn's stamina is the stuff of legends. a league of legends, even (lol). his self-control is extremely impressive, and his love for overstimulation makes him the perfect candidate for marathon sex. he can go for hours, and his refractory period is surprisingly short. on the off chance that you manage to tire him out, rhaast is always waiting in the wings, burning with the desire to take you for himself.
t (toys) — sex toy headcanon
if you ask kayn, he'd say he isn't super into toys (he's lying). he has a solid collection of them. it's mostly fleshlights, back from the days before he met you, but he also has a more discretely hidden collection of anal toys, vibrators, and massagers that his prostate is intimately and lovingly familiar with. once he meets you, he'll expand his collection to include a few nice, thick dildos— perfect for filling any empty holes that he can't take with his cock.
u (unfair) — how much do they like to tease?
kayn's ability to tease is directly correlated with how pent up he is. when he's planned a scene with you or is coming in calm, he loves to tease. he likes getting a little condescending, letting his voice take on a smug, patronizing lilt while he turns you into a dripping puddle of need, denial, and aching desire. but when he's amped up and high on adrenaline, he needs you on his cock and he needs you immediately. there's no tease— only a feral, growling beast of a man, desperate to ravage you until you're as depraved as he is.
v (volume) — how loud are they? what sounds do they make?
kayn has absolutely no self-consciousness when it comes to being loud, and he is loud. he sounds good and he knows it— he's seen your pupils dilate when he lets a particularly obscene moan slip from his throat— and he's happy to let you hear exactly what you're doing to him. his sounds range from soft, needy moans to deep, animalistic growls. on rare occasion, when he lets you ride him, you can even draw a few trembling little whimpers from his lips as he bucks his hips up, searching for more, hotter, deeper.
w (wildcard) — random hc!
sometimes, kayn's control slips when he orgasms, and rhaast peeks through. luckily for everyone, rhaast is surprisingly weak to the pleasures of the mortal flesh. one rhaast is finished having his way with you, it's pretty easy for kayn to take control again, leaving rhaast's consciousness to soak in the afterglow.
x (x-ray) — what's going on under their clothes?
kayn's not obscenely big, though he might claim otherwise. he's actually pretty average when he's hard— around 5.5 inches (14cm), but he's veiny and thick. his cock is unfairly pretty, especially when his slit drools out pearly little drops of pre-cum. when it's inside of you, it feels so heavy and hot and good that it's more than enough to keep you coming back for more. his balls are always full and always heavy, and if he lets you edge him a few times, his head goes from a deep, dusty pink to a pretty purple.
y (yearning) — how's their sex drive?
his sex drive is insane. if he's not working himself up, then rhaast is behind the scenes, whispering filthy demands in kayn's subconscious. if he were any less disciplined, he'd waste his days away, jerking himself off until you were available for him to play with. as it is, he still cums at least twice a day— once in the morning before he gets out of bed, and once at night before he goes to sleep. otherwise, his poor cock throbs with the lack of attention, and his balls get all swollen and achy, and he can't focus or relax until he's emptied himself into his fist, or, if you're around, into a warm, willing hole.
z (zzz) — how quickly do they fall asleep after?
it takes kayn a while to come down from his post-coital high. even after he's done with aftercare (both for himself and for you) and you're both sated and comfortable, he sometimes finds it hard to calm down completely. he likes to burn off that extra energy by pulling you into a slow, sensual make out session, which usually ends up with you mouthing sleepily at his neck while you both drift off to sleep.
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ioniansunsets · 6 months
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I JUST FOUND YOUR BLOG AND OMG
hey imma need that confession Heartsteel Kayn moment yannoooo… fr all I’ve been thinking about 😳😳😳
✖ Heartsteel!Kayn Confessing ✖
✖ Word Count: 1.2k
✖ Tags: Awkward Confessions
✖ A/N: Reader here is just someone who works at his studio! He met you as Heartsteel slowly begun to start out and get ready for debut. Also writing this with that one ask about him writing a song about this exact moment in mind. Heehee!
I was reading some fanfics on my side and got filled with so much adrenaline and emotions I spat this out. I got very very very carried away writing this. I hope its not too OOC. Thank you for asking for this, I couldn't stop thinking about writing it.
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It sucked. It fucking sucked. The way his heart raced when you were near.
The loud thumping against his chest. He hated it.
He hated how vulnerably and un-badass it made him feel. How the high he got from you rivaled that of the stage.
How your voice played over and over in his mind more than any melody he knew. How your laughter made his knees weak. It made Him. Weak!
He hated. He loathed. He grunts in frustration as he rocks out hard on his guitar. Fingers picking at the strings, a sick solo riff but it was for no one but himself.
Oh, how he did arguably stupider things than usual when he saw you watching. Showing off to you he jumped off a stage once. Which is not too far off from usual but it was to no audience! It was during a practice run! He did it just to flex to you that he was cool! Fucking embarrassing to remember but he did! All because you were standing nearby! How could you do such a thing to him!
The absolute frustration he was filled with. Not pent up rage, not a craving for violence and destruction, but affection? Undeniable. Overflowing. Drowning and choking him. Affection!
He finally threw his guitar on the ground. Breathing heavy. Hands running through his hair to push away the hair that has fell to his face in his little jam session. Hands wiping away the sweat. No matter how long he played, how fast his fingers pressed the strings, how frantically he strummed away. How he still played, chipping his painted nails when he slips up and drops his pick. The loud music of his electric guitar couldn't drown out the high BPM beat of his heart going off in his ears. The mental image of you smiling and waving at him every time he shows up. The tingle in his fingertips imagining himself holding you.
Swallowing hard, he storms out of the studio. He was at his fucking limit and refused to deal with this flip flop of emotions any longer. A cold shower. He calms down. Tomorrow. At the studio when he goes in to record. He'll find you then. He'll go early before the rest of the band gets there. He'll get this done and over with. Enough hours were spent being a mess about you. He was going to get this done! Tossing and turning in bed for hours he finally falls asleep. Tomorrow, he'll confess.
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The next day came soon enough. Making sure he looked good, makeup on, hair styled nicely, a sexy ass outfit with his deliciously sculpted abs out. Not the usual for when he goes to the studio but if he was going to be confessing? Perfect. Yes he was perfect in his own eyes but still, his heart raced. Small whispers of Rhaast in his mind, telling him they might reject him, that he was someone that needed nobody, he shouldn't go up to them and say anything, the frustration was so good for his music! But still, he walked on. Boots hitting the floor at the same pace of his rapidly beating heart as he walks up to you. You heard him before you saw him, the thump of his boots echoing closer and closer.
" Hey!"
He cringes internally, the hell was that greeting. Hey? Just hey?! He smiles. Cocky as usual. Face never betraying his emotions, yeah he was cool like that. The shaking of his hands held back as he puts them in his pockets. Its alright, he looked cool. Just like that, hands in his pockets fiddling with his phone as he leans against the wall to talk to you.
" Can I talk to you a bit before I go and record stuff?"
Oh gods you smiled and nodded. His heart fluttered. His expression, involuntary, visibly lighting up. The way your smile just made him smile so bright back. He takes a deep breath.
" I uh...I love you."
He spat it out. It wasn't cool. It wasn't sexy. It was a choked out confession. Heart racing, palms now sweaty in his pockets, still shaking. Hells, shaking More now. His breath heavy as he tries to keep the anxiety at bay. A feeling of stage fright he never felt before. Suddenly hitting him. You look at him, face slowly getting more flushed as you process the sudden confession.
" I hate it but I've fallen head over heels for you. I'm a fucking wreck. You ruin me."
Kayn runs his hands through his hair, a habit to calm himself down. His eyes closed as he takes a deep breath before continuing.
" You genuinely make my time here at the studio fun, your presence is chaotic and calming at the same time. I want to be with you. I want us to be a thing. You already know me, you've seen the me on stage during practice, off stage when I record lines, you've seen Rhaast go all out and you still choose to be around me. I want you more than anything I've ever wanted."
He looks at you now, a calm stare. Lips pursed in a tight line. Swallowing hard. His nerves somehow finding solace in letting out all his feelings that were pent up over the month or two since you got to know each other. You laugh, gods your laugh. He's giddy. You tell him you love him too. He smiles.
A pause as he suddenly stands up straight. You tell him you love him too?
" Wait haha what? Really?"
He was amazing of course you'd say yes but still, there was that tiny part of him that was worried. You liked him back? You Love him? The amazing you! The you that shone like a sun in his frustrating days of endless work as a rockstar. You! He was fucking Elated. Arms immediately around you, a tight hug as he lets out a sigh. Breath he didn't even realize he was holding until now. His arms still shaking a little as he held you.
" Can I kiss you. Right now? I-"
Kayn doesn't even finish his sentence, the moment you nod his lips are on yours, passionate. Hands threading through your hair as he holds your head gently. Holding you against him. His free hand around your waist, supporting you as much as he was supporting himself from falling apart at your touch. How he loved you, the smell of your hair so close to him now, the taste of your lips on his, the feeling of your soft delectable lips on his. How warm you were in his hands, how faint your breath on his face. He was in love. He was in Love.
As he pulls apart. He takes another deep breath. The way you left him literally breathless. Fuck. This was an excitement he never felt before. Never has a kiss left him feeling so...good? Never has a hug left him literally shaking with excitement. You were special and now you were his.
" You're so fucking perfect you know that?"
He laughs shakily. A hand rising, trembling as he lightly touches his lips. Still in disbelief. He loves you. Undeniably. Overwhelmingly. The storm of emotions he held for the past, who knows how long, now a summer breeze filling his chest with a warmth he doesn't remember ever feeling. He loves you.
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okkalo · 5 months
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heartsteel kayn x reader headcanons
genre: fluff
didn’t write much for rhaast since i don’t fully understand him in the heartsteel universe :/ hope you enjoy anyways <3
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- he stupidly acts as if he’s in his teenage phase 24/7
- so i hope you’re ready for that <3
- i can see him digging more bad type (will have tease-offs or mock-offs with you) but i can also see him digging innocent type (he acts like your the dumbest thing on the planet but he’s head-over-heels for you [it makes him feel like your strong boy savior])
- i see him being more quality time than anything
- he likes physical touch but he doesn’t like initiating (he doesn’t want u to think he likes u as much as he does😕)
- but i can see him constantly inviting you over or going to you just to hang out
- you two see a lovey-dovey couple on the street and he will start gagging
- if the couple hears it, (they probably will; he doesn’t care if they hear) you’ll probably have to apologize.
- acts the same way if you say or do something mushy
- headcanon that he’s ruined multiple intimate moments bc he’s stupid and he started fake gagging
- punch him, please <3
- i’m mixed on his pda
- i feel like he would nonchalantly throw an arm around your shoulders to redirect or lead you somewhere (it’s very short)
- maybe even absentmindedly put his hand on your thigh while at a restaurant
- but nothing else
- i can’t see him being a hand holder. not for a second.
- unless you’re the innocent type and you pout for it
- but he’ll complain like no other (huge groan, throws his head back with a roll of his eyes before shoving his hand out for you to hold)
- i feel like he would give cute hugs though :(
- like if you’re feeling stressed or something really bad happened to you he would pull you in to a strong yet gentle hug
- wouldn’t complain, wouldn’t roll his eyes, wouldn’t even sigh!
- just a silent hug
- would maybe mumble things on your shoulder but that would be it
- rants to you daily about miscellaneous things in his life (yone, mostly)
- if he starts complaining about chores please side with momma yone (i love yone too much, but it also makes kayn more susceptible to actually following the chore chart)
- he’s the type that when you’re walking he will come behind you and jab the back of your knee with his foot to make you fall
- doesn’t care if you’re his partner; he just does it.
- ezreal and aphelios have both come up to you to try to get you to help them with pranking kayn (say yes; let kayn get his well-deserved karma)
- if he’s had a really bad day he’ll tell you to come over just to plop on top of you in bed and CUDDLE (i’m a sfw blog, i promise)
- instructs you to run your fingers through his hair (his favorite thing you do)
- pro tip: tease him when he’s like that; it’s another form of well-deserved karma
- JUST REALIZED I HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT RHAAST
- tbh i don’t really understand how the whole rhaast thing works in heartsteel au
- but rhaast is also more of a fan of the bad type and he’ll make that loud and clear to kayn
- if you’re the innocent type it’ll take him time to get used to you
- he will get protective over you after due-time though (kayn has to tell him to shut up because rhaast just keeps talking about you)
- god forbid someone say something bad about you
- they’ll have both rhaast and kayn to worry about; rhaast will gladly take the lead <3
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unedited. thanks for reading!
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liliesinrequiem · 6 months
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A/N: Have y'all heard 'Paranoia' yet? It's very good! I've been keeping it on repeat. Since the release of the song, I decided to post something LoL related. The motivation came back quite rapidly. I hope that y'all enjoy.
Pairing: Shieda Kayn x Reader
Summary: Kayn has grown sick and tired of having to protect you, Zed's child, and denies enjoying his job as a bodyguard.
CW: None
You walked through the path, ignoring the bodies that laid on it. Kayn didn’t fail to see the small smile on your face as he lowered his weapon. None of them had put up enough of a fight. “You seem to enjoy this,” he said. You remained quiet as you turned to look at him. That permanent smile was something that he wanted to wipe off your face. But he supposed that Zed’s orders hadn’t included that. It was just “get (Y/N) to the location safely and back.” 
“It’s an easy job.” Sure, it was. It would be easy if he had sent anyone but you. You were a bane to his existence at every turn. Kayn couldn’t simply do as he pleased with you at his side. Yoru safety took priority over everything else. 
“What do you mean?” you innocently asked him. His eyes trailed down to the dagger that hung from your hip. It wasn’t purely decoration. His Master hadn’t randomly gifted you a dagger. He knew that you could use it and that you could use it well. Yet, you always left it hanging by your side whenever Kayn traveled with you.
“You pretend to be weak,” he said. “(Y/N) is a weakling,” muttered Rhaast. Kayn’s eye twitched. Now wasn’t the time for the weapon to choose and talk. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with Rhaast being a nuisance. 
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said calmly as you turned around to keep walking. Kayn picked up the pace to walk next to you. “I don’t fight, Kayn. You do. It’s really as simple as that. Do you really want little ol’ me getting hurt when I can barely swing a dagger? What would my father say?” Your words made his jaw clench. You loved playing the ‘father’ card with him. 
“I’m sure that you’d never let something get that far,” he answered. In a real situation that called for it, he believed that you could do some damage with the dagger.
“You’re right, I suppose,” you said. He felt an ounce of satisfaction to hear you admit that you were smarter than you let on. “But I guess that I’d just ask you to deal with it since I never go anywhere without you trailing behind me.” The satisfaction died as quickly as it came and your smile was as wide as ever.
“What if I left you on your own when you went on missions?” he asked. He wondered if you ever considered how easy it would be to just abandon you. If you knew how he could just slip into the shadows and leave you to fend for yourself. He’d considered it more heavily today considering how you’d been pushing his buttons all day. You hadn’t lifted a single finger at all. Even as you nearly got hurt, you’d simply stepped to the side and let him create all the carnage. You were entirely at his mercy at all times because of the act you put on. The smile on your face faded and once more, his satisfaction returned. You slowed down a little as you thought. 
“Oh, then I wouldn’t be able to go anywhere,” you answered. Kayn would never admit it, but the answer filled him with gratification. You were reliant on him. You needed him to be able to travel and do things on ‘your own’. Without him, Zed would never let you leave. You then shrugged and the smile returned. “For a while, at least. I suppose I’d have to ask Father to find someone else to guard me.” Though you said it so sweetly, he knew that your words were honest to an extent. You were willing to do anything to annoy him.
“You wouldn’t,” he said. You looked at him. The malice in your smile was new. He could see the idea becoming more real by the minute. 
“Who says, Kayn? I’m sure that if I said that I needed a new bodyguard, a whole line would form of other men that have been waiting for the day that you choose to leave this post and replace you,” you taunted. He could already see the line of men just waiting to pounce on the chance of spending time with you. He was aware that so many of them were counting on the day that he’d given up on escorting you. The thought was revolting. “Besides, I don’t know why you act like you don’t enjoy this.” 
“You’re annoying, (Y/N).” He hated that you were right. He did enjoy it to a degree. Every time that the two of you went anywhere, there was a high chance that you’d encounter some form of danger that let him swing his weapon around. You gave him free reign in that matter and look at him, complaining about it.
“There’s no need to hide, Kayn. I know that you love my helplessness in battle. You love being able to swing around that talking weapon of yours,” you said. 
“I don’t enjoy it,” he said. He had to salvage some degree of dignity.
“Too bad,” you said. “You’ve always been my favorite bodyguard. But if you truly hate this job so much, I’ll ask Father to find someone new to travel with me.” Kayn stopped walking, but you kept going. Your audacity knew no bounds to the extent of feeling so sure to threaten him with something like that. To prevent you from walking away, Kayn grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. Both of your faces were so close that your noses could touch. 
“Do you really think your threats scare me?” he asked. “You need me more than you think. Anyone else would leave you in constant danger. I’m the only bodyguard worth having.” He got more frustrated. Did you not realize what he was capable of? He was better than the others. Zed would never give the job to anyone else. You seemed so pleased with his words that he realized that he’d fallen into your trap. 
“So you do admit to enjoying this job,” you said. He abruptly let go of you. “I always knew you did, Kayn.” 
You kept walking ahead and left him behind as he mulled over your words. How was it that you always got the upperhand over him?“Maybe if you worried less about your favorite,” said Rhaast. “We’d get more done.” 
“Shut up, Rhaast,” he said.
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redtsundere-writes · 5 months
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Out Of My League | Kayn Shieda / Rhaast
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heartsteel!kayn shieda / Rhaast x f!reader
Part 3: Skillcurve.
Part 1. Part 2. Part 4.
Sypnosis: A chronically online girl goes bowling with Heartsteel and ¿her boyfriend? Contents: fluff. Friends to lovers. A couple of dumbasses. Flirting. PDA. Word Count: 2876 words. Author's Note: I really like writing about Kayn cause I´m kinning so hard, I don't know it's bad or good. Requested by: @lovewhatsnotreal
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After Kayn satisfied his need to kiss you until sucking your soul out, both returned to the auditorium holding hands. The Heartsteel members quickly realized what had happened once they noticed the pale red hickey on your neck. They were a bit surprised to find out what you were willing to do at school but they were still happy for you two. Yone was proud of you for achieving your goal, but he was disappointed in your indecency. 
Your love for each other was as young as the night and it was barely starting. While you were aware of Kayn's rebellious and reckless personality, you were unaware that his driving mirrored those traits. On the way to the bowling alley, he had run 5 red lights, 7 stop signs and almost ran over a woman. The entire ride you spent praying and holding on to your seat belt as if your life depended on it. Let me correct that, your life DID depend on it. 
Everyone had arrived at the bowling alley, including the captain of the volleyball team who didn’t want to leave Yone's side. “It seems that Kayn wasn't lying,” you thought, relieved when you saw how the girl forcibly hugged Yone's arm but he was just shooting disapproving glances at her. Ezreal was excited to finally be able to rest after weeks of rehearsals leading up to the talent show. K'Sante and Sett were arguing about who was going to have the highest score at bowling while Aphelios just listened to them even though he knew who was going to win: Him.
While Yone and Aphelios paid for the hours everyone would be playing, the others ordered snacks and drinks stupidly in the restaurant bar of the place. 
"I want some nachos with extra cheese, extra beef and… extra everything!" Kayn asked excitedly. He hadn't eaten all day because he had forgotten to do so out of jealousy. 
"What do you want, beautiful?" He asked you before snaking his arm around your waist. 
"I’m good," you said shyly.
You really didn't have much of an appetite being surrounded by strangers. You weren't afraid of the people you didn’t know because you knew, for what you had heard from Kayn and Yone, that they are good people. Yet, you couldn't shake the shame away. You had to know them better to be able to trust them. 
"And chicken nuggets!" Kayn shouted so that the cashier could include that in the order. 
Everyone got their shoes. Sett helped Aphelios tie his shoelaces like the prince he is. The captain, seeing this, asked Yone to do the same but he flatly refused. Having his shoes on, Ezreal began to dance to check that they were tied properly. You and Kayn just watched him and laughed at him because he looked funny. 
Everyone was playing in their respective turns. You asked to be the last because you had never played in your life. Not having many friends, you had not had the opportunity to do things that other kids your age usually do for fun, such as going to karaoke, going to the arcade, or skipping class. Your life used to consist of playing League, practicing your guitar skills, and aimlessly surfing the vast web. Maybe that would change now that Kayn was your boyfriend... only if he asked you.
Even though Kayn confessed and kissed you, you didn't know exactly what he wanted from you. Did he want you to be his girlfriend, his lover, his friend with benefits or was this just going to be a situationship? You wanted to ask him where you stood with him but this wasn't the right time. 
"You may be better than me at playing League but you won’t beat me in this," Kayn said with a proud smile. 
Kayn is very competitive. He loves to compete and that is why he usually turns everything into a competition. Even the most ridiculous thing can become a competition if he puts his mind to it: seeing who can fold a burrito the fastest or who can stay awake the longest.
You rolled your eyes at his statement but didn't look away to watch how you were supposed to play, since you didn't have the slightest idea what you were supposed to do. Kayn took one of the heavier balls, stood in front of the throwing line, swung the bowling ball back to create momentum, and then threw it so that it glided fluidly down the lane. The ball knocked out all the pins with one shot. Strike. 
"HOT DAMN!" Kayn exclaimed, showing off his satisfying shot. 
“Oh wow, it's Faker” you thought. Aphelios indicated with his finger that it was your turn, so you approached the throwing line. Kayn smiled at you as you approached him to exchange turns. 
"You got it, cutie." He said before spanking you. The colors rushed to your face instantly. 
"Hey!" You barked embarrassed. He just stuck his tongue out at you and scooted away to watch you throw.
You took a deep breath to ignore what Kayn had done. You approached the bowling balls station. The balls came in various sizes and colors. You decided to take one just because it was your favorite color and stood in front of the line again. You replayed in your mind how Kayn had launched his shot and tried to imitate it as best as possible with the best aim. Your ball ended up deflecting into the left channel. 
Kayn poke fun at your missed shot as you blushed. You felt like a humiliated tomato. You went back to the ball station to grab another one. You took a deep breath and tried again but the ball fell back into the same channel. You dropped your head in surrender as Kayn laughed harder. Aphelios came over to smack the back of his head for mocking while Sett approached you. 
"You don't know how to play, do you?" Sett asked empathetically. 
"It's the first time I play," you declared embarrassed. Kayn stopped laughing upon hearing that. Now he felt bad for making fun of a rookie. 
"Don't worry, I can teach you," Sett offered. He had done it partly out of kindness and because Aphelios asked him via chat. Kayn did not hesitate to interject. 
"I'm better at playing, I think I can teach my girlfriend," Kayn reproached the big man. 
You frowned at the title he gave you. Not because you didn't want to be his girlfriend, but because he hadn't asked you. Maybe you weren't good at reading social parameters but you knew that those kinds of things are asked. At least now you knew what Kayn wanted from you. You decided to get revenge for making fun of you. 
"Girlfriend? Where?" you asked while pretending to look for an imaginary person on the horizon. Kayn was now frowning at you, an expression that made Sett chuckle. 
"I'm talking about you, dummy," he scolded. You stopped, pretending not to understand. 
"Me? I don't remember you asking me," you said while inspecting your nails as if you didn't care. Kayn ground his teeth in frustration. 
"You're mine, I made that hickey," he reproached, pointing at your neck. 
"This? A friend did it to me," you said with an evil smile. Sett burst into laughter. 
"Go fight somewhere else, it's my turn." K'Sante said as he approached you. You gave Kayn a wink to indicate that you were just joking, to which he just shook his head, drawing away from the fact that you were playing with his little heart. You both returned to your seats to wait for the next turn. 
The food arrived minutes later. Ezreal had ordered a little of everything but encouraged everyone to grab from his plate. K'Sante and Sett ate wings as if they had never eaten a bite in their entire lives. Kayn's nachos looked monstrous but appetizing. While he ate, he struck down anyone who even thought of grabbing his food. You were obviously the only exception but you only ate one to try them out and covered your mouth while you did so in shame. 
"Who ordered the nuggets?" asked Yone, who was distributing the food. Kayn, having his mouth full of cheese and meat, only pointed to you so Yone would give them to you. 
"I didn't order this," You told him confusedly as you looked at the nuggets in a plastic basket. Kayn swallowed what was in his mouth to answer you. 
"I ordered them for you," he answered before taking a mouthful of nachos. You were surprised to hear that.
"I know you love nuggets and that you don’t like eating in public, but you must eat," he said, encouraging to eat without feeling embarrassed. You smiled to yourself seeing that he knew you so well and cared about you. You decided to eat the nuggets because he was right, they were your favorite. 
"Strike, baby!" Kayn shouted as the ball knocked down all the pine trees in his next turn. You approached him to follow the turn pattern. 
"I'm going to teach you, so pay attention," he asked as he examined the weights on the balls. 
She picked up a  bowling ball number 10, a ball for the average weight of an adult woman. He gave you the ball to hold and then pulled you towards him so that your back was against his chest. This way you could imitate his movements precisely. His slippery fingers grabbed your wrist and with his other hand he adjusted your back to make sure your posture was straight. 
You blushed as you felt his warm breath tickling your ear. It was the first time you were so close to him with several people watching you around. You swallowed to calm your nerves. 
"Do you see the marks on the floor of the track? Focus on those, not the pines," Kayn explained patiently. You nodded, signaling that you had understood his indication. 
"Good girl, now just follow me," he asked.
He forced you to move your arm and legs back to create momentum. They then walked forward while you swung your arm in the same direction to shoot. As he had promised, the ball hit the second row of pine trees and caused them all to fall in a domino effect. You smiled when you saw the result. 
"I made a strike!" You exclaimed happily as you raised your arms in victory. Kayn smiled at you seeing you so excited and imitated you in celebration. 
"Thank you. I teach on Thursdays," he said with a mischievous smile. 
"How much is it for private lessons?" you asked, playing along. 
"Just a couple of kisses," He purred before pulling you by the waist and kissing your smile. He gently held your chin as he guided you to paradise with his lips. 
"Get a room! There are people who did come to play!" Ezreal scolded before throwing an empty soda can at Kayn's head. The pink-haired boy turned to glare at him. You just laughed, blushing. 
"Thank you for inviting me," you thanked the members of Heartsteel once they were ready to go home.
Ezreal said it was a pleasure and all the boys said goodbye to you. Yone advised you to call him if Kayn ended up being detained by the police before heading to his car with the captain. Your date took you by the hand back to the car so he could take you home “safe and sound.”  
They got into the car and you melted into the seat from the exhaustion caused by social interactions. Kayn massaged your shoulder from the driver's seat and told you that you did a good job. You smiled weakly at the compliment. You had really had a good time, you just weren't used to having so many people around you. 
Kayn turned on the car's interior lights and reached for something in the back seat. You looked at him confused. He brought a makeup bag with him as soon as he sat up straight again. 
"Are you going to touch-up your makeup?" you asked curiously. 
"You're the one who needs a touch-up. I'm not going to let your mom see that hickey," Kayn said seriously. 
You instinctively covered your neck as soon as you remembered the mark he had given you that afternoon after confessing. You looked in the visor mirror to check the severity of the mark. You were relieved to see that it was a pale red shade and not purple. Kayn approached you to inspect the mark and adjust your neck to begin covering it. 
"I'm going to apply concealer," he said before reaching his hand into his small makeup bag. 
"I didn't know you wore makeup," you commented without moving your neck. 
"Do you think all this beauty is natural?" Kayn joked as he applied the product to your neck.
"Eh... yes," you giggled. 
"Well, you're right. I'm too beautiful for this world, but sometimes I get pimples on my face," he joked while blending the product with a makeup sponge. 
You laughed at his comment. Kayn smiled to himself seeing that you weren't surprised or made fun of him for wearing makeup. In his life he had come across people who had distanced themselves from him just because they knew that he wore eyeliner, he was happy that you were not like them. You weren't really surprised by this because Rhaast would sometimes call you while he was painting his hair or nails, so it was safe to say that he did more than just his eyeliner. 
"I did my makeup today thinking it would surprise you but I see that you are better than me at it," You said, feeling a bit silly for feeling like a makeup artist just because your eyeliner was symmetrical. 
"You look beautiful," he flattered you. You still weren't used to him saying those things to you, but you would soon. He finished covering the hickey with translucent powder over the concealer so it wouldn't sweat away on the way home. You thanked him when he finished and he replied that it wasn't a problem. 
After a crazy car ride while listening to his favorite songs at excessively high volume, Kayn finally parked in front of your building. You wanted to stay with him longer but you both needed to rest after a hectic day full of emotions. 
"Thank you for driving me," You said before leaving a kiss on his cheek. 
You were going to move away but Kayn's hand on your neck didn't allow you. He clenched your jaw slightly to keep you close to him while he kissed your entire face. He also wanted to stay with you longer. If you lived alone, he would have stayed the night to make the most of every moment with you. The only thing stopping him was that he now had a couple of in-laws who wouldn't be too happy with that idea. 
Your hands briefly ran over his chest until they reached his shoulders to feel him closer to you. Kayn tilted his head to deepen the kiss, an intimate and profound expression of affection that transcended the surface. The safe feeling in his chest every time he kissed you made him drift into a peace that he hadn't felt in a long time. He was sure that he had found the person with whom he wanted to have a thousand and one adventures. 
You detached from each other when both started to lack air and a thin trail of saliva briefly connected you. Kayn wiped your lips with his thumb to release your face and take your hand. Both smiled upon the realization that you were finally together, well, now you were closer than ever. 
"I've never wanted to be someone's boyfriend so bad," Kayn whispered to you as his fingers gently played with yours. Brushing your skin with his fingertips, wishing you could touch each other like this later in your relationship. 
"Can I?" He asked before kissing the back of your hand. 
It was something you had only heard in your deepest dreams, now it is your new reality. Kayn loved you the same way you loved him. You smiled at his interesting proposal. 
"Only if you promise me you won't break up with me in a month," you joked. Kayn rolled his eyes at that tasteless joke. 
"I'll break up with you when hell freezes," he said between joking and serious. 
"You convinced me, I accept," You said before planting a kiss on your nose. 
Kayn got out of the car and walked around it to get to your door to open it. He helped you down and walked you to the entrance of your building. You said goodbye to each other and then you entered. As soon as you disappeared from Kayn's sight, you started jumping excitedly to your apartment. You did! You were officially Kayn's girl! All your hard work had paid off and you felt like you would explode with excitement. Because of your strange burst of energy and the makeup, your parents didn't even realize that a handsome vampire had bitten you.
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You guessed it, another Kayn x reader
This time it's smut
Which is my first time writing it so please do give me critique
Idk why but I feel so embarrassed posting this
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- My baaaack - You heard your roommate moan as he came back in
- What is it this time, Ez?- you asked, curious about the divas problems
- I had to come by bus and the seats suck.- He pouted. You knew he would much prefer to live with the band already, since he could just relay on them for driving him to places, but as they searched for an apartment, living with you was the next best option.
- And Kayn got kicked out by his roommates, again. So he's gonna have to crash on the couch...sorry- he almost whispered the last part. You were shocked. He told you a lot about this Kayn guy and you weren't really thrilled to meet him, especially if he was going to live with you. But oh well, if he really needed to...
The next day, as you were serving up dinner, you heard a knock on the door. You opened them to see a pink haired man, dressed in a yellow hoodie and jeans. The colour combination of his hair + the top was... intresting but you didn't want to say anything. He quickly said hi to you and went to the living room, where Ezreal was waiting for him. After you two laid down some important rules (which Ezreal said was futile), you three ate dinner and, surprisingly, the conversation came naturally. You asked them about how the band was coming along, which in return they invited you for the shooting next week. After some taking, you said your goodnights and retreated to your room.
You woke up at 2 am, thirsty and noticing that the water bottle next to your bed was empty. You thought about committing serious crimes against Ezreal for not throwing it away when he finished it, but just went to the kitchen to get a new one. On the way there you overheard them talking.
- How did you find such a cute girl~- Kayn said, probably teasing your roomie.
- You just have to be as hot as me- surprisingly, Ezreal didn't fold right away as he usually did when you teased him about anything
- If I had a roommate like that I would - you couldn't hear the end of the sentence because you rushed to your room, not wanting to hear the ending. Well that was...an experience. You were blushing madly as you thought about the finish of Kayn's sentence. You knew this guy for less than 10 hours!
After that day you and Kayn started hanging out more, mostly because Ezreal was just so busy with magazine shoots and commercials. You two just sat around and talked, maybe playing some video games.
Kayn would never admit this, but he started liking you. He really enjoyed your company and felt like you were good enough to match him in insulting eachother (his love language).
Finally, a week went by, and the shoot they invited you for came. You walked in right as Ezreal was almost ran over by a car. That was...an experience. You waited till they were finished, really enjoying the chaos of the mv recording. After that, you wanted to go over and talk to Ezreal, maybe meet with someone from the band, but you were dragged off by Kayn.
He went into the dressing room with you
- We should be alone in here...- he said as he pressed you to the wall, crushing you with his body on yours, his breath hot on your neck as he started softly biting on it
- You want this right?- You were so surprised by this...he...wanted you in this way? You just quickly nodded as Kayn started getting rid of your clothes, first freeing your breasts then going over to your pussy. He pushed your panties to the side and put his dick in. You didn't even notice when he took off his pants. It was sudden and breathtaking. All you could think about was him and you, his lips and hands all over your body, greedily claiming you. You couldn't care less about the other members walking in on you.
That didn't matter. All that mattered was that you were here, back against the cold wall as Kayn fucked you, panting and whispering sweet words into your ear, about how good you were, sometimes changing it up and saying how much of a slut you are, just giving yourself to him like that ~
You felt so good right now...you bit on your hand to try and hold your moans as Kayn pushed in one last time, enough to make you undone as you came, panting and moaning, feeling yourself slide down the wall as he pulled out and came all over your breasts
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Title: my best friends boyfriend pt.2 Pairing(s): Reader/Kayn, Akali/Kayn, Ahri/Evelynn (Minor) Word Count: 3,124 Warnings: Minor NSFW.
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Drink up? He wanted you to drink up? This felt more like a game at this point than an actual prelude to whatever he had planned in that pretty head of his. You couldn't help but grin and laugh at these words. "We're gonna be cheersing a lot tonight" You spoke boldly, holding up the now half empty margarita glass. Kayn happily picks up the beer you obtain from you and taps it lightly to your glass with a smile. "Cheers" The both of you spoke together, before both throwing back the rest of your drinks with a wide grin and laugh. The clatter of the bottle and glass back on the top of the bar caught the attention of the other bartender
"Just another beer and I think Shi made them one of her secret Margs, so you'll have to get her back to make it."
The bartender looked a little confused, but nodded, quickly calling to Shi who was now dragging her husband from the main floor into the back room. For a moment her gaze fell to you and Kayn, and all you saw was Kayn lift up your glass and shake it at her. She began to mouth the words in a moment, while Zed was clearly trying to protest whatever she was going to do to him. But Shi didn't stop dragging, pulling him out of the main room and into the back. You could hear muffled yelling through the wall for a moment, as Kayn just sighed and tried to distract you with meaningless conversation about beer and similar alcohols as you waited and watched the doorway you had seen Shi go through. And soon enough he was emerging again, a wide smile on her face as she slid behind the bar again and stood in front of you. "So, round two? How lovely"
She seemed so unbothered by whatever had just occurred in the back, and honestly you were kind of impressed, and you could see that Kayn picked up on that trait of hers. It almost made you giggle as you watched her make you another drink before handing it off to you. She smiled again, it felt warm and you couldn't help but to smile back as you watched the other bartender hand Kayn his beer. You could see Kayn nod at the other bartender, before shooting his mother a look and turning to you. You shifted your gaze to Kayn, seeing his mother & the bartender slipping out of the area. You couldn't help but giggle, with each passing moment you could feel the effects of the alcohol in your system slowly taking a toll, and you were kind of excited about it for once. You weren't the type to really get drunk most of the time so on the few occasions you let down your walls you found a lot of joy in them. "Cheers, I can't wait to see what you look like while you're fighting for control over your own body, while you're being pleasured in every sense of the word."
You sucked in a breath at the mere thought of the words he just said, trying to come up with a witty comment in response but you felt too distracted, because the concept of Kayn being able to pleasure you in all meanings was enough to drive your brain into a ditch and just shut down. So you did what any sensible person would do, and just slammed back your own drink without any thought of the consequences, before speaking again. "just don't let me forget." You smiled as you placed down the glass and hiccupped softly. Too much too fast, but you knew for sure there was no stopping tonight. Everything was going to come and go in a haze, while you welcomed it, it also scared you. "Can I get another one of these? It's actually really good" You giggled again, and Kayn couldn't help but grin and nod.
"Hey ma, can we get another one of those for Y/N, but like double it this time? I don't think they're ready to give up quite yet."
"Testing my limits to their full degree, are we now Kayn?"
"Go hard or go home, baby." The simple term of affection sent shivers down your spine. While you knew it wasn't meant in such a way, and simply was just strung onto the saying, it made you feel like and warmer than before. And maybe that was just the alcohol hitting again. But, no matter the case you were feeling different and you were prepared. "I need to drink more to catch up to you at this point, soon enough you'll be drunker than I am. I'm failing as a host." 
You chuckled again at how his words seemed so childish considering the topic at hand and it just made you grin ear to ear. " If you're being a bad host maybe you should step up your game?" You earned a laugh from Kayn, who just brushed off your comment. And that was the history. That was how you ended up here, in the moment being led by your wrist out the back door of the bar and up the fire escape.  Flight after flight of stairs, and you could hardly see where you were stepping at this point, but you kind of enjoyed the thrill of stumbling up those stairs with Kayn. The way he would look at you over his shoulder with that smile, and the gleam in his eyes. Your heart wouldn't stop fluttering. "Do you live at the top or something? There's so many stairs, Kayn!" You nearly cried out between breaths, you were tired, and at the next landing Kayn was already pulling you into him before he spoke.
"And if I do? Shall I carry you the rest of the way?" You couldn't help but nod, and Kayn seemed to agree, sweeping his arms behind your knees with the other at your back and soon enough you were off your feet. One arm around his neck and another on Kayn's chest, faces just inches apart. No words or anything were exchanged, but you wanted nothing more than to just lean forward and lock lips with him, but he made it so you couldn't. He was quick, spinning around with you in his arms, with a grin before stopping. "I might live at the top, so let me make this easier on you my dear."
He knew now to make you swoon which was a shocking yet pleasing trait of his, another thing you liked. But maybe that was just an in the moment thing as he began to walk again, carrying you up the stairs furthering, sealing your fate to spend the night with this stranger that you've taken a very deep interest in. Despite the effects of the alcohol you couldn't help but giggle at all little actions of his. But you just found yourself watching him again, the way his braid bounced when he would skip steps, the way his grip tightened on you each time he turned to move up the next flight. The grin on his face never faltered and it only widened when you could see him glance at you from the corner of his eyes. But it doesn't stop him when you gotta what you assumed was the window to his apartment? Loft? you didn't even know. "If this one apartment, its like 3 floors or''
"It's a loft, yeah. We own the other 2 apartment buildings across the street, but this building is just the bar and our families loft. I got the top floor to myself so my parents don't bother me."
"Wow how lucky late 20s and getting to basically live in your own place but still with your parents"
"Oh hush, you'll appreciate it once you're inside." And maybe he was right, there was a little fiddling with the window as he had put you down on your feet again, but soon enough he got it to pop open and went through the window, before turning to help you through. Inside was a whole different vibe. Inside you could see Kayn stood a little taller, most likely far more comfortable to be back in his own place than out in the open. "Now that we're inside," He began to talk again, hardly giving you time to stand completely up on your own two feet before a hand of his was on your shoulder and pushing you backwards until your back was met with the wall behind you. His free hand found its way to the window ledge and shut it with one swoop. "Don't need the outside to hear you and all the little things I'm planning to do to you."
You could hear yourself swallowed which meant there might've been a good chance Kayn could hear it too, and you're assuming he did because his grin only widened. "And what, do you have planned in that pretty little mind of yours" You hardly mustered the will and bravery to say it, which felt good; but you're already regretting it, because the hand that was on the window was now on your hips, and he was digging his nails into you. His hand that rested on your shoulder slowly moved its way towards your hair where you could feel his fingers slowly run through small sections of it, his gaze shifting to follow where his hand was in your hair.
"You'd love for me to tell you everything, but I think the surprise of it is far more thrilling. Wouldn't you agree Y/N"
"I'd agree."
"So, then let me ask you again, do you want to make bad decisions with me that you'll forget in the morning so when you finally remember them randomly you'll be so embarrassed but can't help but crave my touch again?"
"I want to."
"Perfect, then let's begin." He wasn't kidding when he said that, that was your warning, within seconds, before you could even get another word out, Kayn's lips were on yours and he showed no desire to keep this slow or build up to anything. He was already interested in making you  completely melt for him right then and there. And you were not against it in the slightest, his hand on your hip was warm, even through the pain of his nails digging into your flesh, you almost didn't want him to stop. The thought of him clawing you enough to leave small wounds in the morning so you could see them and wonder what occurred was kind of exciting to you. And you just let him do it more, moving your own hands to wrap around his neck to bring him in closer to you, because even lip locked like this it wasn't close enough for you. 
He must've felt the same way, because the hand that was previously in your hand was now slowly dragging itself down your neck, past your collar bones and down your torso, before falling to sit in the opposite spot of your hip to his other, and his knee finding its way between your legs, and you already knew it was over for you. You could feel your mind slowly wanting to slip away so you could completely give yourself up to this man and all the dirty little things he kept teasing you about. But you needed to remember, you wanted to, because how could you want to forget any of this? You had to fight back a little letting a little moan escape from you when his knee moved up to press against you, and Kayn instantly figured this was all you had been waiting for all night, you were just waiting for his touch.
And maybe in that moment something seemed to change, Kayn's touch got light for a moment, before he was roughly grabbing you again. Kayn's hand traveled from where they were previously perched to right under your ass. You felt his grip tightened before lifting you up off the ground, you were slightly taken back by the action but when your lips left his and you were looking him in the eyes, he was grinning at you with a level of deviousness that he didn't quite have prior. And maybe he too was just waiting for this moment, but at the same time he felt like a different person. He seemed to continue to soften his grip to tighten it again, as if he couldn't tell if you were real or not. But you didn't dare ask any questions, not when he was looking at you with almost predatory eyes. You found yourself wrapping your arms & legs around him to keep yourself up, as his grip on your tightened once again. One hand of his resting on your upper thigh and the other grabbing your ass, as he carried you. You felt like a prey, and the way he quickly made his way to a bedroom before throwing you down on the mattress spoke volumes about how eager he was to make you lose your mind. 
He paused for a moment standing over you, "How much fun do we make this? How far can I push you?"
"Depends what you have in mind."
"Restraints?"
"I'm game."
"Pain?"
"Like riding crops and shit?” You asked a little curious about the idea. And Kayn simply nodded. You paused thinking about it, you never really were a very sexually active person, a couple partners here and there in the past. But you never really were the type you experimented outside of the basic handcuffs, and the occasional gag. "I guess we could give it a shot. But if I say stop, you're stopping. Otherwise I'm making a good choice."
"Good choices are boring, but I'll respect this boundary. I'm just curious how far you'll go before you shatter apart and do nothing more than just begging for me to not stop."
"You talk about big games, but I'd rather have you prove it."
"Then you'll get what you wish for."
And that was pretty much the end of most of the talking for that night. Kayn was quick, to pull your body up, a hand on your arm to pull you sitting up. And then he was gone out of the room for a moment, you could hear him going through drawers or something in another room. But once he came back there were a couple items in his hand that didn't really shock you at the moment. He had asked about all of them prior so you were prepared, just sitting ever so peacefully at the foot of his bed, while he just stood over you. You could make out sets of cuffs, a riding crop among the items but with them all being a matte black-leather like material it was hard to make out the rest in the moment. But that didn't matter when the objects were dropped down next to you. You felt frozen under his gaze, watching him and all his movements, and he could tell, giving you a smirk as his hands traveled to his belt, where he unbuckled it smoothly with one hand before pulling it off and dropping it on the floor next to him. Next his pants button, and his hand rested on the waistband, and if he wanted you to choose the next course of action. And originally you didn't move, but he took a step back, and you understood what he was suggesting. You couldn't help but to giggle softly at his way of doing this, but you still slid off his bed and onto your knees, looking up at him.
From all angles he was the most beautiful person you had seen, and it didn't stop him. His hands began to move again, undoing his zipper, and being this focused now on the ground in front of him you paid a little more attention to the very clear imprint in his pants. You should've noticed before because now you were swallowing your pride and your confidence in this ability of yours. But he didn't stop, and you didn't make any advances for him to pick up on your doubts. Kayn just kept moving, his pants slowly falling down his legs, and soon enough he was stepping out of them and kicking them to the side. You couldn't even imagine how you looked down there, staring up at him with more than lucky big doe eyes, and a clear interest in making him as crazy for you as you were for him currently. And maybe he caught onto that, because one of his hands found its way to the waistband on his underwear and was already slowly pulling them down and off, and maybe you weren't memorized as others could be by men. But you weren't disappointed by his size when you saw it. You weren't expecting it to be fairy tale huge or anything, you were expecting average at least, and he sure was larger than that but not crazy large. 
Shit, watching Kayn place a hand on his shaft, stroking himself gently a couple of times as he places his other hand on your head, gently grabbing you by the hair, and pulling you with him as he went to move the both of you. You watched him sit down on the bed as he tugged you to turn before pulling you close to himself. You just let him drag you, placing your hands gently on his thighs as you found yourself pulled in between his legs. There was a minor twinge of pain from the pull, but you didn't let it bother you too much, as Kayn let go of your hair and you gently rested your head on his leg looking up at him. How much could you push it off to make it wait for it until he couldn't anymore, because you could see his eyes were already inpatient with you. You watched him shift back to rest on his elbows, an eyebrow raised as he looked from you, to his cock and back to you. "Keep giving me that face, and I could just make you gag on it."
All you did was snicker, picking up your head for a moment, one hand moving to switch places with Kayns hand on his shaft, and suddenly everything felt to click into place. His eyes softened and he grinned back at you. That was all you needed, a simple sign to show both of you were ready and comfortable. Now this is where the fun would begin for both of you.
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vewyscawywriting · 1 year
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Scythes and Kisses
Fandom: League of Legends
Pairing: Rhaast x F!Summoner!Reader x Kayn
Wordcount: 2541
Tags: Vaginal and oral sex, a little bloodplay, marking, rhaast has a ridged dick
Summary: When Kayn AND Rhaast walk into the room you are in, you should already know what's gonna happen to you.
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You and Kayn were friends with benefits. A lot of benefits. This relationship had formed ever since he and you first had made a contract together, and you were quickly charmed by the (some would call) edgelord. 
Other than his lore and his looks you didn't think he was that much of an edgelord personality wise though. As a matter of fact you thought he was pretty normal his entire life considered. 
Something that definitely wasn't normal was the fact that both him and Rhaast walked into the living room when you were just lounging about. 
"What in the-" you started, as your eyes fell upon the Darkin, free from his Scythe prison, and Kayn, free from the Darkin. That wasn't normal. There was no way this could happen. But after you blinked a couple of times, taking in both men - and taking them in well -, you decided that what the hell, stranger things had happened in this room.
"Welcome, both," you said, eyes still glued to both men, who were kind of just... standing in the doorway, as if they too had no idea what to make of their separate bodies. "Um, what happened?"
A strange look came over both of them as you spoke, their eyes on you as well. No words were spoken between them, though it did feel like they came to a conclusion together, especially with the way a grin grew on both their faces while they made their way to you. 
"Guys?"
You were grabbed by Rhaast, who threw you over his shoulder and slapped your ass for good measure. 
"Hey!" you yelled as you were taken to your bedroom, and thrown on the bed without much ceremony. You bounced a couple times before you were pinned by Kayn. 
"Hey," he said, and grinned at your frowning face. "Remember that time we had sex with Rhaast corrupting half of me? And he was all pissy he couldn't actually be there for real to fuck you into next week?"
Well, how could you forget. 
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Kayn was above you, smirking down at your naked form on the bed. After letting him get a pentakill he was quite pleased with your  summoning performance, and you were with his'. More than anything Kayn needed some relief after a great fight like that, the adrenaline still flowing through his veins. 
"So, how do you want it today, Summoner?" he asked, corrupted hand petting your cheek. He was more affected by the corruption than usual, thanks to using Rhaast extensively last battle, and you noticed it in his behaviour as well. He seemed on edge; he asked what you wanted, but you knew he couldn't be patient today. 
"Hard and fast," you said, taking mercy on him, but also that's what you wanted from him at this moment. And you knew he could give it to you that way today, with a little help from the Darkin in his head.
"As you wish," he grabbed a lock of hair and kissed it, like a calm moment before the storm. His lower half rutted into yours, making you keenly aware of his throbbing erection. You were sure he'd been half hard since the fight, having to hide his arousal from the others; both champion and summoner, as he'd walked the halls back here to take care of it. The thought made you shiver, as you grabbed his neck, pulling him closer to you to smash your lips together. He wasted no time deepening the kiss, as he pushed inside of you. The moment he was in both of you let out sighs of relief. 
Suddenly Kayn shuddered, the corruption on the side of his face crawling over his skin, left eye glowing ominously down at you. He groaned, arching downwards, but he managed to hold himself up above you with his uncorrupted arm. His corrupted arm shivered and twitched, claws flexing around your hips. 
"Are you all right, Kayn?" you asked, a little concerned, but also so full of him. 
"Yess, give me... a second," he hissed out, as if that convinced you of his 'all-right-ness'. "Shut up, Rhaast, let me do this and shut the fuck up."
Oh, he was having an internal battle with the Darkin. It happened from time to time, especially when you two (or was it three?) were having sex it seemed, but usually it only took a little bit of persuasion from Kayn for Rhaast to quiet down, enjoying the feeling from inside of his host. This time, however, Rhaast didn't feel like backing down, and Kayn's corrupted hand tightened around your hipbone, talons digging into your skin. 
"Little human whore," Kayn grated out in Rhaast voice and you startled, tightening around his dick that was still throbbing inside of you, "... Rhaast, fuck. off." was added in Kayn's own voice, and you couldn't help but let out a sound of pleasure. "She's mine."
Ah.
"Rhaast, why don't both of you enjoy me," you added, voice a little (much) higher and more breathy than usual, "Come one, we don't have to fight?"
You just really couldn't take it anymore, you needed him to move, whether that was Kayn himself moving or Rhaast. His dick was filling you so well, and you were throbbing around him, so eager and hot.
"I'll have you one day, little Summoner, and I'll fuck you for real." Rhaast said through Kayns mouth, but it seemed Kayn had won once again, as the Darkin retreated after those words, a growl the last thing escaping Kayn before he took control back.
"Yeah, one day," Kayn said, panting slightly, "Over my dead body."  'That's the point' echoed in his head, but he ignored it, deciding instead to focus on your body once again. 
His eyes locked onto yours once more, corruption retreating slightly, but not gone by far. He had control over his own limbs now, but you knew Rhaast was very much near the surface, watching, waiting impatiently, feeling all Kayn felt right now.
"Now, where were we."
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"Yes, I remember," you murmured, smirking. "So Rhaast, you're gonna fuck me for real?"
Kayn was pushed off you, and Rhaast's face came into view, his arms thumping into the bed on the sides of your face, mattress indenting from his weight. Kayn yelled out a "hey!", but what was he gonna do against the monster that was now on top of you.
"Oh, you don't even know," Rhaast growled to you, long tongue coming out to lick his sharp teeth. His glowing red eyes bored into yours for just a moment of intimacy before you were grabbed by his large talons, and manhandled onto your stomach. He had his hardening dick against your ass instantly, and you groaned at both the feeling of dizziness and him. You realized he had been unclothed from the moment you saw him, but there was nothing down there before. Aatrox - another Darkin - filled your thoughts, and you realized he had nothing down there either in his normal state. Something was definitely rubbing against your lower lips right now though, something with a lot of ridges and bumps if you were feeling it right.
All thoughts flew from your brain the moment he pushed the head inside of your opening, and you moaned a high pitched sound at the intrusion. "Fuck, Rhaast... All the way, please..."
You needed to feel him all the way inside of you, needed to fill those ridges and bumps. Needed him.
"So demanding. How about you keep that pretty little mouth shut while I do the work, hm? Or better yet, keep that mouth occupied with something else."
Kayn had appeared in front of you - fully unclothed as well - and he grinned, thick dick almost slapping you in the face. You immediately opened your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out a little, and Kayn let out an appreciative groan, as he grabbed your face with his (now uncorrupted) hands, and tilted it up a little to him. 
"Good," he said, as he softly stroked your cheek. You took him gingerly in your mouth and Rhaast took this moment to slam inside of you full force, making you instantly deep throat Kayn as well because of the force that slammed you forwards. 
You groaned around the dick in your mouth, which in turn made Kayn groan as well. The vibrations traveling from your mouth up his dick making him shiver a bit, as he tried not to thrust even deeper. Rhaast let out a growl as well, telling you in no uncertain terms how hot and tight you were and how much he enjoyed you. 
"Better take us well," he growled as he started a punishing rhythm. You were attempting to push back on his (fucking ridged!!) dick while sucking of Kayn, but from the start you realized this was practically impossible. Rhaast was just too rough, and the only thing you could really do was have your mouth open around Kayn as you groaned and slobbered over his length. Kayn didn't seem to mind too much, his hand gently holding up your face as he used your mouth almost as roughly as Rhaast used your pussy. 
With every pull you could feel ridge after ridge drag across your walls, driving you insane. The thought 'and yet another cock shape added to the list' crossed your mind and you would have giggled if you had any semblance of control over your actions at this point.
"Rh-rhaafh-" you gasped around Kayn's dick, tears spilling over as every push and pull send you closer and closer to the edge. 
"Tight little slut," said Darking growled behind you, grabbing your thighs and pulling you back towards his muscular body with each hard slam inside of you, making you finally pop off Kayn's dick. Arms unable to support you fully you just decided to lay your upper body down on the bed as Rhaast ravaged you.
Kayn let out a dissapointed sound, but did nothing to change your position, opting instead to just watch Rhaast have his way with you. And your facial expressions. He could practically come from those and your sounds alone. His hand was around his dick, pumping in the rhythm of Rhaast' thrusts, as Rhaast suddenly decided he wanted to go a different route. 
You were turned around while he was still inside of you and you practically yelled, the rough treatment practically blinding you to your surroundings. He had stopped thrusting and when you found your bearings again his monstrous face was right in front of you. Rhaast's tongue came out to lick your cheek as he purred. "You're taking me so well, little human. You can take a little more..."He gestured downwards to where your pussy was engulfing his dick. 
You looked down through teary eyes, seeing a large, harshly ridged, bright red shaft, slowly inching its way out of your swollen lower lips. Moisture clung to it, giving it a nice sheen, and you looked on as he slowly pushed it inside again. His clawed hand came down to grope your breast, and then went down further to push against a bulge that had formed in your belly.
Shit.
You moaned pathetically as both of you looked on to his slow, deep penetration. Your hole greedily devouring him as he pushed in. The ridges pushed in piece by piece until he was fully in again, and he pulled out again slowly. This went on for a good minute, as finally Rhaast had enough.
He slammed it in full force once more, and you cried out, head thrown back.
Rhaast threw his head back too, laughing and groaning, ending the sounds in a purr that vibrated your entire body as he once again set a punishing pace. The vibrations from the purring and the ridges of his cock absolutely made you lose your mind as you felt every inch of him inside of you, hitting your g-spot with every thrust.
"You're gonna break her," Kayn said, voice strained from his delayed orgasm, but you didn't hear anything except the loud thumping of your heartbeat inside of your ears. A second heartbeat throbbing intensely in your core. The coil inside of your stomach broke without warning, and you sobbed out your pleasure, tightening further around Rhaast, who made a groaning noise himself, but didn't stop.
You tried to voice your thoughts, but nothing but nonsense came out. You yourself weren't even sure what you wanted to say, but you heard both men chuckle at your desperate attempt.
"My turn," Kayn said, but Rhaast hissed at the man.
"If you dare take her away I'm gonna continue with your tight hole, boy, so you'd better let me finish first."
A keen came from you as you registered that statement, but you were really just holding on for the ride, hurdling past the overstimulation towards your second orgasm.
You cried out something that could have been either or both their names, and took Rhaast with you, who growled and dove his head down to bite down over your right breast, drawing blood.
"Shit, Rhaast, be gentle!" Kayn hissed, but another gush of pre-cum left him at the sight of both you and Rhaast coming. The blood on your skin was a very titillating sight as well, as he softly brought his hand down to swipe a finger over the bite mark, drawing a line of blood over the unmarred skin of your belly, writing his name in blood because he could.
Kayn groaned, and pushed at Rhaast, who let himself be pushed away after having admired your spent visage enough. The moment your got your bearings and your eyes opened, you realized Kayn was now on top of you, his dick straining and dripping down on your stomach, and you couldn't help but buck up towards him. 
Honestly you weren't sure if you could take Kayn as well after this, but he was smaller than Rhaast and judging by the deep purple head and the twitching of his dick so very close to coming, so you gasped out a hoarse: "Please, Kayn..."
He didn't let you change your mind as he slipped himself inside of your abused pussy. Rhaast's cum spurted out in thick globs as Kayn pushed inside and you barely had the strength in you to moan at the intrusion. 
Kayn moaned deep at the feeling of your wet insides, and started a quick, uneven rhythm. It was obvious that he wouldn't last long, but he still managed to get a third orgasm out of you by rubbing your clit in small circles. Your third orgasm took everything out of you, and you blacked out for a second.
As you slowly came to you realized Rhaast and Kayn were laying on either side of you. Kayn reading a book and looking over when you woke up, and Rhaast playing with your hair and purring.
You tried to find your voice, realizing you had been cleaned up and redressed. "That sure was something." you said, voice hoarse, but the satisfied glow on your face told both men enough.
"A little lacking if you ask me," Rhaast said, and Kayn shot him a glare. "Next time I expect to be able to come twice, little one. Not ifs or buts. You better prepare."
With a sigh your eyes closed. Shit. You weren't sure if you could take that.
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Hi! I really liked your headcanons of heartsteel with a missing child. It was so adorable So I was hoping I could send in something similar? A request for headcanons of heartsteel with a missing teenager? The teenager is very silent, a little sarcastic or witty with comebacks but overall very private and maybe likes literature or art? If you can't just ignore this request ofcc!
Thank you so much for the ask - I didn't have any inspiration to write, but I did feel much better today. I'll probably make a seperate post for all 6 members of heartsteel. But for now I hope you'll be happy with the Kayn scenario! 2K words.
Kayn: 
Sitting under the bridge, you glanced at the water before you. Remaining rays of sunshine reflected in rippled water - a wonderful display of orange, purple and yellow. Weaves crashed against the edge, creating a calming hum that rang against your ears. 
Although the situation was far from ideal, you were still hopeful. You still carried a few items to your name other than your wallet and clothes; your book, which contained various poems; your ipad, that let you do your commissions; and lastly, your headphones, so you could relax and listen to music whenever you desired.
As the sun started to disappear behind the horizon, you finally decided to sit down on the ground. It didn’t take long for you to grab your headphones and your ipad - you had work to do. You worked on your commission diligently. The fresh, cold breeze helped you focus, along with the music that played in the background. You still had some battery left; looks like you won’t have to go to that internet cafe anytime soon. 
While you were focused on your task, you didn’t notice the man that was a few feet away from you, a bag in his hand and neck gaiter. He didn’t pay any attention to you whatsoever.
Instead, he was focused on the task at hand. He gingerly rummaged through the bag, retrieving a can of spray paint. With a long stride, he reduced the gap between him and the wall of the bridge. It didn’t take long before he started his work.
He layered the fundations roughly and quickly. Somehow, even with his bold and aggressive motions, all of his moves seemed calculated and pre-planned. Soon, a pale visage could be made out in the darkness that seemed endless, with fire soon following the visage closely behind and spreading throughout the endless void. The image was as morbid and detailed as it was impressive.
Neither of you paid any attention to each other. That is, until the man accidentally threw one of the cans away, and by some miracle - it just had to hit you on the top of your head. 
Obviously startled, you looked around for the culprit, that was responsible for your throbbing headache. And there, you saw him. Messy hair fluttered in the wind as he continued to move around recklessly, and somehow, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him. Grabbing the can, you made sure to throw it at his back when he was facing away from you. 
Before he could even turn around, you went back to what you were doing instantly, pretending to be completely obvious. 
He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you. What the hell was a kid doing there, at this hour? Kayn was ready to fight whoever threw the can at him, but it seems like he had more pressing matters to attend to.
“Ay, Kid. Why are here?”
If it wasn’t for his obnoxious voice - that you could hear through your headphones, by the way - you wouldn’t have noticed that he was even there. You continued to pretend to not notice his presence, which only seemed to irritate him. 
At this point he pulled his mouth mask all the way down as he repeated his words, this time more demanding than before, with the addition of him weaving his hand in front of your face. Which obstructed your view of your commission that you were working on.
Rolling your eyes at him, you made sure to save your progress before closing down your ipad and putting it into your bag. Only then did you notice how he was hovering over your sitting form. He seemed more scary than before, somehow. His weird pink eye didn’t help. Did he even get it checked? You still wouldn’t show your discomfort, though.
“Huh? Last time I checked, this is not private property. Leave me alone, Mister.”
Kayn didn’t like the tone of your voice. Not even the tiniest bit. He swore he could feel his temple pulsate from how annoyed he was. This was exactly why he hated children and teens alike - he hated disrespect more than anything. He grit his teeth before ushering you to go back home.
“Yeah, no. It’s well over the curfew. Get back home or I’m gonna call the police - now move your ass.”
He hated being responsible for other people. You were in a weird ass remote area, it was late and barely any cars passed through the bridge. Kayn was honestly surprised at the fact that he was the only one around other than you - this area wasn’t exactly the safest, per se. Yone would be out to get his ass if the word got out that not only was he committing vandalism again, but that he also left a teen alone in a dangerous area. 
You shook your head at him, muttering a “Nu-uh” under your breath. 
Was it possible for him to take you to the nearest police station by force? He examined your silhouette. Yep, he could definitely drag your ass to the nearest police station, no questions asked. He was much stronger than he led on. 
“Listen here, you little gremlin. I’m gonna drag your ass to the nearest police station if that’s the last thing I’ll do. You can either follow me willingly or I’m gonna take you there by force.”, he pointed in the direction of where the road was and gave you a harsh glare as he grabbed your hand by force. 
The strength with which he pulled you up not only surprised you, but it instantly made you dig your heels in the opposite direction. You absolutely refused to be dragged away by him - there’s no way you’re going back home. Your parents can fuck off into narnia. 
You thrashed around and fought, winces and growls escaped your lips as you tried to resist his strength. 
“Leave me alone! I’m not going back to them!”
At this point his jaw was tense. Fuck Yone and fuck the responsibility he taught him.
“Unless you got a good reason, I’m draggin’ you to the police station, Kid. Better talk, or else…”
Shit. You really didn’t want anyone to know, but you really didn’t have a choice, did you? You stopped thrashing around and instead stood still in place as you took a few breaths to calm yourself down. Kayn finally let go of your hand, letting you pull up one of your sleeves. 
You moved your gaze to the side in shame as you let him gawk at your bruises and scars, before pulling the sleeve back down harshly, and hiding both of your hands behind your sleeves altogether. 
The situation was more serious than Kayn anticipated. 
He expected you to just be acting rebellious - just like most teens do at this age. Heck, it hasn’t even been that long when he was a teen himself, and he remembered damn well what shit he used to do. 
Cursing under his breath, he took out his phone and called the most responsible and knowledgeable person he knew, which was none other than Yone. He saw you visibly freeze up when you heard him talk on the phone. He simply told Yone to move his ass to where he was, cause whatever this was, was more serious than he would ever be able to tackle, if at all. 
Did he feel like an asshole? Yes. Would he ever admit it? No. The fact that he saw you shake - probably because of stress of the whole situation - only made him feel more terrible about himself. He hated it.
Rummaging through his bag, he quickly found a pack of hot chips and a monster. He was supposed to enjoy it later, after he finished his masterpiece, but this once, and only this once, he would make an exception. He would share. Kayn shoved the snacks into your hands, muttering something about how you should stop being such a scaredy cat and that you should sit your ass back down for now. There was no apology coming out from him, though. 
You really didn’t understand why you listened to him. Because - frankly speaking - he was an asshole that tried to drag you somewhere, where you would be in danger. But for some reason you got the feeling that he didn’t have any ulterior motives. His rough personality and weird eye aside, he didn’t seem like a bad person at all.
As you munched on the snacks, you observed as he finished up his graffiti. It felt… familiar.
After some hard thinking, you opened up your book. Flipping through the pages, you finally found the one you were looking for. It reminded you strangely of one of William Blake’s poems. More specifically, his Urizen series. 
Turns out, you were correct. The description fit the painting perfectly. It got you kind of excited, actually. You kind of hoped he knew who William Blake was, since it seemed to be so rare to find people who knew of him. The thought alone got you so giddy that you sprung up from where you were, gingerly making your way towards him. You didn’t even notice when you tugged on his jacket to get his attention, and time seemed to move even faster when you made him look at the poem itself. 
He knew instantly which poem it was - the graffiti was supposed to be Urizen himself. More than anything, he was surprised as well that you knew of it. Most people slept through their English classes, and the only reason he knew of William Blake was because of the Devil May Cry series. Thanks to the quotes V was reading in his book, it made Kayn curious and that’s how he discovered William Blake.
Shortly after the shock wore off, he snapped back to his usual personality. “Yeah, it’s supposed to be Urizen. What about it?”
You didn’t really know what to say to that. Instead, you pursed your lips together in a straight line and stared right at him. You really knew how to make him feel like shit, huh? Pushing just the right buttons to make him annoyed and care for you - is this how having a younger sibling is supposed to feel like. Not that he would know how it feels like. 
You closed your book and got back to your spot without a word, cautiously eating the chips and sipping on the energy drink occasionally. For the better or the worse, Yone finally came sometime later. Kayn filled in Yone on the most important details and it didn’t take long for him to come up to you, so he can introduce both himself and Kayn to you. It totally slipped Kayn’s mind to introduce himself, he realized.
Yone was much more courteous and well-mannered compared to the brute that was Kayn. He managed to get your name and age out of you, before trying to ask you a few more private questions about your family - all of which you refused to answer. 
Finally, he asked you if you wanted to stay the night at their place, since it would be more safe for you that way. To the best of your ability, you did try to discern if Kayn or Yone had any bad intentions. But soon enough, it became obvious that they did not harbor any bad intentions. Collecting your thoughts and counting all the pros and cons, you decided to agree. 
From then on everything was a blur. The ride in the car was comfortable. It was warm and cozy and you didn’t even notice when you fell asleep. More importantly, you didn’t even remember falling asleep in a bed. All you remembered was warmth and a subtle smell of wilderness and lemongrass.
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ferdvonvestra · 2 years
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Dating Shieda Kayn Headcanons Part 2:
⚠️minors dni this one gets a lil frisky⚠️
Can be bribed into almost any social situation with food. He will be grumpy, but food
Firmly believes that dry shampoo can completely replace regular shampoo. He is incorrect. He is also a little shit and every time you tell him to wash his hair he tries to pull a thotty little “mmm come shower with me thooooooo” act. 
He’ll never admit that he’s not just weirdly horny for shower shenanigans, but that actually having you there really helps with his anxiety/trauma around water.
On that note, he will damn near purr like a kitten if you detangle/brush his hair. 10/10 most reliable way to get him to fall asleep.
Has accidentally phased through the mattress and hit the floor while dreaming and scared the shit out of both of you more than once.
With his upbringing and line of work, nightmares are inevitable. He almost never wants to talk about them right when he wakes up, but his arms will wrap around your waist tight like you’re the only thing anchoring him to the world. 
Doesn’t have a hard rule that he won’t/can’t touch you with his left hand, but very clearly unconsciously favors his right when interacting with you. 
Handling Rhaast/his scythe directly is a hard “no” though; he’s confident he can protect you from Rhaast’s influence as his vessel, but he’s absolutely not risking you getting hurt or worse by directly interacting with the daarkin blade.
Possessive as all fuck - somehow manages to be pouty and terrifying at the same time. 
If it’s good-natured chatting or interaction where you’re not uncomfortable, he puffs up and the PDA goes up 10x to show everyone you’re his. 
If you’re made uncomfortable by someone though? Gods help the poor soul who thought they could bother his lover.
Zero tolerance for cold/cold weather. He can be out in the heat all day and barely break a sweat but if it drops below room temperature? He is miserable. 
For someone who runs around shirtless most of the time, he is fully bundled up if he has to go anywhere colder than 50F/15C. Hat, coat, gloves, scarf, the full nine yards. 
Part 2 is here!! Part 3 same as part 2, once I have enough ideas for a whole post I’ll share it here on Tumblr. tysm for the love on this headcanon/mini series <3 
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saey707 · 6 months
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could you write a smut request/headcanons for heartsteel!kayn where he admires the marks f!reader left on him last night?
✿ Prompt: Kayn gets marked ✿
♡ champion focus: kayn ♡ tw: nsfw ♡ Female reader
Author’s Note: Hello anon! Thanks so much for the request ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡ I tried to make this one hornier than my other requests for Heartsteel Kayn since ya asked, so I hope you enjoy! ૮₍´。ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ。`₎ა
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After a long evening performing center stage, Kayn looks forward to nothing more than getting to go back to his hotel room, kicking his shoes off, and resting for a while... That is until he decides to get back up and cause chaos during the late-night hours.
So who better to rough up some trouble with than a beautiful girl?
His method of meeting you was... Not so traditional, no. In fact, prior to taking you with him back to his hotel room, he couldn't stop himself from getting into a bar brawl with a man before you who was trying a bit too hard to get you to leave with his friends... It was so romantic~!
As soon as you both got to his hotel room, you couldn't stop yourselves from engaging one another in a steamy kiss. His teeth sank into your bottom lip, scleraed eyes boring into your own.
His lips tasted like cheap sake whenever you connected with them, but even then you still couldn't get enough of his intoxicating taste.
The stranger's allure could be compared to that of an Asmodeus demon- evilly lustful, with just enough love to reel you into the hook.
"Mm...~ I never got your name~" He purred against your cheek, lips trailing down to connect with your neck, while his hands did the rest of the talking. "Maybe we can wait until morning for the formalities... Why don't you tell me yours for now? That is if you are looking for me to moan your own name tonight..." You suggested.
Amused, he huffed against your skin, before smirking and placing another kiss upon your exposed collarbone.
"It's Kayn. Be sure to scream it loud~ It's the only name you'll want to yell by the time I'm done with you, baby girl." He grabbed your chin with his hand, chuckling lowly. It was degrading, the way he spoke to you... But you couldn't help but love how disgustingly devilish he was.
Progressively, you found yourself under his covers, naked bodies intertwined with one another. Not even some hours prior you had just denied a stranger your presence; Now, you were giving it to another so intimately... How the thought alone was enough to entertain the musical pariah.
The very air you were breathing felt hot, clashing with his own as he pressed his forehead against your own, chuckling to himself as he smashed his lips back onto yours.
His calloused hands rested on your hips. He lowered his head back, allowing himself to somewhat relax while you proceeded to shove his length inside of you.
"Fuck, princess... You want me so bad, don't you?"
The pained grimace on your face turned Kayn on more, the rockstar aggressively beginning to bruise your hips with his fingers as he slammed himself into your pussy over and over again. There was nothing more Kayn loved than rough sex.
"Ah~ Kayn~!!" "Mmh~ I love it when you say my name like that...~" The pair of you were vigorous with your actions, intoxicated, and pretending like your love was mutual.
But deep down, you both knew in the morning it would be like you two were nothing but strangers... So you wanted to make sure the night lasted.
You felt the weight of your upper core buckle as you sank forward into his chest, opening up the opportunity for him to roughly flip you into the bed. He hastily aligned himself with your pussy, muttering profanities under his breath before he began to push himself inside of you once more. Instinctively, your fingernails began to claw at his back. His eyes screwed shut, finding himself moaning louder against your lips.
He spoke quietly, yet devious: "I'm not stopping yet... Not until I come inside this tight little cunt of yours..."
When morning arrived, Kayn awoke to an unfamiliar sting on his arms and back, an empty spot in the bed beside him. Once again, he felt alone with nothing but his thoughts.
With a pounding head, he sat up in his bed, forcing himself to get up and take a long, hard look at himself in the bathroom mirror.
It will come as a surprise to see the inflamed and bloody scratches on his skin...
But he was pleased either way.
And Kayn was even more pleased to see his mystery girl left a note for him on his nightstand, articulating her name and her number: "Let's do this again sometime, Kayn~"
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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.
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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—"
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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.
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tags: @enchantedforest-network @angelshub
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ioniansunsets · 6 months
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pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease i want to braid kayn’a HAAAAIR!!!!!!! I WANT TO USE CUTE HAIR TIES AND SANRIO HAIR CLIPS TO MAKE HIM FEEL SO PRETTY 🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍
✖ Braiding Kayn's Hair ✖
✖ Word Count: 715
✖ Tags: Established R/S, Reader is In the Shadow Order w/ Kayn
✖ A/N: YES I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND YOU. All I dream of is to play with his hair, is it soft? Tangled and coarse? Surprisingly smooth? WHO KNOWS I LOVE IT!
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- The first time you braided his hair it was because it came horrendously undone mid mission and it was a mess. With frustrated grumbles and complaints coming from your partner as he quarrels with Rhaast you were at your limit. You sat him down, ripped some cloth from the corner of your outfit and delicately braided his hair for him. Almost intimate as your fingers run through his hair, bits of dried blood flaking off, the tangled mess somehow calmed in your hands. Working magic you turned his messy long hair into a neat and tight braid. Both him and Rhaast quiet. Kayn only giving you a soft " Thanks..." before continuing on his way. The cocky, prideful man didn't know how to respond to affections or soft moments like that.
- The second time was much different. Coming out of the bath, his hair was wet and tangled. Excitedly he turns to you sitting in your shared room, towel still wrapped around his waist. " Can you braid it again for me!" It seemed like he was thinking about it the whole time he was washing the blood off his skin. Maybe he just realized how nice your hands felt playing with his hair and fought against his pride. Who knows. You accept of course. It was nice. Being innocently close to him this way. The few soft moments in your life in the Order.
- Ever since then, you being the one in charge of braiding his hair was the norm. Every opportunity, every fight that left his hair free, he runs up to you, smiling excitedly, expectantly. A boyish laugh. " Y/N~" He coos, expecting you to come to his aid. To entertain yourself more, you soon started collecting bits and bops to tie into his dark locks. A red ribbon braided in for when you two were out in combat. Small flowers placed in when in the safety of the order. (Kayn was scary honestly so no other member ever dares says anything about it to his face.) Colorful clips and shiny bits in the privacy of your shared room. Braiding his hair became a special shared moment between the two of you. Something you only did for him, and something he only allowed you to do. His hair was also so delightfully thick it was fun to braid, there was so much you could stick in it without it falling out. It amused the both of you.
- Rhaast complains. A lot. Making fun of him. " The only thing in your hair should be blood of innocents Kayn." You shoot the Darkin a dirty look but all Kayn does is laugh taunting the weapon. " Rhaast is just jealous. Should we tie a ribbon around his handle?" The two of your laugh harder as Rhaast grumbles angrily. The two of you did do it by the way, wrapping the scythe in a ribbon as Rhaast screams threatening to take over Kayn right there and then
- Over time you've learn other ways to braid your partner's hair. The simple braid was his default, but in the privacy of your room, sometimes you let yourself get creative. A fishtail braid for when you two sleep together. A lace braid from his blue hair across the back of his head when you feel like seeing him a little pretty. He never protests, sometimes even humming happily as your fingers brush against his scalp. Letting you do what you want with his hair was special privilege reserved for his lover and you enjoyed that precious intimacy. Sometimes you'd even give his forehead a little kiss when you were done. He protests, but honestly, he secretly loves it. How soft you were with him in private like this.
- Zed commented on it once, when he popped by your room to give Kayn a briefing. Kayn's hair was done to the side, a delicate braid with flowers and ribbons. He didn't like being seen like this but it was Zed, hearing his mentor making a passing amused " Well that's different." remark made his face flush. Kayn was embarrassed but at the same time proud that his partner's abilities amused Zed. You had to stifle back your laughter at his reaction and what was effectively your boss giving you a shrug before leaving.
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4sett · 12 days
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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒﹕asterisks = nsfw
⌗ @ 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒
𝐈. nothing yet!
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⌗ @ 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒
𝐈. pulling sett's tail *
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kagakuoniryu · 2 years
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Can you do Kayn with a cute adorable s/o? I'm a huge sucker for dynamics where the cinnamon roll dates death personified 🥺😩
Synopsis :
Kayn with an overly cute s/o
Type :
Headcanon
Warning :
None, kayn have a ray of sunshine and isn't scared to use it
A/N :
Coming back again after a pause, the league fandom seems dead (like in game enjoyer, not only arcane) and it made me kinda sad but as long as I can contribute I'll be happy
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First things first kayn HATED how you seemed to be hapoy about everything
I hardly see kayn falling for someone out the the shadow order since he is mostly busy with master zed's mission, being an acolyte and his own goal to conquer rhaast power
So you're most likely a member and we'll stick to it
Unlike most people in the order you were bubbly and full of joy, most of them were orphans who lost theur family because of war, they had to grown up too fast and that's why most of them don't show much emotions
And if they do, they're mostly negative because they don't know how to deal with them
Your adorable personnality and bright smile make people drawn to you like a bug to a light
Since in their life you're most likely to be the brightest thing
But of course not all acolyte saw you as someone who can deal with shadow magic
Kayn was one of them, he fought that your persobbality didn't matched what was required to master shadows, and that in the end you'll be killed by these
But he was wrong
You were cute and adorable but not naive, you were mentally strong, event stronger than some of zedns student since most of them live while knowing only hatred and anger
One time kayn and you were both sent to a mission outside of Ionia, that's when kayn saw what you were really made of, and started to respect you a lot more
Things progressed slowly from there, from mutual respect to friends, and after kayn kept quiet about his crush for you for almost a year he finally confessed
You happily returned his feeling telling him that because of his always grumpy face you never dared to tell him what you felt
Your dynamic as a couple is definitely "someone will die" "of fun!"
Even rhaast sight when he start to hear you babbling happily about whatever when kayn is just there and nodding along
You hugged kayn by surprise once and he made a squealing noise out of shock you're not ready to forget, so surprise hugs became a routine
They aren't surprising anymore but kayn love to indulge and pretend you surprised him
He has the biggest poker face while you hug his arm with a bright smile, he can give you a headpat, but that's the only thing he'll do in public to show you affection
In private however he is much more attentive, not romantic, lovey dover or cute himself, but he touch you more, hug you more, kiss you more, becuse it's the two of you
When you go on separate mission he always kiss you on the forehead, a simple gesture to tell you that you'll be reunited
Master zed approve deeply of your relationship, he think that someone lile you has a good influence on kayn
He is less stressed, less angry, and less likely to be consumed by the darkin
Sometime grab kayn's cheek and use them to make him have a weird face, he never complained about it because in the end he always receive a kiss
Sometime he want to make you happy and indulge you in a piggy back ride
And you convinced him to bring you back to the order like this, he thought that since it was night everyone would be asleep
They were not, and teased kayn for a month straight about it
He never gave you piggy back ride after that
You two lay be opposite but kayn can't say how much he is lucky to have you
Sometime he may just contemplate life and ask himself how he managed to get someone as good as you
He'll never have his answer but he is already glad for what he has
~hope you'll like it~
🌸Request are open🌸
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