in control – (that's how i like it and i'm never letting go)
huntrix looked up to their k/da seniors as role models – even believing they were hunters for some time ! when your new album comes out with song much darker than their usual sound, they're intrigued by the lyric credits.
pairing(s): huntrix x k/da!demon!reader
warnings(s): n/a
request | a/n: takes place a bit after the movie ! my lore knowledge of k/da isn't the greatest so this is more about you and huntrix 😭
k/da fans everywhere loved their girls equally, from their powerful queen to their badass maknae. one of the best things about stanning a multi-talented group was seeing one of the members consistently in the production and lyric credits. their one and only, the oldest member of k/da, the most talented writer ever – dae dahlia (대 달이아).
blades always complimented your stagename and how fitting it was! you were their amazing flower, blooming whenever you were up on stage. as mysterious yet beautiful as a flower, you acted as k/da's all-rounder member – mastering dance and rap like it was your second sense. however, you bloomed best when it came to your lyric writing and the meanings you had in each song.
but there was barely any information about you when POP/STARS came out – you were a new face to the industry! they knew your mbti and birthday from your member announcement post, of course, but they needed a fancall to learn your name – your REAL name! they wondered... who were you really?
you were always.. different than the other demons
for example, they'd complain about gwima's constant whispers and you just stare at them like .. "?? what whispers?"
you were always interested in human things – their cultures, food, friendship, music
it captivated you, even to the point where you started to stop taking souls as you grew empathy for their lives
eventually, you decided to escape and join the human world, enjoying life unlike any demon's ever experienced before !!
it's actually how you met k/da in the first place, through some auditions with ahri
she interviewed you personally, figuring out what you wanted out of this experience, until you admitted you just wanted to write music. she looked into the messy papers you scratched on since you had appeared on the surface. they were in korean, but a strange dialect of korean that seemed old – ancient. some lines were stale, copied from the radio or some songs her seniors had sang before until she got to the paper furthest in the back.
i'm alive, but i'm dead?
listen to my voice in your hear my voice crawling in your ear up in your head???
i regret it all now note: that's dumb
watch it fill you full of dread until you go (grrra pow!)
it caught her attention – your intelligible writings and mysterious margin drawings. combined with your question answers being fascinated with life as if you had never lived before, claiming a lack of proper training but being a natural dancer and singer, and your far away look as if you were thinking of another life that was centuries old, she couldn't put her finger on it but.. you intrigued her. enough to get a second interview. then a trainee card. and eventually, a debut date.
you were put together in the final lineup of k/da as their producer and sub rapper officially
but you did a little bit of everything – leading to your label as the all-rounder
even sharing your lyrics with them blew them away everytime, and you took incredible time recording demos behind the scenes
in fact, your stage name came from your past
it came from 달아나다 (dal-a-na-da), meaning to run away from something undesirable – like your life under gwima
but you had something solid now – this idol life, friends who loved you, and adorable fans !
but one late night in the studio, you had a thought plaguing you
why be free on the surface but secretive to your closest friends ? it broke your heart, keeping your secret from those you loved the most
so, you admitted your past to them, revealing your marks to them and everything
you feared it would change everything between you .. but you didn't want to hide anything from them any longer
but it had been so long since you met that they knew they could trust that you had changed
and they took it upon themselves to protect your image at all costs
and they always reassured you that they'd always love you – whenever you needed it
akali even came up with the idea to say that your markings were tattoos you got in celebration of your debut since they were similar to her jacket in POP/STARS – which made you giggle
and when you started to reveal them more to fans, a fellow girl group took a major notice
"RUMIIIII!!" a high pitched squeal came as hands blasted against rumi's door. when the purple haired leader opened her door, her fellow members pressed their phones into her face immediately. "did you see k/da's comeback photoshoot!?"
"no? i didn't know it was out already!" rumi was actually the biggest fan of k/da in huntrix. she'd always talk about you being her major influences when it came to seniors she looked up to. she would've pulled out her own phone to look, but the look in mira's face started to worry her. "you two don't.. look excited." they shared a look before showing her your photos – arms out and markings wrapping your arms like vines. it was the most skin you ever really showed, and now? they understood why. "she's.."
"a demon, too." mira spoke the quiet part aloud. rumi looked down at her own arms where her markings sparkled from the effects of the honmoon. lots of thoughts went through her head. you were her bias, after all. were.. you just like her? part demon and forced to hide it all this time? "do you guys think she's.. yknow.. like the sajas?"
"no!" rumi's voice came out more surprised than she meant it to. she cleared her throat. "no.. we.. we shouldn't get the wrong idea. what if.. she's like me? or.. like jinu?" there was a shared silence between the three at the mention of his name, before a notification came up on zoey's phone.
"guys? their new ep just dropped."
when villain came out , everyone was stunned by the darker lyrics
you went to ahri with the old lyrics that impressed her back in 2018
you dug into your memory – your history with the life you hid away and finally finished those lyrics
your members took a lot of care in following your demo exactly to carry out the story you wanted to carry out through "villain"
even in the music video, you were listed as one of the creative directors
there you go, k/da's all-rounder <3
much like the concept video, the mv was mostly shrouded by shadows – representing how you had put that past behind you
you were even surrounded by chains and were trying follow small flickers of light like you were trying to escape the dark, even though you sang like you were cocky and proud
until the very end when you preformed the final chorus in the sunrise, owning your past and acknowledging how you've changed like how the night changes into the day
at least .. that's what you've explained in interviews
huntrix were more in awe of you than before
the story you carried out was analyzed by fans everywhere and huntrix understood what you conveyed perfectly
to the point that they just HAD to know more from you specifically
in the building of the inkigayo music show, you sat on the iconic stairs, posing as your fellow member, evelynn, bent over to get your best angles before she was called for makeup. the second she waved to leave, the clicking of excited heels came up towards you. you bowed, the trio scrambling to do the same.
"um.. let us introduce ourselves!" the girls beside her lined up as they made a cross pattern with their 4-shaped fingers. "2, 3 – don't miss! hello, we are huntrix!"
"ah, huntrix! congratulations on your comeback." your acknowledgement made them giddy.
"thank you, 선배님 (sunbaenim/senior)!!" the purple haired one giggled. "um, i'm rumi! this is zoey and mira," the two waved with uncontained giddiness at their individual mentions, "and we're just.. huge fans! and we actually uh.. had a question for you.. about your tattoos." you cocked your head at them, hands instinctively going to touch your arms. rumi slid her jacket down off her arm, revealing rainbow shimmering marks – much like yours. your eyes met in a kind of ... soft acknowledgement. one full of vulnerability and empathy.
your staff called you back for makeup at the worst time
you two exchanged numbers immediately before having to go on stage and await your score reveal
it was strange meeting someone else like you up here
you felt seen, yet sympathetic for what rumi might have gone through
she didn't tell you her story, but you knew it was hard
but huntrix cheered extra loud when they announced that your comeback knocked SPF100 out of the park <3
you always knew your music touched listeners worldwide, but you never thought someone would get your true message until rumi
after the awards, you and huntrix decided to meet up as soon as possible
you were invited to their penthouse that weekend
they never told you how they scrambled to clean up for the entire 24 hours before you showed up though
you three talked for hours, sharing stories and feeling heard by someone else for the first time in a long time
especially rumi .. you noticed how she would always stare at your marks
when you described your escape from gwima, they told you how brave you are
and, affectionately, how awesome their senior is <33
"wow.. so you literally crawled out of hell. cool." mira stared at you from the other side of the couch, those normally dark eyes sparkling with awe.
"super cool!!" zoey piped up. "that must've been so scary!! have a lot of demons wanted to leave? or.. were you the first? did you have friends that wanted to come with? do demons have friends? was there–" the pillow that hit her arm cut her off, a glairing look and a nervous smile coming from her leader. you smiled reassuringly.
"sorry about all the questions. we've just never.. talked to someone about this before." she rubbed her hands across her arms. you leaned forward, your hands on hers as she looked up at you. your markings blended with hers. you smiled comfortingly.
"and you think i have?" you sighed. "my members barely know my old life because it was so hard to explain. you all know about demons and hunters, gwima and the honmoon – trying to explain it all to them makes me sound like i'm crazy. this is as healing for me as it is for you... i'm just glad i can be a resource for.. my younger sisters." you chuckled. rumi held your hands gently.
"...thank you for letting us talk with you, 선배님 (sunbaenim/senior)."
"please, call me 언니 (unnie/older sister). and.. my real name." you kept it secret from the public, in fear gwima would send your fellow demons after you to bring you back. your k/da sisters only ever called you by your name off camera to protect you, as well. dahlia was your stage now as much as it was your cover name. now? this trio was sitting around you comfortingly, your heart getting deja vu from when you met your own members. that feeling of a new home.
So, I've found myself getting invested into different things like Valorant, Overwatch, and League of Legends for the women only, and because of that, I've fallen into K/DA. So much so that I really really wanted/needed to write something on the four girls.
@sea-lanterns has joined me in thirsting over these women in Discord, so this is inspired by those thirsts. Plus, she's Evelynn's pet hamster, so. Specifically, I wrote for Eve and Akali in this because I didn't have time to write Ahri and Kai... though maybe I'll write something for them later.
WARNINGS: Smut, NSFW, Fem!Reader, Fingering, Cunnilingus, Reader lives to please these women, Sex in the recording studio, Straight into smut
Imagine being the K/DA women's shared plaything. You're always there to pleasure them whenever they ask you two, and you're more than happy to give.
✧ THE GIRLS were all in the recording studio, throwing out ideas between themselves and trying out some things for their upcoming album. During it, Evelynn was getting particularly needy, and considering you were already there to give input when asked... it was only expected that she'd beckon you over.
"On your knees." Evelynn purred while placing a clawed hand onto your shoulder. With a gentle but stern push, you easily sunk down onto your knees in front of her and in between her legs.
You already knew what she was asking from you, and you didn't hesitate to give it to her. You leaned forward, pushing her underwear to the side before pushing your mouth to her pretty pussy. She immediately sighed in pleasure, one of her clawed hands moving to gently hold your head.
"Mmm, good girl." Evelynn purrs, petting your head gently. She leans back on the couch, raising her head up only to be met by the eyes of the other girls.
It wasn't uncommon for something like this to happen, and the three of them weren't angry or surprised by your and Evelynn's actions. They were actually intrigued and turned on by the sight, their attention faltering from talking about new songs.
Evelynn raised an eyebrow at them while pulling you deeper between her legs, driving home the point that you were currently eating her out. Akali could be heard letting out a whine at the sight, wishing it was her that you were in between the legs of. It was safe to say this session was turning into something else.
✧ VOCAL TRAINING with the girls was always something filled with excitement. Especially for Akali, even though she struggled the most with it, all because you were so good at pleasuring her.
"F-Fuck..! H-How are you.. so good at this?" Akali found herself asking between grunts and moans.
You were on your knees in the recording booth with Akali, a smirk on your lips. You were sucking on her pretty clit while curling your fingers inside her, making her struggle with recording her part of a song where she's rapping. Except she was less rapping and more so cursing through sounds of pleasure.
Akali's head fell forward, eyes shutting closed as her hand in your hair was trembling. She was getting close to cumming considering you've been pleasuring her for the last couple of minutes.
"R-Right there..!" Akali gasped, pushing your face even closer to her when you curled your fingers in a specific way inside her.
It didn't take much longer before she was cumming into your mouth, shouting "fuck!" into the microphone as you continued sucking on her puffy, sensitive clit. Safe to say that sound was recorded and added to one of their songs to add effect.
Now Akali will be reminded about how well you pleasured her when listening to the song.
Content; 100% fluff, all characters are written romantically, OOC, some characters are written short based on me not knowing how to type/write for them
Warnings; GN reader
Characters; EVERYONE (Heartsteel, KDA, True Damage)
Indoor dates; Aphelios, Akali, Senna, Yasuo
They choose to spend their valentines day with you indoors; either because they simply prefer it that way, or just want to spend it alone with you ⎯ away from the eyes of onlookers who are desperate for gossip.
Aphelios and Yasuo are introverts at heart, so being away from people is like a blessing to them both. How they'd choose to spend the day with you depends on the current mood they're feeling, for example: wanting to do something that doesn't require much work like watching a movie is one of the go-to's he'd do for valentines. Or on the more rarer occasions where he's wanting to feel genuine and sincere, he'd take some time off idol work to compose a personal song for you ⎯ one that isn't technically sung by him (most likely asked one of their members to sing in his steed) but can be used for karaoke, or background music during dinner.
Akali and Senna are the same as the other two ⎯ both being introverted but also not really? In the pre-tense of it she simply has a hard time getting along with people but would put up some sort of effort when it comes to you. However on this day, she'd much prefer to spend it alone with you. The list on what you would do with her varies on the basics of what most couples do on this day: movies, snacks, dinner, etc. I feel like in a way, Akali would want to spend valentines like how regular couples would ⎯ setting aside her role as an idol.
Kayn and K'sante are the types who'd want to make this day as memorable as he can for you; spending however much money he can offer to spoil you for the whole day. Though I can only imagine for Kayn he'd chooses to spend his money on bringing you to a concert that both you and him have been waiting to attend, whereas for K'Sante he's the type that'll carry all the bags you've bought and take you to a fancy restaurant to dine in.
^ You can also say this would be something Evelynn would also do for you, in terms of taking you out and spoiling you, then bringing you somewhere fancy. She has the power to do so, so why not use it to her advantage, no? At the end of it all you'd both be sitting in a high view building, watching as the city lights coat the streets before calling it a night with sweet kisses and longing words to each other.
^^ Kai'sa somewhat doing the same as what Kayn did, however, instead of just attending 'a' concert ⎯ she'd be giving you tickets to hers and her group's concert instead (i'm sorry idrk how to write for her)
Sett on the other hand is taking you on a walk. Yes, a walk. Varying between places like parks or a walk down the streets ⎯ to taking you on a hiking trip to the mountains. Of course he isn't gonna force you to keep climbing when you're getting tired, but instead of taking a break by sitting down somewhere, he'd continue the walk with you on his back or shoulders. To him it's a win-win situation: You get to rest for a bit, while he continues to walk and show you the amazing view of the place AND technically speaking, this would count as a workout for him, right? I will say at the end of it all, he'd have at least one or two things prepared when the walk is over (your gift).
Ekko is a man who's lived in the street since he was a kid; dealing with hardships and whatnot through out his life already, he'd hope to at least spend one of these days, this day in particular, where he can spend money on you. That's his wish, and with the amount he earns as a Idol ⎯ well, i guess you can say a part of his wish did come true.
A mix between both; Ezreal, Yone, Ahri, Qiyana
In the case of becoming hit stars, and especially being the fans' faves; Ezreal and Yone's schedule are so packed, they have to plan their valentines day to be both indoors and outdoors. For Yone it'd be indoors > outdoors, starting his valetines indoors first because there were still some things he needed to check over before going outdoors with you to spend the rest of your valentines day with him. Ezreal's valentines, however, started off with an outdoor date in mind but then switched to indoors the moment fans caught sight of him and he had to cancel it all ⎯ making him somewhat depressed for the most part because he tried so hard to make this day perfect for you both, but seeing as it was still a day you can spend together, outdoors or not, he's happy as long as he's with you.
^ The same can be said for Ahri, she has plenty of fans who'd want to talk and take pictures of her when she's outside so the outdoor date she had in mind suddenly turned indoor the moment fans caught wind of her activities.
^ As for Qiyana, it'd be similar to Yone but not exactly ⎯ she'd want to spend the day resting a bit longer in bed with you during the start of the day and then spend the rest outdoors; via going to a club or a bar.
omg can i request an one shot of akali from kda seeing her girlfriend after many months away (because of a tour or something) just them being silly lovebirds (maybe the things get a little hot?😈)
im sorry english is not my first language💔
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AN: First ask! Lovely. ♡
Tags: Stress Eating, Light argument, Comfort, Fluff, Heavy Makeout, Implied Sex, Implied Oral Sex.
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It was around 4 AM when you heard the door to your room click open.
In your half-sleep haziness, you almost believe you were dreaming, yet the feeling of something — someone pressing down on you made everything crystal clear.
“Hmm… sorry for waking you up, baby.” Akali whispered, placing a kiss against your shoulder.
You could feel her smile through your skin, she was still in somewhat outdoor clothing but you couldn’t properly process that. Both of you were exhausted, Akali from her long flight and you from your own schedule. You hummed contently as you two managed to huddle up together, and just like that quickly drifting into sleep.
When next morning came, it took you a fat second to rub the sleep from your eyes and realize what had happened last night.
Naturally, you dashed away from the messy sheets and Akali’s past-night discarded clothes, making your way to the living room. For a successful rapper, Akali wasn’t knew to showing off real state. Her villa was perfect for you both; cozy but spacious and perfectly secluded from paparazzi. She wasn’t always there anyways, so you also had the freedom of redecorating as you pleased.
As you descended to the first floor, you could hear Akali’s voice from the kitchen. As you got closer, you heard bits of conversation.
“Well? Tell them to cancel it!”
“I don’t fucking care, I just got home!”
“Yeah, sure, whatever—“
As you peeked at the kitchen, Akali was in the center of a small chaos. Some leftover pizzas and takeout you had ordered prior to her arrival were left on the island, a half-finished gallon of milk by the sink and some candy bar wrappers scattered across the place. Akali wasn’t the most organized person out there, but this was messy even for her standards and you could only assume she has been stress-eating since she woke up.
When she finally noticed you, she mumbled a quick excuse over her phone before tossing it away and opening her arms towards you in a playfully motion.
“Who was it over the phone?” You asked curiously, chuckling as Akali quickly started pecking your face with kisses.
“Just a moron, my assessor.” She murmured, nibbling against your earlobe and drawing a gasp from you.
“Well — you seem a bit…” You stretched, eyeing the contents around her. “Stressed.”
“Hmm… I was just hungry.” She hummed back, her settling against your waist with a firm grip.
“Akali, I’m serious, what’s wrong?” You pressed, a hint of worry in your voice.
Suddenly her hands left your body, her chest decompressed into a long sigh. She added some distance between you both, running her hands through her barely brushed hair.
“Dammit. Listen, I’m fine, okay? Can you drop it?”
“I was just checking on you? You don’t often eat like this and you came back home later than you usually do for tours.”
“Because this has been a long fucking tour,” Her voice was strained, “An annoying one too. The team came up with some new “trendy” shit and didn’t gave us proper time to sort it out.” Akali shook her head in irritation, her fingers fiddling with one of her rings.
You stopped, listening with crossed arms, suddenly the bunch of it made sense. This wasn’t the first time Akali reported something like this, typical creative team pushover. Typical. You couldn’t help but to understand her frustration. She continued to mumble how further her irritation went, discharging a mouthful of curses to everyone involved.
“Did that felt better?” You hummed as she eventually went silent, slowly taking her hands and brushing your fingers against her knuckles.
“Yeah,” She shook her head again, a bit embarrassed this time. “Sorry I exploded on you babe, I’m just on some burnout right now—“
You hushed her with a kiss, pulling her against your embrace with a muffle chuckle. She happily complied, humming against your lips with a familiar playful tune. The kisses were slow, brief but carried with savor. You could feel her nails digging against your ass as she nibbled at your bottom lip.
“Hmm, I missed this — you — fuck, I missed you.” She breathed against your lips, knocking her head over to invest on your neck, focusing on the bits you always loved.
“Weren’t the pics I sent you enough?” You teased.
“Hell no.” She growled.
The two of you laughed as you guided her through the chaotic scene, between her desperate kisses and your giggles you two ended up stumbling over her overly big sofa.
“Ow! Dammit. Tell me again why I bough a sofa this big?” She complained as you both adjusted against the soft cushion. You stopped, biting your bottom lip with phony innocence.
“No idea…” You mumbled, your hands slowly cupping her face as you watched with amusement her face shift in realization.
“Oh, I’m so damn smart.” She grinned, attacking your mouth before you could properly reply.
The room temperature was perfect, just like anything else in that place, but the presence of Akali was a necessity you couldn’t deny. Her hands were cold — always — roaming your body with an alluring sense of possession. You were hers indeed, yet she insisted on reminding you of it every time she came back. Same way she did now.
You barely had time to think before her lips found yours again, firmer this time, hungrier, like she was making up for every second she’d been away.
Your fingers curled into the fabric of her sweatshirt, tugging her closer as if she could disappear again if you didn’t anchor her there. Akali let out a soft hum against your mouth, the sound vibrating through you in a way that made your chest tighten. There was something different beneath the teasing edge she always carried, something softer, almost careful.
“Missed me this much?” you murmured between kisses, your voice brushing her lips.
“So, so much…” She huffed a quiet laugh, forehead pressing against yours for a brief second, her breath warm despite her cool hands still wandering lazily along your sides. “You have no idea,” she replied, but there was no bravado in it this time just honesty, stripped down and real.
Her thumb tilted your chin up again, and she kissed you slower now, like she was relearning you. Every pause lingered a heartbeat longer than necessary, every touch deliberate. The chaos from earlier melted into something quieter, heavier in a way that settled deep in your chest.
You shifted beneath her on the sofa, earning a small, amused sound as she adjusted with you, one knee sliding between yours legs to keep you from pulling away too far. Not that you were trying. You moaned as she applied pressure. If anything, you leaned in more, chasing her warmth despite the chill of her fingertips tracing absent patterns along your waist.
“Careful,” you teased softly, though your hands had already found their way to the back of her neck, keeping her close. “You’re getting clingy.”
“Shut up,” she muttered, but there was a smile tugging at her lips as she kissed you again—quick, then slower, then stealing one more just because she could.
You laughed under your breath, the sound dissolving when she nipped lightly at your collarbone, not enough to hurt, just enough to pull a soft reaction out of you. She grinned at that — there she was again, that familiar spark — but it softened almost immediately, her forehead resting against yours.
For a moment, neither of you moved.
The world outside that room, her tours, the noise, the distance, everything felt miles away. It was just her breath mixing with yours, her hands stilling like she didn’t want to break the moment, like she was memorizing it. The increasing heat, the way she groped your soft skin, kissing along your chest with familiarity.
“…Let’s take it slow this time,” she gasped, the words brushing your lips more than reaching your ears. “You’re so gorgeous, I want this so bad.” She smiled as your clothes came undone.
You didn’t argue. Instead, your hand slipped into hers, fingers threading together easily, naturally. You pressed one last soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.
“Please,” you murmured. “I love you.”
Akali exhaled slowly, something in her shoulders finally easing as she started to descend on you, her head settling against your stomach, then in between your legs. And for once, she didn’t rush, didn’t chase, didn’t try to prove anything.
can this arcane/league of legends character be trusted with your drink at a party?
caitlyn (8/10)
attended to house parties her whole life (probably not voluntarily) and kept a lot of peoples drinks safe. she tends to stay away from the party so a very solid option if you need a quick toilet break. will only let go of it in emergencies but makes sure to buy you a drink as an apology.
vi (4/10)
might take a sip if the beverage is up her alley. can and will judge you based on your drink of choice. doesn't let go of the drink in any cases but anybody could spike the drink and homegirl wouldn't realize it. (makes sure they memorize her fist print is she does though)
jinx (0)
you wake up in a cold bath with empty ice bags on the ground. the side of your body feels super warm. you got the jinxed ending. have fun living without a liver.
ekko (7/10)
he dances while holding the cup 🥺🥺 will definietly ask if he can take a sip regardless of what the drink is. slightly pouts upon hearing no but won't force you to elaborate on it. drama queen, will close the cup with his palms if he hears you approaching
"my bad, thought you were coming for my buddies drink there"
heimerdinger (7/10)
will try his best to protect your drink. holds it with both of his hands. realistically, somebody could just swoop in and take it from his grasp but otherwise, another solid choice.
viktor (4/10)
why must you do this to him??? nervous that a half empty drink in hand might be an excuse for other people to speak to him. just stands there, you find him in the exact position as you left him. there's a big chance he might just leave it there if the party gets too intense.
mel (10/10)
super natural and professional about it. will sip only a little to make sure she leaves her lipstick mark on it. sways the glass slowly while gracefully holding a conversation.
jayce (8/10)
he's excited🥺🥺 holds it like a trophy. he fights for a safe drink, he'll die for a safe drink. might get bored if you take too long and theres a slight chance that he WILL judge you for your drinking choices.
singed (no)
no
silco (5/10)
if he likes you, he'll death stare anyone that gets close to the drink in question. if he doesn't, the houseplants will be seeing some action.
"hey silco can you hold this for a minute?"
"of course, love."
"cut the cameras"
sevika(6/10)
she also drinks without asking, not because she likes it but just to see you flustered. other than that, people could "joke" about grabbing the cup and they would be catching these blades.
aphelios (10/10)
he's a soldier with a mission. cup locked in sight, just silently stares at it until you come back. gets praised by his sister for being such a responsible friend.
kayn (7/10???)
actually very happy to hold it for you. might think of you as a stupid cunt if he sees you drinking embarrassing stuff but this is a very good opportunity to shut people up.
"oh sorry, kind of busy here you see. i'm keeping an eye on this one. have a good time" *bends down to rhaast's level* "kill this bitch right now."
aatrox (??/10)
YES HUMAN!! FINALLY YOU UNDERSTAND THE TRUE PURPOSE OF BEING A DEATH BLADE. ofc he will keep you tiny cup safe wdym *gets fucking split in half*
sett (10/10)
surprisingly (or not) responsible. he will cross his arms on his chest but hold onto the cup firmly. he's making his momma proud, no screwing around on his watch.
akali (6/10)
sure bestie, doesn't actually mind it. the only problem is, she also probably doesn't care if you're not very important to her. makes sure that the drink is safe from other substances but leaves it on the counter if she sees you approaching.
jhin (no)
art, shall blossom from the absence of your wit and self-awareness. what were you thinking :D?
vander (10/10)
another professional. definitely knows what an angelshot is and definitely slapped a bitch in a blue t-shirt before. tired and unamused dad keeping the cup safe, that's it this is the motto.
graves (???)
you get the goody aaah ending. he drank the spiked drink that he was supposed to protect, good job! twisted fate was there to witness everything and he did nothing to interfere just for the fun of it :)
runeterra akali being very, very obsessed with that one noxian defector she keeps seeing wandering around her little town
she sees you just randomly one day in her village. she thinks it's an invasion because of your clothing, but then you're helping an old woman get home, and the old woman gives you clothes and a bed to sleep in because you had nowhere to go
for a while, akali keeps her eye on you, to make sure you're not loyal to noxus. but over time, she finds herself intrigued by you. she goes up to you one day with the excuse of "miss! you dropped this" when you didn't actually drop shit. it was just an excuse to see your pretty face up close
she keeps coming back when she can. starting conversations with you, finding herself with more fruit than she knows what to do with because you just keep giving her these stupid little fruits every time she sees you, and she doesn't have the heart to tell you she's allergic
your first kiss is in her house. she made you ramyun and you adored it, and she literally kissed you because of it. it made a mess of her kitchen, but she didn't care. she grabbed your waist, tugging you closer when you kissed her back
anyway i'm actually in love with akali she's been living in my brain every day for 442 days (i'm not exaggerating at all) (like fr)
A kind soul commissioned me some fluffy headcanons. Thanks so much for your trust!!
COMMISSION:KDA girls married to one lucky man
How could a simple man like you score all of those pretty and famous ladies was so beyond a mind's comprehension;yet this happened and there was no way for them to change their minds.
They could get anyone, but there was something in you that made their head spin and hearts throb.
Your genuine personality and true affection towards them.
Each one of them took something on the table and while this looked like a hard and weird marriage this still worked.
Many were hoping for a scandal, but what they got was a real and wholesome relationship. You were the glue that kept everything together.
Surprisingly Evelynn was actually the oldest one of the bunch;surpassing you even;not that you minded;her mature personality balanced the whole "team."
With Evelynn came the spoiling;she wanted to be spoiled but for you she would gladly go the extra mile to make you feel appreciated. At least once a month you all have a spa day thanks to her.
As a diva expects from her a couple of peculiar requests and days of carrying her bags while shopping.
Fear not, she will take care of you in every way possible.
Akali's the youngest one in this marriage and keeping up with her energetic personality is both a blast and the equivalent of hours at the gym.
She likes to treat you ramen and take you out sightseeing when the tours take them in a city no one haven't visited yet.
She doesn't shy away from letting you hear her from newest rhymes. Sometimes she asks you to join her in the studio spending hours at the table searching for the right flow while snacks and drinks are around you. Wouldn't admit you are her muse.
She's the one who messages you the most if you can't go on a tour with them.
Kai'sa is the one who takes care of everyone's health most of the times;as the dancer of the group, her hope is to keep you in top shape.
Takes you to dance;whatever the occasion might be, all of you will be dragged on the dancefloor.
She prefers solo dances so she can move freely but if it's you who ask her she will definitely close an eye and get out her comfort zone.
She doesn't speak much, but she's the best listener.
In Ahri you have the best confidant;she listens but also gives good advices and insights about situations. Everyone runs to her if there's a problem they might not be able to salve on their own.
Ahri treats you with the utmost gentleness but also with a bit of sweet flirtatious comments.
Time spent with Ahri is always relaxing; she's the type to snuggled under blankets when she's not training or modeling, acting, singing you name it.
She tries her best to make time for you.
Be sure to remind her to take some or time off her idol duties or will burnout herself.
How the K/DA members react to their fans demanding a kiss on-stage:
Akali is hesitant, at first, but only for your sake. She turns to face you while the crowd endlessly chants your ‘ship’ name, making sure her fringe covers her searching gaze from the cameras. The same deep, ocean blues that shine like azurites underneath the glittery floodlights, that you absolutely cannot meet without your cheeks feeling like they’re bursting into flames.
Whatever she sees in you during those stolen seconds must be enough for her, because the next heartbeat she has taken a brave step forward, warm hands cradling your jaw and neck like something utterly fragile and completely precious. The last thing you see is her faint, private smile drawing closer before you instinctively close your eyelids...
Just like that she’s kissing you. Slim, balmy lips caress your own, soft as cotton and far gentler than you could have ever imagined –and you did dare imagine this, during moments of weakness in lonely nights. She starts out slow, gives you time to relax into it before her mouth parts slightly against yours, asking for more.
On one hand, you’ve already given much more than what your thirsty fans asked for. You should stop. You should, but… you feel her pull you closer, the tremble of her breath against your lips. And that does you in. The very tips of your tongues meet and move together for a heated, electric moment you both savor like fine wine, before you break apart, chuckling in embarrassment.
Gods above, your stomach is filled with butterflies.
Seeing the red color dusting her beautiful face, you think maybe you’re not the only one who has them.
Kai’sa hugs you easily –it’s almost a habit by now– at the end of the concert, yet turns beet-red the millisecond people start demanding you kiss. She steps back, refuses to meet your eye as the voices get louder, but you both know your fans will not stop until they are appeased. With a deep breath, you accept your fellow popstar is never going to make the first move, therefore the task falls onto you.
You touch her waist gently, assuringly. Gorgeous violets shyly rise to meet your gaze. Surely, your eyes convey, a kiss between the two of you is not the end of the world. You always cuddle when watching movies with the group, you have fallen asleep in the same bed, once or twice. Both of you think the other is good-looking and there’s solid trust between you. This doesn’t have to be awkward.
Kai’sa seems to agree as she places one hand on your shoulder and the other finds yours. Your free palm slides to her side, caressing the bare skin at the cuts of her tight-fitting outfit. You lean in…
Her lips smell like peach gloss, you note before you kiss them. And –oh, she’s so soft and pliable against you. Everything about her is buttery sweetness. No wonder you cannot get enough. What was meant as a chaste peck turns into a legitimate liplock; you’re sucking on her lower lip and the worst –best?– part is that she seems in no rush to pull away.
A soft sound in the back of her throat snaps you out of the daze before your tongue slips into her mouth and this really gets out of control.
Breaking apart under the sounds of endless cheers, red-faced, Kai’sa squeezes your hand tight. She does not let go.
Ahri doesn’t seem fazed by the demand, nor did you expect her to be. Her bow-shaped, pink lips merely curve into a slow smile capable of charming the coldest of hearts, crystalline tails ever moving behind her in gentle, hypnotic waves. When she angles her torso towards you, reaches up with graceful fingers to guide her microphone out of the way, her intention clear, you forget what it means to breathe. Ahri fixes you with her smokey, endlessly blue eyes and crooks a finger.
“Come to me, sweetheart.” she beckons. Still, you hesitate. Until she silently mouths “Don’t you trust me?”
It isn’t her you don’t trust, it’s your body’s reactions to her. You are placed in a spot where you don’t exactly have a multitude of options, though, so you summon what is left of your courage and walk up to her. As soon as you step close, her arms rise to guide you into her. Her touch trails up your shoulders like water; one hand wraps around your neck, the other weaving through your hair to cup your nape.
“Don’t be afraid.” comes her gentle whisper, practically against the corner of your mouth.
When she kisses you, it is like every dream blossoms to life. Her vanilla scent, her sweet taste, the softness of her tails brushing your legs and sides, all feel like you’re floating, suspended between the clouds and heaven. Ahri’s thumb rolls in little circles underneath your ear and the whine you give has her smiling against you.
Then her tongue licks over your bottom lip and you nearly die. The velvet trace of it over yours melts you in her arms. With a parting suck on your bottom lip she draws back, flashing the cameras a wink and a brilliant smile.
Meanwhile, her hand still caresses your neck, as if telling you to breathe.
Uh-oh. That look is burning-hot trouble. It is the definition of eye-sex.
Evelynn already has her arm around your shoulders when the audience starts chanting for you to kiss. No way that’s happening, you muse with a shake of your head. Sadly for them, she doesn’t much care what others think, fans or media, nor does she aim to please anybody other than herself.
You make to extract yourself from her side, except… you find that her hold tightens. The diva turns to you, pins you in place with a liquid smirk and lidded amber eyes peeking above the rim of her mauve sunglasses…
Your stomach plummets and shatters before she even traps your chin between a thumb and curled pointer, before the deadly sin that is her purple-glossed mouth descends on yours. Her full lips cover your own like smoke, taste like the sweetest poison you can’t help but drink in. Sounds are muted to your ears. Thoughts on your surroundings dissipate. You are in darkness; the only thing you are allowed to feel is her.
Evelynn does not ask for permission to deepen the kiss; she just takes it. Her thumb guides your mouth slightly more open and then her tongue slithers in, rolling around your own while the fiery seal of her lips never breaks. Your knees nearly give out from underneath you.
By the time she’s satisfied, pulling back, readjusting her mic with long, manicured fingers, you are left as shaken as a house after an earthquake. You do not hear whatever risque thing she says to the crowd, only feel her thumb wipe the lipstick mark off the corner of your mouth. You have half a mind not to turn into her touch.
Minutes later, you have almost managed to compose yourself. That is, until she leans in again, her breath hovering over your ear this time;
“Darling.” she drawls. “Shall we continue this at the hotel?”
