#ensavagery

[kalijhomentethi]

@ensavagery

Curiosity. That’s what led to Akali running her hands all over Ahri. Her touch is warm and reverent, gaze containing nothing but admiration for her fox as fingers find soft fur to brush through. She strokes her tails, giving all nine of them equal, careful attention as they swished around until the both of them were practically pressed up against each other. She switches her focus and her hands then move up to gently grasp the fluffy ears directly in her line of vision.

Her expression brightens just a tiny bit. It’s cute, how responsive yet patient the other can get. Or maybe Ahri is just one second away from pouncing on her for being so touchy. Akali gives the ears a light tug, her head tilting slightly as if to examine it from a different angle. The edges of her mouth twitch to form a hint of a smile that she barely suppresses. She’s never going to admit how much the thought of touching her ears & tails crosses her mind, even if Ahri has caught onto it already.

So, to cover her metaphorical tracks, she lets go of fluffy ears in favor of showing her appreciation for Ahri instead. She trails the back of one hand down the side of her face, taking the time to memorize and remember the smallest details of her, until she reaches the marks on her cheeks. There, the look on her face turns soft. Her eyes speak of emotions reserved for her one and only fox, silent songs and poetry that only the other can hear and feel.

She brings her free hand up and turns her other hand over to delicately trace the marks, as if she were the one who gave them to her. Her touch is featherlight and meaningful, conveying something that words cannot. The moment they share is intimate, and unlike other times, Akali isn’t afraid. She embraces the connection and lets herself fall into it like it’s second nature, heart and soul thrumming in time with it.

It’s only a few seconds later that she lowers her hand around Ahri’s jaw. With all this staring and skin contact, barely any space separating them, it’s a miracle that not one kiss was exchanged between them. She ought to remedy that. But she has other plans for the time being. She pushes her thumbs against the corners of her partner’s mouth, willing it to open. When it does, her attention is quick to settle on bared fangs. Fangs that belong to a predator. Fangs that would have no problem tearing her apart if it ever came to it.

Oh. Hm. Pointy. 

Akali wonders for a moment how it’d feel on her. It’s a train of thought that’s decidedly not innocent at all. Hands still holding the other’s face, she puts her thumbs on the sharp edges, almost breaking the skin of her thumbs in the process but not quite yet. Any other movement now, however subtle, would make her bleed. It’s a dangerous position that she doesn’t shy away from. If anything, that’s what she’s waiting for: for Ahri to make her move.

She glances up from canines to meet Ahri’s eyes once more, the smolder in her gaze carrying something more than curiosity. “Anyone ever tell you how sharp your teeth are?” She murmurs. She doesn’t remove her fingers from the tips of her fangs; instead she keeps them there and lingers as she looks at the she-fox in front of her.

[kinkou-led]

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[kazeton]

“ was he always like... this? “ they’re both looking at yasuo. judging him a bit maybe.

“Yes. He has always been wild.” Yone sighed.

“Though I think the dumbassery is a side effect of his alcoholism.” He swears Yasuo used to be smarter. How else would his little brother have become such a talented swordsman?

Yasuo used to get praise from Souma. He used to be so keen. But, perhaps, his journey had left him more desperate than Yone could have feared. Life had not been kind to his younger brother. Not that he really deserved it considering everything he’d done. But still. He felt a bit of pity seeing Yasuo so down in the dumps.

“At least he is having a good time when he’s drunk.”

[avenged-ninefold]

“ what do you think you’re staring at? “

        ❛ Hm ...

        I am STARING at ... ❜

        Long, unnecessary thought. Ninetails knows WELL what they were staring at.

       ❛ The DIVINE shape of a would-be goddess in disguise, at the ELEGANCE of a woman that knows well of what they are capable of provoking without batting a SINGLE eye or flinching ANY muscle. ❜

       @ensavagery​

[empaethi]

CONTINUED    FROM    YOUR    ASK .

❝        𝐇 - 𝐇𝐄𝐘    —    !!        𝐈    𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃    𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄    !    —        ❝                his    effort    is    for    naught ,    the        sly    fox        that    she    is ,    moving    quicker    than    he    can    keep    up    with  .        eyebrows    are    knitted    together    as    eyes    narrow    as    a    folly    attempt    at    regaining    sight ,    blurred    vision    loosely    focusing    on    the    blurred    figure    holding    those    dainty    frames    between    lithe    fingers  .        𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨    𝙩𝙝𝙚    𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚    𝙩𝙤    𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧    𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧    𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮,    rosy    cheeks    are    matched    with    a    closed    off    form  .        𝐙𝐄𝐄’𝐒    voice    squeaks    out ,    awkwardly    so ,    as    he    crosses    his    arms .                ❝        they’re    my    glasses    —    𝙸    𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝    𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢    𝚜𝚎𝚎    𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝    𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖    . . .        ❝                though ,    he    wasn’t    one    to    be    assertive  .        he    resigns    back    into    his    seat    with    a    huff ,    but    his    expression    relaxes .                ❝        uhm    —    they    actually    look    quite    good    on    you    . . .     but    they    make    be    too    big    . . . .    m - maybe    you    can    get    smaller    ones  ?        oh ,    maybe    i    can    help    you    pick    some    out  !          ❝

[ira-sturm-archived]

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“The next time her tails go up...my claw will find her rear end rather swiftly.”

[preykeep]

tackles him in her half fox form.

         STOPS HER mid tackle ,   feeling the tremor of her body being slowed to a halt as his paw cradles her chin - his claws making harmless wells in the smooth soft skin of her cheeks . it’s a REFLEX and even though his paw can near hold the entirety of her face he knows that she is NOT delicate , nor harmless and he’s wary about allowing her too close .  his maw parts   , pointed teeth bared to the mischievous creature .    “ do i need ROPE to keep you still,  fox ? ”    a low growl permeates his voice , crackling in his throat  .    /   @ensavagery

[sonofshin]

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Ahri: I’m so rich, my homies take showers for me

Yun, shoving the shower curtain aside: I gotchu, homie!

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Ahri: Hey, Yun, look at me

Yun: *looks*

Ahri: Bitch