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AAAAWH SHE IS SO AMAZING 😩 i really need to start playing her more on mid, but i'm in my ziggs phase sadly 💔 anywho, please enjoy this shorty ;)
cw for possessive! ahri, a hint of degradation, jealousy, rough sex, fingering
“a-ahri…” you can hardly from the syllables of her name with the effort it takes to remain composed. you want to reach up and pull her down to kiss but she had your wrists above your head, tightly pinned against the desk. she has never taken you this roughly before, and certainly not in her office; although you have mentioned it to her, she thought it was unprofessional to do such things in there.
she scissors her fingers, thrusting knuckle deep inside you that has you crying out. but you shouldn’t be complaining so much, she is beautiful like this, place cheeks flushed, eyes narrowing in concentration as she fingers you with speedy, feverish pumps of her hand.
“silly girl, you are mine.”
so, this was what it was all about. you were just right outside of her office when one of the sound guys approached you with some intimate question. it as clear now that her roughness is a sigh of possession, she wants to mark you, make you hers, though whether it’s more of a reminder to her or you, you weren’t sure.
“only y-yours..!”
she grins at your statement, she knew you were obedient, but it still gave her that sense of ownership over you that no words could describe just the flutters in her stomach when you said it.
you give her a small, flushed smile. it was exciting to see this harsher side of her, you’d be lying if you said that being treated roughly by the lead singer of the popular group that k/da wasn’t something that crossed your mind more often that it should have.
Hey luv, I was wondering if you took requests and if you do I'd kindly like to request something. I was wondering if you'd be willing to do a K/DA Akali x female reader where they were childhood friends but lost contact over the years and when they reunited at a party, they did some catching up and Akali discovered that the reader is a songwriter and in a way maybe a singer but just doesn't have the courage the put the songs out into the public yet. Throughout catching up they grew feelings for each other and didn't want to admit it to themselves or each other but the other members of K/DA were noticing it and well they planned a little something to help them confess and then they got together.
If you can't do it that's ok. 😊
Have a good rest of your day/night luv💕🫂
ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ
Pairing: K/DA!Akali J. Tethi x Black!NoLabel!Reader
Genre: Fic
Synopsis: In which Akali realizes the love she expressed in that snowy playground all those years ago has never faded.
Warnings: minor cursing, a bit of interpersonal homophobia, lyrics are from the song "This Town" by Niall Horan, I do not own any part of the song or lyrics they're just in use to creative purposes!!
A/N: I mayyyy have strayed away from the original plot at but at the end 😬 it was starting to get too long and I didn't wanna keep letting it sit in the drafts. I hope you stoll enjoy!!
Tap-tap, tap-tap, tap-tap, went each end of the pen as it connects to the solid wood of the studio desk. On said desk, a half written song with only a base guitar melody and a few lines of a verse lie forgotten, and it’s writer sat on the studio couch, gazing into the snow-ridden park below the agency building. It’s winter, and if not for the imagery outside, one could distinguish the season by the volume and vibrations from the boiler room’s furnace that rung throughout the walls. Despite the warmth that flooded the building, the wild haired girl still had on a fleece hoodie and jogging pants set, with thick socks to keep her feet warm, and the hoodie sleeves long enough to cover her freezing fingers.
Akali had been in K/DA’s shared studio since the early hours of the morning, and had barely gotten her song done. The song was important, as it would be her solo for the upcoming album, and with only two days left to submit the final rendition, the pressure was high. She’s already gotten worried looks from Ahri and Kai’Sa, and most recently, a scolding from Evelyn about ‘this is not who we are’. Management, though they’ve always had faith in the firecracker, were also showing signs of doubt, as they’ve never encountered Akali in this state of mind before. And if she knew how to combat this form of seasonal depression, Akali would have told her bandmates and the company to not worry.
Everyone was a bit on edge.
Akali is entranced by the snowflakes that fall from the sky. They remind her of her youth, when she would play in the neighborhood playground after martial arts lessons, unphased by the cold, as winter was her favorite season. Her gaze was fixated on the playground in the park below, and from her imagination, the young rapper reminisced on the simpler times, when her childhood was pure, and her love was innocent.
“‘Kali, stop it, you’re gonna hurt yourself!” a young voice echoed from Akali’s brain as her mind made a turn down memory lane. A young Akali, no older than six or seven, stood high and mighty on top of the jungle gym, ready to show off her newest trick to her best friend, who stood worried on the snow covered ground. She should be used to Akali’s recklessness by now, but Akali never ceases to amaze the other young girl.
“If I make this flip, you have to promise me something, [Y/N]!” Said Akali, ignoring the worry her friend displayed beforehand.
“What is it?” replies [Y/N], curiously.
“You have to promise to marry me!” Akali replies in a confident tone, preparing herself for the flip of her life, while [Y/N] deadpans into her hand. “Just don’t hurt yourself, stupid!”
Of course, Akali lands her flip expertly - and [Y/N} lets out the breath she didn’t know she was holding - and as she stands up straight, the wild haired girl holds out her hand, pinky-finger pointed out and ready to seal the promise.
“Pinky promise you’ll marry me, [Y/N]?”
“Girls don’t marry each other, ‘Kali, they marry boys.” [Y/N] says matter of factly, causing Akali’s lips to form a point at her best friend. “Says who?”
[Y/N] paused, thinking for a moment. “My mom and dad. Don’t yours?”
A bored ‘booooooo’ left Akali’s lips, chapped by the cold. “Okay, fine - if we don’t get boyfriends when we’re older, then we’ll marry each other. How does that sound?”
[Y/N] paused once again, taking a longer moment to think about her answer. After a minute or two, she shrugged, and interlocked her gloved pinky with Akali’s bare one. “Okay! I’ll marry you then!”
A knock on the studio door brought Akali’s trip through memory lane to a pause. With haste, she got up from her seat on the couch and opened the door. Standing in the doorway was her bandmate, Kai’Sa, and the sight of the main dancer made Akali’s eyebrows raise in question.
“You’ve been in here for a while, yknow,” Kai’Sa began, “anything yet?”
Akali shook her head in defeat. “I haven’t had writer's block in a minute. This shit is killing me.” She said, rubbing her eyes that burned with exhaustion.
“Well, I have an idea….”
Normally, Kai’Sa’s ideas are very good and beneficial, but it was something about the way that the dancer said that sentence that sparked a sense of mischief in her gut. “And what is this idea?”
“Let’s say that a new club opened up in Hongdae,” Kai’Sa started, and though Akali knew where this was going, she found herself leaning against the doorframe to entertain her bandmate’s ‘hypothetical’ question, “aaaannnd let’s say that I got us some free access tickets into the VIP show tonight, that’s displaying a new singer-songwriter-producer with a new single performance….would you be interested?”
It’s always an adventure when Kai’Sa finds things to do in the cities that K/DA visits. She’ll ask so innocently, dragging the other girls into her random, exciting rendezvous, which always tend to spark new inspiration for music, dance and entertainment for the group. Kai’Sa didn’t have a mischievous bone in her body, but in certain situations, her adventures would end in an intense night of clubbing, drinks, and not-so-appropriate dancing.
“You’re trying to get me inspiration to write?”
“Maybe. But you’ve also had yourself holed up in here for a week, and I think you could let loose a little. We can’t have our hidden gem down in the dumps-”
“-so close to a comeback?”
“-in general, ‘Kali.”
Akali took in Kai’Sa’s words. Normally, that’s how her writer’s blocks would be cured - a quick trip to an underground event would have the rapper in good spirits in no time at all. However, a club is different than an underground event - theres more people that know people, with less etiquette and more entitlement - which is why Akali normally strayed away from those kinds of scenes.
However, it was two days before her shit was due, and she was becoming desperate to get something on the page.
“I can be ready in an hour.”
The heavy base blasting through the walls of the club has Akali rethinking her decision of taking on Kai’Sa’s offer. There were many more bodies than she anticipated, many more flashing lights and floating drinks. She thinks she’s underdressed - her simple pair of ripped jeans, combat boots, white tee and black cap making her stand out like a sore thumb. Paired with the various rings on her fingers, wrist watch and silver chains and her signature dogtags, the rapper felt as though she was going to meet up with a friend, not enjoy herself at a club. A hand went to adjust her cap a little over her eyes to avoid unwanted eye contact with anyone who wasn’t Kai’Sa.
“Relax, girl,” said the main dancer, as Kai’Sa placed a hand on Akali’s back, “I can feel the tension radiating off of you.”
“It’s been a minute since I’ve been in a setting like this,” Akali responds, “It’s…a lot more people than I thought.”
“Don’t worry, just follow my lead.”
“Follow your lead where, exactly?”
“To the DJ Booth.”
Of course, it was like Kai’Sa to get in good with the DJ’s so that she could request a hefty amount of songs without an additional charge. She was skillful like that - and almost never dropped her band’s name for the benefit of her own.
Through the mass of bodies already tipsy from colourful shots and club music, Akali and Kai’Sa made their way to the back of the club, where the DJ booth was located, as well as the VIP section. All Kai’Sa had to do was flash her phone at the overly-buff bouncer for the two to be let in. Akali didn’t question it - she was too busy trying to get a feel for the club. She barely noticed when her hand was let go of, as Kai’Sa went to hug the DJ who had invited her to this event.
“‘Kali, this is the guy I was telling you about,” said the main dancer over the blasting music, to which Akali shook his hand out of respect. Small talk was made, until the DJ leaned into Kai’Sa’s ear, pointing in another direction while saying something. At that point, Akali had been babysitting a small fruity drink, having grown a bit comfortable into this new setting.
The dancer had leaned over to Akali next to relay the message: “This is the new rising artist I was telling you about earlier! They’re about to perform!”
Akali shifted her gaze from her bandmate to the stage, and suddenly, the music that was so deafening became a muffled memory, as the rapper took in the presence that was on the blue and purple accented stage. A face she had not seen in years, now appeared before her with a new sense of maturity and age.
It was [Y/N] up there, and what’s more, she was singing.
The next four minutes or so was a blur to Akali, and she was only able to refocus when Kai’Sa had given her a gentle shake on the shoulder, warning her about the new arrival to the VIP section. The arrival being [Y/N], who’s first move was to hug the DJ, who she could only assume had some relation to her. She shook Kai’Sa’s hand, and when it was Akali’s turn to be greeted, the rapper was still dumbstruck by the beauty in front of her.
Akali and [Y/N] made eye contact, and for a moment, it seemed like the world paused. The club and it’s loud, pulsating music became muffled, and the only thing Akali was focused on was the woman before her. It felt like a dream, really, the way everything died down around her and how her focus zoomed in onto the singer who was approaching her for a hug-
Shit, [Y/N] was coming in for a hug. She was coming in for a hug and Akali was standing still like an idiot. It wasn’t until the rapper felt the warmth from the other spread throughout her body that she was able to react.
“Holy shit, it’s been ages!” (Y/N) says into Akali’s ear, thankful of the close proximity so that she didn’t have to yell. “You’re a big shot now! How’ve you been?”
The rest of the night consisted of the two catching up on their lives prior to this (with subtle pop-ins from Kai’Sa, who’d taken to entertaining herself on the dance floor with whoever was willing to dance with her). There exchange of phone numbers and socials, and when the club finally became unbearable for Akali (and Kai’Sa having downed one too many shots), the two separated with a promise to meet up again.
Akali lays on her bed, lost in the thought of you. Emotions that had been unknown to her for some time had begun to swirl up again - emotions she believed she had pushed down long ago when circumstances caused her and (Y/N) to separate in their youth; but she was back.
She was back, and she was gorgeous, and Akali was falling in love all over again.
The next thing she knows, Akali is up again at the crack of dawn, where the sun is just beginning to peak over the horizon, and with her sudden alertness come the adrenaline she had been missing for her songwriting. Off went the blankets that covered her thin frame as she frantically stumbled over to her desk, littered with various papers of songs past, music sheets, and other instruments of music creation. The rapper managed to get a pencil steady in her hands and a clean sheet of paper, and began to write feverishly. She wanted to get it down before the inspiration was lost again. She did not look up from the paper until she deemed the song done, and when she finally did, the sunrise had taken it’s place upon the horizon. Akali found comfort in the vibrant oranges, soft yellows, and lazy purples that painted the morning sky, the blanket of night being stripped away for a brand new day.
A new dawn, a new day. Akali felt at peace in this moment.
Akali nods her head at Ahri’s question, anxiety shaking her bones like the cold from the winter that blanketed the city.
“-and you said you wrote this, this morning?”
This song was all or nothing.
“It’s different from you, ‘Kali,” said the blonde woman as she examined the piece of paper with various scribbles of words into stanzas, her chin resting in the palm of her hand, “but I think it’s beautiful. Did you have a composition?”
“Uh, well- yeah, but not recorded,” replies the rapper as she gestures over to the guitar that laid against the wall of the studio, “I can play the chorus?”
Ahri looks back to Yasuo, the bands producer, who simply shrugs, “I don’t see why not. We can worry about recording it later for submission.”
Akali, in an attempt to shake off her anxiety, grabs the guitar, positions it on her lap, and fiddles with the tuning keys to get the instrument in the right tune to play. There’s a moment of hesitance, in which she glances to Yasuo and Ahri, who patiently wait for Akali to play.
Akali nods, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath to ground herself. The image of (Y/N) appears in her mind, and before the rapper knows it, she begins to play:
And if the whole world was watchin’
I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways
To be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
You still make me nervous
When you walk in the room
Them butterflies, the come alive
When i'm next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
Akali could hear the pumping from her heart furiously in her ears. She slowly peels her eyes open to see her bandmate and producer giving applause to her demonstration of the on-the-fly composition she just did.
“That was marvelous, ‘Kali!” announces Ahri, “That has to be at the top of the track list- Yasuo, it just has to be!”
She’s tugging at the older man’s green cardigan in excitement, which makes both Akali and Yasuo chuckle at her child-like behavior. “I agree, it’s definitely a good song,” He adds on, taking a sip from the coffee he had been nursing in his hand for a while, “‘Lover Girl’ Akali J. Tethi has a ring to it.”
“Please, stop, I’m not a lover girl,” the rapper whines, overwhelmed by the swell of compliments from the two as she lowers the bottom of the guitar onto the floor, taking to resting her chin on the top of the handle with her hands adding cushion to the wooden instrument, “and- I mean, I guess it’s good. I mean- I know it’s good, but…”
“We need the inspiration details!” Ahri asserts, dying to know what caused her bandmate to create such a beautiful piece. “Is it about something? About someone…?”
“Uuuhhmmm…” it was a futile attempt to stall, but the smile that painted Akali’s face gave her away completely. Ahri’s squeal and insistent tapping on the arm of her chair urged Akali to continue.
“Okay, so- there’s this girl…” The rapper began, her head tilting slightly to the side as she tried to find the best way to tell this story. “We’ve been friends since we were little…and I loved her. But we ended up separating- she moved away right before we were about to start middle school. But, last night- when Kai took me to that club, I saw her. I saw her, after so long. And I got to hug her- to hold her again, and- and everything came back to me. She’s one of the reasons why I started music; and when I hugged her, I just- I just fell in love all over again. Nothing had changed and- fuck, this is so embarrassing to say…”
There was a moment of silence. Ahri and Yasuo looked at each other, then back to the obviously love-struck rapper. “Akali, you’re in love.”
“Yeah, I got that part down - how do I deal with it?”
“You go after her?” Yasuo suggested, sarcastically albeit.
“I can’t just do that!” Akali retorted.
Yasuo shook his, mumbling something about how ‘young people are so dense, before speaking up again, “Look- the foundation is there. You have history. You just wrote a song about her. Besides anxiety, what’s really stopping you from finding this young woman and telling her you love her?”
“Uh, my pride if she rejects me,” Akali answers matter of factly, “and do you even have experience in order to give love advice?”
“That’s besides the point,” Ahri interrupts, holding out her hands to cease the two’s back and forth.
The blonde vocalist directs her gaze onto the young rapper, who she’s seen grow up so much in the past few years since their debut. There’s a moment of thought before she speaks. “Akali, lets think of it this way; do you want to be the girl who just writes the love songs, or the girl who acts on them?”
There’s a beat that passes. Then, Akali’s phone rings. She checks the caller ID, and it’s none other than (Y/N). She looks back at Ahri and Yasuo, who give her looks of approval.
“I think we can finish up the submission paperwork for you,” Ahri reasons, “you should probably take that.”
Akali rises from her seat, hurriedly propping the guitar against the wall, much more sloppily compared to its original position, and rushes out the door to answer her phone.
— note : there’s no 4kidz-ing our way out of this one, evelynn. but yeah, i was gonna do all of kda but then i got tired and didn’t want to work on this anymore LMAO
“When I get back we can spend as much time as you’d like together.”
AHRI’S WORD TOOK THE FORM OF A SMOOTH PROMISE that had you incapable of looking away from where she stood across room, not that you would want to. It was one she had yet to break and you doubted she ever would if the span of time since the two of you met had anything to say about it. Hidden within it was a small apology that you only picked up on because you knew her well enough to hear it, but if you knew her any less then you would have surely missed it. She shrugged one of her many luxury jackets on over her shoulders as she spoke, pulling pink-tipped hair from beneath it with a simple flick of a manicured hand and letting it cascade down her back.
Brilliant blue eyes outlined by sleek eyeliner and a modest amount of sparkles peered behind her to hold your gaze captive through strands of blonde. It was a shame that she’d have to hide her makeup behind cute sunglasses after she spent an appalling amount of time perfecting each line and swipe of her brush and dab of her egg-shaped sponge, but it wasn’t a thought you lingered on for long. Her heels clicked against the tiles and became louder the closer she got with each steady and practiced step, taking long but patient strides across the room until she was right behind where you sat. Her arms slithered over your shoulders until they knit together over your chest and you could practically feel her lipstick staining your skin with each kiss pressed to your cheeks.
You were sure the position wasn’t comfortable by any means, but she didn’t say anything about it nor did her face betray her if it was digging painfully into her torso. You could feel her vibrate against your back in the form of a rumbling purr resonated through one ear, a light breeze brushing against the back of your legs from what you suspected to be her tails wagging. The instinct to turn your head away had ceased sometime ago (when specifically, you weren’t sure) and instead was replaced with a smile, but it didn’t fail to ignite a comforting warmth deep within your stomach that reminded you of many things: I’m yours. You mean everything to me. I love you.
You weren’t sure how long you two stayed like that for, but a voice in the back of your mind insisted that it wasn’t long enough. You could have drifted off into sleep like that if she didn’t draw away from you and take her warmth and cloud of perfume with her. It was then that you realized just how relaxed you were against her and leaned forward to make yourself comfortable. You had half the mind to reach out to stop her, beg for a little bit longer, but you knew her responsibilities as an idol couldn’t be put on hold forever. Still, you swiveled around in your seat to watch her as she drifted across the apartment and towards the front door with her bag in hand.
“I’ll be back soon!” Ahri called. “I love you!”
Now this was the hard part. You had to bite back a different response before it could slip out of out habit. “Be safe, and text me when you get there!”
The click of the door never came nor did the fragrance of her perfume fade with her, but her shoes came to an abrupt standstill that you almost threw yourself out of your chair thinking she tripped. You waved away the growing cloud of silence to call her name to snap her out of her short-lived stupor, where she did a one-eighty to face where you sat in the connecting room. She stared you down in visible confusion and her ears twitched, daring to lower against nicely brushed hair. She was too damn cute for her own good and this prank you saw online—which was probably staged, in hindsight—was already eating at your conscience.
Being an idol, she had to keep up a mask of composure to maintain her new image after K/DA’s foundation and return. The practiced smiles and dances, the perfect appearance and beauty that could allure anyone and everyone to her if she so desired it, everything. Now, you could practically see every thought flit across her face as feline-esque searched you for answers to whatever questions were being tossed around in her head. Her tails, once in the process of disappearing behind her, abruptly returned in a crystalline collection of nine and hung low by her ankles. She tipped her head to the side and her brows raised in concern that caused you to melt in your own guilt.
“Darling?”
“What’s up?”
“I love you.”
Quietly cursing yourself, you responded: “I love you, too.”
“C’mon, Ev. You’re gonna be late.”
ALONGSIDE A DRAWN OUT SIGH AGAINST YOUR SKIN, Evelynn rolled her eyes with the amount of sass you expected from her and more. You weren’t oblivious to how much she wanted to play and was trying to do so to guide your thoughts elsewhere while her wants and responsibilities as an idol clashed. Not that that stopped her before, but you were trying to drag yourself out of the spider’s web before you could be stuck and finally give in. She must have sensed your continued insistence because her lips contorted into a scowl that wasn’t as harsh as it felt like or was portrayed to be. You knew her long enough to know when she was really annoyed and now wasn’t one of those times.
She eventually detached herself from you and raised her head, taking all of the time in the world to do so. Her eyes—a wondrous amber that you could have gotten lost in if you looked too long—lingered on your throat with a smirk that she didn’t try to hide other than sinking her teeth into her bottom lip. She finally met your gaze and raised a perfectly trimmed eyebrow, as if silently asking you to weigh your options and if you really wanted her to leave. No, obviously, but she had things to do. One arm draped along your shoulder as her opposite hand traced your neck with a slowness that made a shiver run up your spine that you desperately bit back before she could notice. You’d never hear the end of it.
“Fine,” she eventually resigned like she was wounded.
She pushed herself up and off of you with no real hurry behind her movements until she was on her feet with quiet clicks of her heels. Her hands lingered on you for a few moments longer than totally necessary but you weren’t complaining. She stretched out with an intentionally low groan that you would be lying if you said didn’t have some kind of effect on you and she knew as much. Then her focus was back on you, fluttering her lashes as she gazed at you down the bridge of her nose. She bent over with one hand on your hip and other cupping your chin between her fingers, brushing your skin with a deceptively gentle touch while she tipped your head up slightly.
“But this isn’t over, darling.”
To anyone else, it may have sounded as though there was an underlying threat to her words. To you, however, there was anything but and she was just pulling your leg. For now. You grinned into the kiss to your lips and could practically feel the smear left behind, if most of it wasn’t on your neck.
“Until later, then. I love you so very much.”
Your response instinctively sat on your tongue and were ready to slip past your lips without so much as thinking but full of meaning and genuine feelings, but were abruptly bit back before they could form into words. You stilled yourself before you could jolt in place at her unintentional reminder and draw attention and suspicion to yourself, but she must have noticed something because she rose a brow for a few seconds before stalking towards the door with intentional sways. She was making this difficult and you considered throwing your self-imposed game for all sorts of reasons, but you forced yourself to persevere.
“Alright,” you merely said. “See you, Ev.”
The world stopped in place within seconds of your response processing in her pretty head until it was terrifyingly suffocating that you could have sworn she snatch all of the air from your lungs. She stopped in place and turned around to stare down her nose at you with such a scrutinizing glare that you struggled not to shrink under yet couldn’t look away from, even when the tapping of her shoe echoed through your ears and the still air of your shared apartment. She cocked a hip out and learned on one heeled foot, arms crossed along her chest and her fingers drumming down her arm.
“Excuse me?” She finally asked.
“What?” You blinked innocently.
“Is this some sort of joke?” Your girlfriend inquired and drummed her fingers along her arms. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“I...don’t think so?”
“You’re sure?”
You glued your mouth shut as you bobbed your head, unconvinced you wouldn’t give yourself away if you gave her a vocal response.
“Well then...”
You knew that look in her eye the second you saw it and realized you unknowingly trapped yourself in the spider’s web. She was in front of you before you knew it, but there wasn’t an ounce of impatience. She nudged you back down onto the couch with enough force to get you to move but to comply if you weren’t in the mood or up for it. Her arms slipped around your shoulders and her nails grazed the back of your neck, pressing her knee between your legs and leaning against you. Her breath ghosted along your ear and you couldn’t hold back the shiver that raced up your spine or the quivering breath that slipped past your lips. She must have noticed because she barely restrained a low chuckle that certainly didn’t help you in your current situation.
Hi!- going on a k/da brain rot rn and I saw your headcanons which I loved btw- I was wondering if you could do k/a with a tall s/o idk if I'm doing this right or not.- thank you in advance also have a nice day or night <3
K/DA with a Tall!S/O HCs <3
(I didn't include Seraphine since I don't consider her apart of the actual K/DA group.)
Evelynn
When Evelynn has a tall S/O, I feel like they are prone to tease. Like, very prone to her teasing (I can't list anything off myself, since I'm typically very oblivious towards those things lol).
She'd probably have her S/O get objects that are placed on high shelves so she could get to admire their body -- even when she's perfectly capable of grabbing them herself.
Definitely loves to show them off when she attends concerts where her and the girls are due to perform. She'll be all up and over them, hands over their body with no shame.
Just because her lover is tall doesn't mean she'll give up her dominance under the sheets. If anything, she gets a whole lot rougher and more possessive.
But oh boy, the praise S/O gets from her is increased ten times.
S/O better expect to carry Evelynn often; despite being perfectly settled with walking, she loves to show how strong her S/O is and how they're like the fabled Knight and Princess.
Akali
i imagine Akali is the shyest member of K/DA, seeing as she doesn't like being stuck in the midst of a wide crowd, so having her S/O be tall is as if she was brought an angel from Heaven.
I wouldn't exactly say she's clingy, but she would be a lot closer to her S/O out in public.
She's perfectly capable of defending herself however, so her S/O doesn't have to worry about being forced to take the reigns if a situation arises.
Akali would be such a cuddle bug with her S/O, it's not even funny.
She's a huge fan of being the little spoon when it comes to cuddles, but wouldn't mind being the big spoon if her S/O wants to be held by her.
Would often be her pillar of light when she has to go to concerts. If she ever gets a bad case of the stage frights, she would be able to pick her S/O from the crowd, and immediately she'd feel at peace.
Kai'Sa
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Kai'sa wouldn't really treat her S/O any differently if they were tall, but you know what this means -- they could be an excellent dance partner!
This dancer is all about exercise, and she's sparing no expense with her lover. They're going to join her in every. Single. Session.
S/O better hope they're flexible, because boy, with the new height advantage there's going to be an endless amount of possibilities.
Catch both her and her lover at the gym 24/7.
Unlike Evelynn, every time her S/O needs to grab something from a very high height, instead of letting them get it done she'll try to get it for them. Despite being shorter. Wild lass.
Ahri
S/O better be prepared for an overwhelming cuteness overload from Ahri, because she's all over them -- but unlike Evelynn, its more of a cutsy way
Ahri is pretty doting and she wants to make sure that her S/O is comfortable at all times. If they're ever insecure about their height, she'll be sure to pepper them in kisses and provide some delicious tea.
Since they're tall, that means Ahri is perfectly capable of stealing their shirts or jackets. They're super comfortable for someone her size.
Loves playing little games like Hide n' Seek with her S/O; she's able to hide in the smallest of spaces, so its extra hard for her S/O to win.
general relationship headcanons ft. kda ahri + kda evelynn
themes: gender-neutral reader, fluff, a bit of spiciness during eve’s part but otherwise pg.
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Before getting into a relationship with one another, Ahri’s not familiar enough with your language to speak it fluently if it isn’t Korean. Evelynn often had to translate for her or she used a translation app on her phone, but that’s not something she wanted to do forever. It gets pretty bothersome if she’s being interviewed or chatting with a curious fan, but can hardly keep up the conversation because of the barrier between her and them. She can understand it for the most part, but has a hard time speaking your language that gives her the most trouble. Over time, she’d start to pick up courses on her phone that she could take and become quite good at it that she can’t help but flaunt her newest accomplishment. Ahri still stumbles over these new words, phrases, conjunctions, tenses, and so on, but continues to make good progress with each passing day. At first, she told herself it was so she could communicate with her fans and that still stands, but now her biggest reason is so she can talk with you without needing Evelynn by her side or her phone in her hand. When the two of you get close enough, she’ll ask you to help her learn more of the language as you can answer any questions she may have. She also likes the sound of your voice and will admit that if the time ever came up. If you ask her to teach you Korean, she’ll be a bit taken aback but is happy to oblige. She is aware that she can be a bit of a stern teacher, but if you’re willing to deal with that or unbothered by it, she’ll do her absolute best and try not to giggle too much when you mispronounce a word and say something silly instead. It’s odd, she finds it, but learning the tips, tricks, and origins of each other’s languages makes her feel like she’s understanding you more than she did before.
To the surprise of some fans, Ahri’s not a natural blonde or anything close to it. Not many people outside of K/DA knew this fact about her until she released I’ll Show You, where she revealed an old school photo of herself with her natural hair color and fur coat. She keeps that picture attached to the frame of the mirror connected to her vanity so it’s not hidden. You’ll most likely catch sight of it because of that if you spend any time in her bedroom, and the closest she’s gotten to her natural color in years is in Pop/Stars where she kept her roots dark. Ahri typically goes to a private hairdresser to get her hair done, but sometimes she doesn’t have the time to pamper herself or things pop up unexpectedly. In cases like these, she’ll take an emergency visit to whatever store has the proper and best products and do it from home. She’s very good at it after so long of doing this herself, but she struggles with the back and making sure she gets her roots. If you’re not busy or up to anything then she’ll come to you and ask for help with the places she can’t see or check for any places she may have missed. It’s honestly so relaxing and she may just nod off in her seat by accident, especially if it’s after a long and stressful day. The cold dye against the brush makes her ears twitch and so you’ll have to hold the tips to make sure they stay still long enough until you reach the top. She doesn’t mind if you get a bit of dye on her skin, she can scrub it off, and she always makes sure to wear a towel over an old shirt just in case, so don’t worry about getting it on her nice clothes. The foil around her ears makes her look adorably silly, but makes it a bit hard to hear so you’ll have a yelling match like an old, married couple and it’s absolutely hilarious.
Ahri doesn’t show her tails very often and when she does, it’s just the one. This is mostly because they’re seen as fake among her fans despite them being very real and they’re starting to suspect that to be the case. She loves the spotlight, it’s what she’s dreamt of having since she was young, but she doesn’t want to be known for how many tails she has and never has. She wants to be known for her talent and passion for her music and her perseverance through the controlling and restricting music companies. As an idol, she knows that her life will never be the same, but that doesn’t mean she’s any less human as those around her and wants to be seen with someone with emotions and limits that some people forget when it comes to their favorite stars. But you, her darling star, she knows that you see her for who she is. You see past the fame, the money, the clothes, the tails, you just see her and that brings her so much relief that it’s hard for her to put it into words. It’s because of her trust in you that she lets all nine shine when the two of you are in private or in the apartment she shares with the girls. They sometimes change colors and reflect off of the walls and Ahri’s so used to it that she doesn’t realize it until you point out that it’s reflected along the walls and ceiling. She gets so embarrassed about this and will end up tossing a blanket over her lap and tail so it disappears or until it returns to its natural crystalline appearance. Her tails are super smooth, which is an odd but satisfying difference in touch because her ears are so soft and fluffy! She doesn’t like to be pat like some kind of dog, but she won’t say no if you want to comb through the fur in the mornings.
Ahri loves shiny and sparkly things, but nothing gaudy and flashy that it hurts the eyes. If it catches her tastes, her eyes will follow it until it’s no longer in her line of sight if she doesn’t stop to look. She has the money to get just about whatever she wants and so she isn’t going without. She also has the one thing money can’t buy: you. It’s undeniably cheesy, but it’s the full truth. Her taste in gifts can become a bit expensive and slaughter your wallet, and that’s not something she will allow to happen under her watch. Thankfully, she can turn it down a notch and enjoy the smaller things that won’t leave you broke by the end of the day. Homemade gifts are so precious to her and she’ll forever treasure whatever you give her, even if it’s not something she would normally get for herself. She doesn’t always need expensive gifts or vacations to somewhere tropical, she loves just being by your side and would never trade that for anything. She’s very meticulous with what she gets you because she wants to make sure they count. Eying that nice shirt? Oh wow, how did it end up in your shopping bag? Glancing at a video game? Does your console need any new accessories because you can consider both yours. Did your stomach just rumble? How about going out to eat? Making something together sounds so sweet, want to give it a try? All you have to do is ask and it’s yours and she’s so used to just buying what gathers her attention that she forgets that it can be hard to ask without feeling guilty for whatever reason. If that’s the case for you, she’ll reassure you with comforting words and a squeeze to your hand, or even a couple kisses to your face that tickle and leave lipstick on her skin. She never minds spending her earnings on you, especially if it means she gets to see your dazzling smile.
When she goes on tour, Ahri would love it if you came along with her and the rest of K/DA! They go all over the world and she would love to see the beautiful sights and create treasured memories with you by her side. It can be quite exhausting, however, and so she may want to spend a day trying to recover from her jetlag or relaxing from performing once you both return to her hotel room. Being curled up into your side in her comfy and loose pajamas is a nice luxury she cannot say no to when she’s given the time to sit and rest. You’re just so warm and comfortable, and you make her feel like she's right at home. Between performances and being off her feet, she’ll offer to go out to get something to eat with you and try the cuisine and get a souvenir. If it’s matching, she’ll be in love and happily carry it with her the entire time until you get back, and she’ll show it off to the girls the first chance she gets. Ahri makes sure you get the best seats in the house if you want to be in the crowd and can’t help but blow a kiss your way, and looks your way to see your reaction. Her fans mean so much to her and she appreciates their support so much, but she can’t help but melt a little bit if you cheer her name. If you can’t attend and come along with her, she’s disappointed by the bad timing but totally understands! You have to do what you have to do and she gets that, but it breaks her heart to be so far away. All the while, she picks up souvenirs for you and sends pictures. She always calls before she gets on stage or when she gets off the plane to remind you that she’s thinking about you and loves you so very much. The same goes for when she’s about to go to bed and it’s not uncommon for her to fall asleep on a regular voice call or FaceTime, but she always makes an effort to stay awake.
“-and I showed Seraphine the food market. She tried hotteok and I swear she fell in love with it.” The pop star burst into gentle giggles as she shifted onto her stomach on the luxurious hotel bed. Ahri laid her head down on her arms crossed in front of her, brilliant but exhausted blue eyes staring up at you through the screen of her propped up phone. “I miss you, starlight. I wish you could have been here to see it with us. Be patient, I’ll be in your arms again soon, I promise.”
As a star, Ahri’s known for being a charmer who can cause the hearts of those around her to flutter and pound with just a simple wink and foxy sway of her hips. She’s certainly seductive and there’s no denying it, and it plays a part in her rise to fame and popularity on social media. Behind closed doors, however, is someone who just needs a hug and is surprisingly affectionate. She receives gifts from fans all the time and as appreciative as she is, they’re not from her favorite person and yours hold so much more value because of your relationship with her. She definitely brings a small one around with her in her purse or in her pocket and considers it a lucky charm and as a reminder that you’re always in her corner. She’s not used to receiving physical affection that isn’t a side hug for the hundreds of photos she’s taken with fans and so she’s a bit surprised when she gets such a tight embrace or cuddles with you. The way she’s so content with and enjoying this new feeling leaves her surprised and a little curious but hardly complaining. Her tail may curl around you when she passes out and you’re laying next to her and so expect for all nine of them to appear and wrap around you like a giant protective blanket. They have a habit of appearing whenever she’s not actively trying to hide them, and it’s a bad habit she’s had since she was a kid when she had a nightmare or her worries plagued her dreams. Her kisses are always so soft, sweet, and chaste. She’s shared a kiss or two while in high school, but not only is it not very many but they were hardly serious at the time. They’re usually peppered around your face or the back of your neck, which makes the rare lip-to-lip kisses all the more impactful and sweet.
Expect Ahri to come to you for your opinion, whether it’s in person or over a phone call or text. She values the girls’ so much more than even she realizes, but the same could be said for you, if not more! She’ll ask about what outfit she should wear for the day and your thoughts on the accessories or jacket she tosses on over it until she finds something in-season that she’s happy with going outside in. The same applies to her dance routines, vocals, and instrumentals for the next track being produced and she expects your honest opinion. She doesn’t want it to be sugar coated, especially when it comes to her songs. She’ll be putting this out for the world to listen to and see, it needs to be perfect! She wants your honesty and to tell her if you don’t like something or if it could use improvement, and she’ll do the same for you if you want her criticisms for whatever you’re doing. She is gentle about it so she doesn’t hurt your feelings, but she’ll give you the honesty if you ask for it and ideas as to how to fix it. Ahri sometimes also just wanders to your side whenever she gets off set for a short break or for the day until she has to return tomorrow. She’s exhausted afterwards and wants nothing more than to be with her favorite person and rest after finishing with her daily necessities. From photoshoots, interviews, traveling to the recording studio, to the practice room, she’ll flop right into your lap the first chance she gets if it means being with you and getting off her feet. The girls think it’s the funniest thing when she leans against you when you’re least expecting it. Akali will most likely gag, stick her tongue out, and tell you two to get a room, but she’s just being playful. Seraphine is all over you two and thinks you both are so adorable between her intrigue knowing the rumors are very true.
Unlike a certain member of K/DA, Ahri is a bit more reserved when it comes to the status of her relationship in the eyes of the public. She understands the publicity makes them money, but it’s none of their business to know. She’s not thinking about her career here and it can go without revealing such private information, but she’s more concerned about you. There are certainly crazy fans out there who adore her and she doesn’t want you to get hurt in one way or another because of her. The spotlight is so life-changing and once you dip your toes into it and gain traction, there’s almost no leaving it. It comes with plenty of downsides and she doesn’t want those bothering you, like having paparazzi following you, the flashing cameras, the invasive questions, it can all be too much for someone unsuspecting. She’s used to it now, but she was so overwhelmed during the beginning of her career before she embraced it and was so flirty, if not embarrassingly bratty (it’s humiliating looking back at her past self). If you want to keep your privacy and relationship with her under wraps, she understands and is one-hundred percent alright with that. She would never pressure you into making a decision and if you need time to think, she’ll give you it but will eventually need to give news outlets an answer. She does enjoy the thought of walking along the side of the road with your hands locked together and resting her head on your shoulder, but not at the cost of making you uncomfortable. It’s definitely a possibility that it could get out that you two are dating and that’s a risk she makes sure you’re comfortable with, especially early on in your relationship and is flattered if you’re willing to stick with her through thick and thin.
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Evelynn knows what she wants and gets what she wants, it’s as simple as that. It’s something she’s lived by for years and she will not suffice with less than what she thinks she deserves. That’s just disgraceful to her. Just so happens that she wanted you and for you, and she’s perfectly happy to flaunt that fact and you left and right. She’s been in her fair share of relationships (so many, in fact, she’s lost count ages ago) so she could hardly be called inexperienced, but she’s never gotten to the point where she genuinely cared about someone. Before your fateful meeting, Evelynn was in it not for the romance or commitment and never planned for that to be the case. She only saw what she could get from it: the fun, clothing, jewelry, even a new car she didn’t need to spend a cent on to get. Her former partners spat at her and called her a soul-sucking witch and evil that she started to consider those compliments. Their attempts at name-calling and demeaning her were pathetic, but the new ones always got a laugh out of her before she sauntered out the door with exactly what she came for. With you, she expected the same thing, but you proved to wipe the floor with her expectations that it was jarring and left her oddly confused for a few days. In fact, she wanted to hate you with all of her being. You changed her without so much as meaning to and she was fairly certain that you had no idea what you did to her. She didn’t want the fun, she didn’t want to dump your savings into her bank account, she didn’t want the material items. In the end, Evelynn couldn’t hate you if she tried—she truly tried just so that foolish and mushy feeling in her chest would leave—and she never wanted someone more.
This diva cares about you from the bottom of her cold, dead heart and it’s incredibly obvious to just about everyone around her. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out and it’s clear by the way she treats you compared to those around her outside of K/DA. If she hears something she doesn’t like, she will say something without so much as a second thought. It’s always so amusing to watch them pale when they realize they’ve been caught. Her fanbase is very love-hate with her and frankly, she doesn’t care. They all get caught up in her web of fame and come crawling back eventually and that’s what matters in the end. When it comes to you, however, she is not going to let it slide so long as she’s around. She may be convinced with a few less than innocent kisses, but it’s a shot in the dark because she may just steal those kisses and handle things herself anyways. She would saunter up to whoever said that with a seductive sway of her hips, heels clicking against the floor with wide steps, and lower her glasses down her nose for a moment. At surface level, she sounds polite and clearly peeved, but there’s a thinly veiled threat that quickly makes itself known before she dares for them to say it again to her face. She’ll stand up for you as much as she needs to, no matter who it is, but will definitely be impressed if you stand up for yourself or even her. She doesn’t need the help, but she thinks it’s so cute that you did that for her and appreciates it. Evelynn will most definitely say that it was hot and bite her lip. If you get embarrassed she’ll laugh, leave a purple lipstick stain on the corner of your lips, and continue on her way.
Evelynn would love to have you come along with her and the rest of K/DA on tour. It is her livelihood for her to perform so she doesn’t have much of a choice of whether or not she wants to go, but she’d love nothing more than her favorite person to come with her. Her hand would be comfortably wrapped around your waist the entire time, clawed fingers rhythmically tapping against your side. Her heels give her a bit of height and, if she is able to loom over you, she’ll lean on you from behind whenever you both are walking. Before she gets on stage to join the girls, she’ll give you a long kiss that leaves you breathless and to wish her luck. When she hears that you can’t come with, she’s displeased to hear it and willing to pay or do whatever it takes to have you join. That’s too much time away from you! She’s certain she won’t be able to survive! Of course, that’s hyperbolic, but the dramatics tend to work. Eventually, she’ll come to agree with you staying under the promise that you make up for it in kisses when she returns. She’s constantly sending selfies to you and text messages saying how much she misses and loves you so don’t think for a second she’s not thinking about you. She makes a few comments about places you both could go together and things that reminded her of you. She may even send a comment about how she’d love to see you in this nice outfit she found, but there’s very little cloth to it and no doubt revealing. Sometimes the photos are in front of a landmark, others it’s her in the mirror of a store or her hotel bathroom. Akali can sometimes be seen in the background as they room together, and the poor rapper is roped into joining her. The ones with Akali go to social media while the ones with just her are all yours.
This woman doesn’t bother hiding her affections in public that it can be considered borderline seductive when she intentionally sways her hips or bends down with the first few buttons of her shirt unbuttoned. Unless you say something, she’ll hold onto your hand or have an arm around your hips. It’s one or the other and hard either. Evelynn just can’t keep her hands off of you and some think it’s really invasive of your privacy and that she needs to give you space. If you really need her to take a step back, she absolutely will but will stay close enough to you that she doesn’t lose you in a crowd. She doesn’t really care who stares as she passes by or takes a photo. If she’s not in the mood for a picture, she’ll ignore them or wave them away. She’s always had a knack for being able to control when people have their eyes on her and she takes advantage of that. That is, until the paparazzi who follow or linger in the shadows start to be something that bothers you. In that case, she’ll shut it down immediately and move so she’s blocking you and the shot. If they don’t take the hint, she’ll say something if you don’t and it will not be too pretty. Once you both are somewhere private, she makes sure you’re doing okay in the form of a coo and traces the side of your face with her finger and keeps your attention all on her. She distinctly remembers the days where she was overwhelmed by all of the attention on her until she embraced it, so it takes her a moment to realize that you might be as she was forever ago. Now that won’t do. She’s not and never would be angry with you over that, more so angry with herself for not realizing this but being by your side brings a wave of calmness over her.
“Keep your eyes on me. Uh-uh. Over here. Just like that. You’re so obedient, how cute. They’re just jealous of what they can’t have,” Evelynn hummed. Purple lips rose into a lopsided but alluring smirk that screamed that she was up to no good, and yet there was something attractive about that. She grasped your chin with clawed fingers and one sat beneath your lips, but the accessory was long enough that it was effortlessly able to reach the skin beneath your nose. Golden-slitted eyes sharpened by her winged eyeliner stared straight into you and it would have been intimidating if it wasn’t for the pure adoration she let show. It was impossible to tear your gaze away from the paparazzi not too far away. “That’s us, darling.”
Evelynn gets bored quickly and therefore she can be hard to please. That’s why she’s gone through people so fast. They amused her and had something she wanted, but then it got stale and she became unhappy. She won’t stick around if that’s the case and she won’t hesitate to strut her way out the door with a bag full of cash she’d dump on one of her babies (in short, her sports cars). There’s always something about you that captures her attention all over again and she can’t put her finger on it for long enough until there's something else that’s added to the list. Your personality, your looks, your interests and hobbies, your returned feelings for you, just you in general. If you gift her with material items, she’ll obviously accept them, but it’s not always enough to satisfy her for long amounts of time. She does better with physical affection, with cuddles and kisses and tender touches that leave her intoxicated and craving more and more. But if you think that she doesn’t have a way with words, she may just become offended and take that as a challenge. As mentioned, she’s not the most innocent person around and so you’ll have to be careful if you’re in public because she might pull something risque. Evelynn is such a smooth talker and it seems effortless how easy her words come out that leave people charmed and allured by her, as if she knew just what to say and do for them to bow and kiss her boot. So if you’re not feeling that great about yourself or you had a bad day or whatever the case is, Evelynn knows just what to say to cheer you up and bring an attractive smile to your face. Don’t you ever worry about them being empty because they’re always honest to the point it’s painfully blunt.She finds it so endearing when you wear something of hers out of the blue and she isn’t expecting it. She has never gotten far enough for someone to wear her things aside from Akali, but it’s not the same with her as it is with you.
Unless you raid her closet and find something that fits, if you steal her hand accessories (she affectionately refers to them as claws) or her jacket then she’ll look around in a bit of frustration for losing them. She’s always got another pair so she isn’t too bothered but her memory isn’t horrible, so where did-oh. Oh. She’s undeniably surprised and she stops in her tracks, but it doesn’t last long as she pulls you close and tells you that she should have had you try on her things because you look irresistible. If your hair is long enough for it to be styled, she’ll try and make buns similar to hers on you or just play with it. If you don’t have any or it’s too short to be styled, that’s okay. How about her hair? She hasn’t had anyone but her stylist do it before, but she wouldn’t mind a braid or some other nice hairdo if it’s in your hands. Just running your hands through her hair has her leaning into your touch, tipping her head back with her eyes shut. Evelynn is quite the fashionable person, trying on all sorts of lipsticks and perfumes, and buying quite a few outfits that show off an interesting amount of skin to not only look good, but feel good. She’d love to see your reaction and have you try on some hand-picked outfits if you’re willing to try them out. Evelynn doesn’t look for affirmation, but when she dyes her from the hot pink-purple to the lilac, she’s interested to see how you like it and you’re the first person to see it through a photo before she even leaves the salon.
Evelynn is incredibly adaptable and is able to handle just about anything thrown her way with ease. She doesn’t complain when you both go somewhere together that she either doesn’t usually care for or isn’t familiar with. She’s always willing to try something new out and knows that if you favor it highly then it must certainly be intriguing and will love, and is proven right by the end of the night. Her favorite kind of dates, however, take place in her lamborghini. She adores her cars, her sports cars especially, and would happily drive around with you wherever you want to go. She calls them her babies, but don’t get jealous, darling, because you’ll always be first in her heart. She likes driving on the empty highway late at night because it’s so relaxing and she can just cruise for as long as she sees fit. Since you two got into a relationship, she keeps a picture of you next to the gas meter and always glances at it whenever she’s at a red light. Her lambo is off limits, though. You can be a guest, but no, you cannot drive it, but if you want to ride one of her other sports cars, you absolutely can if you so desire. She has a secret spot that she frequents, but not many people know about it. She doesn’t know what overcomes her when she tells you about it and wonders what about you made her so comfortable that she decided to bring you there. She parks at the ledge and in front of the guardrail, and you’re quick to realize how perfectly it overlooks the city. Sometimes she just sits behind the wheel, others she’s sitting on the hood, and it’s easy to realize that it must be somewhere significant to her. Evelynn may stir up some playful banter, but she’s usually quiet and leaning her head against yours, arms wrapped around you, and just watching the stars in a comfortable silence.
It’s hardly subtle and goes without saying, but Evelynn is confident in herself and her work. Every time she got off of the set of Pop/Stars, More, and Villain, she would wander back to your side like a magnet. Some people give both of you odd glances by the way she stays so close to you or are so affectionate, but it’s none of their business so she gets them to get back to work with a fierce glare. And the way Seraphine is so enamored meeting the two of you has her confidence rising, and she flaunts all of your strengths and how she must be the luckiest person in the world to have you. Their newest rising star thinks it’s adorable, but the girls barely pay any more attention. Yasuo, whenever he visits and handles mixing, is surprised and stares for a moment before returning to the mixing table because he never expected Evelynn of all people to ever decide to settle down. He doesn't say anything, but he does look a bit impressed that you managed to tame the savage and lustful beast. There will always be critics, she knows that, and she doesn’t care. She’s happy with her work and there’s nothing more to it. She’ll take constructive criticism on a good day, but is happy doing things just the way they are already if they create positive results. K/DA has hit millions of views on all of their videos and have overwhelmingly positive reception, and so she has nothing to worry about. Don’t ever worry about the negative comments or media outlets starting yet another round of drama because those hardly get her riled up anymore. In fact, she considers such a master plan. If people are so pressed then she’s clearly wormed her way into their heads for them to be thinking of her despite their opinions. There never will be anything to worry about when life is absolutely perfect with you by her side.
