#Elise x reader

[bestwitchsam]

Cinematic is so good ✨

[frickingnerd]

dating elise & sakura

pairing: elise x gn!reader x sakura

tags: wholesome fluff, polyamorous relationship, post-war relationship, sakura/elise friendship, happy ending

elise and sakura are both very sweet and gentle girls, despite their families and the war they've been thrown into!

they managed to remain kind people and not let the war change them, so once the war ends and they start dating you, they are still the same kind girls they were before

sakura is a lot more shy than elise, who is more bubbly! but both girls are equally affectionate! elise is just more confident with her affection, while sakura hesitates more

elise's family is more supportive of your relationship with her, while sakura's siblings tend to be more overprotective. especially hinoka and takumi…

but as long as you can prove that you treat your girlfriends well, their families will be supportive and let you three live your lives!

you likely move around a lot between hoshido and nohr, though eventually, elise agrees to settle down in hoshido!

she enjoys the nature over there, which is something nohr doesn't have to offer. and she'd do anything to be close to you anyways!

[togetherhearted]

Do you remember those "S/O taking hit for them" headcanons? Can I request them, but for Elise, Ahri and Miss Fortune?

I do remember them! Time sure flies. I hope this is fine!

AHRI,ELISE AND MF S/O TAKING A HIT FOR THEM

No matter how fast Ahri ran towards safety the enemy was quick to chase her. She shut her eyes ready to feel the blade on her, but the pain didn't come. When she opened her eyes Ahri, saw that it was you who got hurt instead;your health bar really low now. -Go in the bush and recall. I'll keep them distracted!- Ahri charmed the enemy, so you could run to safety. 

Elise jumped high in her spider form helped by her web. Positioning was the key, but she did the math wrong and forgot the enemies were two. As she landed, she thought it was over. The spider lady was lucky this time as you came to the rescue;taking the hit for her. Now you were badly injured. To distract the enemy Elise summoned her spiders. She guided you to a nearby bush so you could go back to base unbothered.

You and Sarah were coming back to your lane ;despite the rude voices,being the support was not that bad. You could check on your beloved and protect her. So you did as an enemy Rengar jumped on her. Sarah had a moment to think and out of the the blue she fired all the ammo she had; almost hitting you in the process. -Go back to base and heal yourself- She huffed, taking you under the turret with a frown. As she watched you teleport back she let out a sigh of relief that you didn't miss.

[sylverstorms]

“You look your best when you’re at my mercy” League of Legends Version.

Katarina has her hands everywhere on you the second your door closes behind her. Lips hot on yours, she walks you back at a dizzying pace, silently demanding you trust her to lead you to bed, or whichever other surface she decides she wants you on tonight. 

In itself, the intensity is nothing new; she’s a crimson hurricane on most of her nightly visits, one that leaves you breathless, wrecked in more ways than one. Of course, like the wind, she isn’t a solid to be held on to. One moment she’s on top of you, skilled and firm and perfect, the next... gone.

And yet, it’s hard for two people regularly doing all the things you do not to grow closer to each other in the process. You have come to know the infamous assassin of Noxus, what she likes, what triggers her. So tonight you are sure something has ticked her off, judging by how fast your shirt and bra are damn near ripped off your torso.

Teeth latch on the spot underneath your jaw that never fails to make you weak. She sucks –hard– and you gasp out her name in a sound torn between begging and warning. The low chuckle that comes right by your ear makes you dig your nails into her toned biceps, the contours of which you can feel through her black, form-fitting blouse. You wish the smug bastard didn't turn you on so powerfully, alas. 

The haze of your mind hardly lets you notice when your knees hit the mattress. You only register that you are horizontal underneath her when she pulls back to look down at you, admiring her handiwork through darkened, smokey emeralds. 

A smirk as sharp as her knives curls her lips. “It really suits you, you know. Being at my mercy.”

Except she's known to show none. 

Syndra takes whatever she wants the moment she wants it. ‘No’ is a foreign word to her and certainly not one you think to say when she shows up out of nowhere, grabs you by the shoulder, then pushes you through a portal straight into her room. By the time the nausea dies down, your back is already against a wall, her succulent, dark-painted lips molded in-between yours. 

She always tastes of raw arcane. Every hungry kiss, every electric touch, every inch of her lithe body. Everything about her is limitless magic and unrestrained power, as addictive as the most potent drug. Against all common sense, you’re already hooked on her, wholly and completely. No matter how many times you have her, you can never get enough. 

If asked how this ordeal began, you have no answer to give. One moment you were stuck in a boring league event exchanging quips about Ionia with a white-haired, noble-looking woman –insufferably arrogant, but undeniably hot in her purple, slit dress. The next, she was sucking your tongue like a lollipop in an empty room. She took her pleasure on your fingers, then left you to gape after her as she opened a portal to a distinct fortress floating in the sky; the home of the Dark Sovereign. 

“Nothing smart to say now?” 

She repeats the words of your first time together against your mouth. Her hand slides up your chest to lock firmly around your neck, manicured nails biting ever-so-slightly in, guiding you down onto her queen-sized bed. She defies gravity with how gracefully she climbs on top. Two darkly-shining spheres trap your hands over your head while strong, warm, stocking-clad thighs squeeze your lower half into submission. 

“I prefer you quiet, anyway.” she smirks. “And completely at my mercy.” 

Elise likes to corner you. A lot. Whether it is in empty alcoves or the dark caverns where Black Rose meetings take place, she will block your path and slowly walk you back against the nearest wall. That is where you find yourself again, trapped between chitinous spider limbs and her forearms at either side of your head, her breath ghosting by the shell of your ear. Your heart thunders in your chest –the blood is rushing straight between your legs– and you're sure she can feel it. 

She's smiling. Enjoying this. You know she is. Elise appreciates having total control outside and inside the bedroom. She is an apex predator and you her willing victim; the fly that felt the spider's teeth scrape its skin and somehow survived, only to become addicted to the sensation. Every moment spent lost in her  is another date with danger, but that's what makes it so intoxicating. 

The inches of height she has on you bring your mouth level with the inviting crook of her neck, just at the ends of her chic crimson hair. The marble skin there calls to you like a siren. Her expensive perfume cocoons you in raw desire for her. Before you realize what you're doing you are worshiping her pulse point and she chuckles into your ear.

"Eager, are we?" she coos, long fingers winding through your hair to tilt your head back, so her mouth hovers above yours like sweet poison that's just about to drip. "I do like that."

A kiss comes; deep and sinful. One that is deceptively honeyed, if not for the bite on your upper lip as you part. Her hands push down on your shoulders and your knees touch the cold ground, but you do not much care. Not when her fingers curl under your chin and guide it on her thigh, at the gaps of her outfit. 

“Good.” she praises. “Don't you forget that is your place; on your knees between my legs, entirely at my mercy.” 

Evelynn is unpredictable on her best days. The idol could come up to you simply to link your arms as you walk through a crowd because she's feeling possessive, then ignore you for the rest of the day. Likewise, she may lean into your ear in public, whisper the kinkiest, hottest thing imaginable, then maintain her aloof poker face while you ache for her for hours. 

Tonight her hand –absent the ring-claws, thankfully– is firm on your stomach, walking you back until you are pressed against the hood of her Lamborghini. She teases her dark, glossy mouth just above yours the entire time, enticing you with what you can have as a reward if you play nice. Her creamy thigh slides between your legs like smoke, locks you against her heat and the cool metal of her car. 

Whining her name and straining to kiss her only earn you a lethal smirk. Evelynn instead traps your chin between a thumb and pointer, turns it the other way so you bare your neck to her like an offering. Plush, full lips brand your already heated skin, before pearly teeth join in to set your stomach on fire. Her expensive scent, her ministrations, her perfect body, they're almost too much to handle at once. 

Satisfied after you are sufficiently marked as hers, she guides you by the chin into the liplock you've been craving. The sensation of kissing her is otherworldly; like you're suspended on a dark cloud, in a world of promises dripping sin. The hand on your stomach pushes you more firmly, in a way that would make the edges of the car behind you hurt if pain didn't only enhance pleasure in this moment. Then her nails bite into your skin a little, drag down to the belt of your pants… 

“You're such a pretty sight like this, darling.” she grins. “I do so love to have you at my mercy.”

LeBlanc is a secret shrouded in smoke and mirrors. You never know what to expect with her, if she will act indifferent towards you as if you have never tasted the dark velvet lipstick on her lips, or find her way into your room in the dead of night to keep you up for hours. It is her name that leaves your throat hoarse the following day, but you can never know if she was ever really with you, or if it was all another illusion. 

Even now, with her cool, long fingers slithering down your bare stomach –gods, the tremors her touch leaves in its wake– another set of hands undressing you from behind, rubbing teasing circles on your shoulders while two mouths suck languorously on opposite sides of your neck, you aren’t sure which is the clone. Maybe they both are. The real her could be sitting at a darkened corner of her room, admiring the view with a glass of wine in hand. You want to banish the thought that she may not even be here.

Then again, perhaps there is no use seeking her out at all. As she has told you, there is little difference between herself and her clones. She is her duplicates and she is everywhere. Right this moment, she is everywhere around you. On you. In you. All you can smell is the subtle spice of her perfume as she tugs your hair to expose more of your neck to her. All you can see is her burning violet gaze and her sultry smirk that makes you ache for a kiss. If this is nothing but a dream, you still don’t ever want to wake up. 

Instead, you open your mouth to ask for more, yet her finger has already silenced you. LeBlanc leans close, close enough that you can feel the vibration of her voice on your lips;

“My greedy girl.” she coos. “You love this, don’t you? Knowing every inch of you is at my mercy...” 

[celiafufflie]

@jazjelspen the new chapter is amazing I love it a lot!! been wanting to draw something related to the fic;;;

glad to know Alastor suffered sleepless nights with his adopted daughter when she was a baby jhgkjhf

(also I recommend this fic sm pls give it a read!! Read it here!)

[miupow]

sub bunny yeonjun ♡𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ

. . . NSFW, MDNI ! sub!yeonjun, bunny hybrid!yeonjun, fem!reader, owner!reader, heat cycles, mommy kink, pillow humping, handjobs

THIS IS A REPOST FROM MY OLD BLOG! originally requested by @takemehye ♡

Your usually happy, hyper bunny had been acting… odd recently. Extra clingy, extra whiny, demanding your attention in a way that was bordering on aggressive… it had even gotten to the point that he had started to cry when you left for work in the mornings— to say that you were worried was an understatement.

“Jjunie?” you had asked gently one night, your big bunny curled up on the couch with his head nuzzled in your lap— it was hard to remember, sometimes, that he was almost six feet tall. You gently brushed his hair back, revealing his big brown eyes shut tightly. “Are you feeling okay, sweetie?”

“‘m sleepy,” Yeonjun whined into your stomach, nosing further into your sweater. You sighed, shook your head.

“No, bunny, I mean— you’ve been acting funny for the past few days… you know you can tell me if something’s wrong, right?” You continued to brush your fingers through Yeonjun’s silky hair, the hybrid sighing happily like the touch gave him some sort of relief.

He never replied, drifting off to sleep cuddled up with you… and, like an idiot, you let it be, brushed it off as Yeonjun being himself—

It didn’t hit you what was going on until a few days later, when you came home from work to a frighteningly dark and empty apartment.

“Jjunie?” you call out nervously, getting no response— Yeonjun always greeted you at the door when you came home, floppy ears straight up on his head and twitching happily, cotton tail wagging… you were seconds away from reporting a missing hybrid before you heard a soft whimper from behind your bedroom door.

“a-ah! (y/n), mmnh— ah!”

Your face and belly heat up , your eyes wide— he couldn’t possibly be…

you crack open the door.

Your good, respectful bunny had himself propped up on your bed, flushed and naked except for his collar, ID tags jingling lightly from the force of his thrusts into your pillow— the pillow you sleep with, you recognize with a sick start. you could see the tip of his thick cock peek out from the pillow with every harsh twitch of his hips, angry red and dripping with pre— he looked so utterly debauched and pathetic, big fat tears running down his pink face as he turned to look at you blearily. He didn’t even seem to be embarrassed, eyes too glazed over with lust.

“mm— hah! Mommy, mommy, help me, please, hurts so bad—!”

Yeonjun had never called you mommy before. It made your cunt clench hard.

You hesitated for only a second, heart aching and pussy throbbing for your poor bunny— you had no experience helping hybrids through their heats, never planned on ever advancing on your Jjunie like this, but you couldn’t stand to see him so hard and in so much pain! “Oh, honey… I’m— Mommy’s here, sweetie, it’s okay..”

You moved to gently pull your pillow out from between Yeonjun’s thighs, the hybrid whining loudly from the loss— his cock bobbed against his taut belly, so hard and red it looked painful… and it was, you could gather, from the way Yeonjun sobbed and cried when you wrapped your hand around it.

You stroked him gently at first, scared to hurt him any further— you could tell that he had irritated his skin from rutting so hard against the pillow’s fabric. He hissed at the first few strokes, head shaking violently, but you were quick to gather his precum on your hand to use as lube.

“A-ah! Momma!” Yeonjun cried, grabbing at your shoulder— you stroked him harder, faster, making him throw his head back and wail. “Momma, momma, not your hand, can i have your pussy? Need your pussy, please? it hurts, need to be inside—“

“You need to fuck me, baby?” you giggle, maybe a little meanly— Your bunny’s begging was quickly ruining your panties, and while you ached for relief you were also slightly relishing in the broken, fucked out look on Yeonjun’s face— you wanted, needed, to hear him beg more.

“Uh huh! Uh huh!” Yeonjun nodded violently, rutting hard into your fist; you thumbed at his cockhead, played with his little hole, making your bunny shriek, making even more thick precum drench your fingers and his cock. “Wanna cum! Wanna— wanna cum inside my mommy! My mommy’s pussy! Please! Please please please!”

“Oh, darling..” You coo, just a little condescending. “I know you can ask better than that. Where did my good boy’s manners go?

[digitalhughes-jpg]

STEP INTO CHRISTMAS !

Luke Hughes x reader

Luke Hughes and a movie night !!

Note! : First part of my letters to Santa fic as type thing and my first time actually writing in a while as well!

Creds to @wcnderlnds for dividers and @wineauntie for the photos of lukey pookie 🤭🤭

No warnings I think! Not proofread, we die like men. (Please tell me if I’m drastically off I beg)

Enjoy!

As you sits on you and Luke’s couch, surrounded by twinkling Christmas lights and little festive trinkets you had from over the years, it really sets in that this place is yours now. Once you had moved to New Jersey with a dream job opportunity, Luke had planned to move out of Jack’s apartment and you both moved into the new apartment. Was it a coincidence that this place was extremely close to Jack? Absolutely! Definitely not deliberate!

The smell of popcorn floated through from the kitchen as you go back to the task at hand, picking the first Christmas movie of the year. Flipping between the grinch and a cheesy Christmas romcom that Luke would pretend to hate, you settled on How the grinch stole Christmas to keep the half-assed complaints for another night.

As Luke’s careful steps sound through the room you look up at your boy, balancing the two cups of hot chocolate that definitely didn’t fit into Luke’s diet but who was going to tell? He had piled them with whipped cream and marshmallows and a candy cane hung off of the edge of the cups. A smile spreads across your face as your hands reach up to take one of the mugs so he would stop looking like he was going to spill them all over the rug.

He mumbles a small “watch, it’s burny” as he sets his own down before grabbing the popcorn from the kitchen counter and heading back through, quicker this time. Once the bowl of popcorn had been suitably retrieved he got under the pile of blankets and pillows you had set up, pulling you tight to his side, your head falling straight to his shoulder.

Now, with the movie playing and the voice of Anthony Hopkins filling your ears, the fabric of Luke’s hoodie pressed against your cheek and the soft feeling of his thumb soothing semi circles into the top of your arm, you’re convinced this was the best night you had had together over the last year. Throughout the movie and between bites of popcorn and sips of hot chocolate, small kisses were pressed gently to your forehead and you returned them straight back to his hoodie-clad shoulder.

The faint hum of traffic floated to the surface of your cozy apartment but it’s blocked out by the pure happiness filling you from head to toe at the closeness of your boy and the warmth radiating from the both of you. Eventually, at one point during the film you had both fallen asleep, your hand slipped under Luke’s t-shirt and resting over his ribs and his hand tucked between your thighs under the blankets.

Your neck creaks from the movement as you lift your head from his shoulder only to see Luke peacefully sleeping with his head tipped back, his mouth slightly open as he lets out soft snores every now and then. You had to bite back a laugh at the picture in front of you, instead your hand reaching up to trace your fingertips over his features, a feather light touch.

His eyebrows pull together as the soft touch of your fingertips going over them and down the side of his nose.

“Hm, babe?” He mumbles, his eyes scrunching slightly as you continue the imaginary path over his face, only getting a hum from you in reply. Once you had worked your way back to his cheek, your hand cupping his face gently as his eyes finally open, a groggy look on his face despite only being asleep for about half an hour.

A smile graces your face yet again as his one sided smile highlights his dimples and the dim light casts a soft shadow on one half of his face. Little did you know he’s smiling at exactly the same thing you are, the way your eyes crinkle slightly at the edges as your smile grows and you try to stop it. After a moment of silence he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your lips, both of you still smiling into it.

“We missed half the movie.” You complain light heartedly, pulling away from Luke’s mouth and almost letting out a laugh at the pout that appears on his face after you do.

“We’ll just have to watch it again tomorrow then won’t we?”

[dostokatz]

⋆ ♱ PORT MAFIA LITERARY REFERENCES ♱ ⋆

[bestwitchsam]

Katarina, Elise and Mel Medarda HD Icons from new cinematic Welcome to Noxus

[frickingnerd]

elise dating an assassin

pairing: elise x gn!reader

tags: silly & wholesome fluff, sunshine x grumpy dynamic, established romantic relationship, tiny bit of angst

it shouldn't come as too big of a surprise that the royals of nohr are acquainted with assassins!

however, the real surpris, for everyone, was that out of all people, elise would be the one to fall in love with an assassin!

the sweet and happy young girl was suddenly dating this dangerous tall figure, always looming around her and staring down everyone who dared to look at them

you were practically elise's guard dog, constantly hanging around her and making sure she's safe

that meant you couldn't fulfill your job as an assassin anymore, as you were becoming more of a bodyguard than a ruthless killer

but elise was happy about that! your girlfriend did not want you to kill any more people!

whenever she does hear that you're about to be sent on a mission to eliminate a target, she always cries, until you give in and drop the job

someone else still has to do it, but you don't mention that to elise! you don't want her knowing that those people will die, no matter if it's by your hand or someone else's…

[togetherhearted]

Hello. I'm not sure if I clarified my request (Elise, Ahri, Zyra), but if I didn't, then it's dating Reader, who can become invisible.

I remember you didn't and that was why I saved the other screenshot 😊

I hope it's fine

HAUNTED ZYRA,BLOOD MOON ELISE AND ARCADE AHRI WITH INVISIBILE READER

Haunting a house for Zyra was just another way to pass the time. Her roots were deep in concrete, impossible to stop. They were everywhere, from the entrance to the small tower at the top. You did another type of haunting, though. You were the one to have fun scaring whoever ventured in. If someone was brave enough to go past her plants you were there, with your invisibility, to scare them off at any time. You two wanted your privacy.

-So, you lured them to their misery- Elise sat on her throne;watching the show from her cave. Down there the blood ritual was about to begin. You were such a special member of the blood moon clan;you used your invisibility to drag people to the temple by luring them with flames. The screams made you both smile. You lazily plopped on the ground next to Elise's seat. You finally turned visible to her eyes.

Ahri thought it was unfair, that you cheated your way round the game. Ahri spent hours and hours to build herself, study strategies to beat the bosses and there you are;passing levels like it's nothing just because you could turn invisible. Ahri grumbled to herself when she caught you go invisible again to pass unbothered around enemies while she was studying the field to sneak around. -Cheater...-

[celiafufflie]

doodles of Alastor w/ Elise when she was younger! (baby to idk 7 - 10??)

obv only wholesome and happy times... tragedy? no way! they had a perfect life ahaha

[bestwitchsam]

Elise x Katarina Wallpapers

~Photos are belong to me~

[frickingnerd]

Conquest Masterlist

Corrin

yandere corrin - headcanons

Azura

Xander

Leo

yandere leo - headcanons

Camilla

camilla with a hoshidan s/o - headcanons

Elise

elise dating an assassin - headcanons

dating elise & sakura - headcanons

Jakob

Silas

Laslow

sneaky kisses with laslow - headcanons

Selena

between the past and our future - oneshot

arguments with selena - headcanons

Odin

odin realizing his feelings for you - headcanons

Beruka

Niles

Nyx

Charlotte

Benny

Keaton

[togetherhearted]

Hello. Can I request headcanons of Zyra, Elise and Sejuani (if you writing about them) from LoL having S/O, who is very good at stealing various things?

Of course I will do that!

I have to admit they may be a bit cluncky at first? I'm not used to write for LoL characters so I still have a lot to learn.

I jope it will be of your liking!

SEJUANI,ZYRA AND ELISE WITH A S/O GOOD AT STEALING THINGS

-As someone with the idea that only the strong can survived the rigid Freljord Sejuani is pleased by this ability of yours.

-Often jokes with you behind close doors about you being able to steal anything. She Would ask you to steal Ornn's cauldron at some point. You weren't sure if she was joking or not.

-She dares you to try steal from her wich you never do out of respect and love.

-Sometimes you steal food for Bristles.

-This malicious lady finds interesting that you can get whatever you want without people noticing.

-Is amused by the fact that you would even steal plants for her.

-She has a goal. A dream of enveloping everything in plants so she will make sure to use your skill��to her advantage. She wonders if you can steal machinery or magic instruments to make her plants grow stronger and faster.

-As an ex-Noxus noble and part of the Black Rose Elise likes this skill of yours as she was used to use her charm to "steal" people's consent and much more.

-Now that is a spider queen she still thinks this can be useful for survival so she won't stop you.

-Very happy if you get something for her. This lady likes to be lavished with nice things. She might just do the same for you.

[celiafufflie]

I got a bit busy, but wanted to do some small art :'3