#God I hate Kayne

[kjzx]

H. Huh

Pspspsps Harlan I have a nice idea for you I'm sure the fans are gonna LOVE this

[izel-scribbles]

just finished malevolent relisten. needless to say the obsession has been rekindled tenfold its previous magnitude

[arthur-lesters-spinal-cord]

An observation

[magpod-confessions]

This is a stupid rant but I've been scouring the internet for more content of some "rarer" (not really) tma ships and have found that for some reason there seems to be a great divide among the fandom on whether or not certain ships are unhealthier than the other or not. Which is:

1. stupid because NONE of these characters are capable of being in a normal "healthy" relationship in the beginning and become even less capable the more the series goes on

and

2. generally a weird thing because this new epidemic of people measuring the "goodness" of their ship by (their own very one dimensional) morals and their own (dare I say bitchless) standards of what is healthy is just?? embarrassing??? Not to add the fact that what is canon and what isn't is more and more treated like something untouchable as if fan content doesn't exist to add on, add your own touch or just go insane!!!

Thirdly and lastly where is the fun? Where are the people shipping things as a crackship or only if they are toxic exes that hate each other??? We are becoming more and more rigid and I fear for the time I get an interest in something brand new that is just full of these dull, boring people who think harassing people is a valid replacement for just using the block button or that fictional characters can be measured the same way a real person can be. No real person will ever be touched by eldrich fear powers or lose two ribs in a deal with a pile of flesh I'm afraid.

Anyways I LOVE Alice and if anything bad (like dying I think she's already traumatized) happens to her I will fly to England and leitner Johnny I'm so serious

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[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

this is a tiny pet peeve but i think its kinda odd that people seem to like. forget, or maybe just neglect to take into account, that yellow, for whatever reason (whether he's an alt universe john or a fresh piece of this universe's KIY that kayne went and ripped off) has ALSO been trapped in the dark world prior to being with arthur and has exactly as many Feelings about it. this is a very load bearing character trait imo

[miscreantahead]

malevolent has mainly been fun for me bc it's been a lot of "oh im not into this guy, oh now i love him more than anything."

[crayycrayon]

I think instead of "you only have eyes for him" kayne should've just said "oh my god I hate you faggots. i can reclaim its ok"

[writerblue275]

Heartsteel Ranking: “Scary boyfriend privilege”

(AKA how intimidating they are to people who don’t know them.)

Inspiration: I’ll be honest this is a bit of a random ranking but I thought it would be fun to do and it was!

Champions: Heartsteel

Genre: Ranking

Type: Fluff? This is meant in a funny way.

Tw: Small mention of alcohol (drink responsibly y’all), and swearing (because I do, in fact, have the mouth of a damn sailor.)

List goes least intimidating to most intimidating.

LEAST

Ezreal (One of these days I will do a ranking that doesn’t put him at the bottom! I swear it’s not intentional! 😂)

Let’s be honest no one is shocked he’s here, right? Where else was Ez going to go on this list?? This isn’t a bad thing though! He just gives off such golden retriever energy and it’s amazing and I love him. I want to be at least best friends with HS Ezreal.

Despite the usual happy golden retriever energy, he’s definitely not afraid to tell people off/protect you though. (I feel like he secretly has quite a temper. He’s a Sagittarius after all [love my fellow 🔥 signs WOOT WOOT]. Usually he’s very good about keeping it under control…but if someone [besides you, he absolutely adores you] pushes him too far [ex: by making you uncomfortable]…just see what happens.)

Aphelios

You absolutely have scary boyfriend privilege with Aphelios, but I just can’t rank him higher than any of the other members below. He definitely has that “brooding silent type” down pat, and when he’s wearing his mask, that’s doubled. That air of mystery, baby, he’s got that in SPADES.

We also know he’s tall. Like not Sett, K’Sante, or Yone tall, but he’s got some height on him (unconfirmed 6’). Physically, he’s definitely more intimidating than Ez. Like imagine Phel silently staring daggers at someone. Lmao I’d hate to be whoever pissed him off.

K’Sante

Most of this comes from his height (unconfirmed 6’4”) and the fact he’s one of the gym bros. Like general vibe/personality-wise, I think Phel could be more-intimidating than K’Sante (or even Sett), but have you seen how just MASSIVE K’Sante is? HE CAN CANONICALLY BENCH SETT. Like 😮😮😮

Not to mention I feel like he’d always stick close to you in public, so no one would even dream of trying to do anything to you. (Unless they’re a whole dumbass.) K’Sante genuinely gives me very kind vibes, but he definitely protects those he loves very fiercely.

Sett

Sett is (unconfirmed) 6’7” (at least confirmed the tallest in the group), and JACKED AS HELL. Not to mention “allergic” to sleeves so those arms are out most of the time lmao. Only a fucking moron (or someone who is incredibly drunk) would look at Settrigh and go “oh yeah I am absolutely going to mess with this guy.” RIP that idiot.

He also doesn’t fuck around about the safety of the people he loves. Sett genuinely seems like the sweetest guy (I love this giant, ripped, sewing himbo so fucking much oh my fucking god) but he can/will be intentionally intimidating if it’s necessary to keep you or Ma safe (the two most important figures in his life 🥺). Will walk you home/keep you close to him in crowded situations. He always wants you to feel safe when you’re with him (you absolutely do like how could you not?).

Kayn

So this is based on both appearance and reputation. Obviously Kayn has quite the reputation from his last band (as well as being kicked out of it.) Appearance-wise, he’s not super tall, but he’s tall enough. Not to mention the piercings, tattoos, the fact he’s also in excellent shape (I mean we all saw those abs 😏), has vibrant dyed hair, a very bright red eye, and he is a total metal head. He can also, um, travel through WALLS. (Small detail lol.)

DO I EVEN HAVE TO MENTION RHAAST (even as his stage alter ego)???? Kayn can be pretty impulsive and sometimes acts first, thinks later. (He’s currently working on that with Yone, it’s fine.) Someone would be a damn fool to fuck with him or you. He just gives me very loyal guard dog vibes. (I mean he did wear the damn leash in the mv so….😝)

Yone

There is no one (let me repeat: NO ONE) I’d want to fuck with less than Yone. This man has quintessential resting bitch face (RBF), is like 6’ 2-3” (unconfirmed), in very good shaped (based on the lovely titty window of his outfit. Thank you, Riot designers) and is able to (mostly) wrangle the rest of the group. Also (hella obvious but) HE’S AN INTROVERT (INFJ specifically). People are NOT his thing (fucking MOOD).

Yone is the one who gives the most similar vibes to the TikToks I’ve seen that show cosplayers at Cons with their scarier-dressed friends/partners following behind them keeping them safe. (For Yone, it’s the RBF/air of mystery that really sets the tone.) He gives me such mature gentleman vibes as well. He’s always going to walk you home especially at night, or he’ll stay by your side in a crowd and you are just going to feel really safe with him. Top-tier scary boyfriend privilege right there.

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Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Ok so the least and most intimidating were extremely obvious to me. It was everyone else in between that made things difficult. This was really fun to write though, even if the concept is a bit silly! 😂

[luvlyycy]

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[shittymalevolentheadcanons]

Kayne has hyperextended joints and cracks like a glowstick but no one considers it to be wieird cuz he's an eldritch god (he likes to unsettle people with his hand tricks but Arthur can't see either way so it's no fun)

yknow what yeah I'll add that to my personal canon

I love the thought of kayne doing just unholy things with his hands hoping to get a rise out of John and Arthur but like.. Arthur can't see and john WAS an eldritch god so hes probably seen/done weirder. and kayne HATES that he gets no reaction

when he cracks like a glowstick does he get to glow? I think it'd be funny

[ioniansunsets]

Hi! Recently found you, and i LOVE your writing and ideas! Their very tasty, like high-quality chocolate &/or caramel!

I offer (potentially angsty) scenario(you don't have to do) with heartsteel kayn & Idol or k/da!Reader?

What if a stage malfunction happened during readers' (or kayns) show?? (Or a sabotage from a fan? Perhaps?)

(Bonus: & What if... reader or kayn got hurt?) Thank you if you choose to do this ask🩷 (Sorry ahhh-- this is my first time sending an ask)

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn x KDA!Reader Where Reader Gets Injured✖

✖ Word Count: 1.4k

✖ Tags: Established R/S, Mild Injury, Ends with Comfort, IDK if I'd even tag this as Angsty (maybe a tinge)

✖ A/N: I think its cute how Ahri, Akali, Evelyn and Kai’sa all technically can dash towards you with their actual in game skills LMFAO so cute...these girls would do anything to protect you. I think it’s very cute when a lover goes batshit insane with worry for you. Have mercy too, I’ve never been hospitalized, only visited people LMAO

Also thank you for asking this! I am so happy that you love my thoughts and words >&lt;

✖ Wrote This Listening To: Drugs and Candy

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There were always toxic fans. You knew that, and Kayn of course knew his fanbase were sometimes as batshit insane as him. But the past few weeks were great! Social media was abuzz with positive comments about you two, fans congratulated you at fanmeets praising how cute you looked with Kayn.

Everything pointed towards how the fanbase took the official announcement of you two dating well but of course, you know delusional, parasocial fans existed too.

What you don’t know, was how they got past security.

You don’t know how they sneaked past all the checks and stage tests.

Maybe it was on you, maybe you were training too hard and were too tired to notice.

Maybe the high of performing live on stage and all the bits and bops of things to do left it so you didn’t notice the creak of the bright lights above you. The lights in the same pink purple hues of Kayn’s hair. The last thing you remember was the crackle of lights, the screams of your fans, and all your band mates in a blur dashing towards you.

-

It was arguably just as bad for Kayn.

Sure he wasn’t there, he wasn’t injured, he wasn’t the target of the attack nor was he the one in the hospital but there was nothing worse than hearing that you were still out cold, uncertain of how hurt you actually were.

There was nothing worse really, seeing the clips circulating online of what happened being reposted by all sorts of accounts. The blood that flowed from you onto the stage, oh god he didn’t even know humans could bleed this much.

There was nothing worse than knowing that he was stuck on tour and couldn’t be by your side.

There was nothing worse than not being able to call you and check on you because according to Akali you were STILL in the ER right now, you’re still unconscious and the doctors have no updates. How! It has been at least 4 hours since your opening act. Since the incident.

There was nothing worse, than fighting with his bandmates and managers, begging to go back to be by your side, and only after Alune stood up for him saying how “ The Heartbeats would understand why Kayn was missing. Let him go or he would just sneak off at night and do it anyway.” That management allowed them to postpone their weekend show so he could book a midnight flight to you.

There was nothing worse, than sitting alone in the private airport lounge, checking socials for updates and finding out HIS fan was the one that was caught on CCTV being the perpetrator, the one that did this to you, the love of his life. They even wore a jacket with Rhaast’s icon sewn onto the back, almost mocking him. Sure you were the one physically hurt, but the way his emotions were all over the place, the way his heart refused to calm down, the way he haven’t felt so much like throwing up since he left his old band. He hated this.

Hands tightening around his already cracked phone, the only reason he hasn’t angrily thrown it against the wall was because Akali messaged him telling Kayn how you were stable now, you lived fine, you were still sleeping but you were out of surgery at least. He swallows hard, quickly picking up his small luggage as he runs over to the gate to board his plane. Kayn breathes heavy, only thoughts about being by your side when you wake up keep him walking and keep the absolute rage and chaos Rhaast has at bay. The flight couldn’t be any longer to him.

-

He ran, the second the Taxi dropped him off at the hospital he phased through walls and booked it straight up to your room, leaving Akali to sigh as she signs him in. The way his hands shook as he slowly opened the door to your ward. Feeling like it was somehow rude to phase through this one way although one, you were still unconscious and two he already violated the privacy of half the hospital.

“ My little demon…This is all my fault.”

Kayn slowly walked to your side after he steps in, watching and noting how you had your eye patched up, how bandages trailed down your body, how pale your skin was. He was going to throw up again, seeing you this way. Ahri who was in the room watching over you let him know you could still see of course, and nothing plastic surgery can’t fix about the scars. You would be fine after a week or two of rest. The shards of glass from the strobe lights missed all the important bits, only scratching up your brow, cheek and collar. Ahri offers Kayn a small sad smile before leaving to give him time with you. The other girls in K/DA has some cuts and bruises saving your from the falling light but otherwise were fine.

It was another hour of your steady breathing and the beeping of machines around him. To Kayn, it felt like hours. Inconsolable hours where his thoughts went wild. Rhaast kept at bay from trashing the place solely from how weak and shaky your breathing was. So when the beeping finally started to pick up Kayn was standing up, hand holding yours, calling out to you frantic and concerned as you slowly blinked and opened your eyes.

“ Oh my god you’re finally awake baby.”

You watched your boyfriend cry, silent tears falling as he spoke over and over about how he should have curated his audience more, warned them to not pull shit like this to you. Anger about how could his “obsessive fans” not know that hurting you would hurt him just as much. Frustration about not being in the audience this time to save you. Sorrow about seeing how much pain you were in right now because of him. Anger once again from Rhaast this time about how incompetent your security was for letting a mistake like this go unnoticed and finally…overwhelming relief that you were ultimately ok. It was new, seeing him so scared, so worried, no doubt all of these emotions were because of just how much Kayn loved you but still, you felt bad making him worry so much. Finally he updates you, telling you about what happened, how you would be ok, he would make sure of it.

“ I…I’m sorry you had to go through this because of me. If you want to leave me because of my fans I will totally understand.”

You watched his voice crack as his hand grasps yours tighter. Your lover’s brows furrowed as he thinks hard. Biting his lip so hard you could almost see it bleed.

“ No Kayn! I would never! It’s not your fault. None of it was your fault, my own crazy fans could have done this to me too y’know. Plus if I breakup with you, they totally won.”

You reply, throat a little dry from not speaking so long but you had to tell him. No way you’re letting some insane fan ruin your performance, your day and your relationship. You watch him finally smile a little as you speak, the corners of his lips barely curving, tears stopping at your frantic attempts to make sure he knows just how much you love him back. No way in hell or heaven would you give up what you have with him because of some lunatic. Especially after seeing just how much he loved you, flying here for you? Putting his work behind for You? How could you let this man go.

“ Hey, at least we can get matching eyepatches now?”

At your comment, he lets out an exasperated laugh.

" I’m sorry, I should be the one making you feel better not the other way around. Here.”

You watch as Kayn slips a finger under his eyepatch, pulling it off carefully before bending down to give your bandaged side a small kiss. Hands uncharacteristically gentle as they worked their way around your hair and all the gauze to put his eyepatch on you. Giving you another quick kiss on your lips before pulling away.

" Looking good darling."

" Only because you style me so well!"

Yeah, it will be ok, the two of you were motivated, hardworking idols, a setback like this meant nothing. As he smiles again at you, the signature cheeky, prideful smile you’ve come to love from him. Your heart flutters. Yeah, something like this won’t stop you from loving him.

[collidescopeeyes]

Hey so I'm kind of in a tm-not-so-good place right now, so if possible can I get a Heartsteel Aphelios x reader who's dealing with a narcissistic/emotionally abusive parent? Or if possible it's Aphelios and their S/O but they also have the rest of the Heartsteel members and Alune to help them through it. As you can see by the request, I'm dealing with this right now and i kinda need the comfort, thank you!

As someone whose dealt with far too much of that myself recently, my heart goes out to you anon ❤️ hope things get easier soon.

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You have ‘hey, are you awake?’ typed into the chatbox, thumb hovering indecisively over the send button, for a good fifteen minutes before Aphelios messages you. You aren't expecting it–it’s almost midnight, and Phel might be a night owl, but he also has a job. Part of the reason you'd been reluctant to text him–he’s busy, and you'd hate to wake him.

‘You okay?’ the text reads. You spend a moment wondering why he'd ask that, and then realize if he was texting you this late at night he also would have seen your typing notification hovering there for god knows how long. Which also means pretending you're fine is probably out of the picture as well–even if he didn't know you were visiting your parents this weekend, he's always been had a knack for seeing straight through you. May as well be honest, then.

‘not really tbh’ you type back. ‘like I'm fine I'm just…….blehhh. y'know.’

‘Want company?’ comes the immediate reply, because Phel puts sugar to shame. Too sweet for his own good, probably, because he really shouldn't be driving around at fuck o’clock at night to keep you company– ‘I missed you :(‘ comes the follow up text, neatly defeating the argument you were just building up in your head.

‘...can I come over?’ you ask anyway. ‘i don't really want to be at home right now’

‘ofc. I'm already putting my shoes on, I'll see you soon ❤️’

You send a heart back, click your phone off, and stare blankly up at the fading afterimage of the bright screen against your dark ceiling. You have no idea what time you'd gotten home, but you'd had about enough energy to crawl into bed and not much else. As such, you're pretty much still dressed, plus you're pretty sure you have clean clothes at Phel’s place. Even if you didn't, you'd steal one of his shirts to sleep in and Alune would have something to lend you in the morning. You're pretty sure she likes dressing you up, or at least, she has a habit of leveraging her industry connections to get amazing deals on clothes she just happens to think you'd look cute in. Kayn likes to joke she's trying to steal you away from Aphelios.

A knock on your front door startles you to attention, followed by jingling keys as Phel lets himself in. How long had you been zoning out for? He lived like fifteen minutes away, and it felt like it'd barely been five. You drag yourself out of bed as he pushes open your bedroom door, and even in the dim light from the street lamp outside your window you see him smile when he sees you. Immediately, you're wrapped up in a hug, and you feel him press a kiss to your hairline. The anxious knot that's been in your chest ever since you left this weekend eases a little, and you clutch at his hoodie trying to absorb that feeling. He smells like fresh laundry and comfort and home.

“...hi,” you offer after a moment, your voice slightly muffled from where you're pressing your face into his chest. You lean back, reaching over to fumble with your lamp so you can actually see him. “You got here faster than I thought, sorry.”

He shrugs. “I was at Yone’s, the bands having a movie night,” he signs. “We can join them, if you're feeling up for it, or we can just go back to mine and chill. It's up to you.”

You blink up at him. “What movie?”

“The mummy series,” he signs. “Ez is getting super offended, it's really funny.”

You huff a laugh. “That sounds…perfect, actually. You're sure nobody will mind?”

He waves a hand at you. “Of course not, the guys love you.” A smile curves your lips, and he pauses, a fond look in his eye before he ducks his head to press a kiss to your lips. “Not that I wouldn't be happy to monopolize you, but, y'know.”

You laugh. “I think Alune would have words about that.”

He shrugs. “Gotta flex my older brother privileges sometime. You good to go?”

You glance at your still unpacked bag, then nod–that was a tomorrow problem. Maybe the day after. His car is parked outside, still warm from the drive over–he must've cranked the heater for you, because left to his own devices Aphelios wouldn't feel the need for a jacket in a walk in freezer.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He signs as you pull out onto the quiet streets, one hand on the wheel.

You sigh deeply. “It's…nothing new, and I probably should've expected this because this is what always happens, but…I dunno, I was hoping we could have a mature conversation this time? But no, same old song and dance. Nothing is ever their fault, and if I get them to stop deflecting long enough to actually admit they did something wrong, I must only be bringing it up because I'm an terrible daughter who's just trying to hurt them, and then the whole thing turns into a big confrontation when all I wanted was…I dunno, some acknowledgement that ‘hey, that was a fucked up thing I did,’” you gesture vaguely at the dashboard, frustrated, and then deflate with a defeated sigh. He reaches over and squeezes your hand in wordless comfort. You offer him a weak smile. “It's fine. I'll be fine. It's just…exhausting, you know?"

He nods, and with a final squeeze you let his hand go so he can sign “I'm sorry. It's not fair, and you deserve better.” He glances at you, brow pulled together in worry. “If you ever need anything, comfort or company or help, I'm here for you. We all are. Doesn't matter how late it is or how far away you are, I'll come running.”

You probably shouldn't try to kiss him while he's driving. “Thanks,” you say instead, voice soft. “I…can't tell you how much that means to me.”

He smiles, but if he has a reply his hands are occupied pulling into Yone’s driveway. Still, he's not driving anymore, so that makes it fair game to lean across the console to kiss the life out of him.

--Right up until you hear Yone's door open. You break apart, only to see Alune standing on the doorstep, hands on her hips. She signs something too fast for you to catch in the dim streetlight, and then flounces back inside. Phel laughs, and you look at him curiously. “She called me an attention hog,” he signs, chuckling.

You laugh. “Well, we better not keep her waiting.”

The sound of the movie filters in as you enter the house and make your way to the living room, coupled with familiar voices and laughter. “--and codex style books weren't even invented until the Roman Empire!” Ezreal is arguing as you walk in, gesturing at the screen animatedly. “It would’ve been a papyrus scroll!” A chorus of greetings sounds over the tail end of his sentence, apparently dismissing what's no doubt the tail end of a long rant. They're scattered around the room–Alune and Ezreal on the long couch, K'Sante and Yone in the twin armchairs on either side, Sett lounging on the beanbag in the corner and Kayn laying directly on the carpeted floor, ankles crossed on the edge of the couch and watching the movie upside-down.

“He's been going on like this the whole time,” Sett informs you by way of greeting, grinning.

“Someone has to hold Hollywood accountable for their blatant disregard for historical accuracy!” Ezreal insists hotly, before fixing you with a pleading look. “Back me up here, you think papyrus scrolls are cool, right?”

“Pretty cool, yeah,” you agree. Alune animatedly gestures you over to two free spaces on the couch with a beaming grin, which you have no doubt she pulled rank to acquire. Kayn offers you a wave as you step over him.

“I saved some snacks,” she whispers as you settle by her side, Phel on your other. True to her word, she has a bowl of chips in one hand and a punnet of chocolate dipped strawberries in the other. Ezreal tries to sneak one of the latter while she's distracted, only for her to whip her head around and give him a narrow eyed look, to which he immediately begins to feign stretching instead.

“How was your trip?” Yone asks. You must make a face, because he frowns. “Ah. My condolences. Family matters are often... uniquely troubling."

You wince. “It was…not great, yeah. I don't...really want to get into it.”

“I'm just putting this out there, but if you want someone vanished you can just say the word, I know a guy,” Kayn offers from the floor.

You stifle a laugh. “Are you the guy?”

“Me or one of my siblings,” he qualifies. “Depends, how many people you want killed?”

“You cannot keep threatening to sic your family members on people you don't like simply because your father teaches all his foster children martial arts,” K'Sante points out dryly.

“It's not just because of that,” Kayn argues. “It's part of the pact–everyone gets one favor, no questions asked, everybody has to chip in if they can."

“And you…haven't used yours yet?” Yone asks skeptically.

“Nope,” Kayn says cheerfully. “I covered up my fuckups and achieved my numerous impressive exploits by my own merits, thank you.”

“I do not need anyone killed,” you confirm.

“Yet,” Ezreal corrects sagely, only to interrupt himself with an aghast gasp. “He's reading hieroglyphs in the wrong direction!” he cries, pointing accusingly at the screen. Phel puts an arm around your shoulder and pulls you into his side, and like this–snuggled up with him, surrounded by your friends and terrible movie–it was suddenly a lot easier to believe everything was going to be okay.

[settphel-enthusiast]

Headcanons ―

Ezreal

Tiktok dances & references all the time

Loves hyperpop and hardstyle

Caffeine addict 100%

Has a problem with monster energy

Mango Loco > everything else, including water

Has terrible sleep

Always bouncing off of the walls, a constant ball of energy

Uses his teleport to jumpscare Sett and Yone

Tries on K'sante but he never wins, and K'sante is always scaring him anyway

Loves to draw and sketch, hates doing line-art or finishing any drawings

Actively listens to Aphelios' music and gives really good feedback!

Thrives when he's running on 2hrs of sleep and 3 monsters

Heart palpitations.

Talking a million miles an hour

He talks to anyone and everyone

The only person that listens and can keep up with him is Aphelios

Yone just ignores but pretends to listen

and Kayn tells him to shut the fuck up

Ezreal is autistic coded af

His special interest is Mortal Kombat and Guilty Gear, among other fighters

He's a God when it comes to fighters, including Smash

Dancing at all times

He used to be a professional back-up dancer for (Unnamed Group)

Very in-tuned with music and beats

Best at making up dances on the spot, especially while he's cleaning

Kayn has a video of him dancing while mopping

Easily the most chaotic member; with the highest snapchat score

So many videos of him twerking or being an annoying piece of shit in public to Kayn and sometimes Sett

Throwing random stuff at Kayn to get his attention

Tries to bench what Sett benches, fails miserably

Still gets a high five for effort

During the video, Ezreal was in control for most of the choreography, with Yone's assistance to make sure they were within reason and within everyone's skillsets

Yone keeps Ezreal sort of 'in check' and not going too crazy with his ideas, his mind wonders and he gets really excited

Golden Retriever energy

Very sensory seeking, loves bright lights, loud noises and intense feelings

Flaps his hands 100%

Very good control over his voice, coached Kayn and Sett a little bit with their verses

Doesn't care about pronouns or how people see him, he doesn't really recognize gender per se (of course, he will respect everyone's pronouns)

Kayn discovered this by calling him a little girl and Ezreal was just like 🧍 'i could be'

And it was dead silence.

[gyooza]

god I love kayne. babygirl there's nothing they could do to make me hate you

[weirdmorefics]

Cause The Haters Gonna Hate- Carmy X Reader

Reader Pronouns- She/ Her

Word Count- 443

Summary- Richie is going to lose it on the reader who won't stop singing Taylor Swift but Carmy saves the day.

"I swear to god Y/n if you don't stop singing Taylor Swift I am gonna come back there and strangle you!" Richie shouts as I help Marcus frost the fresh donuts.

"Richie you are no fun I bet you like Kayne!" I shout back with the same attitude. I then proceed to sing cause the haters gonna hate hate hate.

"That's it Y/n I hear enough Taylor Swift for the whole universe thanks to my daughter. I don't need to hear it at work!" He shouts making his way to the back of house.

I continue to sing anyway just to irk him at this point. I point at him and sing in my insanely pitchy voice "Said I did something bad then why does it feel so good!"

Richie gets right in my face fuming knife in hand and I laugh so hard, "What are you going to do stab me over Taylor Swift cause that would be hilarious. Will you make sure they write? Here lies Y/n tragically killed for loving Taylor Swift too much." I gesture the placement of the words in the air with my hands. I tilt my head pout, "I do think it would be quite lengthy. What do you think?"

"Carmy! Deal with your girlfriend she is clinically insane!" Says annoyed running his hand over his head.

"Says the man who was screaming singing Love Story in his car the other day," Carmy laughs.

My jaw drops and I clap my hand over my mouth, "You're a Swiftie!! This is so great! I can't believe it!" Then I glare over at Carmy and point, "And you weren't going to tell me!"

"I thought I would keep it as leverage but my girlfriend needed saving from being stabbed," he shook his end.

"Yeah good for you shouting that in the kitchen because now I am going to stab you!" Richie shouts.

"Run Carmy! Run!" I shout.

Carmy rolls his eyes, "Enough, back to work everyone." he looks to me with those stupid puppy dog eyes, "And Y/n please limit the Taylor Swift."

I roll my eyes but defeatedly pout "Yes, chef."

Richie starts to leave back to front of house but not before saying " I win"

"Did you Richie because now the whole restaurant knows you sing Love Story loudly by yourself?" Carmy smirks.

"Shut up I'm not talking to you," Richie purposely bumps him as he walks by.

I victoriously stick my tongue out at him as he glares back at me.

"You both are so mature," Carmy sighs.

"I know," I bat my eyelashes as he chuckles and shakes his head.

[mcshiiin]

a pair of scissors, a pair of lovers.

heartsteel! kayn x reader

"babe… i fucked up my hair-"

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

your ears twitched upon hearing his boisterous laugh. it rose your ire, and now you're seeing red.

"DON'T FUCKING LAUGH I HATE YOU!"

"IT'S NOT-" he sputters. "IT'S NOT THAT BA-HAHAHAHHHAAH!"

"GET OUT KAYN FUCK YOU!"

you slammed the bathroom door shut, leaving kayn howling outside. his mockery ticked off something in your head. the frustration from your failure and kayn's taunting made the room seem so small, its walls slowly closing in on you as your chest heaved up and down. the humid air inside is starting to suffocate you. you needed to do something, fast, or else you would get crushed. so you did what you do best—cleaning.

you tried your best to avoid looking at the mirror as you tidied up the mess. normally, it soothes your nerves, yet suddenly everything makes you icky. how the collar of your shirt clung to the base of your neck, making you uncomfortable. your ears twitched with the squeaking noise from slippers as you moved around. you can't help but grimace at the hairs that kept appearing again even after sweeping them off. you narrowed your eyes, surveying the sight before you, and let out an exasperated sigh.

then, your gaze accidentally landed on the mirror.

your impulsiveness costs you your mid-length hair. it used to fall just above your chest, but now it is a butchered bob with uneven cuts, especially on the back. initially, you only wanted to trim the ends, then one thing led to another, so now you're staring at yourself in the mirror at 2 AM with tears your threatening to fall.

"you could've just gone to the salon to get the job done, but no. you just have to do it yourself, don't you?'" you scolded yourself in your head as you examine your mangled hair.

you bit your lip. as panic finally settled in the pit of your stomach, your grip on the edge of the sink tightened. you just got hired from your dream company and it will be your first day on the job this coming monday.

"they won't take me seriously if i look like this," you shuddered. you tried to inhale as much air as you could to drown the sob that was about to spill from your lips.

a trim, that's all you wanted! it should have been easy enough to do at home. easy enough to do so you don't have to spend money for it. with kayn getting kicked out from the band and with you getting out of unemployment only recently, you have a tight budget, one that could not afford the luxury of getting your hair cut professionally. and now, you'll be forced to pay to fix the abominable hair of yours.

you watch your lips twist into a deep frown, your reflection mirroring every minuscule detail of yours. the longer you stare at yourself, the more heavy your chest becomes, the harder it is to breathe, and then-!

you suddenly burst out crying.

hot, angry tears stream down your cheeks. your body feels as if it is on fire, resentment seeping out from your skin. thoughts filled your head, yet none of it made any sense. they were all incoherent murmurs against the loud pounding of your heart.

your hair. your job. kayn.

kayn—he's outside doing god knows what. probably still laughing like an idiot, probably tinkering something in the kitchen, completely forgetting about your dilemma. you badly want to run to his arms and curse at the world, but you're still fucking pissed at him.

your shoulders shook with every breath. the room never felt smaller- the walls are closing in on you, slowly squeezing out the air from your lungs. every second that you spend inside your bathroom agonizes you. you wanted to get out and scream, but you stayed glued to your spot.

you can practically taste the snot dripping from your nose. a choked noise escaped from your lips as you furiously wiped the tears that kept streaming down your face. from your cheeks, down to your shirt, then to the tiled floor- they were all tear-stained, blemished with your bitterness.

amongst the uproar in your head, you heard his voice calling for you, loud and clear.

"hey, babe…?" "are you crying?"

he was met with muffled sniffles. tension hung around in the air like a thick fog. you refused to reply, knowing that you would only slur your words.

"ok, i'm done laughing now. open the door, baby," he tried coaxing you. gone was the humor in his voice. for a man like kayn, he was being gentle for sure, but it didn't budge you out of your spot.

your vision blurs, the tears blocking your eyes making your surroundings look hazy.

"hey! open the door!"

on the other side of the door, kayn was beggining to be restless. you shut yourself inside the bathroom for almost an hour now, and it concerns him. who knows that you could be doing there?

he won't admit it but he kinda felt bad for laughing at you earlier. but who wouldn't be?! no one can resist laughing at how ridicously adorable you looked! sure, your hair seemed a little bit askew, but aside from that, your lips pursed into a frustrated pout and reddened cheeks were definitely a sight to see.

kayn enjoyed poking fun at you. taunting you was amusing for him because of how creative you were at your retorts and how colorful your language was when you cursed him. when he says something mean, your reply is even meaner. whenever kayn tries to stir something and provoke you, the both of you only end up maniacally cackling together. but it appears like this time, not like those times. you were upset, so kayn does what he does best—

"i'm tearing this door down if you don't open it. i swear!"

—be an idiot.

"i'm gonna count to three, 'ya hear me?" he assumed a stance, then begin counting. "one, two, thr-"

the bathroom door swung open. you knew your lover won't hesitate to break the door if it's for you. so amidst your face being streaked with tears, snot, and drool, while your eyes were bloodshot and puffy from all the crying, you opened the door for him.

"hey, baby," he greeted you with a softness akin to cotton. within milliseconds, he's all upon you.

he immediately sought for you. he snaked an arm around your waist, while his other hand rests at the back of your head. you instictively reciprocated his embrace and buried your head in his chest. too tired to be annoyed with him anymore, you let yourself be comforted by his presence. your sniffles echo around your shared apartment. kayn craddled you closer to him.

"shh. it's okay," you heard him say, along with other sweet nothings he whispered on your ears.

he started petting your head to help you calm down. it was effective to say the least. your weeping instantly subsided into faint hiccups until it finally disolves into complete silence.

you were the first one to break the hug. you pulled your head away from him, a wet blob on his shirt marking your presence. you did not dare meet his gaze.

"i still hate you, by the way," you blurted out.

he opened his mouth to say something sarcastic but you were quick to grab the hem of his shirt and use it to dry your tears. then, you ultimately used it to blow your nose.

"ew, gross! babe, stop!"

he tried to wiggle away from you but you held tight and made sure to thoroughly clean your nose. just a little payback, you thought.

you then looked up to meet his irritated gaze with your swollen eyes. his face is scrunched up; his lips are frowning while his brows were almost knitted together. within seconds, you two bursted out laughing. you're practically vibrating at the stupidity of your situation. your eyes crinkle as the sound of kayn's hooting hover around you. seems that a huge weight has been lifted off your chest. you're not upset anymore, at least not much. you feel at ease whenever kayn is around, as if no matter what happens, he'll take care of you.

as silence ensued, he then seized you by the wrist. he was staring at you intently, his eyes boring into yours. there was a sense of urgency in his expression, or was it excitement? what could he be scheming now?

"so about your hair—"

"stop it," you cut him off immediately, wanting to just forget about everything and sleep it off. "i'll just go to the salon tomorrow or whatever-"

kayn, persistent as ever, heed no attention to you and proceeded to cup your cheeks with his hand. he squeezed it firmly, your lips forming into an "o" shape.

"hep hep hep! zip it," he let out a mischevious smirk. his smugness oozing out. "don't worry. i got you, baby," he then gave you a wink.

you wanted to protest but he already left to get a chair. when he came back, he grab your shoulders and made you sit down. in a flash, he is already behind you with a pair of scissors on his hand. he titled your chin forward using his other hand to level your head. you glared at him through the mirror, but he already busied himself behind you to even notice it.

"you can trust me on this one, baby. i swear."

and you did, even if you're quite nervous. this is kayn after all, the kayn that almost burned down your kitchen. an impulsive idiot, yes— just like you hours ago when you decided to trim your own hair. although he won't verbalize how sorry he is for making fun of you, he makes up for it by doing whatever the hell this is. you can't tell if his movements are laced with certainty or just pure bravado, as he cuts and snips your hair. his carefree humming doesn't help either.

"me likey, me likey likey likey."

you recognize it from a kpop group, twice, which he stubbornly won't admit that he listens to.

"all done, baby." he smirked at you through the mirror.

you stared at yourself in the mirror. you never had your hair cut this short ever. it is new, but you don't hate it. you examined his work. he sculpted your previous, mangled work into a better one. no more uneven cuts and it doesn't look dishelved anymore.

"you can style it like this," he said as he demonstrated it. "or you can wait it out to get longer, then we'll cut it like so, then we can style it like that."

you barely undesrtood the words that he is saying as you were already preparing to jump on him.you snaked your arms around his neck and peppered his face with kisses to thank him. from his nose to his cheeks, then to his forehead, there were no spot left untouched, no spot left unloved.

"hey, hey! calm down," he feighed annoyance. he loved getting all these attention from you but he won't admit it. however, his not-so-discrete reactions tells you otherwise.

as you stared at him lovingly, you felt his arms wrapped around your waist. your lips twist into a content smile. you lover may be an asshole, but he has his moments, just like this one.

"thank you, baby," you said with all the sincerity you have.

"yeah, whatever," pink dusted his cheeks. "just stay away from the scissors next time, okay?"

you rolled your eyes and pecked his nose. he knew how stressful it must have been for you these past few weeks, so fucking up your hair might have been the last straw. that's why even though kayn felt triumphant because he's rewarded with your kisses, what matters the most is that your problem is fixed and that you're okay now. he's glad that he gets to make you feel better. he hated seeing you cry, as it felt as if he was being stabbed multiple times. with your eyes brimmed with tears and your nose runny—he can't stand the pained look on your face. although he can't help but admire your beauty in those times, sadness doesn't suit you.

"damn, what would you do without me?"

"oh shut up!"

"aww, my helpless princess!"

"ugh, fuck you, man!"

"oh yes you will, darling~"

you didn't. you cleaned up the mess of hair in your bathroom with his help, took a warm shower, and then collapsed next to him in bed.