#league of legends aatrox x reader

[zileans-big-cl0ck]

Hey! Is it alright if I ask for aftercare hcs for the league bois for fem reader??? (Thresh,zed,Kayn Aatrox maybe?)

Also I love your stories plz keep up the good work, I read them after some ranked matches sometimes.

✦–Aftercare headcanons.✦ (NSFW)

✦How do they care about you (or not /jk) after sex.

✧ prompt: ✧ aftercare headcanons preceded with some sex scenes.

✧ champions: ✧ Aatrox, the Darkin Blade; Kayn, the Shadow Reaper; Thresh, the Chain Warden; Zed, the Master of Shadows.

✧ reader: ✧ female.

✧ author’s note: ✧ I’m not dead, although I am not promising anything - totally not staying here for long. I might just reappear sometime and then vanish again. But I’m reading all your request and thinking of them, promise. Don’t ever stop sending them <3.

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✦Aatrox, the Darkin Blade.

The World Ender is not a person to be underestimated in any circumstances. He is the antonym of the word “gentle”, both on the battlefield and privately. And there is no exception for you, his fucktoy. You are a mere human; of course someone - or something - as powerful as the Darkin would not have mercy for you. After fucking you disdainfully, listening to your woeful cries and moans, which were making the experience even better, Aatrox usually leaves you to take care of himself. But before vanishing, in an act of pity, he seldom leaves you with something - something only from him, a kind of gift. Like a souvenir: a burn, a claw mark or a cut. And that’s his “aftercare” - making you remember him. What’s even more rare - him letting you rest beside him a bit, absorbing the heat that beams from his inner rage. The World Ender is indeed warm, but only physically; he wouldn’t let you bond with him, as he has to continue with his purpose - to destroy everything.

✦Kayn, the Shadow Reaper.

Surprisingly, Kayn is a very talkative person during sex. And totally a loud one. This man has no shame, especially when it comes to begging you to ride his face or to get the chance to burry his nose and lips in your vagina. The successor of the Shadow Order is eager, although he tires quickly - his youth prevents him from going on for multiple rounds with you. But Kayn doesn’t mind you using him for your own pleasure and this always ends up with him beneath you, panting from overstimulation yet grinning at you widely. Because of that - that he doesn’t mind being the bottom - it isn’t rare when you are the one to tenderly kiss him after making him cum multiple times. You whisper sweet, praising words into Kayn’s ear, while his numb hands slide on your body, circling around his favourite parts of it. And it’s not like the Shadow Reaper can’t do aftercare or be the dominant one - of ourse not. He tends to be clumsy, but in the end - responsible for sure; whenever he finishes with enough strenght, he gladly carries you into a bathtub, joining you in the warm waters. But, in the end… He just enjoys you pampering him.

✦Thresh, the Chain Warden.

Every time you get intimate with the infmaous, greedy and definitely ominous keeper of the Shadow Isles, it involves chains. Of course it does. He is not the perilous Chain Warden for no reason. Every time he puts his clawed, metal-chased hands on you, slowly making himself comfortable on your tantalizing body, you end up chained to a wall or a bed, left at his mercy to toy with you. But whenever you are the one to initiate sex, both of you eventually find yourselves bounded to each other, metaphorically and physically. Either way Thresh’s stamina and durability are way higher than yours - thanks to the magical alterations he has overcome - so after making you cum and pleasing himself inside of you, he is less tired than you. Thanks to that, the Chain Warden is always the one to take care of you. He always starts with removing all the ropes or chains, gently and conscientiously, and treating the bruises that they left. He lets you rest and not even lift a finger, because he takes care of everything. But Thresh certainly takes his time with it, cleaning and wipping off every sticky liquid that might have end up between your legs. After all, he is a caring lover, making sure that aftercare is nothing of your concern; Thresh takes pleasure from having control in his own hands. And whenever you act possessive during foreplay, pretending like you try to reject him or turn off, he gladly chains you to a bed, only to leave you like this for hours.

✦Zed, the Master of Shadows.

Oh, how your Master enjoys taking you from behind. Having your ass bouncing before him, balls deep and with the chance of pulling your hair, just to hear your rapid moans. Zed doesn’t let you rest; he is a busy man and he often acts like there was no time left during sex - ever moment and every second he could be summoned for another emergency. That’s why his thrusts are always so desperate, aggresive, relentless. The Master of Shadows acknowledges that after sex you must be tired - he also is, although he would not admit that - that’s why he cleans himself right out, only to return and firlmy massage your back. It is kind of a characteristic trair of him - giving you a relaxing massages after sex, still covetously looking at your ass, probably thinking about the next time he will get the chance to fuck it without mercy. If you could read his mind, you would certainly think of Zed as overzelaous when it comes to fucking you, despite his age. And sometimes it actually comes out of him: while giving you the usual massage, your Master can’t stop himself; ignoring his own exhaustion, he enter you from the back once again, only to hear your surprised mewl. He lives for that sound. And he will fuck you as long as you squirm, moan and pant. Aftercare with Master Zed is almost as challenging as accompaning him on the battlefield.

[naisilla]

Summary: You get curious as to if Aatrox has a cock

Pairing: Aatrox x Feminine Reader

Warning: NSFW, Unedited, Slight non-con.

No context to the relationship so for simplicity sake I'll make it the Summoner AU.

Aatrox’s size would cast a shadow wherever he was, he was a mountain, a stature of muscle that roiled under red leathery skin. He was a sight to behold as a god-like warrior, and you often found your eyes wandering over his form. He was once a human, even after ascending and then being corrupted into the darkin he is now, he still kept an anthropoid form. So does that mean he still had a…

You’re eyes once again fall back onto the pelvic region of the darkin noting how his v line leading to his groin was sharp like an ironed edge. Aatrox wore no clothes, such an unkillable gladiator did not require cloth to protect his vessel. He stood completely bare yet barely looked nude as his groin was flat. Nothing is exposed and in need of censoring. So what? did his dick just evaporate? Seemingly it must’ve, right?

Lost in thought you found your heart sinking once you realised the Darkin had noticed you staring. His glowing red eyes harshly glared down upon you. “My eyes are up here mortal” his gruff and guttural voice barked making you shake where you stood. You could feel your chest cave in on itself as the giant marched over towards your tiny cowering form. The darkin leaned over you, his lips curled back into a sneer “What is it that you want mortal your ogling agitates me”. You can feel your cheeks shamefully heat up as you direct your gaze to the floor focusing on the armored talons that stand before your feet clicking at the floor impatiently. 

His demonic hand instantly grips your jaw as his claws force you to look directly up at him. “I am not foolish mortal I’ve lived through millennia and I know what such wandering eyes are thinking”. You feel the claws that scrape your jaw slide around to the back of your neck in a swift motion as he grabs a hold of the scruff of your top lifting you to his face, breathing a huff of hot air. “You lustful minx”. 

Aatrox drops you and you hit the ground with a thud the impact knocking the wind from your lungs. You roll over trying to recover from the hit but aren't given the chance as the darkin kneels over you trapping you between his legs. You stare up startled when you notice the sound of flesh being split in a wet tear and to your horror you spot a slit stretch open on his groin as something protrudes from within.

You weren’t sure what to expect, you could only imagine what the darkin could be packing but it wasn't as monstrous as the phallus that swelled above you. 

It was muscular, the base transitioning from dark to bright red at the tip with glowing veins that carried a current of pulsing light through the shaft. 

Tentatively you raised your arm in front of you and gawked when you concluded that its length matched that of your forearm. You glance up at Aatrox, trembling beneath him. His tongue clicked in annoyance at your inaction. “Well?” he prompted, angling his hips so that his cock prodded your face. 

You swallow down the lump in your throat and reach out to grasp the girth unsurpsrised that your fingers couldnt fully wrap around it leaving a couple of inches gap between your digits. Feeling compelled you try to stretch your lips over its head, feeling the sides of your mouth split with the strain. You can’t get it all the way in because of how large and swollen it is. You choke and gag on it anyway, tears pricking the sides of your eyes. Your soft hands grasp the shaft while you work the head with your tongue, your drool slicking down the length coaxing your fingers as they ran up and down the taut thickness.

Aatrox leers down as your tiny and frail body trys so hard to fit it in your throat despite it truly never fitting. He’s abnormally quiet when his large hands grip your head, forcefully sliding you along his cock creating hefty, sloppy sounds. You stare up at the Darkin with trembling nerves as he uses his cock to flatten your tongue along the floor of your mouth so he can fully stretch you out.

Thats when he begins to pick up the pace and ferocity now jamming his length down your throat and you gag, your hands fly to his hips as you desperately try to push yourself off of him and his advances. But its no use, you stood no chance against Aatrox and he was going to use your throat regardless of your need to breathe.

Your helpless body convulsed and retched at being violated so roughly as your gullet retched at what was only a tiny portion of his giant cock. Aatrox growled the rumbling of his voice frightening you at the beast you have awoken. He finally speaks again “tsk you’re taking too long. I am going to ruin your puny body mortal” Aatrox then grabs you, tearing away you clothes effortlessly and handles you with one of his massive hands away from his cock with a wet pop. A long slick thread of spit stretches away from it as he then maneuvers you and hovers you over his cock.

You gulp in trepidation a part of you wanted this but you still feared of how unprepared you were for this. You stare up at him bewildered “w-wait you're not going to prepare me first!?” Your voice quivered. As he prods his cocks head flush against your wet hole gripping the base of his dick as he tests your resistance to it. You whimper as he crushes the head hard against your entrance the force barely restraining from sliding it in. Aatrox pants ruggedly and a sick grin carves itself on his face. “You could never be prepared enough for this.” 

The Darkin then crams it in you, he rushes getting it inside of you as he could feel it growing even more when he marveled over how small your body looks like this against him. It's enough to break you and you let out a silent scream as you feel your hole crushing the darkin cock inside you. 

Aatrox grabs you by your hips and forces you to sink further and further onto his cock as he spears you with it making it fit nice and snug inside of you all the while it threatens to split you open.

You grab onto aatroxs arm to brace yourself as he continues to abuse your hole grunting and growling like a feral beast. His stamina is unending as you feel yourself lose track of time while aatrox uses you like a toy. The ferocity and guttural sounds he'd make were picking up louder and faster and you could feel him building up.

After a few more irregular sharp thrusts you could feel his cum flood in thick ropes. One load, two loads, three loads, four loads, the fifth load began to drip out while the darkin continued pumping more. You could only hang there speared onto his cock as cum dripped down you legs like melting cream. 

Your core now felt sore with blunt aching, Aatrox would grab you from under your arms and lift you off of him having to tug a little as his cock dragged on your overstimulated walls. He drops you to the ground again more softly compared to last time and towers over you once again pumping out the last of him cum to dribble onto your face as you stare up blankly and broken....

First smut ever, cant be bothered to edit atm. Not sure how to feel about this debut post but this is my account dedicated to much more dark and mature themes sooo...

[collidescopeeyes]

HCs of Aatrox as a weapon and a reader who is his user please 😭🙏

Aatrox with wielder!Reader

- Look there's gotta be a whole character arc here before he's in a state to exist around other people. He's a man trapped inside a sword trying to escape the very nature of his existence by destroying the world and by extension himself, thereby trapping himself in a nightmarish cycle of violence and pain with no respite. Like, all he's done for the last few centuries was possess some poor fool, go on an apocalyptic warpath, get killed, and be stuck back in the suffocating sensory deprivation tank of his sword form until someone new picks him up, rinse repeat.

- You find him in sword form, but much like Kayn and Rhaast he doesn't manage to overcome you–except instead of using him to murder people, you just kinda lug him around and show him all the nice things about living (cuz honestly, leaving him there would be kind of fucked up).

- Being put in forcible time out, he very reluctantly is forced to admit that maybe existence isn't all pain and okay, yeah, maybe there is inherent value in life. The hot springs are nice, he guesses. Human, bring him to the hot springs again.

- He's gonna be a huge bitch for a while let's be real, like full tilt raging complete with threats of grievous bodily harm (and he can be a real bitch when he wants to be, have you heard some of his voice lines??). At the same time, he's terrified you'll leave him so he still tries to go the ‘temptation of power, just give in’ route, and generally emphasizes how powerful he is and how useful he can be.

- Eventually you go from being you, human, to his human. He hasn't had a social interaction that did not end with someone dying in literal centuries, much less a friend. Like he still bitches but instead of threatening you, he starts threatening anything that threatens you, which he defends with the idea that he's the only one worthy of killing you. You learn not to take it personally, your giant sword with a disembodied heart set into the hilt is a tsundere, this is your life now.

- ‘ive only had this human for two months and if anything happens to them I'm killing everyone in this plane of existence and then myself’, but to be fair that last part was his plan to begin with. Anything even begins to threaten you and it's fire and brimstone from him–unfortunately, he can't exactly do much as a sword other than beg you to use him to slaughter anyone who so much as says a harsh word to you.

- The longer you wield him, the more he becomes attuned to you–which is new to him, because Darkin usually don't have a wielder without them becoming a full host for this long, and even then the wielder is usually trying to suppress them. With you, Aatrox gradually gets his senses back–unlike Naafiri and Rhaast, his sword form doesn't come with eyes, so he basically has to magically parasitize your vision and see through your eyes. Gradually this extends to other senses too–hell of a shock to him when he starts to feel your pain. Eventually, he gets his own sense of touch back, which is kinda weird since his body is a sword now, but it's still leagues better than eternal numbness. Even if he's not really sure how to process that he can feel you literally holding his disembodied heart in your hands.

- His grand plan was to accumulate the blood from every rare instance you were forced to use him to defend yourself in order to build himself a new body and then kill you with it. The plan is amended to killing you in your sleep, cuz he likes you, even if he doesn't want to admit it. It takes literally until he's standing over you that he realizes ‘I don't….actually want to do this,’ and he has zero follow up plan or capacity for self reflection so he just stands there like a weirdo. And then you wake up.

- “Are you gonna kill me?” “....no.” “Okay, cool, I'm going back to sleep.”

- You start travelling together like normal people then, except y'know, being in human form is pretty taxing so a decent chunk of the time he just...stays a sword. This is a huge gesture of trust from him, knowing that if you happen to put him down he'll be put back into a prison of his own body, but also you've kinda earned his trust in this matter since you could've left him to suffer at any point before now and didn't. He still acts like it's some sort of honor for you to be wielding him, but you've also earned his respect by this point so the ‘puny human’ talk has pretty much evaporated.

- His protectiveness gets worse once he has a body to act independently with, but not as much as you'd think–he respects your wishes and genuinely doesn't want to upset you, so he won't hurt anyone you don't want him to (...too bad)–though he will intimidate the everliving fuck out of anyone he thinks is a threat to you. He does actually still have a pretty robust sense of right and wrong–it’s just that he didn't give a fuck about it in the face of escaping the torture of his existence. Now you're that escape, and he'll defend you with the same visciousness that he killed literal gods with.

- He does not have any frame of reference for romance. He only sort of remembers being Ascended, and barely if at all being human before that–and in all that time he was a soldier through and through, devoted to his duty above all. He doesn't even know that he's caught feelings. Like he wants to be close to you all the time (and other urges he shall not be examining), but that's normal right?? You've been carrying him around for months now, surely it's because of that. He also hasn't had anyone touch him without also trying to kill him in centuries, forget that he can actually feel it now–surely that's why the slightest touch from you makes his heart skip a beat (you can literally see it, it's right there in the sword). It's normal. He's being super normal. Denial is just a river in Shurima.

- Point being, the man is oblivious, and even if he wasn't, he has no fucking idea what he's doing and he has a boatload of unresolved self-esteem issues. You're gonna have to make the first move and you're gonna have to be very forward and upfront with him. He's gonna freeze, Aatrox.exe is working overtime; internally he goes from ‘tf do you mean I have feelings’ to ‘tf do you mean I have feelings for a human’ to ‘well obviously this is my human, she's special, why wouldn't I have feelings for her’ to ‘me?? Why the fuck does she want me??’ to finally deciding that he would have to be clinically insane to turn you down (putting aside that he thinks there's a very real chance that he is in fact insane, but he's working on that).

- Not that he knows how to be in a relationship. Mutual respect and communication can go a long way to figuring stuff like this out, but it's pretty obvious he's out of his depth–he’s struggling to adjust to existing in general, and he's got centuries of trauma and a barely repressed anger management issue. It helps that he knows you're on his side (and that he's probably already made every threat under the sun when you first met), but the man doesn't exactly have a lot of practice dealing with his frustration in a healthy way. Patience is essential here–he’s trying, and he will get better with time and understanding.

- He's actually super self conscious about his body–in his eyes, it's a twisted, filthy reminder of what he used to be. Without a compatible host, Darkin bodies start to break down without fresh blood to sustain them, and he can't help but compare it to how he used to be before the Void war. His form is stable with you, but he still has a whole lot of negative associations. You've got your work cut out for you if you want to convince him he's not some sort of malformed disgusting beast–he’s very much of the opinion that you're some kind of saint for wanting him despite what he looks like.

- Despite all that, physical closeness is a big thing in his culture, plus he's touch starved and will take any opportunity to have you close. If you're not doing anything he'll literally just pick you up and deposit you on his lap so he can be close to you. If he's in sword form, he'll sulk if you put him down for even a moment. It's funny though, because as much as he passively demands attention like some sort of large spiky cat, he also gets really flustered if you're affectionate with him. He's also a huge tsundere though, so him being flustered mostly involves stammered yelling (he’s actually kind of awkward, when he's not being intimidating–re his joke lines).

- Darkin run hot as a consequence of the hemomancy their bodies are made up of–in particular, the area over his heart is very warm. He doesn't visibly blush per se, but the glow of his heart gets more radiant when he's flustered, and he gets noticably warmer. The dark plated parts of him are hard and bone-like with the slightest bit of give, whereas the red parts feel like normal skin if slightly thicker. He has a habit of only touching you with his unplated left hand–the other one has a lot of jagged edges and he worries he'll accidentally cut you (plus, the plated parts feel less). Since his form is fairly stable with you he can manifest his wings fairly consistently, but he's stuck at a (relatively) meager 9ft tall without absorbing any new bodies. His wings are more batlike than anything, and the webbing is extremely sensitive.

- In Ancient Shuriman custom, marriage is a social arrangement wherein a couple is considered married as soon as they start living together, no ceremony or paperwork required (fun fact: actual ancient egyptian custom!). Most couples have this accompanied with a legalized property agreement, but Aatrox was raised into a warrior caste that doesn't have a concept of private property, and he doesn't currently have much of a use for possessions anyway. This is all to say Aatrox considers you to be married and you have no idea until he offhandedly refers to you as his wife.

- All that being said, he still has an extreme sense of duty to his follow Darkin, being about as close to a leader as they have left after the war and their sealing. He feels an obligation to find a way to alleviate their suffering, either by finding them hosts, undoing their binding into weapons, or finding a way to kill them and have them actually stay dead. It's a grim task and it's pretty important to him to have your support in it, however you want to approach it.

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Phase 1: General Headcanons.

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>Although Aatrox tries to avoid it, his emotional instability causes him to yell at you almost routinely.

>You're going to have to get used to seeing massacres, although if you know how to manipulate him, he will be more "manageable".

>I assume that if the Darking sleeps, then it would be uncomfortable for you to move by literally sleeping in his hand.

>Aatrox is not capable of saying a miserable "I love you", so don't think that coexistence will be easy.

>He doesn't have a particularly positive relationship with his siblings, but he wouldn't mind if you tried to talk to them either (even if you don't talk to them much).

>Aatrox is careless, it is much easier to escape from him than from other Yanderes.

>Although, when escaping, the stage in which you escape will end up literally destroyed.

>He doesn't usually get along well with physical affection, and it's much worse if you're as small as his/her hand.

>He doesn't like it when you joke about escaping or worse, escaping with Phanteon, I recommend avoiding jokes like that.

>He tends to stay calmer so as not to scare you so much, and it's very difficult for him.

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Phase 2: Placed on the tier list.

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Aatrox belongs to the group of "not understanding", this is because, in his current state, he does not understand what it is to love, he remembers it in the past, but it is complex for him to understand it 100%.

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Phase 3: Story proposals.

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(Name) was Aatrox's companion, and after the events in his lore, (Name) tries to help Aatrox become the way he was before, which develops his Yanderism.

(Name) was one of Atreus' best friends, and when he died at the hands of Aatrox, the latter took (Name) as a "trophy" of his victory.

(Name) is a victim of one of Aatrox's massacres, and draws Aatrox's attention because he was a survivor of several, almost as if he felt persecuted by (Name).

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Phase 4: Odds

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Kidnapping odds: 100%

Chances of death: 50%

Chances of sexual abuse: 40%

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Phase 5: Story prototype + extra data.

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➳♥Probability that your relatives will be killed.

Well: 100% basically.

He himself doesn't like humans, and when there's only one living thing that makes his existence less horrendous, what makes you think he'll let others take it from him?

➳♥Approach.

Considering his track record, we can say that you most likely met him when he massacred one of the many groups he kills almost daily.

➳♥Fall in love

After seeing you several times in several of his massacres, he notices many things about you, which unusually attract his attention; Why would he care about a human? On top of that, one that barely survived his attacks!

➳♥Start of the cycle

And obviously he came back a third time. This time he was interested in having you, you never left his head, seeing you fight, seeing you fight even if you are the weakest person any human has ever met, he loved it. This time, even when you tried to escape, it didn't take me long to catch you, to hold you in his hands like a bug that he could squash for the mere pleasure of it.

➳♥Murder?

Do I need to mention it? No? Well, I'll say it the same: he kills the first thing he sees that turns out to be alive, it doesn't matter if he is human, animal or even a being from the void, if he approaches any of the two, he is already dead.

➳♥ Relationship or kidnapping

Unless you have such an absurdly high level of bravery that nothing intimidates you, even a being over 10 meters, the only result I see is that he kidnaps you, and you adapt to your now new purpose; be of him

➳♥Coexistence

Eh, quite complicated, if you will. Would you give it a 3 out of 10 for how enjoyable it is? Yeah.

Not at first, but eventually he will want more and more of your attention, your love, to see you smile, and he is not kind to ask for it, in fact if you are afraid or brave, he demands love or threatens to try to kill you.

➳♥ Family or marriage.

????

Well, he's a Darkin (I don't know if it says like that), I doubt he understands what family is apart from getting along more or less with Varus or Rhaast, and in fact, the chances of marriage or commitment are not nil, they are non-existent, directly does not know the meaning of sentimental partner or relationship.

↘In case it is possible, children?

Unless one can adapt to the other's size through magic or something, it's literally impossible. And no, I don't care what rule34 says about it.

➳♥ Bad ending.

Either he kills you for your disobedience, or he kills all the people important to you who are alive (unless they died from his previous massacres, which is quite likely), and I do see a relationship in which your only role is adapt to being a mere decoration object to a certain extent.

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Extra things:

-I could get to give you an animal so that you can be happy or calmer (I'm not telling you a huge and strong one, but one like a rabbit or a chinchilla).

-If he has to introduce you to someone, I think he will refer to you as "My human", since it is the most agreed if we talk in this context.

-If before he hated Pantheon, now he hates him; since he could try to save you from Aatrox, even if it means that he dies, which would generate anger, and not exactly a little.

-If you insist a little bit, maybe he will slowly stop killing so many people; As I understand it from the lore, I think there's a small chance that your life might comfort him a bit from his meager existence, which is even relieving for him.

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[vewyscawywriting]

The Darkin Blade

Fandom: League of Legends

Pairing: Aatrox x F!Summoner

Wordcount: 1713

Tags: Doggy style, thigh fucking, object insertion, sheath, ridged dick, rough sex, overstimulation, size kink

Summary: Aatrox corners you in the hallway, talking about some rumours he's heard about you. When you seem open to his invitations, he takes you to your room. But did you bite off more than you can chew this time?

You were held up against the wall outside your room by none other than Aatrox.

"You took Rhaast and thought you did a good job, huh mortal?"

Fear was etched across your face, not because Aatrox had actively done something to scare you, but fear about the implications of his words.

Sure, the Rift changed most champions sizes to match each other a bit more for fairness in battle, Aatrox was still a... particularly large man. Well... You took Mordekaiser, Aatrox was only a little bit bigger you supposed. He didn't seem to know of this particular escapade of you, probably because you were taken to the spirit realm by the Iron Revenant. However, that was a little while ago already, and now you were cornered by the World Ender himself. 

"Wonder how you measure up?" you squeaked at him, as if he didn't have the capability to split you in half. In a good way, you hoped.

"Please," he growled with a crude laugh, "What could he possibly have on me? but I have to admit, I'm impressed. Your skills on the Rift are not the only thing that gets spoken about in hushed whispers, little one."

Oh, well, that was, hm. You weren't sure how to feel about that.

"I hope good things only?" You were intimidated by his scowl, his height over you, but you couldn't help your eyes wandering to his crotch area, that seemed pretty naked and... dick-less? 

"Amusing things." was his short answer, but you knew the only thing he tolerated, or even invited, were things that amused him. Even the World Ender was not immune to all of his whims, and Aatrox would even leave some enemies live (for a while) if they amused him enough. 

"That's... good?" you said, looking back up to his face, where a large grin grew. Sharp teeth greeted you and you tried to smile back. It came out a little watery and pathetic, but you smiled at the Darkin none the less, something not many could accomplish. You took it as a little victory.

"Very good, tiny mortal." he said, "You've peaked my interest. Chin up now, that's as much of a compliment you'll get. Or would you rather me leave you be? I can't fathom why, but mortals make stupid decisions."

"Oh, oh, no. I guess, uh, it depends on what you want?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

You once again looked down at his crotch. No, no it wasn't obvious at all. Uh, maybe you had misread him. Maybe him holding you up against the wall like this was some kind of way to start conversation?

"No?"

This time he followed your gaze, and threw his head back in laughter as he noticed what you'd been looking at. 

"How bold! Well, at least you understand what I want. Don't worry about that too much, little one. You'll see soon enough."

He grabbed you, hoisted you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, and carried you to your room. You wondered if all Darkin were the same, and were proven when he, too, slapped your ass for good measure. Aatrox however, was much rougher, his hand kneading your ass before you were even in the safety of your own room. Once again you were unceremoniously dropped on your bed, this time bouncing a little more. 

"Undress," he said, and stood waiting (im)patiently at the end of your bed, hovering over you. You scrambled off the bed and did as he said, laying back down where he'd dropped you earlier. Thighs together still, though you were sure he was gonna change that fast. 

He made a pleased sound, before turning you around, pushing your body harshly into the mattress.

You were on your hands and knees, pussy bare to his hungry eyes. He didn't waste any words on you- spreading your thighs apart instantly. His face quickly found your crotch, making you mewl out lewdly. 

"Shit," came from you as he inhaled noisily, but other than a small nip to your inner thighs nothing happened, and you frowned while looking back at him.

"You are very small," he murmured, "You're gonna need a lot of preparing."

You were unsure if even with preparation you were going to be able to take him... if he really had a dick, because you still hadn't seen it. Which didn't mean you weren't going to try! 

"Just touch me then," you said, impatiently, as you wiggled your lower body at him, looking past your own body to his' between your spread legs. 

Oh...

Oh you saw something now. 

His crotch area had started leaking, and a slit had revealed itself; making your eyes widen. Ohhh, Darkin had sheaths? You hadn't been able to look at Rhaast properly, but you were sure looking now as slowly the head of his dick appeared from the slit, bringing with it more slick. It had slowly started leaking down his legs, and you groaned at the sight of his manhood appearing. The moment he noticed you were looking though, he grabbed your head and pushed it down into the mattress, other hand on your ass, kneading the presented flesh roughly. You were about to comment on it, but his large fingers found your lower lips wet and ready for him.

"Don't worry, you'll be touched as much as you want and more."

Something cold and hard was against your entrance now, and you gasped out when he slowly started inserting it, stretch both pleasurable and painful. 

"What are you-" you groaned as you looked back, and jolted when you saw Aatrox holding his blade, slowly opening you with the hilt. "Shit, what the fuck~"

He groaned as if he could feel it, and you realized he probably could considering the blade was him. 

The hilt was warm, like him, and actually throbbed as he slowly fucked you with it. Despite the warmth and the natural feel to it it was still stiff steel, and you squirmed against it; unsure if you liked it or hated it. 

"Aatrox, I want you," you said, inching more towards dislike the rougher he got with it, and he chuckled. 

"You're not ready by far, impatient thing, but you wished for it." and with that he removed the hilt, groan escaping you both as he did, and he lined himself up with you. The head of his dick was almost uncomfortably hot, and you looked over your shoulder to get a good look at it. You thought the hilt of his blade had been a stretch, but his dick... It was huge, and you stiffened as you realized that he was right. You were not ready for that. 

Slowly he inched in, grabbing your hair as he pulled you back against him, and you whined at the sting. The first inches were fine, but then he stretched you so far you yelped out for him to stop. He was bigger than Morde, and he had probably been your limit. 

"See?" he hissed, "Much too greedy." he thrust in and out shallowly a couple of times, but withdrew at the unsatisfied feeling. 

"Put your legs together," he growled, and you did, folding your knees to lock your legs in place. He slapped your ass again, as he put his long clawed fingers inside of you, collecting your slick and wiping it on your legs. He helped with his own, pre leaking from his dick and slick from his sheath, as he slathered you in the makeshift lube. "Now hold them tight," he added, as if you weren't squeezing them as hard as you could already. And with a rub of your ass he slowly slipped between your legs, rubbing against your clit and stomach as he rutted in. A curse in a language you didn't understand fell from his lips as he started thrusting. First slow, then faster and faster until you were pushed into the mattress so hard you couldn't hold yourself up anymore. The only reason you managed to keep your head high enough to breath and moan out your pleasure was because he was holding your hair tightly in his fist, pulling you back to him with every thrust. It was painful and rough, but somehow extremely satisfying as he used your body for his pleasure. 

The growled words coming from him were absolutely filthy and you felt your body burn as he pulled you up further, making you sit on his legs as he thrust up with a speed you could barely keep up with. You realized with pleasure that his dick had ridges, that were rubbing against your outer lips and clit so deliciously with every rough thrust, and you keened out your appreciation. 

"Shit, yes Aatrox," you moaned as you were brought over the edge by him, shivering in his grasp as you came harshly, legs locking up tightly against his burning dick. 

He groaned with you, unceasing in his rhythm, throbbing harshly between your legs as he chased his own release. His large clawed hands came to your front, kneading your breasts as he continued his onslaught on your clit, overstimulation instantly bringing you to a second orgasm while you begged in broken sentences for him to slow. 

His hips stuttered as drool from your open mouth hit his dick, cooling it as he shivered at the sensation of your fluids mingling with his.  

"You're doing so well, little cock sleeve," he hissed, stuttering his final thrusts before he came with a loud roar, head thrown back. You were sure the entire building had heard him, but at this point you couldn't care less; covered in his cum practically from head to toe. You shivered in his grasp as he slowly let you go, letting you fall down face first into the mattress. He barely let you catch your breath, fingers finding your entrance and pushing inside, roughly fingering you until you hit your third orgasm, body absolutely spent. 

"Think you can take me now?" he asked with a cruel grin on his face, already hardening at the sight of you absolutely ruined under him, dripping with his cum. "Or did you have enough already..?"

You groaned as you barely managed to look back at him, tears of pleasure and overstimulation in your eyes. If he was seriously going to continue you were in for a long, long ride...

[lightning-bringer]

Masterlist

Current small but well done compilation of my writing sorted by character

Aatrox

Aatrox being surprise kissed by his SO (SFW)

Aatrox romantic headcanons (SFW)

Aatrox with a touch sensitive SO (SFW)

Ahri

Ahri with an adopted child (with a difficult past) (SFW)

Jhin

Jhin as a father (SFW)

Kayn

Odyssey!Kayn being a single father headcanons (SFW)

Secretly dating Kayn headcanons (SFW)

Lillia

Lillia with an adopted child (with a difficult past) (SFW)

Miss Fortune

Miss Fortune’s romantic headcanons (SFW + NSFW)

Neeko

Dating Neeko headcanons (SFW)

Renata Glasc

Renata Glasc x Fox!SO (NSFW)

Sejuani

Sylas x Sejuani headcanons (SFW)

Sett

Sett x reader; finding creative ways to kiss him (SFW + NSFW)

Shen

Shen x reader x Zed headcanons (SFW + NSFW)

Soraka

Soraka with an adopted child (with a difficult past) (SFW)

Sylas

Sylas x Sejuani headcanons (SFW)

Thesh

Thresh being surprise kissed by his SO (SFW)

Thresh NSFW headcanons

Twisted Fate

Twisted Fate’s NSFW alphabet

Varus

Varus with reader who likes to make suggestive remarks about his appearance (SFW)

Viego

Viego x Ice Queen!Reader imagine (SFW)

Viktor

Machine Herold Viktor’s NSFW alphabet

Yuumi

Adopting Yuumi and Book headcanons (SFW)

Zed

Shen x reader x Zed headcanons (SFW + NSFW)

[aftmostreaper]

Oblivion (Aatrox X Reader)

(Tried to make this gn)

Gore and destruction scatter around them. Their demonic bodies bathed in the blood of their enemies, standing together atop a mountain of corpses, both human and Darkin pieces lifeless beneath their feet. They revel at the casualties before them before wandering to each other. The memories. From their ascension, to their fall, to their rise, to the wars they fought side by side. And finally, it all has come to an end . . They smile, then chuckle, then laugh, elation filling their veins as he raises his sword and the other raises their shield. The two laugh one last time before striking each other, his sword piercing the other’s chest and the shield slicing off his head. Their bodies returning to the weapons they were once trapped in, now broken. The sword and his shield, in oblivion, now in peace in each other’s broken pieces.

[jojikawa]

I would love love LOVE to read some more of your Aatrox x reader story! if you'd be so kind ofc <3

Sure! I enjoy writing the romance so much!

𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙒𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣

wc: 2.8k

tw: brief descriptions of violence, Tsundere Aatrox

Whenever Aatrox would retreat into his sword, by starving himself or by defeat, he had begun to dream.

It wasn’t too often when these dreams would occur but a small part of him would look forward to them. Anything was better than the claustrophobic prison of nothingness. In his slumber, he would dream. As a woman, he lived in a cottage, alone in the woods. There were no signs of fear, happiness, or anger. It was only him and a baby.

The dreams would always end with blood and screaming. The baby he held was replaced with a pile of flesh that coated his hands with blood. He would scream at the sight and he didn’t know why. Aatrox wasn’t scared of anything. These were nightmares to anyone else but he feared nothing.

A poor human traveler came by and saw the sword of the Ascendant, Aatrox. He was intrigued by its glow. What was it doing all by itself in the middle of the forest, the traveler thought. How much would it sell for? The combination of curiosity and greed was a plague against humanity. It would be its downfall. Aatrox would use this new human as his vessel to move around once again.

Aatrox looked around. He was in the world again. It was gloomy and moist from the rain. Everything looked so sad. There was no sign of you either. Why did that make him feel bad?

“WOMAN!?” He roared to the top of his lungs, expecting you to just “appear” and have his name roll off of your tongue like sweet honey. He didn’t know your name. Your true name. He wouldn’t call you Death or even Lady Death. HE WAS DEATH.

Aatrox, Aatrox, Aatrox.

Death called his name like a mother would her son who just wouldn’t listen to her. And just like a child, he looked for you. He felt drawn to you. He knew you had to be somewhere. Did you get bored of him already? He hoped not.

The Darkin wandered for days not being able to find you. Maybe he could summon you again? Yes. That would be such a great idea. Why didn’t he think of that first?

Aatrox ravaged villages and settlements. He left no survivors. Life was no good anyway. The only thing these mortals would miss out on was your beautiful face. Right before they succumb to their wounds.

It was no use. Despite all the carnage. You didn’t appear. You didn’t tease him. You didn’t trace his horns with your fingers. You didn’t climb onto his shoulder to whisper things in his ear that seemed to calm him.

That’s fine. He just needs more victims. What’s one more settlement? One more? Another? And another?

But—

No.

The only thing he was surrounded with were the dead bodies of men, women, and children. Where were you? Where did you go? Did you even…exist? Did he finally go mad?

Yeah. He had just gone mad. Meeting death? Spending time with her? Dreaming from the perspective of a woman? Everything was finally taking a toll on him.

Night fell and he wandered Runeterra some more. He needed to find more people to kill…or finally a warrior that could put him out of his misery.

He had come across a winter hamlet. It was lit here and there with torches and lights. The watchmen didn’t seem to see Aatrox yet. With his vision, he could see a far distance away. What caught his attention were people in an old wooden house. Two of them. A woman and an old man.

That woman…who was that woman?

She looked like you. There were no demonic features and dark attire, but he knew it was you. You looked so full of life.

He didn’t like it.

Anger filled him more than any feeding ever could. A foreign drive possessed him and all of his thoughts were murderous and violent.

Screaming of terror filled the night sky as mortals laid eyes upon their new god.

“You are not long for this world.” You grabbed the hand of the dying old man before you. He wore a smile as he drifted in and out of his painless death. “I know.” He replied. “But will I finally get to see my wife again? Did you stay with her until the end just like you did me?”

Your lips parted. You’ve done this for eons but it’s still hard to break the news. “Yes.” You curled your lips into a small smile. “She’s missed you and can not wait to-“

“DARKIN! IT'S A DARKIN!!”

The cries of mortals filled your ears. Your heart sank. You couldn’t hide the sadness that covered your face. “I’m so sorry.” You whispered to the old man. You took his life without another thought. You collected his soul and returned to your Darkin suitor.

In only minutes, this settlement was no more. Aatrox was huge. Much, much taller than what you’ve seen before. He’s killed so many.

“How could you?” You uttered, looking at all the destruction that was once bustling and crowded. You struggled to not step on any bodies that had been left by him. For once, you frowned at Aatrox. Your patient smile was no more.

When he saw you, he wanted to yell at you. How could he? No. How could you? You abandoned him. You didn’t come when he called you. He searched for days. He spent days by himself and he couldn’t understand why.

“Why are you here?” He growled, finishing the very last warrior that stood in his way. Black butterflies emerged from the trees and bushes. They landed on the people and claimed them. “I like to visit humans before they die.” You answered. “But you just had to intervene.”

You noticed that Aatrox seemed to dislike your butterflies. He cut at them and could crush them in his hands if he were quick enough.

“Leave them.” You commanded firmly. He did not listen.

You turned away. You couldn’t stand to look at him. Your chest was hurting from sadness. You hated that this was the natural order.

You shook it off. You always shook it off.

You looked down at your feet. “Everyone dies alone.” There was a child. A girl. She held a toy and had a petrified look. Your words finally grabbed his attention. “I’ve always been alone.” Your sentences seemed disconnected but Aatrox was still very much interested in what you had to say.

Before you could continue, you were lifted off of the ground by a large hand. It was Aatrox. He dropped you onto his shoulder, to which you clumsily hung onto. You smiled at his actions. He still wasn’t accepting you, but you didn’t believe he traveled to the Freljord for nothing.

Aatrox has many, many questions for you but his arrogance prevented him from asking them. He preferred to listen to you speak. Eventually, you would come out and maybe tell him yourself.

“You’re so big now. Why did you kill them?” You asked quietly. This made the Darkin scrunch his nose up in disgust. He refused to voice the reason why. He didn’t want it to sound like he missed you or that he was worried. “And why did you destroy this camp of refugees?”

You got a good look at him. His face was unchanging from the scowl that showed his sharp teeth. His face always seemed to be like this.

“Why did you come after me?”

You felt the sway of Aatrox’s walking come to a halt.

“Shut up, woman. You may be a god but you are a fool.” He grumbled, refusing to make any eye contact. When he hissed and said “hurtful” things, it made you wonder what his reactions would be if he were a man and not a monster. “And why are you so mean?” You added, leaning your head against his now much, much bigger one.

Aatrox didn’t answer you. He only resumed walking to a place. Wherever a place was. Your smile softened and faded a little. “Aatrox, do you dream?”

It was almost funny that you asked such a thing. He instantly thought about the nightmares he would get. (If you could even call those nightmares.)

A woman and a baby.

“I don’t sleep.” He replied, almost seemingly pretending to not pay any mind. You laughed. “I know you don’t right now but you do go dormant.”

Aatrox stayed silent.

You brought your hand up to his horn and stroked it softly. Smiling at him, patiently, you repeat yourself again. “Do you dream?”

“…Yes. I dream.” He confessed. He didn’t harbor any resentment for you in his voice, but it still rumbled and shook you to your core. “And what do you dream about?”

Aatrox explained to you that he doesn’t normally dream. He didn’t believe it was possible in his current state, but he did it. The Darkin nonchalantly recited what he remembered from his slumber.

The woods. The cottage. The baby.

Blood. Screaming. Fear.

As Aatrox went on, keywords began to stand out to you. Your once cheerful face contorted. Your eyebrows knitted together and your perma-smile erased itself from existence. Now replaced with a cold line.

You didn’t realize that you began talking over him when you finally spoke. “Why would you dream of this? How could you see such things?”

Aatrox noticed that your tone of voice changed. You didn’t sound like the version of yourself you always presented to him. You sounded…sad.

“What is it?” The Darkin barked at you impatiently. Your mouth remained shut. You refused to elaborate. It was too much pain to say and obvious if he just thought a little harder about it. You removed your hand from his horn, earning a grunt from him.

“There was a time long ago when I attempted to have a family.” You explained, your tone low and you talked slowly. You didn’t want to have to repeat yourself for him. “But Death can not create life. My domestic life didn’t last.”

Ah. Things finally made sense to him.

Aatrox was intelligent enough. He could understand the implications regardless of his situation. The only thing he couldn’t understand was why. Why could he see this? He knew he should have held his tongue but he couldn’t stop himself from finally asking something.

“Why was your child slaughtered?” His tone of voice sounded insensitive. If he were a man he would easily be slapped across his face by such disrespect. You were the only person in the world who could never be offended by Aatrox.

“I’d have to start from the beginning.” You choked out. “I didn’t have a mother or father. I was just…born like this. I was idle for thousands of years after I was created. I couldn’t move, see or think.” Your experiences almost sounded similar to Aatrox’s imprisonment. “Then this world was created. I could suddenly feel everything. The noise of creation was louder than anything I’ve ever heard.” You sighed, before looking up at the sky. It was a full grey as clouds formed, it would begin to storm soon. “And I fell in love with it.”

“You fell in love with such a worthless floating rock?”

His words didn’t wound you but they did displace your mood. You narrowed your eyes at him, pitying him for having such a mortal view of the world. Perhaps, this was his way of taking his anger out at you for disappearing. Either way, it was not justified.

“I did. Mortals find it hard to comprehend but I will be patient with you. I had a husband, who I loved very much.” You closed your eyes and tried to imagine that time so long ago. Aatrox’s eyes narrowed at the thought of you being married to someone else. He didn’t like the sound of that.

“I…I can’t remember what he looked like.” You smiled sadly. “It was many lifetimes ago. I told myself that I wouldn’t love anyone else.”

You hadn’t heard any feedback from Aatrox. He was truly a good listener but this time you felt like he wasn’t listening to you.

“What? Are you jealous?” You teased him, leaning over to try to get a look at his face. “Why are you speaking?” He growled at you in a low tone. You rolled your eyes. “Do you even know what I said?” You reached down and tried your best to show affection. He would always melt at affection. But he was too big. You sat on his shoulder like a nest as he carried you.

From that moment forward, you spent a great deal with Aatrox again. You hadn’t mentioned anything else about your attempt to live as a human. The mortal side of him couldn’t help but wonder more. Were you happy at all? What if your child lived? He even tried to imagine what your life was like. If he were still a man, would you have been interested in him? Would you be impressed by his Ascendant form, a time before he was a Darkin?

“Aatrox.”

He tried to imagine your voice as you would greet him after a long time of being away. The desperate thought of you waiting for him to return home like a wife would for her husband. Aatrox couldn’t imagine you without anyone else but him. His imagination filled in the blanks, replacing any instance of another partner with himself. If he could, he would give you another child.

These feelings only strengthened when the effect of his killings wore off. He was small enough for you to be more affectionate, as you would put it. When you teased him, you would cup his cheeks. When he would snap at you and look away, you would remain happy with him. Still smiling and redirecting his gaze back at you. You would tell him stories of the warriors you’ve met. You would make your jokes about how their strength was nothing compared to his. Your beauty was ageless. Your personality was nothing that he had expected from a Goddess of an act as grim as death.

You had been admiring the wings of your Darkin suitor when something changed inside of him.

“I’ve never met a creature born on this planet with wings so beautiful.” They were outstretched and it was like you could see the stars. “It’s almost like-“

You reached out to touch them once again when the bigger creature had grabbed your wrist. It was firm but nothing like the violence you endured when you first crossed paths.

“What is your name?” He questioned. It wasn’t polite but he didn’t growl or bare his sharp teeth at you. You liked when he spoke like this. You could really enjoy his accent. “My name is Death-“

Aatrox yanked you forward by your arm, causing your bodies to meet. He held you close and wouldn’t let you go.

“Your name is not Death. I am Death. You are just a woman. Tell me your name.” He commanded, not at all realizing what he was doing. This wasn’t like him. Not one bit. You placed your hand on your face and shied away. He was so emotionally stunted by his situation. You pitied him sometimes.

“My name is (y/n).”

Aatrox didn’t expect you to actually answer when he asked. He believed you would say something cryptic or flirty.

“What will you do after I die, (y/n)?” He said your name with such venom. If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve thought he hated you. You placed your free hand on his face. It was stiff and hot like fire. He was angry.

“I will mourn you every year.”

Mourn him? He would never see you again!

“So you will take my soul and put it in your pocket like all the other trash you collect?” You felt him squeeze your wrist more with every word. “Aatrox…” You frowned at his bitterness. There was nothing you could say that would please him. “What do you want me to say?”

Aatrox didn’t reply. He gritted his teeth, unable to hide how monstrous he had become. You tried to pull your wrist away but he continued to hold onto it with you leaning against him for support. He hesitantly raised your wrist to his face, making you place your other hand on his cheek.

You were so used to him pushing you away and hating your gentle touch. “Aatrox?”

The Ascendant-turned-Darkin had been around for nearly 6000 years. He experienced the same careless cycle of inflicting death but never being able to be killed. You made things bearable. Even when trapped in a sword, he didn’t completely hate everything.

“Stop speaking.”

Next part will probably be a smut 🥹❤️ Stay tuned for that.

[cinnamostar]

colors of you

pairing : felix x gn!reader

summary : skz, semi pro league of legends team, now has a new competitor to face in the scene in the upcoming regional tournament, but after a few practice matches, felix knew he hated you and thought you were a complete asshole.

wc : 5.8k

cw : not proofread (i am lazy), collegiate esports au, very competitive rivalry on one end, unrequited love, enemies to a secret third thing i won't disclose, cursing, some angst, sadness, fluffy feelings, and y/tn = your team name + y/ign = your ingame name/username.

a/n : this fic was inspired by league of legends worlds 2023, except not as hardcore. i didn't write tooo much on the gameplay so anyone who didn't play league would also be able to enjoy and follow the story well. likes, reblogs, and feedback is appreciated as always

⌲ SKZ - semi-pro league of legends team

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⌲ channie - in game leader, mid laner, azir + zed main

⌲ dwaekki - adc, caitlyn main

⌲ hyune - supp, pretty girl supp main (everyone has to beg him to play anything else)

⌲ miniverse - top laner, sett main

⌲ sunlixie - jungler, diana main 

* currently undefeated in collegiate regional cup, three year streak

⌲ Y/TN - up and coming semi-pro team

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⌲ y/ign - in game leader, jungler, briar + kindred main

⌲ nyangknow - adc, kaisa + jinx main

⌲ jone - mid laner, ahri main

⌲ bibibread - supp, renata + rell main

⌲ some guy - top laner, yone + aatrox main **

* has won smaller level tournaments, gained entry to collegiate regional cup through these wins

**(a/n: some guy is literally some guy lmao sorry i did not feel like adding some random idol to the story)

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･

Felix clenched his jaw as flames of anger flickered within him, the obnoxious, classic, yet familiar, league of legends red defeat screen only fanning the resentment that burned hot through his veins. He ripped his headset off as he swallowed down the third bitter loss his team faced that day, his face glaring down at your username that seemed to mock him in every post-game lobby chat. 

y/ign: GG! Thanks for the skrims :) Same time tomorrow?

He rolled his eyes at your message, trusting Chan to coordinate with your team for the next matches as he closed out the client while reaching for his headset once more, letting out an exasperated groan. 

“Well… that went as well as it did last time, huh?” Chan’s lighthearted laugh rang through Felix’s ear which only irritated him more, unsure how he was able to remain so positive after three soul crushing defeats. “Overall, their team is really solid and versatile. I can see why they’ve been dominating the lower tier teams and why they’re in our division now, but those games definitely helped us understand the skill of each of their players and what champs we need to ban.”

Changbin hummed in agreement gloomily, “Man, I don’t wanna play against them more, that y/ign guy is fucking annoying to play against. I can’t even farm properly without them ganking my lane every few minutes.”

Felix scoffed, “Yeah, imagine being counterpicked by them and having them take your jungle camps every game,” frustration colored each of Felix’s word a bright and gaudy crimson as he spoke through gritted teeth, taking a swig of water hoping it would somehow cool down the unbearable rage he felt bubbling inside him.

“I’m sorry, man, I know those games were especially rough on you,” Chan mumbled apologetically, carefully choosing his words to avoid hitting a nerve, “But we now know what champs to ban for them, we know to ward your camps early game, and to change our approach.”

“Yeah, I guess we can try out a more dive heavy comps and try to get early picks so they can’t shut us out of the game so quickly,” Seungmin suggested with uncertainty as he weighed the options his team now had, “Or more tanky… Maybe we need more CC?”

“Ah, well, it’s hard to say because god knows what other champs they can play. Each game they had an entirely different comp, so I guess we can try to prepare for every scenario we have seen so far, but we will still have to stay wary during the champ select process,” muttered Chan as he reflected today’s matches, trying to formulate a game plan for the team, “All good though, let’s just rest up for today. Skrims at the same time tomorrow, but log on an hour before so we can review our vods and discuss what we wanna try out in our games, alright?”

With that, the team grumbled a disheartened goodbye as Felix exited the call, once more tossing his headset in annoyance while he rubbed his face, clicking his teeth as he replayed each death from today’s games and how it was always you flashing your mastery after each kill. 

Felix had no idea who you were, but your team had randomly emerged into the scene these past few months, quickly making themselves a well-respected and feared team as you dominated the lower tiered scene which now meant SKZ, a team well known within the semi-pro scene had no choice, but to take your team as a serious threat. Chan had reached out to you via discord, asking if your team was interested in a few practice sessions against his, which leads us to today.

There was no mistaking that your team was extremely well-versed and had done their research against SKZ, promptly banning each of their signature mains during the champ select process while picking characters that were either, quite frankly, annoying to deal with or countered their own. Felix should have known it was a bad omen when your team banned Chan’s Azir and Changbin’s Caitlyn, but once he saw you pick Briar against his own Diana, he knew he was in for a rough day.

You were perhaps the most annoying person Felix has ever had the misfortune to go against, somehow knowing just how to piss him off as you counter jungled him throughout the game and took every opportunity to gank his teammates, ultimately ruining their chances to catch up to your team’s gold. You even stole Baron from them, which ended up costing them the second game after your team immediately wiped his. He was filled with vengeful rage each time he saw your character on the screen, cursing internally whenever you made a good play, not even giving him the chance to trash you because you seemed to never make a mistake.

After today, Felix knew he hated you with all his being and made it his personal mission to give you a taste of your own medicine, swearing up and down that he would make sure that any games he played against you were absolute hell. He had a month to prepare for the next LAN tournament, where he would embarrass you on stage and disgrace the newly-founded prestige your team name had earned this past year. y/ign would no longer be the latest jungler breaking into the scene, you’d no longer be the new talent to keep an eye out. He wanted to make sure you were nothing but an utter disappointment to everyone who looked forward to your next performance.

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When the next day came, Felix was brimming with confidence after spending last night researching your team, but with extra attention focused on you and your playstyle. Felix looked through your team's past matches and if he was lucky enough to find an old broadcast of the games, he’d scrub through them to gain a better understanding of your jungle pathing and how it differed by each character you played. Today, he refused to be caught off guard by your skill and would not give you the chance to gain as much map control as you did yesterday. 

When logging onto his PC, Felix noticed a notification on his discord:

✩ y/ign sent you a friend request!

hey! wanted to thank you for the games yesterday and look forward to playing you guys again today :) 

While you probably had the best intentions in mind, Felix immediately felt the scorching, yet thrilling, heat of competitiveness settle into his body as he scowled at your message. “Fucking asshole,” he mumbled under his breath in disbelief, assuming you sent that as a way to get under his skin before today’s skrims. 

sunlixie accepted y/ign’s friend request! 

sunlixie reacted to y/ign’s message with a thumbs up!

Great, not only are you extremely talented at the game, but turns out you’re an incredibly cocky person! Anything Felix had ever learned about you, aside from his research last night, was completely against his will and it was only making him despise you even more. He hated how easily you ticked him off, how easily you filled him with unbridled rage by doing the absolute bare minimum, and he hated how sour the taste of anger was. He hated this feeling, as it always ended up clouding his perception and made him an absolute hellish person to be around, but it was also one of the most driving forces behind his competitive nature. 

Despite his huffing and puffing, Felix decided to close his eyes for a brief moment, as if he was meditating away all the negative emotions you so effortlessly planted within him with a simple message. After taking in a deep breath, Felix joined the discord call with the rest of his team, greeting them with a cheery ‘hello!’

“Felix! You sleep well? Sounds like you’re feeling better from yesterday,” asked Chan, the smile in his tone was impossible to miss.

Felix nodded before responding with a “Yup, got my eight hours and feeling a little more confident after some research.” 

“Good, good, that’s what I like to hear.”

Before Chan could continue with their pre-match meeting, Hyunjin piped up a question, “Did anyone else get a message from y/ign?”

Just hearing your username was enough for Felix’s entire mood to deflate as he sunk into his chair with furrowed eyebrows. He was about to open his mouth to tell everyone how rude you just are, but to his surprise, Changbin beat him to it, “Dude!! They are so nice!” a giggle escaped Changbin as he recalled the message, “They said my Draven was pretty good and that Hyunjin’s Lux had their bot lane nervous!”

Now that was not what Felix was expecting to hear from anyone as his jaw dropped, completely shocked to hear just how sweet your messages were to everyone else and how downright rude yours was to him. What the hell is your problem? Felix hadn’t realized how tight he was gripping his mouse til he felt the plastic material slip from under his fingers, landing on desk due to all the force applied.

“Right! It’s nice to know we had them sweating even though they looked so composed,” Hyunjin eagerly added.

“They’re super kind and humble, which is refreshing to see in this scene,” laughed Chan, “Maybe I gotta play a little better today to get my own compliment, but they did thank us for playing against them and for agreeing to not post the vods. What about you Felix? They say anything to you?”

Felix was still recovering from shock after processing the information he just learned, stammering in both surprise and upsetness, “Dude… I… I don’t know what to say because they were a straight up asshole to me.”

“What?! No way!” gasped Changbin, “Maybe it’s because you’re their match up in the game, but that doesn;t sound right…”

“Yeah, that’s weird,” Seungmin added, “What did they say?”

Felix then pulled up the message you sent, reading it out for the rest of his team to hear, adding an annoyed “Can you believe the nerve of this guy?” 

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A few moments had passed by where no one had said anything, the call remained dead silent as everyone tried to figure out how to gently inform Felix that he was being an idiot and turning a very friendly message from you into an ill-intended one.

Chan cleared his throat, holding back a laugh as he realized your performance yesterday really struck something in Felix, “Bro, I hate to break it to you, but that was definitely a nice message… I don’t really see where they’re being rude at all.”

This time, it was Felix’s turn to stay quiet, a perplexed look overtaking his features after hearing the rest of his teammates agree with Chan. Maybe if he squinted really, really hard he’d be able to find a hint of kindness in your message, but Felix had already convinced himself you were his ultimate rival who was trying to throw him off a game. There is no way you’d ever send him a nice message just because, right? 

“Well, I don’t know… Maybe you guys are right,” mumbled Felix, not completely convinced by his friends, which prompted Hyunjin to chuckle.

“Lixie, I have never seen someone get to you so easily before! Those games yesterday must’ve done a number on ya, huh?” 

Felix rolled his eyes as he let out a peeved exhale through his nose, unable to deny any of what Hyunjin had said, “Yeah, yesterday was rough, but surely today will be different, yea?”

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Luckily for the SKZ boys, today was different from the day before. This time, the boys were able to secure a win in the first game, while the second game was a very close loss due to Changbin being caught out, but this just called for better positioning and map vision, all things that could be easily resolved by being more mindful. 

Despite the major improvements in the SKZ team’s gameplay, your performance did not fall short from yesterday’s as you still managed to be a threat SKZ couldn’t ignore. Although Felix was able to maintain control of his side of the map and trade some camps with you, you were still able to fill him with rage by somehow targeting him every fight, which made it nearly impossible for him to play the game. Luckily, Seungmin ended up using his Mordekaiser ultimate on you, which gave SKZ a chance to focus on the rest of your team while Seungmin did his best to tank your damage in his realm. This strategy definitely led them to their first win against your team, but as soon as the second match started, your team switched up to an entirely new comp, which SKZ struggled to answer.

Unfortunately, your team wasn’t able to stick around for a third game due to some prior commitments, so there was no decisive winner for the day.

y/ign: GGs! sunlixie, you really were sweating today on that diana jg kek

nyangknow: if i ever see you irl, its on sight, sunlixie… targeting a poor lil adc like me? 

nyangknow: lol but gg! y/ign slammed their desk when u stole elder last game kek

y/ign: shut up before i expose ur government name

nyangknow: …

channie: haha, sunlixie wasn’t gonna let u guys embarrass us again 

channie: GG! dm me on disc if you guys wanna set up some more skrims 

dwaekki: :3 gg!!! u guys did great, heh ty for games!

Once again, Felix found himself frowning at your message in the post-game lobby, irritation bubbling up in the pit of his stomach as his knuckles turned white from clenched fists. “Dude, I don’t get what their problem is with me,” whined Felix as he closed out the client once more, not even bothering to send a message in the chat.

Seungmin snickered over the mic, finding Felix’s one-sided rivalry hilarious, “That was definitely a compliment, don’t take it the wrong way.”

“Whatever,” he mumbled snarkily at Seungmin’s response, not being able to find any of the validity in his comments, “Just felt like they were poking fun at me.”

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The weekend of the Regional Collegiate LAN tournament had finally arrived, and luckily for SKZ, they didn’t have to worry about traveling since their university was hosting the event. This event did hold some importance, but it mostly helped determine seeding for the next tournament with only a few teams at risk for elimination. Due to SKZ’s skill level, elimination was the least of their concern with them being favored to win first place. First place did receive a cash prize to help cover travel costs to nationals, but it also helped any team gain more support and made the pro scene more aware of potential candidates for their team. 

SKZ was getting set to prepare for their first match of the weekend, but had some time to kill so they settled on roaming around the venue to catch up with some friends from other teams and greet any fans that approached them. In this world, it wasn’t uncommon for any of the more popular teams to have fans, as some people were either fans of individual players, their skills, or they were a fan of the entire team. 

Today was no different as Felix walked through the venue on his own, chatting with friends from other teams and meeting any new recruits while he was at it. Frustratingly enough though, your team and you had been quite the topic amongst his friends, each of them expressing concern at how intimidating and difficult your team seemed. Everyone in the scene knew that SKZ and Y/TN had gone against each other in a few practice matches, meaning everyone was swarming to them like flies, trying to extract as much information as they could against your team. Although, you and SKZ had an agreement to not leak out any team comps or skrim information before playing, so Felix had to deal with a whole lot of begging while trying to skirt around the subject.

Felix had finally gotten a moment of peace as he excused himself from the last interrogation, deciding it was time to group up with the team seeing that their match was in about an hour from now. Before he was able to get far, he heard a voice behind him call out:

“Yo! Sunlixie, is that you?”

Well, he was wearing a jersey with his name on the back of it, so it wasn’t weird for fan interactions to go this way. He put a smile on his face and turned to greet the owner of the voice, who he honestly thought was a little too cute to be wandering around the convention center on their own, but nonetheless he pushed the thought away and decided it was best to maintain a level of professionality when interacting with fans. 

“Hi! Yup, that would be me!”

The mystery person had a smile stretching across their face reaching out to shake Felix’s hand, which he took politely. He had no idea who this person was and it didn’t look like they were part of any teams since they weren’t wearing a jersey, so it was safe to assume this was just another fan.

“Wow, it’s so great to finally meet you! I’m y/ign, or you can just call me Y/N if you prefer.”

Felix eyes widened in pure surprise when your username left your mouth, not expecting the human he was talking to was you of all people. He did his absolute best to maintain his composure, but the sound of your name dampened his mood in the blink of an eye, his shoulders visibly tensing as his smile fell into a more awkward version of it. 

“Oh, sorry! You aren’t wearing your jersey, so I didn’t realize it was you,” he forced an uncomfortable laugh, but you had already picked up on the stiffness Felix was now carrying in his shoulders, “But, uh, you can call me Felix.”

Ever since you became acquainted with SKZ through your skrims, you could tell that Felix definitely wasn’t your biggest fan. Maybe you had gotten off on the wrong foot, but other than playing the game, you weren’t sure what you had done to make him dislike you so much. You had quickly befriended everyone else on the SKZ teams, even going as far as playing other games outside of league with them or meeting up with them to get food, but Felix was the only member who was uninterested and incredibly dry towards you. 

You had done your best to reach out to him and try to get to know him a little better, thinking maybe he just needed time to warm up to strangers, but that theory was quickly disproved when you found out Jeongin and Jisung had played some ARAMs with him and even met him in real life. Apparently, he was the sweetest and most pleasant guy to be around, yet you never had the pleasure to be met with his warmth. Instead, all you knew was an icy and cold exterior that pushed you away at every corner. At some point, you had been discouraged to attempt to be his friend, but you still thought it would be best to remain as cordial as you could with him, which meant greeting him and inviting him to any events your team hosted.

Not everyone was going to like you, that was a lesson you had learned long ago and you weren’t going to let it get to you when you had other things to focus on. You didn’t need to be his friend, anyway. 

“Yeah, my team isn’t scheduled to play til way later, so didn’t really need to wear it,” you smiled at the boy, nervously playing with the hem of your shirt as you watched Felix’s expression slowly drop, “Well, uh, I’ll let you go back to your team. Good luck in your games!”

Felix raised an eyebrow as you hastily turned away, surprised at how different your demeanor was in person compared to his initial impression of you. 

Online and through your varied interactions, Felix had pinned you as some overconfident, cocky, and disrespectful asshole who was purposefully targeting him. While everyone around him insisted that was not the case, he couldn’t help but feel the burning flames of hatred burst in him every time he received a message from you, each seemingly mocking him for whatever play he made that day. 

However, this version of you was entirely different than what he had imagined this whole time. You didn’t ooze out that same confidence he had pictured you to have, but instead you seemed a lot more timid and welcoming in person. There was a gentle shyness that accompanied the warmth of your aura, golden and bright hues of yellow radiating off you as you smiled with not a single hint of malice in your eyes. When he met your gaze, he thought he would be staring right into the same sweltering, scarlet fury he had become so familiar with, but while searching your eyes, all he found was the brilliance of your tender-hearted benevolence, only rays of sunshine and light coloring the bright green meadows that expanded across your being.

What was this? This wasn’t the scorching, volcanic, blindingly red world he had been living in the past month, yet he still found himself melting under the comforting warmth, wanting nothing more to bask in your glow and forget the blistering one-sided rivalry he had imagined. For a moment of time, he felt the amber light you emanated was slowly turning his ugly red into a more placid orange, one akin to the sky’s palette during sunset. 

Maybe the boys were right, maybe you did mean well. Maybe he was the asshole, not you.

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The crowd cheered loudly as the announcer’s voice boomed over the intercom, officially declaring SKZ as the victors of the regional collegiate cup for the fourth year in the row. As soon as the blue victory screen popped up during their 5th game against Y/TN, the boys quickly stood up from their seats as they huddled into a group hug while gleefully jumping up and down, ecstatic screams and laughter leaving them as they celebrated their win. After an intense final match where SKZ and Y/TN had traded wins, in the very last game, SKZ was able to pull out with the third and final win needed to end the tournament. That was perhaps one of the most difficult finals SKZ had to play in a long time and for the first time in years, they were afraid that their reign was coming to an end, but luck was on their side today and all the skirms against your team had come to fruition. 

Across the stage, your team stood amongst the chaos erupting throughout the venue, you remaining still in your seat as you watched the defeat screen go through its animations, tears pricking the corner of your eyes in humiliation. Second place was nothing to be ashamed of, but you couldn’t stop the overwhelming rush of emotions that filled you, the blinding stage lights causing your vision to go blurry as the feeling of failure took hold of you. You enviously watched SKZ celebrate their win as you wiped away your tears, standing from your seat with the rest of your team as you headed to congratulate the opposing team.

As your team approached SKZ, Felix immediately noticed the shift in your emotions and saw through the fake smile you forced onto your face as you congratulated each of them. All he could see was the bleak tears that clouded the brightness that once occupied you, the golden aura of yours being overtaken by the blues of sorrow and disappointment. The sun that once gleamed through your entire being had been replaced by flooding waters from a relentless storm of emotion, the cerulean raindrops overtaking the shining yellow hues of your personality. 

As the colors of your emotions blended, Felix swore he saw the slightest tinge of an ugly green forming as the two aforementioned colors danced with one another. Was that jealousy? Although, as soon as he took note of it, the color instantly melted away as you shook his hand, a sincere ‘congratulations, you did amazing,’ leaving your mouth despite the tumultuous storm that dampened your conscience. Somehow, even as the bitter taste of failure lingered on your tongue, your genuinity never once faltered.

The vengeful, piercing, crimson rage Felix had felt for you weeks prior had dulled out as your sadness bleed all over him, guilt now washing over him as he had realized how sorely mistaken he was about you. The burning competitiveness and hatred that once fueled him had been put out by your misery, a deep violet now painting over him as the heavy hands of culpability dragged him down into numbing darkness of shame.

For some unknown reason, Felix felt the urge to run after you as he watched your figure shrink off the stage, wanting to apologize for his unwarranted attitude towards you this past month and bring you back to the warmness he had just learned about to revel under it once more. He remained unmoving as his teammates dragged him into another celebration hug, insisting to take a photo to remember this moment, yet Felix wanted nothing more to forget the sight he had just witnessed. Even though his wish had come true, he couldn’t bring himself to savor this victory against you.

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A few days had gone by since your team had lost the tournament, suffering from what you had considered a rather embarrassing loss. While the games were incredibly close, you were sorely disappointed in your own performance, as you felt that you made too many mistakes that had cost your team the game. After walking off the stage, you succumbed to all the emotions you felt in that moment, letting your body tremble as tears rushed down your cheeks, choked sobs escaping your mouth. You remember how hot your face grew as the rest of your team turned to console you, feeling self-conscious how you were supposed to be the leader, yet you allowed your emotions to get the best of you. 

Despite that, you had managed to get over the brunt of your emotions after a few days, but the message you found waiting for you today on discord had taken you by complete surprise:

✩ sunlixie sent you a message!

hi y/n! i wanted to reach out and apologize to you for how rude i’ve been to you. i’m really sorry, there’s no excuse for any of it. to be honest, i kinda just got rlly tilted from when we played our first skrims, and i guess i ended up taking anything you said the wrong way. again, there’s no excuse for this and i apologize for being that way, but i’d like to have a fresh start and be friends if you are ok w that!

oh, also, you did really great during the tournament! don’t beat yourself up for it, that was the first time we had to play all five games out in the finals, so you guys had us nervous!! 

Well, that was entirely unexpected, but as soon as you read the message, a smile broke out on your face while letting out a sigh of relief, happy to know that it had all been a rather strange misunderstanding and not something you had done. With that, you hastily wrote out a response to Felix, letting him know that all is forgiven and that you would love to be able to finally form a friendship with him. Well, maybe something good did come out of this loss.

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After playing a few league games with Felix, you both began to develop a close friendship with each other. You finally began to understand what everyone else meant when they described Felix, you were beginning to see why his username was sunlixie. The coldness you had come to know him as melted away as the days past, only to reveal that under that hardened exterior was a boy filled with so much love and gentleness, that it’d blind anyone who stared into his soul for too long. The deep tone of his voice only added to this inviting warmth, adding a layer of comfort and safety that could lull anyone in a peaceful sleep, it was no longer a scary sound that reeked with hatred. 

Eventually, you and Felix had decided to go on small outings together, usually opting to grab a bite at your local coffee shop as either of you would ramble on about a new game to try out or discuss practice for nationals. On the occasion, one of the SKZ boys would tag along or Minho, a member on your team, would join you both, but every time this happened, Felix always felt disappointed that he would miss out time with just you alone. 

Truthfully, he wanted you to himself during these rare moments, wanting to be the only one who made you laugh and be the center of your attention. Jealousy would inevitably creep up behind him, pointing out each and everyone of his insecurities while he watched you interact with the others, it whispering in his ears that you’d never look at someone like him romantically, that he’d never have a chance with someone like you. He hated how much time he had missed out on getting to know you and being your friend due to this childish rivalry, feeling jealous over how much closer you were with everyone else, especially Minho.

Of course your bond with Minho was deeper than everyone else, you had known him longer than Felix and the other SKZ boys and were teammates. Yet, the pangs of insecurity would hit his heart directly each time he’d watch you laugh at a joke Minho made, always playfully slapping his arm in a fit of laughter. 

All Felix could ever think was how much he had wished that was him, how much he wished he’d be able to make you laugh to the point of tears as the unpleasant color of green slowly festered within him, becoming more vibrant as time passed. He was crushing hard on you and he needed to do something about it before it became unbearable to deal with because he hated the unsettling feeling of jealousy.

Thus, Felix decided to finally bite the bullet and asked you to come out for some coffee today, but letting you know he needed to talk about something personal, so he’d prefer if you came alone. 

As you approached the coffee shop, you wondered what Felix could have possibly needed to discuss with you, but you were honored to know that he felt comfortable enough to reach out to you and confide in you with something so personal, which only goes to show how much closer you two have gotten. Upon entering the building, your eyes searched for Felix, finding him seated in a more secluded corner with two coffees waiting on the table. Once his eyes met yours, you waved from the entrance with a smile on your face as you skipped over to the table.

Sliding into your seat, you caught onto Felix’s jittery energy as his legs bounced while his fingers anxiously tapped against the table. His body stiffened as he met your eyes with a nervous smile. Your eyebrows furrowed upward in concern, as you never seen the boy in this state before.

“Hey, is everything okay?”

Felix’s eyes widened at your question, his body completely stilling, not completely aware of how on edge he looked from the outside. He felt a familiar warmth rush to his face as a gentle pink dusted across his cheeks and ears, the rosy color of shyness making itself nestling itself in his stomach. The buzzing flutters he had felt in his stomach earlier sped up with the drumming of his heart, his head feeling like it was about to explode as he scrambled to find the script he rehearsed last night.

“Uhm, yeah, everything’s okay. I just wanted to talk to you about something,” his voice trembled meekly, cringing at the sound of his voice.

You nodded at his words, a panicked look overtaking your face, “Oh, no, did I do something wrong? Did I upset you?”

The blonde haired boy shook his head vigorously, finding your worriedness a bit charming, “Ah, no, not at all! It’s nothing like that!”

The tension in your body dissipated, as a caring smile returned to your face, “Oh, okay. Thank god, I was scared for a bit. Then what’s up? What did you need to talk about?”

“Well, I don’t really know how to say this…” he mumbled quietly, but just loud enough for you to hear. He felt himself shrink under the intensity of your gaze, surprised to see an overwhelming amount of concern etched on your features. 

“That’s okay. Sometimes, you just gotta say it.”

He exhaled nervously, nodding in agreement with your words because he was freaking out on the inside, unable to recall any of the words he had prepared for this moment. Right, at this point, he should just say it.

“I… I like you, Y/N. I really, really like you and-”

Oh, that isn’t the reaction he thought he’d get.

You were never good at hiding your facial expressions, and this moment was no exception as your face morphed into a surprise expression, your mouth dropping as the words left Felix as the warmth you once held paled into white cast of shock and confusion. As soon as you processed his words, you bit your lips while trying to find the words to respond to the sudden confession.

“Ah, wow, thank you, I’m really flattered, but…” you paused for a moment, confusion and uncertainty laced in your voice, “you do know I’m dating Minho, right?”

[unboundndd]

Hello Hello! Welcome to my blog/writing dump ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

I used to write in my free time and missed being part of a community so I decided to start a new blog since I'm interested in League of Legends. I will mostly write character x reader scenarios, headcanons and maybe some longer stories. I will treat darker themes in this blog so please proceed with caution if you're sensitive to the subjects I tag in my posts.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· About the admin

Mi, 20+, She/her, EU

Katana dilf enthusiast! Favorites: older Ubisoft games, Metal Gear Solid, Mother Mother, Wowaka, PinocchioP, Angelic Pretty. Champs: Yone, Sona, Thresh, Morgana, Neeko.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· Lore knowledge, what I'd like to write

I like to think that i have a decent grasp on LoL's lore and the lore of skinlines skinlines so here's some characters I currently would like to write for. If your character doesn't appear in this list it doesn't mean that I won't write them, so don't be shy and send an ask if you'd wish. Aatrox, Ahri, Aphelios, Diana, Evelynn, Jhin, Kai'Sa, Kayn, Morgana, Leona, Rakan, Renata Glasc, Seraphine, Sett, Shen, Sona, Swain, Thresh, Vayne, Viego, Xayah, Yasuo, Yone, Zed.

I figured I'd add some skinlines too.

Pentakill universe, Nightbringer/Dawnbringer, Spirit Blossom, K/DA, High Noon, Pool party/Ocean song, Project, Cosmic/Dark cosmic. ·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· Rules for requesting and content warnings

If you'd like to request, please keep in mind that it may take time for them to get written out or I might never write them at all. I'd rather concentrate on less request but keep the quality high than to give everyone sloppy, disappointing writing! If you don't specify the gender of the reader (especially with NSFW requests) I will keep my terminology as gender neutral as possible.

I will list some of the things that may appear in my content:

Fluff/Platonic/Smut

Yandere

Violence (not explicitly described)

Discrimination (in fantasy setting, never protrayed positively) I will also list my bounduaries on things i will not write in any setting: CSA, or anything to do with the canonical minors Extreme fetishes, consensual non consent Homophobia, racism, dictatorship in a positive light

I hope that this post has been comprehensive enough, soon I will post something that is more interesting than rules! See you all then ^^

[zileans-big-cl0ck]

✦–Masterlist.✦

✦Demosthenes’ works from the League of Legends & Valorant fandoms. Enjoy, stay hydrated and remember - you are gorgeous <3.

✦Aatrox, the Darkin Blade:

✧Aftercare headcanons (NSFW)

✦Camille, the Steel Shadow:

✧General headcanons (SFW & NSFW)

✦Cassiopeia, the Serpent’s Embrace:

✧Comforting them headcanons (SFW)

✦Jhin, the Virtuoso:

✧Random headcanons (SFW & NSFW)

✧Dark Star Jhin x reader short story/headcanons (SFW)

✦Kayn, the Shadow Reaper:

✧How do they show that they trust you (SFW)

✧Dirty talk (NSFW)

✧Aftercare headcanons (NSFW)

✦Mordekaiser, the Iron Revenant:

✧NSFW Alphabet: B+I (NSFW)

✦Nasus, the Curator of the Sands:

✧NSFW Alphabet: N+A+S+U (NSFW)

✦Pyke, the Bloodharbor Ripper:

✧How do they show that they trust you (SFW)

✧General headcanons (SFW & NSFW)

✦Sett, the Boss:

✧Sett with a younger brother who has healing powers (SFW)

✦Shen, the Eye of Twilight:

✧How do they show that they trust you (SFW)

✧Dirty talk (NSFW)

✦Swain, the Noxian Grand General:

✧SFW Alphabet: S+W+A+I+N (SFW)

✦Talon, the Blade’s Shdadow:

✧Dirty talk (NSFW)

✧Comforting them headcanons (SFW)

✦Thresh, the Chain Warden:

✧How do they show that they trust you (SFW)

✧Dirty talk (NSFW)

✧Aftercare headcanons (NSFW)

✦Vex, the Gloomist:

✧Vex with a partner who genuinely loves her (SFW)

✦Yasuo, the Unforgiven:

✧Comforting them headcanons (SFW)

✦Zed, Master of Shadows:

✧How do they show that they trust you (SFW)

✧Dirty talk (NSFW)

✧Aftercare headcanons (NSFW)

[tragedybunny]

꧁༺League of Legends Fanfiction Masterlist ༻꧂

༺ The Blade's Edge - League of Legends Long fic - Swain x Katarina - NSFW ༻

Blade of Noxus - Prequel to The Blade's Edge

A failed assassination attempt, a proposition she couldn't refuse, a temptation he couldn't resist. How Katarina came to be employed by the Grand General of Noxus.

༺ The Blade's Edge ༻

They had a simple arrangement. She was the weapon to be used on his enemies. Things get more complicated when emotions bleed into what should simple. Now the two of them find themselves on the precipice of something that was entirely unexpected.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

༺ Swain x Katarina - NSFW ༻

Touch of the Demon - Katarina wants to see exactly what the demon can do and Swain obliges.

The Bargain - An AU - ish fic where Katarina initiates a scheme to get away from her family just before the invasion of Ionia.

A Soldier's Discipline - Katarina has failed the Grand General and she must be punished

A Soldiers Discipline II - Katarina finds herself once again in need of absolution

༺ Swain x Katarina - SFW ༻

Moments - A fluffy little drabble of a soft Swain/Kat interaction

Loneliness - Swain missing his wife

Puppy! - Just a little crack fic featuring a puppy

Naming Day - Swain wants to do something special for his wife Katarina, but finds out it is easier thought than done.

Have You Ever Wanted Something, So Badly You Cannot Breathe? - Based on the final issue of the Katarina comic on Webtoon. written from Swain's point of view.

Swain comes to Kataria's aide as Marcus attempts to destroy his vision for Noxus. But the Empire isn't the only thing Swain is worried about, and he finds himself at a loss on how to manage the sudden longing he feels for another.

༺ League of Legends NSFW ༻

What She Needs - Ahri and Vlad are both Seniors at the Academy. Vlad has something she needs, Ahri has something he wants.

༺ League of Legends SFW ༻

Home - Katarina x Lux - They discover something more in each other than t hey ever thought possible.

Inner Demons - A Swain - Sylas Lore Fusion. Prompt from Curious Cat.

Darkin Reunion - Aatrox and Varus and reunited as they both have a homecoming.

Storm - A Katarina x OC Drabble I wrote for the 150 follower giveaway.

You've Always Felt Like Home to Me - Swain x Marcus Du Couteau - Swain has a lot of feelings about his oldest friend Marcus Du Couteau that he’s not really sure how to sort out. But tonight it looks like he’ll have to figure them out at last.

Her Light - Katarina x Lux - A poem about a very happy ending for Lux and Katarina

Performance - Jhin x GN! Reader - A reader with a crush gets to experience one of Jhin’s special performances. 

After the Mist - Katarina x Samira - Samira and Katarina are reunited after the black mist appears in Noxus. Set after the Ruination trailer.

Sacrificial - Aatrox x F!Reader - Reader is left in Aatrox’s path. The result will surprise them both.

It Can't Be Without You - Darius x Swain - Darius has a bittersweet musing on his feelings for Jericho at a dark moment.

It Won't Be Without You - Darius x Swain - A sequel to “It Can’t be Without You”. Darius recovers from a battle wound with Swain at his side

Alliance - Swain X Vladimir - Swain and Vlad have a tense conversation

No Turning Back - Draven X Riven - They are reunited after so long apart

Checkmate - LeBlanc x Swain - LeBlanc Has Won Their Grand Game

The Festival - Crystal Rose Swain x GN!Reader - A short little fluff piece.

[heckinhacker]

Hi! I hope this goes into the requests before they close. Can you do some SFW and NSFW on Aatrox with a fragile and adorable S/O? Ps: I love your works ;)

Aatrox with Cute and Fragile S/O! - SFW and NSFW headcanons. 

SFW: 

About your meeting - he’s not a fan of cute things, and more fragile you are - the better to make you suffer. 

So getting to know him was hella hard, but he finnaly felt for ya. 

Damn that’s embarrassing, but as much as he hated to addmit, your adorable style of being was growing on him. 

And how delicate you were - it was making him want to hug you much more than he’d wish he’d like to. (and not only honhonhon-)

He starts things slowly, like holding your hand, trying to get used of treating someone like porcelain, not like rock which he wants to smash and shatter-

It’s very hard for him please be patient with him–

He often bursts off on you, sometimes it happens for things you didn’t do. 

No matter how much you cried, he always was angry until he calmed down himself, no words or no tears would stop him, poorly. 

He used to be human once, so he apologises, knowing the word can mean so much. 

He hoped you’d understand. 

(nsfw under the cut)

NSFW: 

No matter how tall or small you are - you’re always tiny compared to Aatrox. 

I assume you’re shy after “adorable” side of  you, so trying to hide yourself when he’s starting getting spicy with you is annoying him but turning him on even more. 

As I mentioned in my NSFW headcanons of Aatrox, he’s not in need of sexual acts too much, but he sometimes does need to “Do the do”, and making you flustered and all blushy is worth everything. 

He. Teases. The. Hell. Out. Of. You.

He’s afraid of being too rough on ya - you’re just so…fragile. 

When you’d like him to be more aggresive - more of himself - you’d have to tell him it’s alright, he wouldn’t make too much to you because of how delicate you are. 

It’s not one of my best works but here goes nothing- 

[ghostkinnie]

#𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐓 !! — SIZE KINK

Pairing: Sett, Darius, Shen, Aatrox and Thresh x reader

warnings → nsfw, size kink, daddy kink, breeding kink, praise kink, degradation kink

a/n: some nsfw from the big guys 🥴

SETT

Sett is huge, even if you're tall, you can't compare to the wall of muscle he is. So it's obvious he has a size kink and you found that out when you went to bed for the first time.

He tried to be as gentle as possible so as not to hurt you, entering you slowly but it didn't take long for him to lose control when he saw his cock being crushed by your small hole. This man moaned like a beast when he saw your belly rise with the size of his dick. He went insane.

"Fuck doll! You're so small, I'll break you like this"

DARIUS

It may not seem like it but Darius is a gentleman, he loves to treat you like porcelain in bed and honestly what attracts him the most is how small you are in his arms.

You don't have to try hard because he will do everything. He loves having those big, callused hands by your breasts, sinking those wide fingers into your mouth and making you gasp. But if there's something that makes him going crazy is when he's fucking you and you're begging for his big dick.

"Do you want me to come inside you, baby? I know you want daddy to fill you."

SHEN

This man loves her small mouth and the way she fits his dick so well. He goes crazy when he sees tears in your eyes as you try to swallow his size with your throat tight, he can spend hours watching this scene.

"Come on, little one, you're perfect like that."

He whispers as he takes your hair in his fingers and makes you hold all his cock in your mouth, moaning at the contact.

THRESH

Thresh is a sadistic bitch, so it's no surprise that he loves to see you squirming to support his size. He licks his lips and smiles wickedly when you scream with pleasure at being fucked by him.

"So small but so naughty, bunny."

He teases you as he holds your small waist in his hands and sinks deep inside you making you roll your eyes and scream with pleasure. He wants to destroy your cunt.

AATROX

I hope you don't want to walk in your life anymore because this man has no pity. He'll fuck you like you're a doll and he'll love how you squirm. Aatrox is giant and his dick is as big as he is, so no matter how much you guys have done it you will never will be used to its size.

He will literally destroy you, leave you shaking and sobbing for him, a real mess.

"That's right, cry like a bitch over my dick that's what you're for."

[queenofruneterra]

League Masterlist

Aatrox

Aatrox’s NSFW alphabet

Aatrox during sex headcanons NSFW

NSFW + SFW relationship headcanons

Jealous Aatrox SFW headcanons

Randomly generated SFW headcanons

Randomly generated NSFW headcanons

Aatrox hugging reader SFW

First time with Aatrox NSFW headcanon

Aphelios

Aph finding out you have a crush on him SFW

Miscellaneous headcanons NSFW

Aph’s NSFW alphabet

NSFW + SFW relationship headcanons

Randomly generated SFW headcanons

Randomly generated NSFW headcanons

NSFW Sub!Aph head cannons + drabble

Aph being protective of reader SFW

First time with Aphelios NSFW headcanon

Viktor

Dom!Viktor NSFW headcanons

Viktor finding out you have a crush on him SFW

Viktor x Fem!Reader NSFW oneshot

Miscellaneous Headcanons NSFW

First time with Viktor NSFW headcanon

Sett

Sett finding out you have a crush on him SFW

Miscellaneous Headcanons NSFW

Sett x Fem!Reader NSFW oneshot

Sett during sex headcanons NSFW

NSFW + SFW relationship headcanons

Randomly generated SFW headcanons

Randomly generated NSFW headcanons

Sub!Sett NSFW headcanons

Sett in heat NSFW headcanons

Sett joking around with reader SFW

First time with Sett NSFW headcanon

Sett x Fem Medical worker SFW headcanons

Kayn

Jealous Kayn SFW headcanons

Miscellaneous Headcanons NSFW

NSFW + SFW relationship headcanons

Randomly generated SFW headcanons

Randomly generated NSFW headcanons

Sub!Kayn NSFW headcanons

Jhin

SFW relationship headcanons

First time with Jhin NSFW headcanon

Swain

NSFW headcanons

Miscellaneous NSFW headcanons

Swain’s SFW alphabet

Swain SFW drabble

Swain x Reader NSFW oneshot

[saey707]

Hello! I read your Viego and Yone prompts and instantly fell in love! May I request a fluffy Aatrox x human female reader please? Just something adorably and ridiculously sweet with such a big red meanie would be cute and fun to read <333

Also, we truly do need more League x Readers, thank you for doing the honors ^-^

✿ Prompt: Your relationship with a big red meanie ✿

♡ champion focus: aatrox ♡ tw: none! ♡ Female reader

Author’s Note: Hello! Thank you so much, your kindness is what keeps me writing <3 I’ve never written Aatrox before though, so I apologize if these are out of character. I wanted to take a more fun approach with this one though, so I hope you enjoy ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡

All of Aatrox’s life, he’s been set on achieving impossible goals. But, these were goals that he knew he could fulfill: An apocalypse, vengeance, and the possibility of world domination. Still, he found himself alone, with a disgusting feeling, one that was not corruption, but instead, loneliness. Doesn’t everyone fear being forgotten? 

When Aatrox met you, his life changed forever. Overwhelmed with such tender, unfamiliar emotions, ones he never thought he could feel for a mere mortal, a being that couldn’t even compare to his size and strength, he could only begin to wonder... Was this love?

How You Meet ♡

Who would have thought a giant, angry meanie could have such a big heart? You did, but that was only because you believed you could see the good in everyone: Even Darkins.

Honestly, he was actually quite nervous to meet you! 

“So uh, I’m Aatrox... I’m a transcendental being trapped inside cutlery... Like... A demon, but more edgy, right? You know, cause I’m a sword... What’s your deal?”

The First Date ♡

On your first date, you didn’t expect him to be the one to choose. If anything, most of the time you were the one taking initiative! 

Aatrox gives you flowers he picked from an open field, gets too nervous to hold your hand when you walk side by side and buys burgers for the two of you. 

Is it obvious that he is a complete and total wreck? Hell, could you even blame him? This is his first date!

By the end of the night, you kissed him on the cheek. Sure, it took a few extra steps to reach his height, but the effort was well worth it to see his face fluster a deeper shade of red. 

It almost looked like he was angry, with the way his eyebrows knit together! “Do it again!” He angrily exclaimed. 

You couldn’t stop yourself from placing a kiss on his lips the next time you leaned your head in. Was it possible for a Deathbringer to be this red?

How Aatrox Acts Around Others ♡

It’s only a matter of time before he grows to be extremely protective of you. In fact, he’ll sometimes talk you up to his opponent and boast about how “you give him a reason to fight”.

“As long as she exists, as long as time has meaning, I am not done!” 

The first time you saw how he acted around other people was definitely a surprise to you. You never would have expected for Aatrox to be so mean that he made grown men cry! 

“I must congratulate you, obviously your parents never had reason to.” “How annoying you are!” “Somehow, I doubt you’ve mastered self-esteem.”

You hound Aatrox often to apologize, however, the most he could do is give a back-handed compliment or say that his statement was only “partially true” to the receiver. In return, you give him the sweetest kisses, which is the entire reason why he continues to apologize to anyone in the first place!

“A kiss... I shall deliver it to you.”

The First Fight ♡

Despite his temper, he would never pick a fight with you again, let alone argue with you over menial things that aren’t worth his time. The last time that happened it ended with you in tears. 

Aatrox doesn’t realize that words can really hurt a person, especially cute little humans such as yourself. 

He still struggles to forgive himself after seeing that sad look on your beautiful face.

After your argument, Aatrox had to constantly remind himself humans are frail... and women such as yourself are sensitive, and don’t take well to being called “a temptress carving a hole into his entire being and sucking the life out of his stolen flesh”.

More Small Relationship Fluff ♡

Aatrox is more than willing to reach the top shelves for you, or even pick you up to give you a boost. In fact, he prefers the second option more because he enjoys hearing your naive laughter as he holds you up in his arms.

He enjoys sitting in comfortable silences with you, and he certainly isn’t opposed to the occasional cuddling (yeah, more like he is more than happy to take you up for a nice snuggle every chance he could get), especially with how soft you are! Being in your arms is comforting to him.

“I feel... at hooooome...”

Aatrox enjoys baking with you and even has his own little chef hat! ...Even though he burns everything he makes and throws a temper tantrum because of it. Luckily, you are able to bake! To him, the treats are like finger foods, so he admires all the effort you make to double- or even triple- the batches for him.

“No!! Not my bread!! Curse you, Pantheon!!” 

Believe it or not, Aatrox is clingy as all hell. He just won’t admit it.

In the rare times that he does, he won’t hesitate to shower you with all of his love and attention... And his love is quite aggressive! Possessively squishing you in his arms, smothering your face with warm kisses, thigh squeezes while you sit on his lap- He goes the extra mile when he’s desperate for your attention!

Aatrox is definitely an unexpectedly gentle lover and is willing to destroy tens of hundreds of worlds if it meant it could just be you and him together on this one alone.