#she has ears so i think it's ahri

[waytray]

i'm pretty sure these are star guardians!

[royalrogue]

I’m a sucker for happy endings and a Zoraal Ja “happy ending” AU has been on my mind a lot recently so here’s an idea dump. This is probably a bit OOC but we’re here to have fun so bare with it.

I’m using my WoL for this as I think in a perfect world she would do this but feel free to think about your WoL instead!

Ahri has been keeping an eye on Zoraal Ja and his behaviour/vibe throughout the tournament. There’s alarm bells there, and when he makes his declaration about waging war on the star, she knows she’s going to have to nip it in the bud before it inevitably escalates.  War mongers are like that.

But she’s also been picking up on context clues the more she finds out. He’s been put in a pedestal since his birth as a literal miracle, which has both stroked his ego and placed a huge burden on his shoulders. Not only that, but he is the blood child of royalty, to the most powerful person on the continent who did the impossible and united everyone under a banner of peace.

He wants to surpass his father, that much is obvious, and it makes sense that he would go to an extreme option to try and make a “Superior Peace”. He’s also been surrounded by yes men and subordinates his whole life, which has made him think everyone around him is lesser. Ahri thinks she can push him to start down a different path, but she’ll have to wait for the right moment where she can break through his stone walls, especially when the sly Sareel Ja isn’t around.

She gets her opportunity following the Mamook trial, where he is defeated by the very man he is looking to surpass. Shade or no, no one worse could have bested him, and she knows he will mentally be at his lowest right now. Perfect!

When everyone splits up to get more information on the Mamook people, Ahri sees this as her chance. Locating Zoraal Ja, he seems to be resting/brooding while Sareel Ja is away doing Twelve knows what. You’d think the plants around him would die with the aura he’s giving off, but Ahri casually approaches, earning a glare that probably could kill someone.

She calls him out how she sees it: he’s been under the monumental pressure of being both the miracle son of a two head and the blood first born of the most important person on the continent his whole life. He wants to surpass his father using extreme means that will not work and will only lead him down a path of self-destruction not just for him, but for everyone around him. And, she knows for a fact that even if, by some actual miracle, he managed to get all the key stones and find the Golden City, his father wouldn’t allow him to rule as he is now.

But things don’t have to be like this. He doesn’t have to follow the expectations of other people. Has he ever thought about what he wants to do? Not as the Resilient Son, not as The Miracle, but as Zoraal Ja?

Zoraal Ja wouldn’t say anything in response, brooding as he is, so she continues by giving a proposition. There’s a whole world out there that doesn’t know him and his lofty titles and, with how things are going, she imagines he won’t want to stick around. So, why not leave Tural and travel? She can even be his guide, as travelled as she is, and show him all the places he wishes to invade. After all, he stands a better change of claiming the star if he knows his enemies weaknesses!

She tells him to think on it and leaves him be, having said her piece. She hopes the seed she’s planed sprouts the way she wants it.

Then the story continues as normal, with the gang finding out the village secret and then fighting the trial. But in the meantime, Sareel Ja returns to the waiting Zoraal Ja with information: Ketenramm has his own set of keystones that should allow them to access the city! All they need to do is take him out and steal them.

But to his surprise, Zoraal Ja refuses! He says he’s done, and he gets up to leave. Sareel Ja tries to reason with him but it falls on deaf ears, and Zoraal Ja departs for Tuliyollal. Sareel Ja can only stand there in disbelief, though he will not be deterred. He has waited too long to turn back now.

The rest of the story runs very similarly, Wuk Lamat goes on to win the competition and find the Golden City. They return to Tuliyollal triumphant, and the preparations begin for the ceremony. Ahri sees neither hide nor tail of Zoraal Ja during this time, which she expected, but she can’t help but worry her plan hasn’t worked. Her fears are put to rest though when she sees him at the ceremony, lurking in a dark corner at the very back.

He comes to her after the ceremony, knocking on her inn room door, to her surprise. It’s a bit awkward, but he tells her he accepts her offer for her to be his guide. Discovering the weaknesses of his future enemies in person would be a good strategic move. Ahri nods along, humouring him, and tells him he will need to wait until she has explored Xak Tural, which is her next stop. He agrees, he had preparations to make.

Things continue as normal once more, until the invasion. Instead if Zoraal Ja, it’s Sareel Ja leading the charge and confronting Gulool Ja Ja. While not versed in the way of the Viper, he is still an incredibly skilled magic user as the Palace seer. The duel still goes ahead, but due to the enhancements Sareel Ja has, he eventually deals the finishing blow on Galool Ja Ja.

Maybe through a combination of an inflated ego and still being sore over Zoraal Ja quitting, he challenges them to confront him in his kingdom, to lay witness to the empire he has built, that he rightfully deserves. If they don’t come, however, he will burn the city to the ground. Then, he departs.

Zoraal Ja is convinced to stay behind and help with the defence as the Commander of the Landsguard. Despite Sareel Ja’s threats and motivations being somewhat targeted, he is the best person to use the Landsgard to the fullest, and his battle knowledge will be crucial in the defence. The rest of the story plays out more or less the same, but with Sareel Ja ruling instead, and a (possible) exclusion of Galool Ja. (Could always be some cloning shenanigans!).

At the end of it, when everything is done and the battle is won, Ahri meets a less flashily dressed Zoraal Ja at the pier, ready to board a ship and start on the first leg of their journey.

[snowball-doie]

love the idea of all the boys stealing cute moments with ahri at the wedding

i just know the rest of their fam and friends are wondering where the hell ahri keeps disappearing to?? like why's she always somewhere except the reception????

taeyong gives a speech at the reception to talk about how proud he is of ahri and johnny and whatnot-- at the end, she and taeyong hug and he gives her a peck on the cheek. to everyone else, it's just a friendly thing, but while they're close like that, taeyong whispers, "i love you" in her ear, then does the same when he and johnny hug.

ofc towards the end of the evening, when people are drunk and the number of guests are dwindling, yuta steals ahri away to fuck her in the bathroom (same one where haechan ate her out). but yuta leaves his mark by cumming inside of her, then later when they're dancing together, he whispers in her ear, asking if she can still feel his cum dripping down the inside of her thighs.

doyoung gets to do a slow dance with ahri (after johnny, of course). he rests his head against hers as she presses her cheek against his chest. she can hear his heartbeat in his chest. he's at peace, the happiest he's ever been-- because even if it's not their wedding, getting to dance like that together makes it feel like it is theirs, and that makes him feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

jaehyun shows up when ahri is getting ready BEFORE the wedding to surprise her with a bouquet of flowers that the bridesmaids put in a vase to keep fresh. they ask for some time alone to talk. she's still in her morning robe, her makeup done, her hair half curled. jaehyun's starstruck by her-- too speechless to even say "you're gorgeous" properly, so when he stutters his way through it, ahri giggles at him. "we could elope still, right?" he jokes. "maybe one day."

jungwoo steals ahri away randomly, pulling her into a dark, secluded corner of the building where no one would think to look for them. immediately, he has her pressed against the wall, kissing her passionately... until she pushed back, pressing him against the wall and kissing him even harder until he moans submissively in her mouth. "i love you, ahr," he finally tells her when they pull away to catch their breaths. "i love you more." "i don't think that's physically possible," he insists, squeezing her hips possessively. they spend a good 30 minutes hiding in that corner, talking, making out, etc.

mark is the romantic type. he waits until everyone is gone, when it's just the boys, ahri, and the dj who's getting paid for staying overtime. he'll ask the dj to play his and ahri's favorite song... and when it starts, he'll take ahri's hand, lead her to the middle of the stage, and he'll hold her close as they sway back and forth. "did today make you happy?" he asks her. she nods. "you?" "i dont think i've ever been happier" ~~ of course, later that night, he's also the first to have his turn with her since haechan and yuta already had their fun.

we've previously covered ahri and haechan's alone time during the reception tehee-

[heartate]

@umbane sent : "I'm sorry. About what I said." His voice is low and dragging in the message he left on her phone in the early hours of the morning, like he just woke up or, more likely, didn't sleep. "I was angry. And scared. I wanted... Fuck, I don't know what I wanted." A rustle of fabric, like he's adjusting his position. "I don't hate you. I could never. I... I want you so badly it terrifies me. That's why I have to go." And then, so quietly it might have been a breeze, he says, "Sleep well, Ahri."

ahri's long since lost track of how many times she listened to kayn's message. she held the phone close to her chest at first, as though that'd bring him closer to her, then held its speaker-end against her ear in a desperate attempt to flood her ebbing mind with the sound of his voice. he was hurt, she knew that. so twisted and broken and mangled to where ahri didn't have the faintest idea where to start putting the pieces back together. more than anything, she didn't want to lose him — not just from her life, but she could see him disappearing into himself and the porcelain shell he created.

it was like watching a ship careen against jagged, unforgiving cliffs in the endless mist and watching helplessly from the sandy shores as it sinks into the deep ocean blues. the broken pieces of the wreckage floats to the shore with the incoming tides eventually, waterlogged with the stench of the sea and kelp. she felt helpless, crying out over and over again for the damn ship to not sink, but what good was it?

she was losing him. had been, for a long while, now. she watched as he faded fast between her fingers, until his touch felt foreign and cold and the distance in his eye was as cavernous as the deepest trenches in the sea. ahri tried so hard to pull him out, but kayn slipped again and again and again. at some point, she has to tell herself that a part of him has to want to climb out, and it's as bitter of a pill for her to have to swallow, too. still, the idea of giving up on him is crueler, one that leaves a tight knot in the pit of her chest, one that unraveled with hardened, serrated edges that pierced her from the inside out when they fought, when they ended things.

it's what was killing her the most, she thinks, knowing just how much pain he is in, just how terrified he is, but still trying to manage the hurt he's been carving into her flesh, too. ahri is endlessly terrified for him, but there has to come a time where she can't allow herself to suffer either. and god does it make her feel absolutely selfish. it's so deeply and utterly agonizing, like razor-sharp talons digging into her skin down to her bone. she listens to his message again, another dozen times over and maybe a thousand more, kayn's voice drowning out the early-morning bird songs and cars passing in the street as the rest of the world awakened. he's apologizing, and ahri would throw everything off a cliff to forgive him and take him back, but it's the follow-up that pierces straight through her rigid heart that seems to have forgotten how to beat in anguish.

that's why i have to go.

ahri doesn't realize she's been silently crying until she rubs her eyes and stares down at the wet backs of her hands. her tails curl softly around her atop her plush blankets, but they feel as stiff as her hands until they start trembling in her frantic attempts to call kayn back. she can hardly see the screen through her tears, but she finally gets through and breathes in a sharp breath as she dials, and places the call on speaker so that she can wipe her tears away, and—

" we're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. if you feel you have reached this recording in error, please check the number and try your call again. "

she blinks. it doesn't register at first, not really. ahri calls kayn again, and is immediately met with the same message. his number is saved under " ♥ kayn ♥ " and she knows there isn't an error there. when ahri calls for a third time, she drops her phone and slumps over, pressing her face into her messy clump of tails. her breath is trapped tight in her throat until she finally chokes on a violent sob crawling out in an unrecognizable sound.

she never should have allowed herself to fall asleep, not when they left things the way they had. she knew him. she knew him. she knew his tendencies, knew his habit of keeping himself up late into the night gnawing on every passing moment that went wrong. she should have expected his call. she should have been there to answer it.

ahri collapses further in her bed, falling onto her side and sinking into the well of the abyss, and unravels her legs. it'd only been a few hours. how could his number already be disconnected? like he'd never been there, erased out of existence with only his lingering voice crackling with the roar of thunder in her mind to remind her of what had been.

he doesn't hear her. there's no way for him to hear her, now, but she manages a scream through her sobs like it'd reach through the heavens and find him.

" you don't have to go anywhere, kayn . . . you— you didn't need to leave. " quieter, this time, like she was afraid of breaking down even more than she already is, " i— i needed you to stay. "

[agonizedembrace]

it’s something that’s planned ahead. and with each day that passes, the date draws closer and closer, and akali has to physically stop herself from vibrating with excitement, from being all over evelynn like an affectionate cat. but it’s in her expression. her smiles a touch brighter, her eyes twinkling with barely contained fondness and glee. of course she’s happy—who wouldn’t be happy about their girlfriend’s birthday?

“babe,” she hums in greeting as she presses a kiss to evelynn’s cheek, leaning over her shoulder from behind. they’re just about to settle down for the day, merely minutes before midnight. “had ahri give us a break for some time, ‘specially since we’ve been busy lately with all the photoshoots ‘n’ all. think i’m seeing dots in my vision still, actually!” the rapper laughs, wrapping her arms around her diva in a hug, swaying.

“and i know you hate all the bright stuff on you too, baby. people just don’t know when to quit.” a huff now, burying her face into the crook of evelynn’s neck. “would’ve kicked their asses too if you let me. bet ahri and bokkie would’ve had a fit, though. mostly ahri. we both know how she gets with us.” she smiles into evelynn’s skin, cheeky. the minutes continue to count down, akali all too aware of it.

“let’s go to bed, yeah? we can stay in all day later if you wanna.” there’s a barest hint of an invitation in there, but akali doesn’t give it too much emphasis. she wants to bring her closer to the bedside drawer. her hands have a mind of their own though, brushing against any exposed skin they can find. when she glances at the digital clock on the nightstand, she looks at it just in time to watch it turn to 12:00 AM. eve’s birthday. then she can’t contain herself anymore, laughing once more and shifting her position to kiss evelynn right on her lips.

“happy birthday, babygirl!” she cheers, pulling away with a grin. “i got you something!” the drawer is pulled open to reveal a large velvety box, ribbons holding it close with a card on top that reads:

to: the love of my life ❤️

“open it!” she says, grabbing the gift and giving it to her woman.

inside it would be a necklace—or rather, necklaces, magnetized together to form a heart, their names inscribed into it.

happy birthday eve!

evelynn's day wasn't mean to drag on so long.

first it's a meeting that lingers a few moments past, then it's robin calling her into his office for a chat regarding something. finally abel texts her, urgently requesting her presence at the farm. while really, she didn't want to go, putting it off to the next day seemed like a worse idea -- and akali seemed rather ... impatient?

no, that's not quite it.

her girlfriend's been rather warm. affectionate, even. it's endearing, and evelynn's rather appreciative after her day. she sits now at the edge of her bed, long sharp digits idly stroking her hair as akali begins to speak. though she offers a hums at first, she tilts her head in acknowledgement. " you know she means well, darling. " she coos, continuing to tend to her hair. " the photoshoots have been rather annoying, though. "

a soft moan rumbles from evelynn's throat as akali nuzzles closer. " you can't get ahri to change her mind about how to feed. trust me, i've tried. " there's a sigh too that the demon gives, hand shifting to scratch at the back of akali's head. she's no clue to the rather intense focus akali gives to the clock.

" all day, hm? " that, if nothing else, has caught evelynn's attention. she allows a laugh to escape from her lips, craning her neck to grant herself a better look. " careful, i might just hold you to that. "

akali's movements are sudden then, caught off guard by her laughter -- furthermore by the kiss brought to her lips. evelynn barely has time to recuperate it before the rapper draws herself away, and t he demon cannot help the lovestruck smile that grows upon seeing such excitement. it's not until the cheer greets her ears that she realizes what has akali such a way.

confusion takes hold for only a short moment, brows furrowing as she wonders how she let the date escape her. or perhaps, it's never truly her dare but rather something she's claimed for the sake of appearing well ... human. her mind stalls for a second before she catches up, standing in attempts to match the energy her girlfriend gives. " thank you, honey. "

though unsure at first, her smile now is grand, only growing upon reading the note on top of the gift. evelynn's quick to glance at akali, only obliging to her request after she speaks.

" darling really, i didn't need anything -- " her mouth opens ajar, eyes widening upon the sight of the necklaces. her hands then cradle the box, one index finger trailing the 24k gold and over the inscribes of their names. her lips part, unable to find words before she begins to put the box gently aside and takes akali's hands in her's.

" thank you. " and she means it, it's likely the most sincere thing she's said all day. " i love it -- and you. "

[girlfox]

how's Ahri's piercings and earrings placements like? I noticed she has a few earrings in her earsies, so I'm curious 🥺

i'll make this a headcanon post since i don't think i've ever written a full piece detailing all of ahri's piercings / jewelry, so thank you for prompting me to do so. ♡

ahri is a fairly ornamented individual! she loves the luxurious feel of wearing lots of shiny, pretty things━━ although it's not a constant, as it can be fairly distracting when you're on the hunt or otherwise traipsing through the woods. extensive jewelry i.e. multiple rings on her fingers, anklets, and earrings are generally reserved for general travel and nights out. also something to keep in mind is that this applies across au's! especially in modern: ahri will always be adorned with a cute pair of earrings, different every day.

ahri has multiple ear piercings, and is generally wearing small hoops and studs around her ears. these are accentuated by larger, more intricate earrings that can vary. many of these are stolen from her prey or obtained at various festivals she attends on her travels. as a general rule of thumb, the fox is not morally opposed to swiping pretty trinkets and jewels from those she hunts and adorning them herself; she's a bit of a crow in that regard . . . nothing will stop her from collecting aforementioned shiny, pretty things.

many of these more intricate earrings come in the shape of handmade flowers and other designs, and also include the signature bells and bows of her spirit blossom self. the rest of her jewelry will usually match whatever is in her ears, as well; whether that's rings of gold or silver or resin flowers, or chain or thread anklets.

[babs-babbles]

Dude your stuff is literally godly- the way you draw the KDA members is so good! You have any personal headcanons for them? :0

Thank you!! And yes get comfortable cuz I've got a good couple favorite hcs

- Ahri can grow a "winter coat" in her human form. Her tails and ear fur get thick and fluffy, and her hair grows much longer and thicker too, and lightens up in color. She also grows out fur on other parts of her body (spine, chest, legs and arms) and gets very sleepy around this time of year

- Kai'sa, Eve, and Ahri use glamour in public (ex: you don't see Ahri ears and tail or Eve's lasher's beyond the stage or pr, they just look human) ahrilynn taught Kai'sa how to use glamour when she joined the group

- Akali isn't completely human, she does have the slightest hint of dragon blood in her. She won't live forever per se but her life does extend beyond human years (she does not know this)

- Evelynn has a staring problem

- Akali and Kai'sa are the better cooks in the house, both growing up having to put together their own meals, they have good knowledge of how to throw together something flavorful

- speaking of cooking, Evelynn is the only one who doesn't need organic food for sustenance. Living in a mansion with three partners keeps her well fed, BUT she does whole heartedly eat Kai'sa's cooking. It's genuinely made with love and she can taste it in her food. This fact makes Eve very picky and critical to others who offer her food, and will always have a "Kai'sa could make this better" at ready, the statement makes Kai blush everytime

- I think it's a funny "what if" that Ahri doesn't wear black because she sheds and it'll be too noticable

- Kai'sa has mannerisms because of the void symbiote. She subconsciously mimics sounds (clicks, chirps ect)) this actually helps her with dancing. Kai can track beats to dance along to better than anyone), will freeze at fast movement and has an odd love for citrus/fruity drinks

- Akali and Kai'sa like to do yoga together in the early morning hours. It normally just turns into Akali falling asleep mid session and Kai'sa letter her rest in her room

!BONUS HCs FT SERAPHINE!

- Evelynn and Sera can see and read auras. Eve picked up on Sera's ability not too long after meeting her and taught Seraphine how to handle it if things get too overwhelming (the glasses)

- Sera has a sketchbook full of secret doodles of Ahri. Ahri knows. She will get Sera to share one day

- Kai'sa likes how much hair Sera has and yes, they do braid each other's hair and gossip while watching Glee

- everyone has their own nickname for Seraphine

Evelynn: starlight

Ahri: sweetheart

Kai'sa: little dreamer

Akali: princess

[shimmerbeasts]

Second part:

someone they love (Naafiri)

someone they admire (Ahri)

someone they’ve forgiven (Evelynn)

My muse talks about...||Accepting.

Their yellow eyes darkened as they looked at L. Naafiri had long stopped thinking about their life as a singular being. Back then they had loved, had they not? They could remember somebody, but the memory was so dull and vague that Naafiri could not even make out a face. Sneezing loudly, the main body pushed itself on strong legs. The other packmates released low, uncertain howls and barks, some even pawing at the ground restlessly. Naafiri ignored the sensation of discomfort and displeasure the other bodies were responding to.

Walking over towards L, the seven-foot-tall dune hound stared down at the asker. The pendant jingled against its ear. Somehow, the small, golden tooth-like object stung more than it usually did. Naafiri's tail lowered itself between the main body's legs and the other pack mates stopped their pawing. Instead, they too dropped on the ground, heads between their paws, ears flat against their heads.

Naafiri spoke: "When you Ascend, you are given a private servant. They function as a private chambermaid. They wash you, clean your armour, and they make sure you want for nothing. For many Ascended, this connection with these specific mortals is very deep and personal. It is supposed to remind us of whom we are serving. We are serving the well-being of Shurima. We are its greatest defenders. Mortals look to us for our guidance and protection, and nothing is supposed to symbolise that harder than our chambermaid."

Naafiri could feel themselves inspect their pendant again, now deliberately lingering in the bodies of the packmates to see the golden fang properly. The main body revealed: "My chambermaid was the daughter of a jeweller, a young priestess girl named Mert. She was a lovely girl, surprisingly intelligent and well-read but also very quiet. She was extremely dutiful and fulfilled her jobs to my fullest satisfaction. She was one of the only mortals, who was ever allowed to sharpen my daggers.

"Somehow we developed an affair with one another. Mert was my lover for many moons, all the while being my chambermaid. We naturally had to keep our relationship under hush as an Ascended probably was never supposed to fall in love with a mortal, much less a mere chambermaid." Naafiri raised her paw to touch her pendant. "Shortly before Mert died, she gave me this pendant as a gift to remember her by. I fastened it to my preferred dagger and now, it has been a part of this body ever since."

My muse talks about...||Accepting.

"Evelynn."

Ahri was softly balancing a ball of icy blue, magical energy with her blackened hands. Keeping herself hovering in mid-air, her nine tails forming a soft cushion of silver-white fur around her body, the fox Vastaya inspected a shadowy mirage of Evelynn resting on her lashes and using what seemed to be a stolen magenta file to clean and sharpen her nails. Her body was completely enveloped in shadow and even her horns were visible, jagged and pointy as they protruded from her head.

Ahri gave an adorable chuckle as she threw the ball up and caught it securely again while she explained: "I know this must be a strange thing to say, given how Evelynn behaves towards most people she meets. But I cannot help but admire her. Evelynn is way older than even me and that has to say something as I am equally older than most people I ever met. She knows a lot and she is an exceptionally skilled huntress. After all, she has targeted a lot of people and she has never been caught.

"Without Evelynn, my skills probably have never refined themselves as quickly as they did. Of course, we go after very different types of prey, even when we both target children. Still, our approaches are very different nonetheless. Plus Evelynn knows a lot about the world. I feel like she even might know what the Vesani are. Now if she weren't so coy with that information, that would be wonderful."

[luthorao3]

whump part 2 prompts, #7: “I can’t exactly help you if you won’t let me.” for ahri/evelynn

i want you to know i wrote about three different scenarios for this before i settled on this lmao, this is such a juicy line for these two!!! thank you!! <3

“What makes you think I need your help.”

It’s sharper than Evelynn intends for it to sound, but it achieves its goal immediately; Ahri pauses a foot away from her, hand still outstretched and hanging in the air between them, before she forces it back down to her side. Her eyes are the kind of hurt that Evelynn’s never been able to stand to see, so she turns her back on them and pretends to be busy clearing her vanity table.

Behind her, Ahri waits in silence.

It’s the kind of silence that presses in close against Evelynn’s back, tucks its chin over her shoulder, mouth against her ear. She can feel it breathing. It turns every hair up at the base of her neck with how hard she’s trying to ignore it.

Finally, quietly, Ahri speaks again.

“I know you don’t need it, Eve,” she says, still unmoving. Evelynn fiddles with a perfume bottle with focused interest. “That wasn’t why I offered it.”

“Then I don’t understand why you did.”

Evelynn turns in time to see Ahri’s expression change – see the anger distinguish itself from the hurt – and sets her jaw.

“Don’t you?”

There’s a look on Ahri’s face that Evelynn supposes she should recognise, something defiant and daring, but when she attempts to divine the intention beneath it, her stomach twists itself into knots. She’s spent too many years beneath a camera lens that it’s easy to scoff and pull on her poker face, dismiss Ahri with a flick of one hand, and step past her.

But Ahri does not let her get far.

Before Eve can process more than the hands that catch her by her upper arms, she’s being shoved backwards. Her body connects with the vanity in a rattle of clinking glass, all those perfume bottles clattering into each other, and Ahri crowds in close to her front, pinning her in place. Evelynn thinks she will kiss her, and prepares for it, but Ahri simply stares. Her hands have left Evelynn’s arms but have fixed themselves to her hips, like she means to hold her there, like Evelynn could not turn her body to liquid smoke and slip away as easily as the breath that leaves her lungs.

(She doesn’t.)

“Don’t you,” Ahri presses, “really?”

Evelynn wets her lips.

“Because I’ve been working very hard to make you see that I’m your friend.”

Humming, Evelynn calculates how little she would have to move for their noses to be touching. Takes note of Ahri’s grip around her hips. The bubblegum sweet of her lipgloss, close enough to taste. Maybe she’s just out of touch, maybe this is how friends react when you turn away their help, either way she is not asking for clarification.

“I wasn’t offering because I don’t think you can take care of it on your own,” Ahri continues, pressing closer into the space between them. “I offered because I could. Because I see how I can make your life the tiniest, slightest bit easier, and gods above, Eve, we both know you could use that much at least.”

There’s barely a gap between their bodies, now, barely space for Evelynn to drag her attention away from the way that Ahri has nestled herself so snugly between her legs, from the perfect honey of her eyes, from the fact that she still has not kissed her.

“And so the next time I offer to help,” Ahri says, “whether it’s to fix your hair, or pick up your laundry, or”— pressing a hand against Evelynn’s cheek —“to help you feed that insatiable appetite that’s threatening to destroy your career, what do you say?”

Evelynn does not realise how dry her mouth has turned until she tries to swallow.

Ahri’s hand is warm against her cheek. Inside her chest, her phantom heart beats faster than she’s ever allowed it.

“Yes.”

It’s conceding. It’s giving in. It’s giving herself over in a way that Evelynn would never— baring her throat, feeling hot breath against it just before the bite. It’s agony. It’s delirium. It’s perfection.

Ahri studies her expression knowingly and draws her thumb along her cheek, soothing, tender, far too soft.

“Thank you,” she says, then eases up.

Evelynn is still leaning against the wrecked vanity table when the door closes behind her.

Dazed, trembling, breathing hard.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

There is none of Evelynn’s usual bravado as she enters his office. Instead, she is uncharacteristically deflated; her head that hangs just slightly lower than normal, a certain pain that swells in her gaze. Even her moments are languid, crossing the room at what could be described as an agonizing pace.

And yet she still says nothing, fingers that twitch, ever tempted to claw the sleeves off her own arms. She all but falls into the chair that’s before Robin’s desk, a shell of the demon she’s so feared as.

Silence continues to hang on, hardly a filler for the space between them. A glimmer of something that briefly shines in her gaze, as she finally dares to look up at him. To show the puffiness that holds about, the red tint to her eyes, ever a contrast to the golden hues. Though lips part, it is silence once again that consumes the air.

A singular heavy breath, ever so shaky. Not so steady. Nothing like her.

“Do…” her voice trails off, frail. Emotional. “Do you doubt the … love I show others?”

═══ UNPROMPTED INTERACTIONS ═══ MODERN VERSE

"Good afternoon, Miss Evelynn! I take it you finally had a moment off-"

The tremble within her sigh catches his attention, holding it like a vice grip as his work suddenly becomes meaningless within the presence of someone he loves so deeply. Someone he cares for so intensely and who is upset. Pale brows stitched together as the words fluttered from her lips, a tone in which he has only heard a few times within his life - pained, emotional, vulnerable in a way he knows no one (except perhaps, Miss Akali) has seen. Robin watches her for a long moment, staring and taking in how small she seems, who had done this to her? Without thinking, or care of consequences, he stands up from his desk to be beside her, taking a knee before her as if she were some sort of diety.

"You saved my life. You gave me a home, a job, support, the ability to meet the person I love more than anything... You have always been there for me, and," his hands take both of hers, curling his fingers around her palms like a safety net, "You have never once betrayed or hurt me-- you're my family." Robin's wintry lashes fall low as he speaks, bringing her knuckles to his lips for a kiss that achoes nought but purity and innocence, a quiet love shared between them both. Plush lips pull from her knuckles while that verdant gaze lifts to meet hers, his expression holds no insecurity - no question for the words he's relaying.

"I know how difficult it is for you to love, how many walls you have and how desperately you try to stop people from climbing over them; because once they do, you'll love them for eternity." A smile, serene and blessed by the afternoon light trickling through his office window, the ray catches the larimar of his earring, twinkling.

"I have never once doubted the way you feel about me, Miss Akali, Miss Ahri and Miss Kai'sa. I love you, Miss Evelynn, and I know you love me, you never have to doubt that...and it will always be so."

[austincosplayswapmeet]

Table #1 (RESERVED)

✨genshin impact xiangling✨ It is homemade so it is not perfect but it is super cute and super well-made I love it unfortunately I am not into Genshin impact all that much anymore it comes with the dress her shorts her to arm sleeves the elbow guard her right upper wrist band her five and her wig and her a little sash the person who made it handmade everything we did get the 3-D props from someone else on Etsy and she painted them to make it look gold.

✨Deku jacket.✨I bought this on Amazon I think super comfy size M worn once for a causal cosplay to one of the my hero movies.

✨Bakugou jacket✨ my fiancé bought this on Amazon to match with me when we went to one of the my hero movies size M

✨Star Guardian Xayah Cosplay✨ Second Owner. Missing pieces, damaged a bit Size XS/S. Includes dress, cape, neck fur, wig, commissioned ears, gloves, diamond pieces. Doesn’t include the leggings or her props

✨KDA Bunny seraphine✨ size M/L comes with bunny outfit, tail, ears, choker, and her waist accessory

✨Voltron pidge helmet✨ it is handmade it lights up with different settings has a small battery pack.

✨Popstar Ahri✨ from league of legends Size S or a small M. It has been worn a few times at cons. Comes with shorts, sequin top, vest,top of jacket, and hat. I do have the wig it’s a bit tangled. Dokidoki brand. Doesn’t include the heart pendant.

✨Dollskill vampire cheerleader ✨costume size M brand new. A friend and I were going to wear them on Halloween but plans changed. It has been washed.

✨Grey Fullbuster✨ cosplay size M it has been worn many times. Comes with white top and purple jacket.

✨Mary Read White Rabbit✨ from Fate worn once to our local ren faire a few years ago. Size S/M comes with jacket, shorts, belt, hat, boot top pieces, and watch

✨Reverse Annie✨ S-L worn once in my room. Has buttons and Velcro. Definitely for someone short I am 5’ and it’s the the correct size.

✨KDA Ahri popstar Tail.✨ It’s bendable I have one worn it a couple times for photo shoots. It’s pretty big to be wary of shipping.

✨miss kobayashi's dragon maid Swimsuit✨ for Kanna size medium large

✨League of legends Café cutie Annie✨ cosplay size small it comes with the dress, white corset, her tights, her hair band bow, and her neck bow. she is missing her ears

✨Star Guardian Soraka✨ cosplay (partial) B:32in W:25in H:40in Handmade Includes: Choker, top, skirt(no stretch), ‘wings’, wig, stockings, gloves.

✨Anniversary Annie✨from league of legends includes:skirt, shirt, gloves, leg warmers and accessories.

✨Kuroko✨from kuroko no basket size XL I. Asian sizing never worn bought last year at an anime con.

✨D.va✨causal cosplay onesie worn once with shorts over it.

✨True Damage Qiyana✨jacket pretty comfy size S/M

✨Snow white✨shift from wrench it Ralf Ralf breaks the internet size S/M never worn bought for a meet up but didn’t end up going.

✨Misa✨from Death Note inspired top worn for a causal cosplay to Akon years ago but never worn again.

✨Ren Faire outfit✨ size S black top that has stretch to it and a purple skirt that’s long in the back and short in the front.

Wigs: Star Guardian Soraka (comes with cosplay) Star Guardian Xayah Pink medium length Kotori (lovelive) Nico (lovelive) Popstar Ahri (will be coming with cosplay) Long blonde/yellow

Props: Jason Todd crow bar Ahri tail KDA Akali props Viking shield Sasuke sword from Halloween store

Other: Dollskill size 8 knee high black combat boots Bakugou wallet Pokémon plush Ichimatsu hoppi Hand painted uchiha jacket Monster high skirt and top

Items may change between now and the event.

[umbane]

have you ever seen house cat drag around something the size of its own body, or larger? ahri, in her little little snow white form, is doing much the same, the scruff of her kill tightly gripped between her teeth. the largest rabbit she's ever seen, she thinks. she almost felt bad, but it lived a good life, and it'd go to good use. she drops her prize at kayn's feet and shakes her tail, ears all, eyes proud. "HI, KAYN! i brought a present!"

It's meditative, moving from stance to stance, swinging his scythe ub elegant arcs, over and over until he can perform each movement without thinking, until his body moves on its own and his mind is free to wander. Sweat drenches his skin as he turns this way and that, his braid following each movement faithfully. He has to be able to resort on instinct in battle, especially with a weapon as unwieldy as Rhaast, so Kayn is content to be out here until his muscles burn and his lungs can barely draw breath.

At least, that was the plan until an unfamiliar sound drags him from his focus. Kayn brings the scythe to rest, holding it near the blade and letting his arm hang, and turns towards the sound to see...

He grins as the fox approaches, crouching down as she arrives at his feet. "These are not easy to hunt," he says, accepting the rabbit and examining the clean kill. "Many of our acolytes would do well to learn from a hunter such as yourself." With his free hand, Kayn reaches out to rub encouragingly behind her ear. "If I cooked this for us, would you join me for a meal?"

[teeto-peteto]

Imagine Ahri spending so much time trying to find the right cloak. “Oh this is nice but it’s not my colour, will this cover my ears?” Does she just have a backpack full of cloaks? I hope so.

I imagine some cloaks not hiding her ears so it makes her look funny like she has two pointy things coming out of her head covered with the hood like Batman. Our girl is stylish but also practical. She's not leaving until she gets a cloak HER colour and that would cover her ears.

I think its also funny how she just also hides her tail? Like its already hard to hide 1 but 9? She just does it well but i imagine her dusting it off while Yasuo isnt looking cause it got dirty.

[snowball-doie]

first of all, good luck on yoru surgery dear!

i was thinking, okay reina isnt jaelous of jooha's dad situation... but aren't the other boys jaelous of jaehyun for becoming possesive to the point of making ahri pregnant with his bio child while the other just are on a limbo about paternity

Thank you !! 💚 (I’m somehow less worried about the surgery itself and more about the recovery/outcome… but also wtf im gonna say in front of my parents while high 😭 when I got my wisdom teeth out a couple of years ago, I didn’t say anything bad, I just started communicating in sign language and they don’t know ASL so they were confused asf 😭😭😭)

YES THE BOYS GET JEALOUS 110%. I briefly mentioned this in the dad!Jungwoo post— But after Jooha’s born, and time has passed, and it’s time to get back to sexy time, Jungwoo is the first to bring it up, that he wants a baby that’s his. And Ahri’s like *bonk* “Reyna and Jooha are your kids”. But nooooo he wants a kid that he knows is his, like Jae got. But he’s also not going to push it. BUT ALSO- ….Ahri can’t stop thinking about it………. Another kid. (It’s baby fever galore but she can’t recognize it while she’s in the thick of it)

Johnny’s caught off guard when Ahri initiates sex with him one night. He’s been trying to be gentle and keep away from touching her because she’s still healing somewhat, and he’d rather she rest than push herself too hard. Even though the doctors say she’s fine to have sex again and she’s more than ready, Johnny’s hesitant. While she’s on top of him, cold hands wandering under his sleep shirt, kisses trailing all over his face and neck, Johnny finds himself enjoying it. He’s missed touching Ahri. Missed having her touch him. Recently, he got to let off some steam when Doyoung visited from the military, and Johnny can’t remember the last time sex felt so good. Truly. But with Ahri, his head is spinning, and he’s on the verge of cracking. “I want another baby,” she whispers to him. Johnny’s knocked out of his trance in an instant. “I want one with you,” she continues. He sits up slightly, “What?” “I really want another one, J! Please!” He doesn’t get it. She can’t just go around popping kids out every few months, what’s gotten into her? What? Why not? She wants more, so what’s the problem? They have a big house and plenty of parents to look after some more kids…… Why not? Why’s he being weird? “I thought we agreed Reyna and Jooha are enough,” he argues. “Yeah………. But I want one with you…” “Reyna and Jooha are mine.” “You know what I mean.” “No, I don’t.” And he’s already shuffling out of bed. “J, I was thinking about it, and I just want a few more….. One with you, one with Hyuck, and maybe one with Tae.” Johnny nearly faints, “Jesus, Ahr, we’d out numbered.” Ahri chuckles, “Wouldn’t it be fun, though?” “We don’t need more kids, especially not with two little ones already running around.”

So. Johnnys not jealous. Nope. But jungwoo’s still on his thing about wanting a kid of his own before enlisting�� And Hyuck’s got half a mind about it too. Taeyong coming back from the military means it’s always a fuck-fest in the house with various people, but a common theme seems to be wanting to fill Ahri up now. Even Mark is getting a bit needy, whispering things in her ear while balls-deep about how he wants to be the next one to knock her up (completely unaware of the fact HE ALREADY DID)………

Johnny and Yuta have to put a ban on unprotected sex ‘til they all calm tf down. If they’re getting baby fever that bad, go hold the puking baby and remind themselves THEY DONT NEED MORE! If they’re thinking about all the blissful months of watching Ahri show more and more, JUST REMEMBER THE PAIN OF DELIVERING THE DAMN THINGS! Someone pass Johnny and Yuta a cigarette, they fucking need it, good LAWD. “If any of you get her pregnant again, you’re sleeping on the couch all nine months of it, and you’re changing every damn diaper by yourself. capiche?” Yeah, that’ll knock the baby fever right out of anyone— Hell, even the way Johnny said it with so much anger made Mark see God pfftttt. They just wanted to have a few more kids…… There isn’t any harm in that! All Jae had to say was “I want another one” and Ahri made it happen… Feels unfair they can’t have the same treatment…. “Puking baby,” Johnny says, pointing to Jooha who’s fussing in Yuta’s arms. “Demon child,” he points to Reyna who’s running around the living room in a princess costume, wielding a plastic pirate sword. “No more.” “OKAY but that’s his fault,” Jungwoo argues, pointing at Reyna then pinning the blame on Yuta. Johnny rolls his eyes, “No. More.” …sir, yes, sir….. 😔

[heartate]

@umbane sent : He strokes the fox's fur absently, still blissfully ignorant of her true identity. "Master Zed says I have to stay behind this time, because he doesn't trust me in battle until I've gotten more control over Rhaast. He says it makes me unpredictable." Her fur is so soft — perfect for his restless hands as he tries to keep himself still. "But I hate staying here knowing others are at risk."

eyes shut, something of a smile — well, as close as it could come to being one, in her current state — rests upon her face as kayn's fingers run back and forth between the soft fibers of her fur. she is so small, a petite little creature no larger than a small dog or a child's stuffed animal, and ahri plays the part of it so well. all for the long con, unfortunately for kayn. even so, even if this is all a scheme for the sake of her own laughter, over the months she's come to known him ( or has it been past a year yet? ), ahri has come to enjoy, and look forward to, his companionship.

a part of her begins to feel only slightly guilty when kayn confides in her the way he does, but, it's not as though she has ill intentions, right? though, she can't help but wonder if he would feel deceived, once he finds out, and it fills her stomach with a sharp pang. for a moment, ahri's ears flatten against her head. her eyes are almost sorrowful, but they brighten just as quick as they had dimmed. ahri reassuringly presses her fur - covered head into kayn's palm, almost as though she's telling him to not worry so much.

" don't beat yourself up too much, " ahri insists, this time pressing her cold nose to his skin. " i don't think it reflects onto you, or a lack of trust in you. it's rhaast he doesn't trust. and i think you're great. " she stops into a pause for a moment, this time blinking up at kayn's face. " besides, think of it this way! you're here keeping your home safe. what if someone tries something sneaky and comes by? you're here to stop them! and i'll bite someone's ankles, too! "

[girlfox]

kuro is familiar with pain. it doesn't get much easier with time, but he knows what to expect, what to prepare for. ahri is perhaps the best thing that's happened to him since he was cursed. since his 'god' stole death from him. she's beautiful, and clever, and a light in his life-- teeth and claws and hunger included. all of it. and he knows that even without his immortality, he would not hate her for her nature. it is what she is, a creature, wild, and enigmatic. he loves her he thinks. he loves her so much, yes that's what it is.

" i'm okay. " his voice is wet and rough, but he's breathing. the blood remains but his wounds are already gone. " i'm okay, see? i told you once before i could not die, didn't i? " his hand as found hers, slippery fingers tangling together. despite the apparent horror, this feels right. " i'm not mad-- " pushing himself up, just enough that he is just a little closer. " i promise. it's okay. "

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄? her breath is raspy, scratching from her throat and slick with the tang of copper. it heaves from her chest, up and down, in time with the rapid beating of a drumbeat heart. what have you done, sweet creature? hadn't you promised long ago not to let yourself slip into the darkest depths of yourself, swallowed whole like a dark lagoon, tinged with moss and dead fish, bottomless, bottomless— when ahri's vision unblurs itself, she sucks in a sharp and loud intake of breath, as if she'd just awoken from a bad dream.

her hands are shaking, violently. she forces her gaze down to them, but it feels like turning her head through a thick sludge, each movement screaming against her: don't look. they're saturated in dark red up to her elbows and her knuckles are bone white as fingers clasp the fabric of his torn shirt. " kuro ... " she whimpers out, voice barely above a weak, trembling whisper. a frail noise drags out of her, on the verge of a wail, and unleashes her grip, moving the heels of her palms to visage in a fruitless attempt to wipe away the copious amounts of blood. it only smears further, compounded by the thick wash of it on her face and throat.

tears sting at her eyes. " i ... i didn't mean to, i thought i— i could ... i'm a monster, " the taste of his flesh brands itself into the fox's tongue and she knows she'll never be able to remiss the memory of it. it'll haunt her, ahri thinks, until the day she dies; and how far away that day is, and how long she'll be burdened by the taste. it's deserved.

kuro's fingers entwine with hers, but she doesn't return his weak hold on her. she can't. ahri's body is revolting against itself, shaking with the sinking realization that she'd just lost herself to her urges once again and tried to eat him, kill him. what if he was capable of death? what if he couldn't simply undo the damage she'd done? he tries to soothe her, but it falls on deaf ears. the fear and anxiety is crushing her to her core.

" it's not okay, " ahri squeaks out. " i would have killed you, " her voice is trembling with desperation. it fights to be understood that she is dangerous, that she is not worth the pain and the maiming. " i'm— i— i'm sorry, i'm so sorry, kuro. you have to leave me, you— you can't stay. " her sentiment echoes an ancient memory: that he must leave, because despite herself, she cannot bear to be the one to give him up. she's a prowling beast in sheep's clothing, waiting for the day it remembers it has teeth, and he's the sacrificial lamb.

finally, her mouth curls into an unrepressed scowl, and ahri leans forward, releasing his hand and instead wrapping her arms around him. she realizes her hair is knotted and matted and wet with blood as it catches between them. it smells divine, and the very thought revolts her. big, ugly tears spill down her face and the fox tremors against him, burying her head into the space between his neck and shoulders— ahri wonders if she would have torn into the softness of his flesh here, too, if she were to lose control again. despicable thing.

her words come out muffled and broken, " please, go. i don't want to hurt you again, " the dichotomy of her pleading words and her arms around him are ironic at best, but she's always been a bundle of conflictions. but what is one to do when their heart and their instinct are in direct opposition of one another? she thinks he smells like the soil on a dewy morning underneath the blood, and it makes her chest pang, because she's never quite intertwined home with another person like this.