andromedathefairy

[andromedathefairy]

Thank you for all the ran content! You're the best ! I was wondering if it's not too much to ask if we could please get a fic about ran and the reader's first date . First date jitters and both people trying their hardest to impress each other! Thanks again! Keep up all the great writing!

Hey anon!

Thank you! :3

You have no idea how I started to laugh when I read your request, because I was actually planning on writing a first date with Ran x reader. I had many ideas for this, so it became a little longer than I initially wanted it to. Hope you don’t mind. ;)

Sometimes when you lose, you win

ran x reader fluff(?), little cocky!ran, little cocky!reader Summary: After losing a bet reader goes on a first date with Ran. The date takes a horrible turn as they both trying to impress the other, but reader tries something to make things right. word count: 3,1k sorry, not proofread.

You were standing in your small closet, trying to decide what to wear for your date. You tried on so many variations of dresses, trousers, pants, skirts and blouses. None of them seemed fit. You just got an address where you would meet with Ran, but you had never been on that side of the city, so you had no idea what to expect. A bar? A restaurant? A nightclub? So many possibilities, and you had to find the perfect dress for your date. The fact that you were nervous as hell didn’t help either. For Janna’s sake, this would be your first date with Ran, and you wanted everything to go smoothly at least. Your palms started to sweat as you stood idly.

In the meantime, unbeknownst to you, on the other side of the city Ran was preparing for your first date just as, if not more nervously as you. However, unlike you, they were already dressed. Ran chose a simple black shirt, the one that was the least wrinkled. They always thought ironing anything is useless, why bother if the first time you sit down it will be creased anyway. Instead, they spent that time doing their hair and fixing their makeup. Ran didn’t necessarily think they were the most good-looking person in Zaun, they knew they had a unique look, however, they knew exactly what effect their full lips had on the ladies. Well, sometimes their lips had the same effect on men too, but they never cared about them. Because of this, they always made sure they applied black lipstick, so their lips would always get the attention they deserve.

As the time ran out, you quickly had to choose an outfit. You ended up with black skort, and you combined that with a light buttoned blouse with a faded flower pattern. Luckily you did your hair before you started to dress up, you braided your hair and left out some hair on each side of your face. You looked into the mirror one last time, your looked good, but… there was one question remaining. Should you unbutton one more button and show more cleavage than you usually did or just leave your blouse the way it always it. After some consideration you boldly undid one more button.

Obviously you arried at the given address a few minutes late, Ran was already there, waiting for you, one hand behind their back.

“Ran, hello! Sorry, for being late.” you told them with a big smile. Ran steal a glance at your cleavage as you closed in, but they quickly moved their gaze before they would turn red from the sight of your boobs.

“’ey! You look amazing!” they said with a smirk. Their eyes started to shine as they looked at you. Originally, Ran wanted to tell you, you looked breathtaking, but they didn’t want to seem desperate, they wanted to look cool.

“I brought something for you.” they continued as they showed you what they were hiding behind their back. Ran held a small hairpin in their hand. The top of the hairpin was covered in three small, but colorful flowers. You stepped closer to take a better look at the flowers when you finally realized something.

“Oh my Janna! Ran, are those real?” you asked them with shock in your voice. Flowers didn’t come easily in Zaun, and if you were able to buy some, they were expensive.

“Yes.” Ran nodded with a weak smile. You were sure that the flowers cost more than your weekly wage. You were at a loss for words. Nobody ever bought you anything so beautiful and expensive before.

“Ran, it’s beautiful!” you said after you recovered from the initial shock.

“Shall I?” Ran asked with a surprisingly soft voice. You nodded, so they reached out and placed the pin in your hair, behind your left ear. “It looks good on you.” they said as they pulled back to admire you with the pin in your hair.

You gathered all your courage and kissed their cheeks: “Thanks.” you said with a tiny voice.  You watched and smiled as Ran’s cheeks slowly turned red. They froze, they were unable to move, they just stared at your face, at your smile. Ran needed a few seconds to regain control over their body, then they just cleaned their throat, and they tried to act natural, but they were a mess inside. They really wanted you to like them. They watched you so many times from the pool tables at The Last Drop as you walked in to meet your friends. They fancied the way you carried yourself, your smile, how you always had a kind word for everyone in the bar, even the worst of the worst. But you also didn’t shy away to fool around with the others or defend yourself and your friends if needed.

And one fine day you ended up fooling around Ran, teasing them how bad they are at pool, and how you would absolutely demolish them. You played match after match, until you ended up with 3-3 wins, so Ran betted with a date, should you lost, you would need to go on a date with them. That last match was close, but in the end Ran triumphed. And here you were, a few days later with small flowers in your hair, smiling at Ran’s red cheeks.

“Shall we?” Ran asked with a quavering voice as they pointed at the door.

“Where are we exactly?” you asked with unconcealed curiosity in your voice.

“Sorry, a restaurant.” Ran replied quietly. “The owner lived in Piltover for a few years. They say the food is amazing.”

“Have you eaten here before?” you asked as you moved closer. You were so eager to hook on Ran’s arm, but you chickened out. You took a quick look at Ran’s lips as they licked their mouth.

“No.” they confessed. What they didn’t add is the fact that they never fancied these delicate cuisines they usually served at places like this. They get used to living off fresh fish from the harbor and whatever horrible, tasteless vegetables and fruits they could buy.

Ran led you to the restaurant, and in a few minutes, you were already reading the menu at a table beside the windows which looked directly at the river, and beyond that, Piltover, with their lights already on, radiating bright lights which clashed with Zaun’s neon colors above the water. You loved the sight of the dancing colors on the surface of the river, as a kid you always thought these lights were pixies and sometimes you still hoped for that.

As you brought your thoughts back from the river and the pixies you noticed that the table was shaking. Ran jiggled their legs and made the table move. Before you could have said anything to them the waitress arrived and got your orders.

You babbled about the view, the light and the imaginary pixies while you were waiting for the food. Ran shared a story about their first job with Silco’s gang, where they badly had their ass handed to themselves. Regardless, Ran quickly rose through the ranks. At the end of their story Ran became more and more quieter and even refused to look at you. They still jiggled their legs rapidly and played with their hands, or the edge of the tablecloth.

When the food arrived both of you were staring at your plates. It was the smallest portion of the food you ever saw in your life, even though you grew up being poor. You tried to initiate small talk and tried to tell Ran more stories, but they were just unresponsive. They just started at their plate without even touching it, while you absolutely demolish yours. The food was okay, but the chef used more spice than you would have preferred.

As you were technically talking to yourself you started to feel small and stupid. You felt that Ran didn’t even care about you. You even tried smoothly pushing your boobs together, and flash your cleavage a little bit, but it seemed like Ran didn’t even give a flying fuck. You concluded that leaving your apartment tonight was a bad idea. Maybe Ran hoped you wouldn’t come?

The little devil on your shoulder pushed you, and tried to convince you Ran was just fooling around with that bet, they weren’t even interested in you. Maybe they just wanted to laugh in your face, make fun of you for thinking you had a chance with them.

As the knot grew in your throat you nervously tried to tuck your loose hair behind your ear, and you touched the pin with the flowers Ran gave you. No one in Zaun would spend so much money on flowers just to pull your leg. You looked at Ran again, paying more attention to them. They didn’t look uninterested, they looked nervous, out of their depth, uncomfortable.

“Hey Ran!” you said in hopes Ran would look up, but they just slightly lifted their head, but still didn’t meet your eyes. “What if we would just leave?”

Ran quickly raised their head and they looked like somebody just slapped them. “You already wanna go home?” they asked with terror in their voice.

“No.” you said with a weak laughter. “I was thinking going to Jericho’s to eat some proper food?”

Ran’s face lit up when they understood what you wanted, and they quietly nodded and quickly threw some coins onto the table that would cover your orders.

“I’m paying at Jericho’s.” you said when you were already in the streets.

“No!” Ran protested. “I invited you.”

“I’m quite capable of taking care of myself, and paying for our food too, you know.” you said with a playful but also a little serious tone.

Ran smirked at you, then they looked worried. “Look, I’m sorry. I wanted to impress you with this place but…” they started their confession, but you interrupted them.

“Yeah, I tried to do that too. I mean, look at my cleavage.” you pointed at your chest. “Everything is out. And I really mean everything. Maybe I should just cover them up.” you finished as you reached for the bottom of your blouse.

“NO!” Ran cried out as they gently grabbed your wrist. “Please?” they continued with a smirk.

“Oh, I thought… you are not interested.” you said confused. Ran let go of your wrist.

“Hey, I’m a simple person. I see boobs, I’m happy.” Ran said with a huge grin.

“Oooohhh. Well then, enjoy, I guess?” you smiled and then you took a few steps forward. You turned back, and reached out with your hand towards Ran. Ran grabbed your hand, and your fingers intertwined.

You walked hand in hand on the streets.

“You know, I feel kinda lucky, that I won that last round of pool.” Ran admitted as they carefully squeezed your palm with theirs.

“Luck had nothing to do with that, Ran.” you replied with a smirk on your face. Ran stopped at the middle of the streets and pulled you back.

“Did you…?” they asked with a frown. “Did you let me win?”

“Mayhap?” you told them with a playful tone. You saw the shock in their eyes.

“You wouldn’t!” Ran stammered. You just shrugged your shoulders. “I demand a rematch! We are going to The Last Drop after Jericho’s!” they told you with determination in their eyes.

“Oh, did I steal your thunder?” you asked as you stick out your tongue.

“Careful!” Ran warned you with a laugh. They pulled you closer, your noses touched, you were waiting for a kiss, Ran brushed their lips to yours, but they slowly backed out. You screamed inside. Ran watched you with a mocking smile as you tried to maintain a composed look. They feasted in your sight.

“You fucker.” you said inaudibly.

“Mmmm, maybe next time, don’t let me win.” Ran winked at you.

At Jericho’s you ordered different dishes, and as you looked at each other, without hesitation you split the dishes in half and swapped half of the plates. The food was amazing as it was always at Jericho’s. While you were eating, Ran told you a story about their childhood, how amazed they were when they saw a meadow full of flowers for the first time in their life when they took a trip with their parents and siblings many years ago. They never seen anything so beautiful as those small flowers which came in many colors. They really hoped one day Zaun would bloom again in figurative and literal sense too.

“I had no idea you are a tiiiiny little bit sentimental.” you joked when they finished their story.

“Don’t tell anyone. It would ruin my reputation.” Ran laughed as they nudged you with their shoulders.

“I won’t tell a soul.” you promised with a heartfelt laugh.

As you finished your meals you headed to The Last Drop to decide who was a better pool player. Ran couldn’t let this slip, and you were pondering whether to let them win again, or not. You loved to see their cocky smile as they demolished their opponents, but in this case, you were the opponent, and as everyone in Zaun you also hated to lose. And of course, there was that almost kiss, the teasing. Eventually, you decided to annihilate them.

You agreed to the best of three games. You knew it was risky, because it was just three rounds of games, but you let Ran win the first round. And there was it, their cocky smiled you silently adored every night when you were at The Last Drop. Ran gave a little theatrical bow with the pool cue in their hands.

“I only need one more win.” they teased you.

“And I only need two wins.” you said with a soft voice as you brushed their cheeks. Ran visibly froze in place. “You said not to let you win.” You chuckled as you delighted in their stunned face. Ran was staring at you with disbelief. They really found their match.

This time you didn’t play around, you gave your all and won the match in 20 minutes. Ran just shook their head with an uneasy smile.

“What’s wrong?” you asked with an innocent face. “You only need to win one game! Cheer up!”

“You!” Ran cried out as they pressed you against the pool table. Their face was just millimeters away from yours.

“Yeah?” you batted your eyelids. Ran didn’t move so it was your time to act. You brushed your lips against the tip of their nose, then you stealthily stuck your tongue out and licked their nose where your lips touched their skin. Once again, a crimson tint spread over Ran’s cheeks.

“Wha…”  they started but they had to stop and take a deep breath. “What are we betting on?”

“How about, whoever loses is paying for everything on our next date.” you said. You really wanted a second date, but you had no idea how badly it would affect Ran if they loose to you, so you didn’t want to gamble with a possible second date.

“Then we have to set a date for your payday, because you are going down!” Ran replied with all their might, but they had a feeling this was not a bet they would win.

Your last match was long, you both gave your best. It even became a spectacle in The Last Drop, as you played and teased each other, even Sevika peeked at you two from time to time while she destroyed her opponents in poker.

In the end, you came out triumphant. Ran stared at you with disbelief.

“Hey, I won fair and square.” you said to Ran with open arms.

“You really let me win the last time, huh?” they asked with a sad look on their face as they walked up to you.

“Yea’, sorry about that.” you looked at them with remorseful expression.

“But that also means…” they started as they pulled you closer, their breasts brushed against yours. Your cheeks were burning. “That you really wanted to go on a date with me, right?” they continued with a smirk. Their spirit was unbreakable even in the face of defeat.

You opened your mouth, but no sound came out.

“What, kitty took your tongue after your big win?” Ran asked with a cocky smile. You wanted to give them a comeback which involved a recommendation where Ran should put their tongue – preferably your kitty -, but instead you donned a quirky smile.

Ran cupped your face and pulled you closer. Your noses touched again, and Ran brushed their full lips against yours so slowly and delicately your knees started to tremble a little. You vowed if they pull away again you would scream into their face. But you didn’t need to. They finally kissed you, as softly as they teased you. You grabbed their hips so vehemently they gasped onto your lips.

“Sorry!” you said apologetically as they pulled away, but you didn’t soften your grip. You had no intention of letting them go. Ran just smiled as they leant in for an another kiss, but this time neither of you held back. Your heart started to beat faster as Ran softly licked your lower lip before their tongue found its way between your lips. You could still taste the cherry beer on their tongue you both were drinking.

As you slowly backed away both of you started to giggle.

“Ouch, sorry! You are covered in black lipstick.” Ran said as they pulled out a tissue from their pockets.

“I don’t give a fuck!” you laughed with a relief.

As horribly your date started you had so much fun that night. You played a few more rounds of pool with Ran, but neither of you cared anymore who would win. However, because of a bet Ran ended up with your hairpin in their hair. They looked cute with the hairpin, but you didn’t want to demolish their self-respect by saying that out loud. After the bar started to empty up Ran and Sevika tried to teach you how to play poker and how to cheat inconspicuously. At the end of the night, you were covered with black lipstick stains.

As the sun slowly rose up beyond Zaun you were walking hand in hand in the already crowded streets of Zaun, as Ran decided to accompany you on your way home. On the way Ran told you how Sevika absolutely humiliated them in arm-wrestling the first time they met. Ran was already cocky at that time, but Sevika was more than they could chew, even back then.

When you reached your apartment Ran ceremoniously gave back your hairpin and kissed you goodbye. As you undressed in your bedroom you realized that even though you lost a bet, you gained so much more in return.

[andromedathefairy]

I love your ran x reader oneee. Can you do ranvika x reader or another ran x reader? It could be fluff or smut, I trust your writingsss. Hehe. Only if you want to, btw. Thank youuuuu!

Hey anon!

Thank you! :3

I wrote a ran x reader fluff for you, because a longer ranvika x reader fic is WIP currently, but I still need time to finish it.

I hope you gonna like this!

Their heartbeat

ran x reader angst, fluff, jealousy Summary: Reader gets jealous, and reader is way too scared tell this to Ran. word count:  1,5k sorry, not proofread.

You silently walked beside Ran on the way home. Even though they weren’t really the chatty type, they tried to cheer you up with jokes, but you remained adamant. You walked beside them with a sour face, and you either walked in front of them or behind them. You even pushed Ran's hand away as they reached out to hold your hands. Ran was shocked by your behaviour, but they let it slip, they thought you were only in this mood because of work.

When you two arrived home you even refused to take a shower with them, Ran realized this is not your usual i-had-a-bad-day behaviour. However hard Ran tried with their sad puppy face, you just turned your back on them.

After Ran came out of the bathroom you hopped in the shower. You tried to shower in cold water in hopes it would calm you. You were boiling inside, and you really felt shitty treating Ran like this, because it was technically not their fault, but something in your brain made you believe it was their fault regardless of everything. You had no idea what to do, how to calm yourself, or what to say to them. You also knew that the minute you would get out of the shower Ran would demand answers, as they had every right to do so.

When you came out of the bathroom Ran was waiting for you in the living room. Their face was calm as they were sitting on the couch, but their body was stiff. As you passed by, they held their hands out again to hold you, but you pushed their hands away. "That's enough!" they cried out as they stood up. "T'fuck is going on?"

 You turned to Ran surprised. "Nothing." you said the convenient lie. It slipped out as easily as the leaves fall during autumn.

 "Fuck is going on?" Ran repeated relentlessly with a cold voice. They knew you were annoyed, they just couldn't tell what was eating you alive. "And don’t you dare to say nothing again." they warned you.

"It's nothing, really." you said, not because you wanted to lie again, but because you knew you shouldn't be this pissed off by something you agreed to. "It's just..." you continued but your words left you. You leant against the wall with crossed arms.

"What?" Ran asked suspiciously. You could see on their face that they were mad, but they didn’t raise their voice. You were so grateful that no matter what kind of argument you two had they never yelled at you. They always tried to settle things in a civilized manner, which surprised you at first, because in The Last Drop they always let out their voice and they did out-yell everyone.

“I just… I don’t even know why... but…” you stuttered. Your eyes filled up with tears.

“Babe, talk to me!” Ran pressed you with a soft voice as they closed the distance between you two. They couldn’t decide whether they are more mad or worried because of your behaviour. They raised their hands to soothe you, but they stopped in the middle of their movement. You did push their hands away two times already, they didn’t want to test your limits, not now, not in this situation.

You took a big breath and wiped your tears away. Your whole body was shaking. You had no idea how Ran would react to what you were just about to say, and while all your worst ideas seemed impossible (Ran yelling at you with all their might or breaking up with you on the spot), you were not used to speaking up your mind in a relationship. You were not used to your partner paying attention to what you had to say.

But Ran was not like that. You looked at their face, which showed only worry. They would always listen, and even if you two not agreed on something, you had a conversation about it and always found the middle ground.

“Look, I had a hella good time today at the bar.” you started while playing with your hands. You were staring at Ran’s feet. The nail polish on their toes was chipped. “But when I went to play poker with the others, and you stayed to play pool… and… and…” you started to stutter again.

“’st take your time, babygirl. Big breath.” Ran said as they stared at you while feeling helpless. They raised their hand again, Ran moved them beside your arms, but still didn’t dare to touch you.

You listened to them and took big breaths. In and out. In and out. In and a long out.

“So, you stayed, and then those chicks walked up to you, and they just started to flirt with you so shamelessly, and you flirted back… and… “ you gulped. You felt like an idiot. “And I know I have no fucking right to be pissed at you, because I told you I don’t mind if you are flirting with others as long as you don’t kiss or fuck them, but today it just… drove me crazy, okay?” You said as quickly as your mouth was able to form words.

You looked up to Ran scared, waiting for them to explode, there were so many emotions on their face. Anger, surprise, happiness, disbelief, confusion, everchanging. You were terrified as of which feeling would take them over in the end.

There was a lot of going on in Ran’s head. They were surprised when the beginning of your relationship you stated that you wouldn’t mind if they would flirt with others. They found it weird because you told them how horribly you were treated in your previous relationships, that also includes that your previous partner cheated on you. Ran also stated that they wouldn’t want you to flirt with anyone. However, they always trusted and encouraged you to speak up your mind. Although Ran wasn’t the most talkative person, they believed that communication is one of the cornerstones of any relationship. The emotion-storm that has been raging inside Ran started to calm down.

You just stood there staring at Ran’s face for minutes that felt like hours. The knot in your throat just grew bigger and bigger with every passing second.

Then suddenly Ran just shook their head, and they slowly leant forward, giving you every opportunity to pull away if you want to. But you didn’t pull away, therefore Ran kissed you so softly and slowly as they did for the first time. Almost as they were scared that you would shatter or disappear like an illusion.

“All this huffling and puffing because you are jealous?” Ran asked as they nudged you with their nose. They ran their hands through your hair.

“I’m so sorry, I know I said I don’t mind, but...” you apologized but Ran just hushed you.

“It’s okay.” they said quietly with a smile. “No more flirting.”

“That’s it?” you asked surprised as you pulled your head back. You nervously played with the edge of their shirt.

“Yes.” they laughed. “What did you expect? A huge fight with one of us storming out in the end?”

“Yea’, kinda?” you replied while blushing. “I thought you will be mad at me.”

“You idiot.” they laughed again while they pulled you into a hug. “You are just settin’ boundaries.” Ran continued as they traced your jawline with their hand. “I’m only pissed ‘cause you didn’t say this earlier, and we could’ve had a nice shower sex.”

“Yea’, your life is horrible.” you replied with a sarcastic undertone.

“Nah, I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world. I’m good.”

“Ohh, we got a smooth talker here.” you said with a small laugh, but your cheeks were burning. You were not shaking anymore, but your body was still tense from the stress.

Ran just smiled as they slowly pulled you with themselves to the couch into a cuddle. You did this many times, your legs intertwined in seconds as you lay on their chest. Ran’s flash hand softly stroked your face, as their metal hand found its way to your waist.  The cold metal almost burnt your skin as Ran’s fingers touched your sensitive skin, and from time to time they squeezed your waist carefully.

You unbuttoned their shirt just enough so you could lay on their skin, directly above their heart. Hearing their heart always calmed you down. Ran always danced between life and death because of their job, so you were always over the moon when you heard that their heart is still beating. You spent way too much time in dirty waiting rooms while the doctors tried their best to keep your partner alive.

From time-to-time Ran peppered your hair and face with kisses, and in reply you kissed their hands, and their chest again and again. You had no idea how long the two of you have been cuddling on the couch. You didn’t even care. You were exactly where you wanted to be - in the arms of your love. You didn’t even needed words. You knew, you were really the only one that mattered to them.

[andromedathefairy]

Be quiet!

ran x reader fighting, blood, kissing, fingering, implied threesome not proofread word count: 2492 Summary: Ran is horny after they win a bet, and they pull you to the restroom to have a quick one.

You loved Friday nights at The Last Drop. The rhythm of the music, all the people dancing around, the neon lights, Thieram’s cocktails, Sevika’s hearty laughs as she demolished the guys in poker and finally, and most importantly, your amazing partner, Ran playing pool. You loved to watch them as they bent over the table to make their move. You always had to fight the urge to just waltz there and smash their booty. But they were concentrating, you were dabbling with others, so you couldn’t overhear what was going on, but you saw on Ran’s face that they were losing the match.

Ran’s opponent - a huge guy you always seen on the lanes -, already felt the win in his pocket. He was smiling and talking to Ran, who seemed to be more and more stressed. You couldn’t pay attention to the talking at your table, you tried to read the huge guy’s lips.

“… lose…. your girl … mine” this was all you could read from the guy’s lips, and in an instant, you stood up. You got mad because this was not the first time Ran was playing “Betting my girlfriend in pool”, and this was also not the first time they almost lost you because of a fucked-up bet. If they would ever lose the game while they were betting with you, you would beat the shit out of Ran beside obviously breaking up with them.

You walked to Ran and the guy was already smiling at you when he spotted you as you tried to fight your way through the crowd.

“Hey beautiful” he said with a horny smile on his face. “I hope you ready to take my big guy.” he continued as he pointed at his crotch.

You tried to ignore him, otherwise you would’ve started to gag. Ran didn’t even dare to look at you, they were walking around the pool, trying to figure out their next move. You looked at the balls’ placement at the table and you realized Ran was not losing the game. The guy was just an idiot and fell for Ran’s play. Now you had to fight a giggle, but instead you grabbed Ran’s wrist.

“I hope it’s a good bet, if you are willing to risk our relationship because of this.” you said aggrieved, playing along with Ran.

“It was a good idea.” Ran said while they still avoided your gaze. “But now…? I’m not so sure.” they finished with a big gulp.

“Come on, freak! Hurry to fuck up, I want your girl’s pussy already.” said the guy. Ran’s face twitched, and you clenched your fist. You wished that he wouldn’t take defeat easily. You wanted to beat him. Ran looked at your face, and you just nodded at them.

That was what it took. Ran easily put the last balls into the holes and won the game. The guy’s smile froze to his face.

“Fucking faggots!” he started to yell as he darted at Ran. You were faster. You bashed the guy’s face into the table.

“That’s for calling Ran a freak.” you said to him with your sweetest voice.

As he stood up you saw that his nose broke, blood was streaming down his face. He screamed and you realized he also lost one of his front teeth. With mad rage he grabbed your wrist, but this time Ran was faster, they kicked his knee, making him spread on the ground.

“Pay up, faggot!” said Ran with a cold voice.

“I will kill both of you! I will gut you two like pigs!” he yelled while he spat blood to the ground.

“ENOUGH!” you heard a deep voice behind your back. Even the music stopped in The Last Drop. Every face at the bar turned at your direction.

“Enough!” Sevika repeated it as she walked up to you three. “Pay up, motherfucker.” she said as she leant over the guy. She stroked his hair with her mechanical hand and lowered her voice. “And if I were you, I would think twice before threatening Silco’s men.”

“What? These two fucking faggots are working for Silco?” he asked with hatred in his voice.

“They are.” Sevika said as he pulled the guy up from the floor. “And if I were you, I would also retain myself calling anyone a faggot in here. If you continue like this you gonna have problem with everyone in the bar, not just this two.”

“Pay up, fucker!” Ran ordered him. Sevika just gave them a side-eye, and Ran’s cheeks turned a little bit red.

“Fucking fine, freaks!” he said with his arms spread. He started to empty his pockets. He poured the coins into Ran’s hands, topping the pile with a silver lighter and something thin that outshined everything else.

“Just so you know, with winning, they saved your dick.” you said while smiling. “You can be hella sure I would’ve bitten off your cock, fuckface.” Ran giggled beside you, but you saw that Sevika was also smirking.

Sevika waved to two of the guards and they walked the guy out. The music started once again, and everyone else went back to their business. Showtime was over. Sevika waited until the door closed behind the guy then she turned to Ran.

“I can’t believe they are still falling for your shit, Ran.” she said.

“Me neither.” they confessed. “But I really needed to get this to my girl.” they said as they raised their hands with the haul. Sevika lifted the shiny thing that caught your eyes earlier. It was a thin golden necklace with a small green stone. Ran just poured the rest of the haul to the small table where they usually sit.

“Pretty thing.” Sevika nodded, then she looked at you. “And it matches her eyes.” she said to Ran, then gave the necklace back to them. Sevika walked near you and said: “Next time, please don’t get the pool all bloody.” You nodded silently.

Then it was just the two of you beside the pool.

“So, you almost gambled me away for a necklace?” you asked as you closed the distance between the two of you. Ran didn’t answer, they just held their palm out with the necklace in it. You looked at it, and it looked awfully familiar. The small green stone in fact was a moss agate with a recognizable pattern. That was the necklace Ran gifted you on your first anniversary, but you lost it deep in the Fissures when a mission went horribly wrong a few months ago.

“That fucker!” you yelped. Ran pulled you closer and kissed you with those delicious lips.

“I would never wager you on a bet when I’m not 100% sure I gonna win.” they said with a soft voice.

“Yeah, I know.” you lied with a fake smile on your face.

“So, you weren’t fuming when you walked up to me, right?” they asked then kissed your neck.

“Weeeeeell…” you started, but you didn’t have the chance to finish your sentence. Ran kissed you and their tongue quickly found its way to your mouth. As they tried to pull away you bit their lower lip.

“Kinky.” they whispered to your ear with a laugh. You swept their hair away and smooched their forehead.

“For the pain.” you said with a smile.

Ran held up the necklace. “Shall we put it back to its rightful place?” you nodded and turned your back to them, so they could fasten the clasps. They pulled you closer by your waist and peppered your neck with kisses.

“Ran.” you moaned so loud that the people from the other table started looked at you. Even Sevika looked up from her cards.

“Should we go and check my necklace out in the mirror in the restroom?” you asked as Ran’s hand crawled down on your stomach as they were biting your ear.

“I won’t check your necklace, but sure.” Ran sighed with a smirk. They grabbed you and the next thing you knew you were in a restroom stall with Ran’s hand in your underwear. With their metal hand they quickly unbuttoned you blouse and as you weren’t wearing a bra, they had a free path to your boobs. First, they just played around with your tits and as their cold metal hand touched your nipple you let out a loud moan. You liked how their metal hand felt against your skin, and Ran knew it.

With their flash hand they were circling on your clit, then with every circle their hand just slowly went deeper and deeper between your lips. They were still playing with your nipples like their life depended on it, and they already left some hickeys on your neck too.

“How is that you are always so horny after you win?” you asked them.

“It’s not the fact that I’m winning.” they replied and looked into your eyes. “It’s the way you look at me when I win.” they said as you leant in for a kiss. In that moment Ran slowly slipped her middle finger inside you. You couldn’t help but moan into their mouth.

“That’s my girl!” they smiled as they slowly pulled their finger out.

“Don’t fuck with me.” you said as you pulled their head back by their hair.

“You become so mouthy in the past few weeks, babygirl.” Ran said as they freed themselves and bit your nipple. They grabbed your neck with their metal hand and pulled you close. They slipped their finger back inside you and started to move very slowly. That’s what you got for challenging them. With their index finger Ran started to play with your clit once again, and they tightened their grip on your throat.

You started to feel something warm in your stomach, but it was building up slowly, thanks to Ran’s awfully slow pace. You tried to move your waist and fuck yourself on their finger.

“No.” Ran whispered as they bit your lips. “Don’t ruin it for yourself, beautiful.” they said with a cold, calculated voice. You both hated and loved it when they acted like that. There was something in Ran that just made you go crazy for them. You simply adored their face, their eyes, how they carried themselves, and of course those amazing, full lips. You liked their cockiness when they were crushing their opponent in pool, darts, arm wrestling… or when they were dominating you during sex. You usually got turned on by their cocky smile as much as by their touch.

“If you behave, I will go a little faster, what do you say?” they asked.

“I promise.” you said with a weak voice. Your nerves were already tingling. Ran fastened their pace, your legs started to tremble.

“Rannn!” you moaned loudly.

Then suddenly somebody started to knock on the stall’s door. You both froze.

“Hey, what the fuck is going on?” you heard a woman’s voice.

Ran just shaked their head, it was up to you to answer.

“Sorry. Try the other stall?” you said. Ran slowly slipped out of you with a loud squelch. Luckily only you two heard because of the loud music.

“Its fucking out of order.” the woman replied.

“Sorry, its numbe...” you started but, in that moment, Ran pushed three fingers inside you. “FUCK!” you screamed with a moan.

“Good girl.” they whispered to your ear. Your legs were shaking, your breath was trembling.

“Dude, that must be a huge dump. I will leave you to it.” said the woman and quickly disappeared.

Ran let out a small laugh as they were moving in and out of you rapidly.

“Fuck, Ran.” you moaned.

“I would ask whether it feels good.” they said with a smirk. “But its all over your face.”

Ran loved to see your face as you lost control. They admired as your breath became even more uneven, as your eyes rolled up, the way you moaned their name. Ran had to grab your waist because you couldn’t even stand at this point. You rested your forehead on Ran’s forehead as their rhythm became unbearable.

“Ran!” you moaned with tears in your eyes.

“Scream for me, beautiful.” they ordered.

You arched your back as you screamed Ran’s name, your orgasm swept through you in strong waves. Ran held you with a firm hand as they feasted in the sight of you.

When you were able to catch your breath you kissed them, firmly holding onto their neck.

“Lemme clean you up.” Ran said quietly while they still stroked your throbbing pussy.

A few minutes later you two stepped out of the bathroom stall. You looked into the mirror to check whether you still had lipstick marks on you, as Ran tried to discipline their hair. Despite the fact that their hair looked like they just got out of bed, it took a long time to make it look like that. As you leant closer to the mirror you heard a loud clapping behind your back. Both of you turned with the speed of light.

“The ending of that aria almost made me tear up.” Sevika said with an evil smile on her face. “Alas, I would really appreciate if you two wouldn’t occupy the bathroom for this long.”

Your cheeks turned red, and your blood was boiling.

“What, jealous?” you spit the words before you could even think. Sevika chuckled and pushed you up to the wall. Ran grabbed Sevika’s metal hand as a warning. You really didn’t want to find out which one of them would win in a fight.

“Come again?” Sevika laughed to your face. You knew you didn’t have any good comeback up to your sleeve, so you lent forward and kissed Sevika. She was shocked, but didn’t pull away, instead she cupped your face.

When you finally pulled away Sevika turned to Ran with a smirk: “She was not this feisty last night.”

“I know, she was just a sobbing mess.” Ran nodded. “She always is under our hands.”

“Fuck you. Both of you.” you said aggrieved as you pushed Sevika’s hands away from you. Your cheeks were burning so badly, you really thought your face would catch fire. Both of them were smiling, but neither of them dared to laugh.

Ran hugged you apologetically and stroked your face.

“You are cute when you are mad.” they said.

“Fuck you.” you said as you tried to pull way, but they held you with firm hands. They kissed your forehead, then the bridge of your nose, then the tip of your nose.

“Come on, beautiful.” Ran nudged you. You took a big breath then kissed Ran and bit their lip again.

As you two made up with many kisses, Sevika was just about to leave, but she turned back from the restroom’s door: “Oh, and next time, be quiet!”

You both giggled as the door closed behind Sevika.

[andromedathefairy]

Grayson x Reader, where reader comes home from a girls night out, and Grayson takes care of reader :333

Carnations and roses

grayson x butch!reader fluff and fluff sorry, not proofread. word count: 1479

The girl’s night out was a blast. You heard every new gossip that was worth hearing in the town. Your high school bully finalized her divorce, and although you hated her because she treated you like shit, but her husband was an abusive fuck, so you were happy for her. That cute enforcer you were eyeing before you got together with your fiancé? Well, that enforcer had a huge fight with her girlfriend in the Academy’s Hall. Even the professors were left speechless by the spectacle.

The girls also helped you choose an edible bra, as your anniversary with Grayson was close. You already planned everything, got a reservation at her favorite restaurant, you talked with the florists who made all the flowers for your engagement party. Grayson absolutely adored her bouquets, so you ordered one bouquet made from her favorite flowers, carnations and roses.

As the bar was closing at 2AM you said goodbye to the girls and headed home. You felt good. The alcohol in your body made you felt good. You just smiled and jumped from cobblestone to cobblestone on your way home. It felt a little silly, but you didn’t care. When you arrived home you got your keys out of your pocket but naturally you dropped your keys when you reached for the keyhole. As you bent down to pick it up you got a little dizzy. After the fifth try you successfully inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the door. You were wondering how you even got your amazing fiancé, when you couldn’t even put your key into the keyhole. You made yourself giggle with that thought.

As you entered the house you saw that the lights were on in the kitchen. You were drunk, but not stupid, you grabbed the umbrella that was lying around and headed to the kitchen. Although, you were sure no one from Piltover or Zaun would be stupid enough to break into the house of the Sherriff, you were still cautious. As you headed toward the kitchen you tripped on your own leg and almost fell.

“Parkour!” you said to yourself in a tiny voice, then giggled. You braced yourself as you reached the kitchen door, raised your ready-made-weapon, the umbrella. Obviously, you tripped again as you entered the kitchen, you bashed into the doorframe and slid down on it, then you hit the floor with your booty with a heavy thud. The umbrella rolled for a few meters, then it reached the table’s leg.

“You had fun?” asked the woman who was sitting beside the table. She was obviously waiting for you.

“Grayson?” you asked with a smile on your face.

“Hello, darling!” she said as she stood up and walked towards you. “What’s with the umbrella?” she asked while staring at it.

“To defeat the robbers! Hah!” you said as you started to hiccup.

“The robbers?” Grayson asked as she pulled you up from the floor. You didn’t answer, just smooched her. You put your hands around her neck as she put her hands around your waist, probably to keep you in standing position.

“Darling, you smell like a dead horse.” she said with a sour face. You still didn’t pay attention.

“How about… *hiccup*… we go upstairs… *hiccup*… and fuck?” you asked while simultaneously giggling and hiccupping.

“You are drunk, sweet thing.” said Grayson as she tried to not breath your drunken smell in. With one hand you traced her back, and with your other hand you tried to get her tank top out of her pants.

“No, you are drunk!” she repeated it, as she grabbed both of your wrists. There was no judgement in her voice, she just stated the facts.

“Wh… *hiccup* …what?” you stared into her gray-greenish eyes.

“I said” she repeated herself while grabbing your waist with one hand again, because you started to sway. “You are drunk. I’m not making love with you, while you are drunk.”

“But I’m not… *hiccup* … drunk!” you said with your biggest smile on your face.

“Sure, darling!” she smiled, and stroked your jaw. “If you can climb the stairs alone, we can have sex until sunrise.”

“Fuck.” you cursed under your nose. You always hated those damned stairs, and on your worst days you couldn’t even climb them sober.

“What was that?” Grayson asked as she led you out from the kitchen to the stairs.

“No.. nothing!” you replied with a fake smile. She smirked, she knew you wouldn’t be able to climb the stairs.

Once again you braced yourself, grabbed the railing, took a big breath, then you stepped forward. First step on the stairs? Check. You took another big breath, then stepped again. Second step? Check. You took an another big breath and as you lifted your leg, you lost your balance, and you fell backwards. You didn’t even have time to scream before you felt something steady on your back. It was Grayson’s hand.

“I got you, my love.” she said, as she stepped beside you on the stairs. “I got you.” she repeated.

“Thanks, honey!” you said with a weak voice. All this horniness for nothing.

“How about I get you a nice bath, instead of making love?” she asked. You just nodded silently, defeated.

You were sitting on the toilette, waiting for the bathtub to be filled with water. You were sad and mad. You wanted that pussy badly. Grayson was humming while she was preparing your bath. She had a nice singing voice, but you loved when she hummed too. It always calmed you.

As the bathtub filled with water, Grayson softly pulled you closer. You let her undress you. Carefully she took off your T-shirt, your pants and your socks. You were standing in the middle of the bathroom only wearing your underwear.

You had a life and death situation with your sports bra, as it got stuck on your head. In the meantime, Grayson pulled down your boxers and she kissed your right thigh. You let out a loud moan.

“You bitch!” you cried out while staring at her, hitting her with your bra which you proudly conquered.

“Oh, where are your manners, darling?” she cooed with a smirk on her face as she helped you into the bathtub.

“Join me?” you asked as you pulled her hands into the water.

“No, I don’t trust you while you are this horny and drunk” she replied as she grabbed a sponge.

“Grayson and her fucking principles,” you thought. “Why can’t she just fuck me.”

 You had enough. You crossed your arms in front of your chest and tried to move away from her as much as you can.

“For the love of Janna, what are you doing now?” she asked you with a laugh.

“I am… *hiccup* … pouting. Can’t you see?” you replied.

“Yes, you are cute, when you pout, you know that, right?” Grayson laughed as she pulled you closer. She started to bathe you. As she finished with your arms she couldn’t help but trace your toned biceps with her hand. She kissed your shoulder, then your biceps, then your palm. You grabbed her face and pulled her closer for a kiss. While the two of you were kissing, you sneakily grabbed her right boob with your free hand. The thin fabric of her tank top got soaked quickly, and you just started at her nipple which was visible through the wet fabric. You giggled, as she looked at her wet top.

“Happy now?” she asked as she leant in for a passionate kiss. Your fingers played with her hair as she traced your muscles on your back. “You are a nightmare!” she joked as she let you go. Her tank top was completely soaked at this point.

“Oh, but you love me!” you replied. Grayson nodded silently with a huge smile on her face.

“No hiccups? Is somebody sobering up slowly?” she asked as she grabbed the sponge again.

She bathed you thoroughly, while she was talking about her day at the department.  You wanted to pay attention to whatever she had to say, but her voice mesmerized you once again. Her voice was the first thing you fell for. When you first heard her voice the day your apartment was robbed, you knew you would be marrying her one day. And there you were, sitting in the bathtub in the home you shared with Grayson, while she was taking care of your drunk ass.

Sometimes later you were sitting on the bed completely naked while Grayson tried to get you dressed you just felt gratitude.

“Honey!” you started with a weak voice. Grayson looked up to your face as she finally got both of your legs into your boxers. “Thank you!”

Grayson cupped your face and kissed you. “I got you. Always, sweet thing.” she affirmed you.

[andromedathefairy]

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[andromedathefairy]

Throbbing, but not the way you like it

sevika x reader fluff, angst(?) Summary: Reader having a horrible headache, and Sevika is stepping up her game to help out her wife. word count: 1630 sorry, not proofread. this is my first Arcane fanfic, and I havent wrote anything in years. please be kind.

You felt it again, it started with a dull pain lingering in your skull, then it became stronger and stronger, and in the end, you felt like your head has been split in half. You had errands to run after work, but with this horrible headache you didn’t even know how you will get home. Luckily you had a painkiller in your bag, you took it with some water, and you hoped it will last til your worktime ends.

You felt like the time was crawling backwards, it seemed like that 5pm would never come. Your colleagues had the stupidest questions, everything and everyone was always in the way, the shipments didn’t arrived in time, one of the shelves at the bar broke, and some of your best drinks shattered on the floor.

“Those were really the last drops, huh?” you laughed dryly as Thieram tried to clean up the mess.

“T’ boss ain’t gonna like this!” he cursed under his nose.

“That’s a Thieram problem.” you said while spreading your arms.

“But she is *your* wife.” he replied with disbelief.

“Exactly!” you winked at him, then went back to Sevika’s office. You looked at the clock. Only fifteen minutes left. You prayed that nobody would knock on the office door again. By the time you left even your eyes hurt, and you were nauseous. The headache totally took you over, the 10-minute long walk home lasted for 25 minutes.

Of course, your wife was still not home. Councilwoman Sevika had a lot of things to take care of as the only representative of Zaun in Piltover. She was fighting so more voices from Zaun would be heard in Piltover. You really hoped this peace will last between the two cities, and Zaun could heal and grow this time.

With a long sigh you took another painkiller then you went to the living room to lie on the couch, with your favorite puke bucket on the floor beside you. Sevika got that bucket for you from Piltover many years ago, back when the first shimmer shipment was successfully delivered, and the bucket was perfect for your puke. However, the bucket has seen better days, but the floral painting still hasn’t completely faded.

As the painkiller kicked in, you slowly fell asleep. You dreamt of the water, how you played in the stream beside the mines, you picked flowers with your sister, back then Zaun still had flowers, but now they have almost completely disappeared due to pollution. And then a BOOM, black dust everywhere. And then another BOOM. You woke with a start. Sevika just arrived home. You were still dizzy, you were looking for the black dust, but all you could see was two silver eyes staring at you.

“Hey, Doll!” your wife smiled as she kissed you.

“Sev?” you asked with a faint voice. Your head was still throbbing.

“You good?” Sevika asked as the smile slowly disappeared from her face and turned into worry.  Then the realization hit you – the kitchen is empty, you promised you would buy food and cook tonight.

 “Oh my Janna, Sev, I’m so sorry. The headache… and I.. forgot.. I’m so sorry.” you stammered with tears in your eyes.

“All right darling” said Sevika as she stood up and lifted you from the couch. “Let’s get you to bed, okay?”

“No, Sevika, NO!” you objected with even more tears in your eyes. “Your back always hurts because of your prosthetic arm, put me down, please!”

“I will always carry you, my love.” she said as she kissed your forehead as she held you.

As she arrived to your shared bedroom she put you down gently onto the bed.

“Let’s get your cute little bucket, and some water. Because you didn’t drink enough water again, right? That’s why your head hurts again.” she asked with raised eyebrows. You opened your mouth once again to protest, but she just hushed you and left.

A few minutes later Sevika came back, with your puke bucket – she glued a new purple bow to the side of the bucket to cheer you up a little. She also brought a glass of water to you, and she put it onto the nightstand.

“Painkiller?” you looked at her with puppy eyes.

“When did you took the last one?” she asked as she stroked your face and tucked your hair behind your ears.

“When I get home.” you replied. “Around 5.30pm?”

“It’s just 7pm, so no more meds for you yet.” she said strictly, but her face remained calm. You looked at her face and reached out. You traced the bridge of her nose, then looked into her eyes. You loved her eyes so much. Those silver eyes, you could melt in them. But when Sevika was angry, her eyes became cold and cruel quickly.

“Cuddle?” you asked with a small voice.

Something darkened her face, only for a moment, but she shaked her head.

“Not yet.” she replied with a sad smile.

“But..? Why?” you asked with tears in your eyes again. Your head was throbbing again, but her *no* hurt more than the headache.

“Just sleep, my love.” she said as she kissed your lips. “I will be right back, I promise.”

You watched as she walked away, and you pulled your knees up to your chest. You had no idea what’s going on. Your wife knew you were having a horrible headache, and yet she refused to cuddle. She just left you with your misery. As you quietly cried, you fell asleep again. You dreamt of the steam and the flowers again. But this time, as you handed a bouquet of flowers to your sister, she kissed your forehead and told you to wake up.

“Wake up, doll. Dinner is ready” you heard Sevika’s voice faintly, then you felt her lips on your forehead.

“Wh..what?” you opened your eyes. Sevika was smiling at you.

“Dinner is ready.” she repeated.

“But..” you sat up in the bed. “I forgot to buy food. I’m so sorry”

“I know, I went to the market…” she paused, then let out a long sigh. “Well, I went to the vendor’s house because the market was already closed and bought some vegetables and fresh fish, and I cooked.”

“You cooked for me?” you asked in disbelief. “You get up at 4am to go to Piltover, and now 13 hours later you just cooked for your weak-ass wife who couldn’t even handle a headache?”

“First of all, don’t you ever dare to speak about my wife like that ever again” she barked, and in an instant, her eyes turned cold. She hated it when you talked negatively about yourself. “And second of all, yes, I cooked. The fish is a little burnt, but you love it like that anyway. So, let’s say, it was on purpose”

“Sev.” you gulped. “Thank you, I don’t even know what to say” you said as you reached for her and pulled her closer, kissing her. She smiled, and her whole face lit up.

“You need to eat doll, I know your headache always makes you nauseas, but you need to eat, because that painkiller you usually take could knock out a horse even. And I don’t like it when you take it with an empty stomach.”

In your small dining room Sevika had already set the table. As you sat down your wife put your little bucket beside your chair.

“You never know” she said with an evil smile on her face. You wanted to pout, but she was right.

Sevika was not exaggerating, the one of the breaded fishes was badly burnt, but you didn’t care. Your wife cooked for you. You were always the one who cooks on the weekdays, because you got home sooner than her. But on this day, your exhausted, strong, breathtaking, beautiful wife just cooked for you. You just wanted to pepper her face with kisses.

“How is the food?” she asked curiously. She never made breaded fish for you before.

“Burnt?” you said jokingly. “It’s really good, Sev. Thank you, again”

“Did you eat anything in The Last Drop?” she asked as you handed your leftovers to her.

“No?”

“Damn, I made Ran swear they would check in on you” she cursed. “I want you to take care of yourself. Even if you feel like your head is gonna explode.”

“I know, my love, I’m sorry. I just hate it when it hurts this much. But the food helped, I think” you said as you collected the empty dishes.

“Just leave them on the counter, I gonna wash them in the morning.” Sevika said as she stood up.

“But..” you tried to object.

“Didn’t you want to cuddle just two hours ago?” she asked with a cheeky smile. “Take the painkiller, I left it out for you on the counter, then come.”

You smiled at her, as she went into the bedroom. You took the painkiller and followed her. Sevika was already lying on the bed with nothing else but her black heart patterned boxers on. You quickly joined her and melted in her arms. You slid down and placed your face between her boobs and kissed her skin.

“You cheeky bastard, you sure you have a headache?” she asked as she kissed your hair.

“Mhm. But I already feel better.” you replied with an another kiss to her skin.

Sevika pulled you even closer, and you felt like nothing else existed. Just the two of you on this beautiful starry night. Your headache, all the troubles in The Last Drop didn’t even matter anymore. You were in the arms of your wife, and that was enough for you. You were in the arms of the person you loved the most, and nothing else mattered.