rogueress

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shadowhelmed·:

                        𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍     𝐇𝐀𝐒     𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍     𝐈𝐍     𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎     𝐅𝐎𝐑     𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓     a     week     now,     and     to     be     honest,     he     has     never     been     more     tired     of     a     place.     Usually,     he     loves     his     visits     to     Japan     :     the     culture,     the     FOOD,     everything     is     beautiful     &     ready     for     him     to     disappear     into.     EXCEPT     for     when     Zed     decides     that     he     has     grown     into     too     -     SLOPPY     of     a     killer,     &     so     he     needs     to     sit     and     meditate     for     THREE     DAYS     inside     his     shitty     APARTMENT,     in     which     case,     Tokyo     is     jail.

                         Zed     has     finally     peeled     away     to     get     groceries     when     Kayn     gets     a     text     from     Akali.     &     it’s     not     one     he’s     expecting,     because     she     isn’t     in     Japan     (     or,     at     least,     she     wasn’t     :     he     hasn’t     really     been     keeping     up     with     her     tour     route     ).     But     he     practically     jumps     out     of     his     seat     to     escape     Zed’s     stuffy,     shitty     armchair     &     stop     struggling     to     translate     Japanese     dramas.     He     pokes     his     head     out     of     the     window,     skeptically     at     first,     peering     down     at     where     Akali     has     pulled     up     in     the     alleyway     :     &     when     he     sees     her     there,     he     shakes     his     head,     mumbling     an     audible     :                         ❛     𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕     𝒕𝒉𝒆     𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌     .     .     .          ❜                         Still,     it     doesn’t     take     him     long     at     all     to     rush     down     to     meet     her,     clad     in     nothing     more     than     his     shorts.     

                         ❛    𝑼𝒉,     𝒉𝒊     ?     ❜                         He     greets     her,     laughing     lowly     as     the     door     closes     behind     him.     Kayn     steps     over     to     her     &     leans     in     towards     her     lips,     but     instead     bypasses     her     &     kisses     her     bike     on     the     handlebars.                         ❛     𝑨𝒘,     𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚,     𝑰     𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅     𝒚𝒐𝒖     !     ❜

that   tiny   little   flutter   of   trepidation   that   he   might   ignore   her   is   why   she   attempts   to   mute   -   but   it   quickly   grows   to   full   on,   unadulterated   delight   at   his   appearance.   it   doesn’t   show   on   akali’s   face   to   the   untrained   eye   -   but   it   finds   her   lips,   the   bright   of   her   hues.   she   tries   to   squash   that   too,   quantifying   it   as...   well,   disgusting.   since   when   did   her   stomach   do   nasty   flip-flop   gestures   in   the   presence   of   another   human   being,   let   alone   a   man?   since   shieda   kayn   apparently.   oh   akali,   she   thinks,   you   fucking   idiot. 

she   greets   him   with   a   twitch   of   her   lips,   gaze   following   all   his   sinuous   movement   (including   the   ripple   of   bare   muscles.   she   was   only   human).   arms   crossed   over   her   chest   and   frame   leaned   casually   against   the   ducati -   she   finds   herself   momentarily   surprised   at   his   greeting,   even   ready   to   blush   a   little.   he   never   said   those   things   to   her   and   akali   would   be   lying   if   she   said   she   didn’t   enjoy   it.   but   then,   in   typical   kayn   fashion,   he   kisses   her   his   motorcycle   instead   and   she   makes   absolutely   no   attempt   to   be   gentle   with   the   elbow   she   sinks   into   his   ribs. 

akali   likes   to   think   she   currently   looks   menacing   and   angry   and   no-nonsense...   but   in   reality,   her   face   is   narrowed   in   a   disturbingly   adorable   pout. “ you   are   an   asshole. ”   comes   her   grumbling...   and   another   elbow   to   his   ribs   to   prove   her   point. “ if   you   missed   your   motorcycle   so   much,   why   don’t   you   start   fucking   it,   huh?   gas   tank   would   go   perfectly   with   your   dick-   ”

[rogueress]

🖤 girlfriends 🖤

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“Drift. Clear your mind. Come back stronger.”

[rogueress]

god??

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@shadowhelmed​

the   ducati   rumbles   deliciously   beneath   her   legs,   a   purr   of   an   engine   that   rattled   her   to   her   core.   she   rides   in   that   single-minded,   no-fucks   way   that   akali   jhomen   tethi   does   just   about   everything   -   further   pressed   to   the   clutch   under   the   weight   of   nerves,   and   stress,   and   stardom.   she   hasn’t   seen   him   in   what   feels   like   months,   though   in   reality   it’s   only   been   a   few   weeks   -   yet   the   rapper   is   the   first   to   admit   she   grows   less   than   rational   in   her   more   stress   ridden   moments.   and   stress   ridden   she   was,   though   few   (apart   from   perhaps   evelynn)   would   ever   be   able   to   tell.   it   all   seemed   so   trivial   in   comparison   to   years   ago,   when   her   job   had   been   much   more...   intense.   and   this?   this   was   nothing   more   than   some   pre-release,   pre-tour,   pre-whatever,   induced   jitters.   right? 

                             she   didn’t   like   to   lean   on   anyone.   she   didn’t   like   to   want   to   see   or   be   near   or   even   freaking   touch   anyone.   but   here   she   was,   chewing   her   lower   lip   raw   and   pushing   one   hundred,   just   because   she   needed   to   see   him.   that,   in   itself,   was   concerning   enough.   but   she   couldn’t   ignore   that   need. 

he   probably   hears   her   coming,   what   with   the   roar   of   that   damn   engine,   but   it   lulls   to   a   purr   and   finally   a   stop   when   she   pulls   up   at   his   place,   pushes   the   kickstand   down,   and   swings   one   legging   clad   leg   over   the   seat.   helmet   removed   (so   nefariously   designed   like   a   tiger),   her   phone   is   out   and   she   texts   him   in   a   few   rapid,   undiminished   strokes.   a   simple   demand,   really   but   it   gives   tell   to   her   eagerness   and   trepidation   in   seeing   him. 

                     [   SMS   ]                                  to:   washboard   abs                                 come   outside. 

                         and   so,   she   waited.

[rogueress]

shadowhelmed·:

@rogueress· said   :     K I S S .

                        𝐈𝐓     𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓     𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒     𝐇𝐈𝐌     when     Akali     crashes     into     him     from     above,     effectively     flattening     him     into     the     earthen     clearing     &     knocking     the     breath     from     tired     lungs.     Granted,     he’d     let     his     guard     down,     just     as     he     had     every     time     he’d     come     to     meet     her,     &     just     as     he     would     the     next     time,     &     the     time     after     that.     There     is     no     length     he     wouldn’t     go     to     to     see     her     :     &     perhaps     that     makes     him     soft                         (     ZED     WOULD     CERTAINLY     THINK     SO     )                         but     Kayn     can’t     find     it     in     him     to     care.     No     —     Akali     is     his     reprieve     from     a     hard     day     of     work,     the     breath     of     fresh     air     that     comes     when     your     head     breaks     the     surface     of     tumultuous     waters.     She     is     the     thing     that     keeps     him     sane     amidst     a     world     of     Darkin,     slayings     &     Orders.     

                         So     he     doesn’t     protest     when     she     knocks     him     to     his     back,     grin     on     her     face     &     kunai     in     hand     :     he     isn’t     scared     of     her.     Instead,     with     a     low     yelp     of     surprise,     he     rolls     into     the     lush     Ionian     grasses,     a     beaming     smile     breaking     open     over     pointed     teeth     when     their     eyes     meet.     Rhaast     falls     from     his     fingertips     to     the     dirt     beside     them     (     eye     rolling,     as     per     usual     ),     &     Kayn     takes     the     opportunity     to     rest     now     -     free     hands     against     the     slope     of     Akali’s     hips.                         ❛    𝑶𝒉,     𝑰’𝒎     𝒔𝒐     𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅     .     .     .     𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆     𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕     𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕     𝒎𝒆,     𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔     𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒂     𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏     !     ❜                         His     falsely     -     frightened     voice     comes     taunting,     but     affectionate,     &     he     leans     forward     to     peck     a     kiss     into     her     lips     as     she     pins     him     into     the     ground.                         ❛    𝑶𝒓,     𝒚𝒐𝒖     𝒄𝒂𝒏.     𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅     𝒃𝒆     𝒇𝒖𝒏.     ❜

she  does  not  recall  much  of  a  time  in  which  she  was  allowed  to  be  anything  less  than  akali,  the  assassin -  or  akali,  of  the  kinkou  order.  perhaps  that  had  contributed  to  her  thirst  for  freedom,  her  yearning  for  that  crux  of  independence  that  had  stolen  her  from  shen’s  grasp  and  into  the  open  world.  perhaps  that  had  been  some  of  what  had  led  to  her  to  shieda  kayn  -  time  and  time  again.  the  world  revolved,  seasons  changed,  and  so  did  people.  but  for  her...  he  was  the  one  thing,  the  very  one  thing,  that  did  not.  and  though  the  steel  and  blood  shed  and  other  nefarious  dark  things  constituted  who  they  were  as  people -  at  least,  they  could  be  those  people  together.  happiness  came  from  the  strangest  places,  including  a  young  man  wielding  a  scythe  with  an  eyeball.

of  course  these  were  not  the  thoughts  prevalent  in  her  brain  as  she  pounced  upon  him  from  the  shade  -  moving  in  that  strangely  human  liquid  way  she  so  managed  to  do.  no,  instead,  her  fellow  assassin  was  greeted  with  a  feral  grin  and  her  slight  frame  keeling  into  him,  as  she  settles  to  straddle  his  hips  and  that  kunai  is  pressed  almost  lazily  near  his  throat.  wicked  earthen  hues  flash ��with  those  insatiable  red  tones  before  she  laughs  -  the  kind  of  laugh  only  he  got  to  hear  -  because  really he  was  trouble  wrapped  up  in  one,  physically  pleasing  human  being. 

but  that  grin  hasn’t  left  her  features,  not  as  the  kunai  disappears  into  her  pouch  and  she  leans  herself  downwards,  stealing  another  kiss  and  punctuating  it  with  a  rather  savage  bite  to  his  lower  lip.  so  rarely  was  she  gentle,  but  it  was  obvious  he  didn’t  mind  it  one  bit. “ i  could  do  the  same  to  you  that  i  did  to  that  guy  in  weh’le  that  was  harassing  the  local  prostitutes...  but  i  made  sure  he  no  longer  has  the  equipment  to  do  so.  ”  a  curious  glance  behind  herself  -  to  the  tie  of  his  pants.  she  makes  a  rather  pointed  show  of  thinking. “ on  second  thought,  i  like  yours  too  much.  how  about  some  harmless  biting  instead? ”

[rogueress]

Akali that girl, ‘Kali go grr 'Kali don’t stop, 'Kali don’t skrrt 'Kali got a job, 'Kali go to work 뜨거워 언제나, don’t get burnt

[rogueress]

I ship them and I wanted to draw something about 💖

[rogueress]

tag dump pt 2

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tag dump pt 1

[rogueress]

kanpekishi - > rogueress

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K/DA - MORE

[rogueress]

hi i’m here to scream over akali

because

holy

FUCK MY WIFE

[rogueress]

please pardon the mess as i spend all day redoing my layout. seriously. huge mess. big scary. don’t look.

[rogueress]

rises from the depths to consider returning to my sweet girl

[rogueress]

We’re comin’ at you live, real, real wild Here to light it up, set the world on fire Gonna break the rules and hearts in twos ‘Cause that’s what the baddest do Never goin’ back, nah, not that Diamonds on drip 'cause I came to make a splash Gonna brеak the rules and hearts in twos 'Causе that’s what the baddest do