#mlbb dyrroth x reader

[roxxiies]

Assassin along with a support!reader who is in the opposite team. sfw, gn!reader, slightly obsessive themes, convincing you to join them instead

✩　featuring: dyrroth, julian

It was quite scary how the enemy assassin kept glancing your way as if you're his prey. However, it only worsened when Dyrroth was carrying his team. So to roam around the map to get your job done always sent you in a panicky mess.

Now, your team has been wiped out, leaving you as the last one standing. Your mind raced with frantic thoughts as you warily turned your head at every bush you passed. You ducked inside one, pressing yourself low as a shiver ran through you at the thought that, at any moment, he would come for you—

“Boo. So this where you were hiding,” The voice came out of the blue as you felt your blood running cold. He chuckles mixed with the raspy and calm tone of his voice as your body trembles beneath him.

You cowered at the sound near your ear and tried to escape but he was just faster. His hand quickly clamped over your mouth while his other arm wrapped around your stomach, pulling you in—trapping you against him as you could feel his chest press against your back.

Dyrroth mutters lowly and it sends shivers down your spine, “Why not be my healer? That damned Duke doesn't even deserve you.” He scowls, clicking his tongue, “Such a waste of power.”

You only shook your head, trying to speak up for your jungler but it came out muffled against his palm. He notices this and removes his hand and you instantly gasp. “He’s not w-weak! You're just—”

“Strong.” He finished for you, chuckling. “Yeah, that much is obvious, isn’t it?” His grip tightened slightly as he pulled you even closer... was his head nuzzling against your neck?

The whimper you let out was weak and quiet as if you're hesitant to disagree with what he said despite knowing it's true. The recent Savage! notification was evident.

“I’ll make sure to win this little game for ya’,” He murmured, his tone mixed with confidence. “And once this is over, you can come to me, yeah? With me, you'll effortlessly play your role, and I'll carry you alll the time. You won't have to worry not a single bit.”

You did felt a streak of loses and this was one of the great offers one could give to you. You unhesitatingly opened your eyes as it landed on his. “Really…?”

The innocent sight in front of him made him feel something stir deep inside. He smiles wildly as he pulls you close, “Yeah, you're going to be my own little princess.”

You knew from the moment Julian earned the Triple Kill! notification that this match was going to be rough—it hadn’t even been five minutes!

Your role as a healer would require ten times the effort compared to other games. But what irritated you most was the way he mocked your team, especially the jungler you supported, leaving everyone dead except you. And somehow, that made you feel something.

Now, it was just the three of you—him, you, and your jungler—contesting the turtle where the other players were busy clearing their lanes.

The assassins were neck to neck as they fought. Despite your consistent healing and telling him to retreat for now, your jungler was stubborn—so prideful and insistent—that had cost him an embarrassing streak of deaths.

As you see your jungler fall, your feet scramble to get away, fearing he'd kill you this time. But he snatches you instantly by the waist. You closed your eyes, covering your face as you wished he'd just slay you immediately.

He lets out a huff of amusement, “It’s a lil’ adorable when you cower in fear.” He takes to pry one of your hands that you were using to hide your face. “It's as if you weren't watching my every move.”

His words sank in and your face flushed a deep shade of red. The sight made him chuckle. You stammered, trying to defend yourself. “I—I wasn’t! I was just keeping an eye on you—”

The grin that stretched across his face made you stop mid-sentence. He clearly wasn’t buying it...

“Keeping an eye on me, stalking me—Sure, but aren't they the same thing?” He lets out another chuckle, “But I don't bite, sweetheart. If you could just tell me you want me, then I'm all yours—”

Your heart fluttered wildly as you slapped a hand over his mouth. “Don’t just say things like that…”

“Sure,” he only chuckled, finding you quite adorable, “Anything for you.”

[kikiwooo]

having a brainot of Ling/any assassin being yandere 😋‼️ like they will force us to be their little healer, and will got mad if we heal anyone (yes the classic mlbb couple heroes)

HOHOHO❗❗❗THAT'S SOME QUALITY SHIT

❇ Ling gives you the cold shoulder, literally mf has no regrets. Mostly trys to keep it to himself but the fact that he's obsessive as fuck his jealousy and madness is as clear as daylight. Hmp's and tch's. Ignores you(trys to) whenever you try to talk to him or even come to him. Death glares at the person you ultimated, will threaten them when he finds them alone. Ling gets you into troubles occasionally then saves you in the most critical minute. He really be watching you suffer with a smirk.. He wants to show you that he's the one who's most worthy of your ultimate and attention. Plays the cold and charming prince. He doesn't give two fucks about whoever says something bad about him but will go apeshit if someone curses you out.

❇ I think you exactly know why I needed to include Gusion. He's obsessive, narcissistic, possessive and who's ego is too much for his ass to handle. He WON'T tolerate any excuses. You had to ult the exp laner cuz their HP was so little? It's their problem in the first place to get their own HP that low. Let them die. Adc fight and your adc required your ult? Unnecessary, absolutely unnecessary, a waste of your precious ultimate that he can make a good use of it. Let them die. Oh come on (Name)...he's not bad.., he's winning ?matches see? He's carrying you! You will win...only if you continue to stay by his side.

❇ Dyrroth and Aamon can also be added. Dyrroth would just straight up confront you after, after literally ultimating someone else one time. No that just won't do! You have to save your ult to him and only him! On the other hand Aamon is like Ling, the only difference is he'll tie you to himself, literally.

[glitteringhalo]

★ DYRROTH — GRUMPY ROOMMATE

— features. — dyrroth

— tags. — gn! reader, fluff, second person pov, horror movie cuddles unestablished relationship, roommates to lovers?, he’s a mean bf slash roomie but he loves u, roommate to situationship pipeline, they are cuddling they are watching horror movies they are in love

“you’re not even watching the screen, baby.”

you don’t know how you ended up here—curled up under the same blanket with your scary, quiet roommate who once looked at you like you were the most bothersome thing to ever exist.

you really tried to keep your distance at first. he didn’t talk much. always wore dark hoodies with the hood up, big headphones on, and smelled like mint and expensive cologne. everything about him said stay away. and yet here you are. in his bed. with his arm slung over your waist, holding his phone up so you could both watch.

a horror movie, no less.

“i am watching,” you mumble, eyes very much not on the screen. you're focused on the way his chest rises and falls with every breath, on the warmth soaking through his hoodie and into your side. on the fact that the arm around your waist tightened when you flinched during the last jumpscare.

“baby,” he says again, voice low and lazy like he’s not even paying attention. “you’re literally staring at my neck.”

“shut up,” you reply, muffled against it. and that makes him huff a laugh—real, soft. you feel it rumble in his chest.

another scream echoes from his phone. you squeak and duck again, hiding your face in his hoodie.

dyrroth pauses the movie. “it’s just sound effects, you know.”

you shake your head. “it’s evil sound effects. i swear they put in subliminal messages or something.”

he chuckles—like really chuckles this time. it’s warm. dangerously warm. “you want me to turn it off?”

“…no.”

“mm. thought so.”

and then, like it’s routine, he presses a kiss to the crown of your head. he always does that now. you don’t even remember when it started.

you don't question the hand rubbing gentle circles into your back. or the fingers combing through your hair. or the way he shifts so you’re tucked more securely into his chest.

“it’s gone now,” he whispers. “you can look.”

you nod, quietly. whisper back, “thank you…”

another beat. another few seconds of silence.

then:

“hey, dyrroth?”

“hm?”

“…when did you start calling me baby?”

“…dunno,” he mumbles, pressing another kiss to your hairline. “feels right though.”

you can’t help the way your heart stutters. or how you quietly smile, despite the horror movie still frozen mid-scream on his screen.

the real horror? how fast you’re falling for your grumpy, horror-loving roommate who coos at you like you’re the most precious thing on earth.

and the real comfort?

how it feels like you’re his.

[a-regular-ol-pill]

going off anon because i would k1ll to read a fic with Zhask/Dyrroth! Bless you

"I love you, I do."

Mobile Legends; Bang Bang

Pairing; You, Zhask | You, Dyrroth

SFW

Requested? Yes.

Small note for requester; I had a hard time fitting them in the MLBB Universe, because their stories don't connect them (from what I found)... so, I'm sorry if you wanted them both in one story.. I also kind of got carried away in both Dyrroth and Zhask's part, it's pretty much angst with comfort soooo, I'm sorry again..

Want to request? Click here.

Word Count; N/A

Second Person Perspective.

Pronouns used for reader; 'They', 'Them', etc...

Prompt;

"I only love you until the universe forces us apart. Even if you don't believe that, even if I don't believe that, our love is infinite."

Dyrroth -

It was unfair. Life was unfair since they took the Princess' brother, the light and joy of the whole empire. You didn't meet him, of course. But you sure did hear a lot about how adorable of a baby he was. And how tragic the kidnapping was for everyone. You were pretty sure he was about your age, but why would you think about that when he's gone? You have no idea.

Maybe because it was the mental image of him older? Or maybe because you're just lonely in your own house. Either way, you think about the lost prince a lot. You even heard rumors that he's been coming to the forest, near the empire ever since the war ended.

That's why you found yourself dozing off in the forest a lot, instead of doing your job that you already forgot about in the first week. It was just something about the prince that made you think about him a lot. Would he have showered you with gifts as a friend? Would he have hugged you tightly as a sibling? Would he have kissed you a lot as a lover?

Well, in this faithful day, you're about to find out.

It was just a normal day of you roaming the forest. Almost normal, if you hadn't run into someone while you were sneezing. Of course you had to run into someone, why wouldn't you do that? You're you, after all.

"I'm so sorry!" You exclaim out of instinct, rubbing your head and reaching down to help the person below you, up. Due to your closed eyes, you couldn't see, but it was probably for the best. It was his voice that made you stop dead in your tracks, hand still holding the person's. Or, more accurately, Dyrroth. "I'm... sorry as well."

You weren't sure about the hesitation in his voice. You couldn't think, a future ruler of the Abyss was talking to you, the missing prince that you have been thinking about since forever! "Are you blind or something? Can't you open your eyes?" Dyrroth asked you, annoyance being heard in his voice while his hand tried to shake away from yours.

Only then did you pull away and turn your head to the side. Hand shaking from your anxiety. You thought he was gonna kill you right then and there— until you felt the soft touch of hands covering yours. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanted to breathe from... well, if you know, you know where." His voice was weak, like he was truly opening up to you— a stranger he barely know of.

"Breathe? How am I gonna trust you?" You asked, slowly turning your head and; Hopefully meeting his face. It was silent, until he finally reminded you that; "You have no choice." You wanted to slap yourself for being so dumb, of course you had no choice! Sighing, you peaked from your left eye and looked at the demon infront of you.

He looked miserable, his eyes were puffy and his... outfit was messy. "You look horrible.. did you fight someone?" You asked, slowly reaching down to brush the excess dirt off his belt. He watched you intently. After his fight with Alice and him, he was desperate for some form of comfort from what you're doing. "You could say that." He answered after awhile.

You pursed your lips before pulling him to a nearby rock, sitting him down to ease the probably tension in his legs. Then, you asked; "Do you.. wanna talk about it, or something?" The look on his face says that he does, but he didn't answer.

He found it hard to believe that a stranger would be worried for him. He threatened you too! You should have been running away, and yet..

"If you hate it there. Why don't you come back? Why would you let those demons hold you captive when you know they need you alive to rule the Abyss?"

Your question made him stunned. The Abyss was his home, and he'll never hate it! The only thing was that he was scared. He was getting enraged, you were gonna be killed if you stay there with him. Before he could even think of saying it himself, the emotional part of him said it himself. "Shut it... don't say things like that."

You flinched slightly at the tone of his voice. But you didn't let up, and instead moved your hand to brush the dirty hair away from his face. His eyes glowed softly upon feeling your touch. "How about you say it? I'll listen until you let the feelings off your system." You offered, smiling cheekily at his silence. 'Hopefully he comes to his senses right after.'

"Say it? I only kill unworthy demons if I get emotional." He stated, brows furrowed while he subconsciously reached up to pull your hand off his hair. You simply laughed. Following up with a half-hearted joke. "Whoever took care of you is a bad influence."

Well... that joke probably set him off. Because you were pushed off the rock, and you found him gripping his horns. "Alice is not a bad influence! She helped me live! She took care of me with Thamuz!"

Alice and Thamuz..

You didn't hesitate, and went up to him. Hugging him tightly and not letting go, even when he continued to struggle from your hug. He didn't know what to do, you were in so close proximity that he should feel threatened. But he felt comforted instead! 'Thamuz wasn't wrong about violence, this was a form of violence. Right?!'

Dyrroth repeated every lesson from Thamuz in his head. He wanted so badly to push you off, but he also wanted to pull you closer. In the end, he gave in to his feelings and hugged you back. Sniffling from how emotionally conflicted he felt.

Ever since that day, he didn't stop visiting the forest to see you. He didn't stop learning the ways that he should've been learning, and he eventually... well, it's up to you to decide if he breaks free from Alice's influence or not.

Zhask -

The swarm... it was something you refused to go along with. Yet, Zhask continued the plan to devour every single ounce in the universe. You feared that your lover wasn't yours anymore. But you know he wasn't yours to begin with. You only trusted his words on his confession to you.

He had always been good with words. Swooning you with creative compliments, showing affection that no one had probably never thought of, treating you better than anyone.. was all of that to make you fill the role of his royal lover? A royalty who's purpose is to stand next to the king proudly, and help them in everything?

Because it certainly doesn't seem like that. He never lets you get in the way of his decisions, he's always ordering you around and never letting you tell him what's rational and not. He made you seem defenseless since, and you were more than frustrated after he had fought with another one of the planet's warriors and won without counter.

You desperately wanted to help, to pull yourself away from Zhask's grip as he attacks, and sends the swarm towards the person. But who were you to break free from your lover's grip? If you could even call him that..

As Zhask defeated, yet another attempt of someone assassinating him, you slowly started to break down. Tears falling down your cheeks and sniffles escaping your torn body. You hoped Zhask would ignore you like usual, but this time, he went ahead and looked at you. Adrenaline instantly disappearing upon seeing you crying.

'Why are you crying? Don't you feel how powerful we are? Don't you feel the bliss in having people attack you, but fail?'

For the first time, Zhask wasn't sure about why you're crying. Usually, he only had to reassure you that everything was gonna be okay, and kiss your tears away. But he.. couldn't do those things to comfort you. How can he comfort you? His precious lover?

He was too lost in thought to notice you were looking straight at him, hand clenching his staff as an odd thought came to mind. "Why.. Zhask?" You spoke, breaking Zhask away from his thoughts to comfort you. For the first time in awhile, he noticed how hurt your eyes look. The natural glow from them was fading, and you were trembling..

"Why.. what? We're gonna destroy everything! Can't you feel the satisfaction from that? Why are you even crying?!" The way he raised his voice made you flinch, as the continuous distruction from the swarm flowed through your ears. "Do you see how you ruined millions of species lives because of the swarm?!"

"Who cares about the species! We're still alive, aren't we?!" God, how you hated it when he treats others like they're trash. You couldn't believe him, so you were crying even more. Although this time.. the staff you and him were holding floated away, and instead— You were being held by Zhask instead.

The silence that followed, suffocated Zhask's thoughts about destroying every universe. He wanted to hear something from you.. something to made him feel powerful again when he's not destroying planets. But alas, only your occasional sniffles could be heard.

"My star.."

In any day that you couldn't hear the swarm, you would smile in joy. You would, if you just couldn't hear anything anymore. Even his voice. "Please come home, stop the swarm for a bit, or just leave them." You choked out, in between sobs. Earning Zhask the voice he wanted to hear, but not the tone and words he desired to hear.

Your hands tightened, and you sobbed into his chest. He was conflicted on whether or not he should stop to comfort you. If he does, the swarm will be left alone, and enemies may be able to kill them, furthermore, your planet will be destroyed from how exposed all of you were. "Please, Zhask." You pleaded, unaware that he was thinking about a way to spend time with you— Without letting anyone of his people die.

"Shh.. my star. Let me think, okay? I'm not gonna let this opportunity go for you, for us." He whispered to you, his claws running down the scales on your back— You felt the need to hug him tighter, but you were afraid to crack his body in half. So you held back, and subconsciously watched the staff float around you two. Your peripheral vision could see the swarm, but you kept your focus on the staff.

The feelings both of you developed was so complicated. It makes you dizzy, like you are right now. Tears was still flowing freely, and Zhask hasn't given you an answer yet. Was he just gonna tire you out so you can sleep? If so, it was definitely working, you crying was earning him a favor.

"We're gonna have a nice and long talk, okay, my star?"

"I don't want to talk.. Zhask."

"I know, my star, but you're confused as to why, correct? If we discuss it together, maybe we could understand each other.."

You let out a small cry in disapproval. But eventually, he whispered the words that made you hope he has a chance of redemption.. "Your love can't overcome my desires of destroying everything, but our love together may prove otherwise.."

"I don't want you to say our love may prove otherwise, I want to know if you truly love me!" You shouted, ears ringing after the swarm made a shout, a shout that you only hear if Zhask orders them to kill.. Did Zhask just try to kill you? What were you to him, really?!

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry my star. I shouldn't have gotten so.. oh no.." Zhask panicked, nuzzling his covered mouth to your tear stained face. Another way to try and comfort you, but it didn't work. You were so scared, his creation was barely pushing its claws againts your scales, and you cried. Zhask couldn't see it, and pulled you closer, making you stop feeling the sharp claws againts you.

"My star, please don't cry, lets talk together, we're lovers. You're my lover. And I love you, I love you.."

Hopefully, his words are true, just like he said.. He loves you.

I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3

[mistirimoose]

Stuck ⌑ Dyrroth x Fem!Reader

warning: making out summary: you and Dyrroth were hiding in the bushes from the enemies, but it eventually led to something more than that.

Pls what I'm surprised to see the amount of notes this one got since this was my very first time but tysm!

Somewhere in the battlefield, beside the tall bushes, were you and Dyrroth. And unfortunately, you two were now fighting some minions of the opposite team.

So far, there were no enemies around. The last time you recalled, half of them were already wiped out. So you were safe. At least, that's what you thought.

Suddenly, you heard the sound of cables, signaling that Fanny was coming.

There were no problems with that... if she were an ally.

Her cables pulled her towards you and Dyrroth.

She spun in the air. Two long swords in her hands.

You ducked out of the way, but she succeeded in leaving a small cut on Dyrroth's arm, which you hadn't noticed.

Fortunately, it wasn't so deep, as he managed to avoid her full attack.

Then came Franco's hook, heading in his direction.

Distracted by Fanny, he didn't notice the hook.

Thinking quickly, you pushed him out of the way into the tall bushes, causing you to knock into his brawny chest as you landed on top of him.

You lifted your head, noticing the cut from one of Fanny's swords.

"Are you okay?" You asked.

He responded with a groan.

You noticed the position you were in, and you tried separating from it.

You pressed your hands onto the stiff ground he was lying on as he was stuck between your arms, lifting yourself up.

You cautiously began to get off of him. But throughout this, the bushes you two were in kept rustling.

He noticed this and forced your body back down. Your body landed with his right thigh between both of yours, increasing tension.

"Agh!" A sound escaped your mouth as your body landed. "Why-"

"Shh," he shushed you as his eyebrows furrowed, indicating seriousness. "Stop talking! You're going to expose us," he whisper-yelled.

You felt awkward being in your current position, but you can't deny that it did make you feel... something.

You turned your head behind to see a group of shadows. It was assumable to be the other team's. You were sure they heard the rustling of your movement in the bush.

You heard a muffled voice from outside suggest, "Maybe they went into the bushes?"

Out of nervousness, you turned your head back.

Your face instantly met with Dyrroth's, who stared into your eyes with a look on his face that threatened you not to make any more sounds.

This contact made you feel a little shy, with a growing mix of embarrassment.

The position you two were stuck in was building up the tension in the atmosphere. To which the demon could undeniably feel.

You couldn't help but feel his hot breath tickling your skin, which sprinkled a tint of desire to your dense feeling, blooming something inside of you. You were blushing, and he knew it.

You were nervous, and he liked that.

He loved the feeling of the fast beating of your heart, your agitated face, your body on top of his, his knee pressed between your thighs; he loved them all.

You couldn't move away from him to get into a more...friendly position, for the leaves of the bushes rustles easily, which could alert the other team.

You avoided his gaze at all costs, looking anywhere else.

The ongoing tension was interrupted by a voice outside the bushes.

"C'mon guys, let's go."

And with those words, the shadows left, with multiple footsteps which were heard fading.

You two stayed silent for a couple minutes in a burning silence. Not moving a single inch.

You cleared your throat. "I think the coast is clear now."

You stood up and were about to leave, but his cold fingers gripped your hand and pulled it back down. Making you roughly fall onto him again.

"Na-a-ah," he said in a teasing tone. "Where do you think you're going?"

His back was lifted from the ground with your hand still in his grip.

He raised a finger to lift your chin as his face leaned closer to your ear. "After all, you started all of this. Didn't you?"

His voice turned into a raspy one. One that was full of desire and wonder. A different kind of wonder.

By now, you two had forgotten everything that had happened, too focused on the current scene.

Your breath somewhat hitched upon hearing his words. Was it out of fear? Surprise? Or perhaps...excitement?

He noticed your eyes were lingering elsewhere.

This time, he brought his whole hand to your chin, directing it to his face.

"Hey, don't look anywhere else. I want to see your eyes on me."

Your face heated up, along with the aura around you two. It felt as if the sky had turned red with tension.

You then unexpectedly felt his lips connect with yours.

It took you by surprise, but you eventually melted into the kiss as butterflies flew around your stomach.

He then parted his lips away from yours and looked at you.

"Look at you, all pathetic and spoiled," he commented as he stared down at you. "You look so pretty right now."

You responded by softly tugging at him, wanting more.

He then responded by pressing his lips on yours once more. Except, this time, it was rough.

You deepened the kiss, making his mouth get more aggressive on yours.

Your hands started to tug and play with his hair, leading him to roam his hands under your shirt, massaging your waist, feeling every single part of it.

Your eyes opened, and you whimpered at the shocked feeling of his glacial hands on your skin. It was as if his hands were made of ice.

"You don't know how greatly I've been craving this, [Name]..."

The sound of your whimpering provoked him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You pushed his upper body down to the ground as your legs intertwined with his legs.

Your hands that were previously in his hair made their way to his horns, tugging them softly.

The tugging on his horns undoubtedly made him lust for more and more.

With all the lustfulness within him, he switched his position to be above you, rolling you onto the ground and pinned you down, thrusting his tongue almost into your throat, pulling it back in and out while roaming it inside your mouth.

[roxxiies]

not a req! but thoughts on how soft aamon and dyrroth treat their support lover?

also can I be -🩷anon? I love your works🩷! The mlbb blogs here are so little!

Assassins with a support!lover. sfw, crack, hint of obsession in dyrroth's part.

✩　featuring: aamon, dyrroth

yes, I think man is in love with you, yes, really.

Aamon absolutely cherishes you. The team has to need a pair of glasses with a high grade to be able to see it, because boy, this man is nonchalant.

Either way, with his calm demeanour, he won't hesitate to shower you with praises after your hard work which never fails you to turn into a blushing mess.

Which causes you to be distracted sometimes.

Like that one time you got caught too deep in the fight. That time he panicked, abandoned what he was doing, rushed quickly to your aid, and then whisked you away while hidden under his cloak.

Then the two of you stop to rest at the corner. Once he feels the two of you are safe, he'd hug you tightly after that, muttering how he could've lost you:( You had to convince him hard through it that time.

Out the battlefield, he'd lazily tend to his duties while you were by his side, helping him. He'd tell you to stop helping him because you need rest too. But you insisted, and in no way can he deny you. He just sighs, kisses your forehead, and says thank you. aghh

Aamon can be soft, but only you (and his brother😭) can bring it out of him.

No matter how soft you say it, Dyrroth remains either possessive or constantly worried.

It's just that Dyrroth loves having you as his support and staying by his side, but he'd be so worried you'd be hurt… and by him.

Yk, man could go crazy with his damage in the early game.

However, he can't deny how much he still loves it when you get near him to help him out. When that time you both hide in the bush and then sit on the ground, his arms will then wrap around your waist while you rake your fingers through his hair and heal him.

Sometimes, when he's so stressed over his duties, he craves your touch. But he's afraid he'd hurt you so he just leaves it be and you can't help but notice it right away. You walked up to his desk with a glass of water and caressed his face. He hesitantly leaned towards your warm touch, then proceeded to exhale a tired sigh as he kisses your hand.

Dyrroth loves you for being there for him and staying. It warms his heart. He loves you. He loves you. Oh, look, now his mind is all about you again.

[roxxiies]

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘, 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐃, 𝐃𝐘𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇, 𝐀𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃, 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄

FLUFF, GN!READER BUT IN LEOMORD'S, SHORT DRABBLES

synopsis: spending halloween together with them (separate)

“H-Hey, I said slow down!”

She’d laugh at your screams as she took you rooftop-hopping across a haunted neighborhood she’d recently discovered.

Despite the eerie noises and thick fog, nothing could stop Fanny from swinging along with you.

She laughed again. “Scared already? The ghosts are harmless here, anyway.”

“It’s not the ghosts! It’s the height, Fanny!”

He’d take you on a midnight horseback ride, your eyes lingering on the distant view of the castle.

Leomord chuckled lowly. “Enjoying the view, princess?”

Feeling your cheeks heat up, you leaned closer against his chest as the horse slowed, allowing you to take it all in.

You nodded slowly, trying to hold back a smile. “View’s so pretty, Leo…”

“You aren’t wearing anything!”

Dyrroth had reluctantly agreed to accompany you to your friend’s costume party, but he showed up in his usual outfit with just a cloak thrown over it.

He let out a groan, furrowing his eyebrows. “I don’t need a costume to look scary.” He murmurs, “I’m already a demon.”

“But still! You promised you’d be an angel!”

“There’s no way I’m doing that!”

You burst out laughing. “Wait, you’re serious?”

Alucard, dressed as a demon—something he’d usually be hunting—just smirks at your surprised look. “Even demon hunters need a break from chasing themselves.”

The irony isn’t lost on him, and now you understand why you were told to dress as a demon hunter.

He chuckles, “You’d better chase me down, then.”

“BOO!”

“Ack!”

Vale uses his powers against you to make you feel the Halloween spirit ‘better,’ and each time you get startled, he chuckles before eventually comforting you.

“Stop jumping on me!” you slap his shoulder playfully.

But his soft laughter fills the room as he clutches your wrists. “Come on, that was a great scare.”

[roxxiies]

Dyrroth, who can't seem to get enough of you, keeps begging you for more. nsfw, fem!reader, fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, slight dubcon, dyrroth is in a legal age here.

✩　featuring: dyrroth

“One more, love…” he hums in between your inner thighs. He had laid you on his bed, a heavy scent of lust hangs in the air. You both were at it for… let's say, the last few hours and he still refuses to stop and give you any break. Earlier, your little abyss prince was feeling a bit touchy and you entertained him for a bit, thinking he was just missing your warmth— but oh how you were so wrong.

His fingers, wet due to your past orgasms, deliciously curled inside your pussy as his tongue played with your abused clit, “Dy, b-baby– ah, p-please… I can't do it anymore!” You reach for one of his horns and he lets out one of the whorish moan you've heard from him as you try to pry him off of your sensitive cunt but he only harshly gripped your thighs that will surely leave a bruise tomorrow. He opened your legs further, denying you of your wish and you whine.

He continues and you could only take what his torture gives you. His face contorts as if focusing on finding that one spot in you, the squelches getting louder. He finds that spot in you and you instinctively try to grab his hair to pull him off, like before, he won't budge, “Stop it,” he groans on your pussy, sending vibrations through your clit, and you're left sobbing his name in hopes for him to stop. He continued to abuse that sweet spot in you with his fingers and you thrash in his hold but he keeps you down— stay put, don't make him repeat himself.

You started to feel that familiar coil on your lower abdomen, and he seemed to catch on it, “Come for me, princess.” He started to pick up his pace with his fingers making you gasp as his thumb focused on your clit. With one final stroke of his fingers, you shake uncontrollably and close your legs around his head, you moan and release on his fingers. He eased your legs to calm down as he lapped painfully slow on your slick and moan in delight.

Though he didn't stop there, no, he didn't release the grip on your thighs as his tongue still played with your clit, and you sobbed on being too sensitive from your last orgasms, “D-dyrroth hic please that's enough..!” He hummed again, and you cried helplessly at his question, “Princess… one more, please?”

[roxxiies]

WOOOO big fan 🎉

As a mage/mm main, I have a personal feud with all assassins. Could I request a sorta rival relationship btw the mid/gold lancer player and any of the enemy assassins?

They harshly tease/mock you endlessly about your skills. sfw, gn!reader, fighting, teasing

✩　featuring: dyrroth, ling

He’s rough with you, landing blows that deal damage but never enough to knock you out. And sometimes, he’d straddle you during the fight, teasing you about how, even with his weight on you, you still can’t lift him off. And even brushing off your efforts.

“Wow, was that your ultimate?” Dyrroth snickers, his hand resting lazily over the slight visible burn on his abdomen as if the damage you inflicted was nothing.

Your eyebrows furrowed in frustration, annoyance burned within you. You hated it; you hated how he seems unfazed with your attacks. Sure, he was the enemy, but did he really have to find pleasure in annoying you? Couldn't he just move on after a quick fight?

“Oh, come on, don’t get so quiet now,” Dyrroth teased as he circled you with slow and taunting steps. “A lil' pathetic, I'd say. You need to try harder if you plan on actually hitting me."

Your grip tightened around your weapon. How was your suffering so enjoyable to him? You desperately needed a way to shut him up for good. But it was Dyrroth, after all—cocky, skilled, and so hard to take down.

And without even thinking, you shot back, “If I win this match, you have to leave me alone—no more taunting, no more of your games.”

Dyrroth’s eyes lit up with amusement as he easily dodged your next attack, smirking as if your frustration was just a joke to him. “Oh?” he chuckles, slowly stepping closely to you. “And what happens if I win?”

You huffed, regretting your proposed wager. His grin twisted as he noticed your hesitation, “If I win, you’ll be my little loyal servant for the next few matches.”

The thought of bowing to Dyrroth—obeying his orders—felt like fate worse than death, but at the same time, the idea of finally getting him off your back was just too tempting to pass up.

“Deal.” you huffed as pride swells in your chest. You couldn’t let him win. There was too much to lose now.

He'd poke at you—swift, quick attacks that you barely notice coming. He's just too skilled with his ability, too prideful. That you promised soon, you'd be able to take him down and finally guarantee victory. But right now, that vision was blurry.

He barely glanced over his shoulder as he felt your presence behind him. Ling didn't even flinch as your spell barely grazed his shoulder.

“Too slow,” he remarked with that annoyingly calm tone. He then flipped effortlessly off the stone, landing gracefully behind you with his blade pointed towards the ground as if your attacks weren't even worth acknowledging. You scoffed, he's mocking you.

You felt frustrated by every second with him. Ling was skilled when it came to mobility, making it impossible to pin him down. That every time you got close enough, he'd slip away as if smoke, and not giving you the satisfaction of landing a hit. It wasn't just his speed that annoys you—it was the way he never took you seriously.

“Hell, can you just stand still for once?” you snapped, turning to face him. “Or are you too scared to fight me head-on?”

He chuckled, “Why would I waste time standing still?” His tone wasn't malicious, but he sounded so unbothered. He leaped upward again, perching on another ledge.

“You talk about fighting me head-on,” Ling added with his back towards you. “Like you'd be able to catch up with me."

“I’ll catch up to you,” you echoed, gripping your weapon tighter. “And when I do, I'm going to make the most of it.”

Ling’s grin widened slightly, amused by your confidence. He rested his sword against his shoulder with his stance relaxed. “I’m looking forward to it, little bird.” Then, with a swift movement, he vanished again, leaving you standing there... alone with your thoughts.

[kikiwooo]

© @/kikiwooo

notes: gn reader

[ CARRYING ]

X.Borg

On his shoulders. What can be better than that? With the height of his, enjoy the ride. He'll also grab onto your leg for you to not fall off.

"Steady now, wouldn't want you to fall off."

Dyrroth

He loves to hook his hands under your thighs and lift you up, how should I explain this; front piggyback? Your height or weight doesn't matter to him, he's the prince of the abyss after all.

"You look rather..frustrated by this..~ Come on, look at me."

Fredrinn

Carries you with only one arm just to show off, yeah that's fredrinn. He makes it a little game to win over your heart, his charming face and that smirk of his doesn't help at all.

"How's the weather up there darlin'~? Pretty good mhm?"

Julian

Throwing you over his shoulder seems like a effective choice actually. Especially when there's a fight and there are more enemies he can take so he just throws you over his shoulder like a potato sack and 🏃💨

"Stop squirming I don't want to drop you-! oi! Stop hitting my back now that's hurts-"

Aamon

Guy's either princess carrying you or leading you by the hand like a true gentleman. Honestly it all makes the cold Duke's heart flutter. Aamon is clever, so clever that in a middle of the fight he can scoop you into his arms and ran to a nearby tower. (Don't forget his invisible cloak ability)

"I got you."

Xavier

Above the others Xavier is most comfortable on carrying you on his back. For him it's the most efficient way if you get injured and run for aid. Just,, just imagine him bending down to his knee and waiting for you to settle on his back🥺🥺

"Jump now, that way we'll be faster."

Martis

Just like Aamon, the Ashura king himself prefers to carry you in his muscular arms, I mean who doesn't want that?? Also won't miss any opportunity to flustee you making you hid into his chest, you bet he's grinning ear to ear.

"Look at me love, I want to see you~"

Gord

Gord doesn't see the need to carry you, he can make you float instead but won't do that you need to beg for...literally. What, ain't standing next to him is enough for you? With how an ear sore(affectionately) you are he will, with a flick of his wrist will make you float. Go ahead and take the opportunity to bump his nose.🤫

"Tsk, don't get any ideas..."

Jonshon

Carrying? What's that? Take a seat instead, don't forget the belt.

Hanzo

Holds you like a kitten/puppy, just like a baby animal in general. He's a big guy what did you expect? Hanzo doesn't really like having you close to him because of the demon inside him who makes comments such as how sweet your blood smells...

".......must you stand this close? .......fine...come here."

Claude

Tries to throw you over his shoulder just to tease you then falls to the ground with you. As playful as Claude can be he's a hopeless romantic and most of the time is clueless about literally everything. He's getting advices from his best man, trust Dexter on this. He's showing how should Claude carry you-

"(Name)- heyy, trust me on this, please one more time-! No I won't drop you I promise-"

Leomord

If you specifically want him to carry you, he'll do it without saying anything, be it princess carry(his favorite) or any other styles. But mostly you two will be riding with Barbiel, he's behind you, arms on the both of your sides. His reflexes are fast, he'll catch you before his mind can proceed.

"The weather is quite nice don't you think darling? Would you accompany me and Barbiel for a little walk?"

[roxxiies]

what do you think our little prince of the abyss' love language be?

- 💫

Dyrroth's love language. sfw, gn!reader, little angst

✩　featuring: dyrroth

I think dyrroth will most likely have physical touch as a love language.

You see, having bestowed the responsibility of leading the abyss as the lord for some years made him feel... empty deep inside. That somehow, in the back of his mind, he was missing something—something that wasn't lost but is lost.

You, however, made him feel safe and warm once he was in your embrace, despite being seated on a cold throne. So he tries to look for that missing piece in you. He makes time for you only to just embrace you as his face nuzzles towards your neck, huffing an exhausted sigh as he pulled you closer.

He would often feel oddly comforting when he gave you innocent gestures and touches, and somehow it makes him feel like he's human again, away from those responsibilities and brutal wars.

And maybe, just maybe, he will think that you were the one his heart was actually missing.

[roxxiies]

In which you make out with your sibling's best friend and get caught.fem!reader, suggestive, slight dry humping

✩　featuring: dyrroth, ling, yin

You were sat on the table where the maps formerly were and now are scattered on the floor. You didn't mind, you were too busy holding back the Abyss Prince's need to deepen the kiss and the tight pull of his hands on your hips to his own.

You shortly gasped for air and Dyrroth whined at the sudden lost contact of your lips, "Dy.. slow dow-" Before you could finish your sentence, he leaned in for another kiss, this time making sure to place one hand behind the back of your head and slipping his tongue in, now you wouldn't think of escaping anymore.

He continued on savouring your taste, but the double door of his office burst open, revealing a smiling, beautiful dark elf lady waving papers in her hand. She looked at the scene before her and gasped so loudly that before the both of you could react, she rushed over you and pulled you away from the prince as she then yelled, "Dyrroth, what the fxck— what do you think you're doing?!"

The Prince of the Abyss glared down towards Selena, akin to a predator that had taken its favourite food away. He tried to get you back by reaching for you, but Selena pulled you back right away, failing his attempts. Dyrroth groaned, "Who asked your presence here?!" "You did! I was supposed to help you finish detailing the maps! Yet here you are fooling with my sister of all?!"

Dyrroth tries to calm down, remembering what you had told him before, "I'm not fooling—ugh, that's it, if you don't leave us now, I'll be sure to never let her see you again."

Selena's hold on you tightened, "You wouldn't dare."

"Try me."

Your sister scoffed at the prince and turned towards you, her eyes softening, "Sister, if something terrible happens, be sure to call for me," You were entirely oblivious to their conversation, huh? who's her? You nodded still.

When Selena was at the door, she turned around and saw Dyrroth already pouncing on you as he ignored the deadly stares your sister gave. As she was about to leave, you barely heard your sister say something to him but man in front of you rolled his eyes, "It's not like I'd devour you or something," ah

Now that your sister was out of the room, Dyrroth's attention was solely on you again. His eyes darkened, he looked like he'd actually devour you now. You were caged between his arms as he licked his lips, "Where were we, princess?"

Wanwan burst into laughter, she finally managed to convince Ling to put on a skirt, a pink skirt. Ling's schedule at night wasn't that busy, so he let himself be led into a trap by Wanwan... and said person was still laughing while she pulled you into the room where he was, and then there his pride began to diminish as you didn't react like he wanted to. You see, he has a crush on you, and seeing you not reacting in the slightest made him so weak. Though when Wanwan was disappointed by your reaction, she took off to find Zilong, maybe he would actually laugh his ass off, leaving you and Ling the only ones left in the room.

Ling's embarrassing thoughts still plauged his mind. Both of you were never this close with each other, let alone be in the same room with each other. You, however, ignite something in you—something about Ling in a flimsy skirt. You slowly stalked towards Ling and lifted his chin with your hand to meet your eyes, which had a glint of mischief evident in them. You pulled him into your lips, and he groaned into the feeling, surprised by your action. You placed your wondering hands on his arm that was pulling you even closer by the waist. You moaned as he began to become sloppier by the second, his little humps becoming unbearable for him. Both of you gasped to breathe, his lips were already red from your intrusion. You stared at him, how could your best friend hide this side of him from you? He groaned, Ling was an impatient guy and didn't want to waste anymore time, he cupped your cheeks and pulled you back for another kiss.

The two of you were busy lapping at each other that you didn't notice your mad brother heading towards the two of you. Zilong had softly moved you away from Ling while your brother held him by his collar, "What are you doing, Ling?" your eyes widened, you held back Zilong from doing anything worse as he wasn't this hostile at all. Ling only hissed from the tight grip he had on him, then you panicked, "Brother, stop- hey! This is my fault! I... I initiated it," your brother looked at you, a bit unhappy with your advances with his companion, seriously with Ling?

Zilong had let him go, he rubbed the reddened area by his neck as he watched your brother scold you, Ling was a dangerous person after all. But ah, now that Ling had a taste of you, he for sure won't let you go now... he's night schedule might change from now on.

Yin had always been carefree and reckless, climbing to your windowsill at night and coming unannounced to your room just to tell you something that had recently interested him. Maybe wondering as to how bees pollinate the flowers or how they make honey taste so sweet... to eventually wonder would you taste sweet as well?

Yin had known you so well—to the point of knowing that your brother is out for groceries and that he has you for himself today. He ushered you to sit with him on the bed as the thought plagued his mind, and you did as he said. He pulled you into his lap, and with his right thumb, he rubbed your lips, waiting for your consent. You picked it up, of course, and knowing Yin for quite some time, you leaned in for him to confirm his thoughts. He pressed his lips against yours, and for a little while, he pulled away—yes, you are sweet.

Yin kissed you back again, and your hands rested on his shoulders as your tongues played with each other. His hands went to rest on your waist, now he would go further down just to please you more, but he feared he would mess up and let his other thoughts get out of hand. His grip on your waist tightened, as if keeping you still, you didn't know you were rubbing yourself on him for a while now, "Don't do that," he whined between the kisses. You can't seem to stop, he sounded heavenly.

"Yin!" both of you jolted at the sudden yell and looked at the door, your brother's figure standing there, fuming. Yin even had the time to gently lift you off of his lap to the bed and ran towards the window as your brother chased him. Once he was outside the window, he yelled, "I'll be back next time, (Y/N)! I promise!" your brother, Xavier, rushed to the window and looked outside where Yin was running and shouted back, "There won't be any next time!" he closed the window harshly and you laughed at Yin's antics. Your brother glared towards you, you're in a lot of trouble again.

[kikiwooo]

Jealous Fredinn and Dy with a reader who is a sup and has been all time helping other people ( probably helped them but they are jealous af) and just take reader into a bush? //smut if um can pls! <3\\ ilv ur writing srs❥

notes: finally it's comin' out...it's been quite a long time💀, gn reader, sup reader, not fully smut, threesome

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© @/kikiwoo

You're probably one of the best supports next to Estes, with that it's normal for you to get team invitations everyday. Of course your beloved Abyss Prince wasn't really pleased with that, he was possessive over you..a lot. If that wasn't even enough he had to share you, with some man. Fredrinn was chill sharing you while Dyrroth was fuming at the mouth, in the end there was nothing he could do anyway.

"Why thank you darlin'. I wouldn't be able to defeat this enemy without your support~" Fredrinn wrapped his arm around your waist as he pulled you close to his chest and sneaked a kiss to your neck. Which made you feel butterflies in your stomach, Fredrinn chuckled at your reaction before softly pressing his lips onto yours softly. He was about to further until the Miya, team's marksman asked for assistance. Fredrinn clicked his to gue in annoyance but that quickly turned into a small smile. "She looks fine on her own, she has three fully built items right? Why don't you stay with me a little longer love?" You could only nod as Fredrinn let go off you after giving you get another kiss. He was never really showed his jealousy out but if he was tempted enough he'd pull you onto his lap and never let go off you for the rest of the day, after all he'd have great access to your neck, no?

Before you can go Fredrinn's hand sneaked into yours and squeezed it lightly, "Be safe around here yeah?" "y-you too!"

When you peeked from the mid lane's bush, it was empty. Probably Valir went to help Miya, you turned around to get a glance at the blue buff. The moment you enter the bush a pair of arms grabbed you and tugged you deeper in, the panic strike into you but the force was too strong to even resist. You eventually head-dived into someone's chest, it was no other than Dyrroth, a very frustrated one too. His eyes shone viciously in a deep blood red, not those wine red you knew.

"Finally" He snapped, almost biting like. His fingers digged into your arms as his mouth opened a little to reveal his sharp teeth, as if he's going to bite a chunk of you. "You remembered me, I nearly grew impatient." He rolled his eyes at you as his grip tightened at your slight struggling. "I-I was helping-" "That damn marksman can wait, most importantly I am-" A hand swiftly pulls you away from the demon's grip, almost too easily. You met with a bare chest, it did gave a refreshing contact. Fredrinn digs the tip of his sword into the ground and leans against it with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You yell tell at our precious support? ..wonder how far you can fall oh dear prince." It was Fredrinn's game to tick off Dyrroth and he'd always fall for it if you're on the center that is. "That does not concern you, human." Dyrroth's growl like response could make anyone shake in fear but not Fredrinn, he was used to it by now. "As their lover, it concerns me very much." Fredrinn slightly bends down his head a little and raises your chin with his finger, his warm breath tickles your ear as his chest roses up and down against your back with every breath. "You're too rough with them..want your elder to show how to pleasure them best~?" Dyrroth just grumbled with a sour face whilst crossing his arms over his chest, his tail slowly swaying left and right with clear annoyance. His dick semi-hard inside his slit(listen, he doesn't wear pants he's a demon let's just imagine that he has a slit where his dick is comfortably staying there😒) from the actions earlier. Fredrinn's knee came to slowly apart yours and to lift you up a little as his hand slowly lifted your clothing up to expose your stomach. His hand sneaked inside to roam around your body which made you tingle all over with his warm breathing next to your ear. "Tch too slow, waste of time." Dyrroth walked over both of you and gripped your thighs, slightly pulling you just a tad bit closer.

"Looks like someone's a bit willing..."

"can't say I'm not.."

Fredrinn's teeth lightly grazed your neck as his hands made quick work if your below clothing and tossed them aside.

"Let's just finish it quickly.. can't wait any longer-"

then.. something hot..and wet against your thigh, your eyes met with Dyrroth as he hosted himself up against you, standing on his tiptoes(because damn fredrinn so tall what kind of milk did he drank), his hands still gripping your thighs as his red dick proudly up with some precum dripping from the tip. Dyrroth didn't wasted any time as he pushed his entire length into you, making both of you gasp out as Fredrinn only smirked and let you lean against his chest. Dyrroth stopped for a seconds in the mid way but continued to push with a hiss. It wasn't long before he began to abuse your hole, the not so little not pointy spikes on his dick roughly brushed your walls, it really did made you drool as it put a show to Fredrinn.

...

"..It's been fifteen minutes and still no sight of them..did they got caught into an ambush?" Miya said as her eyes wandered to the bushes, her fingers tight on her bow. Xavier walked alongside the elf archer, "That's not possible, we just saw three heroes from the enemy team."

Miya sighed and shook her head, her eyes showed concern. "I could only hope that they're safe and sound."

[kikiwooo]

hello may i make a request? so i heard that dyrroth will be banned at 2024...can i make a request where is the player gives him the last goodbye in their last moment with dyrroth before they're unable to see him again? its up to you if it's angst or happy ending, and if its okay can it be a gender neutral?

refuse to let him go

yeah

Telling him was the worst part, seeing him becoming angry quickly and questioning it over and over. He didn't accepted it, he wasn't going to accept it.

...what would the abyss do without him? A kingdom without it's prince, a kingdom without a ruler is no kingdom at all. He had many plans to take over the whole Land of Dawn, he was still making many plans.

and you, you..you surely taking it more harder than him right? You must take it much more harder than him...right?

The abyss prince who won't let anyone or anything get close to him, will let you crash into him. Collapse in his arms and tightly hold onto him....hes doing the same but more gentle, you're only human after all. Cry or scream all you want, he'll be there to his very last seconds.

If it doesn't end well....well,

The tight grip he had around your body was comforting, but both of you knew it wasn't going to last long. Your grip around his form tightened with every passing second, the Abyss Prince noticed that. He presses you onto him much more as if that's possible, he wanted to comfort that one and only human who choosed him over over anyone, he never wanted to let go. But time wasn't going to wait for anyone, even if they're the strongest.

" ..take care of the abyss for me...alright?"

But if its......

The abyss prince walked out of the 're-design' room whilst holding his head and cursing under his breath. The whole re-design thing had taken a quite tool on him so it was only natural for him to feel tired, but not that tired. His piercing eyes searched for you, for your form that he was familiar with.

" hmp...where are you? ..(name).."

when his eyes found you, they noticeably sparkled.

"There you are-"

hm?

You held out a burger to him, his favorite.

Dyrroth sheepishly grinned and took it from your hands already devouring it, he wrapped his arm around your waist and rested his chin on between your neck and shoulder.

"Ah~ you know me so well, as you should."

[kikiwooo]

The whole mlbb community, I need y'all and this is important.

So this, it's says that Dyrroth is going to be banned in 2024.

Personally, I don't think moonton would do that, the video itself looks like it's edited, you can also see the comments.

Dyrroth has quite the role in the story and some of the players even paid money on his skins, as well as they main him. Many people would throw hands if something like this happens so all we can just is wait.

But of course, if moonton would like to see me at their door with petrol and lighter 🥰

amazing thanks to @bleclactea (why ain it showin the tags I have no idea) who gave me the news~

[roxxiies]

Hi there!! I wanted to say thank you for making the mlbb x reader fic, you’re definitely one of my fav writers out there! (Especially Dyrroth fics hehe🥺) I cant wait to read more of your stories!!💜

ellow, I'm so happy you enjoy them!! you're def welcome to read more or req <33