Akali
She's a fuckboi and a flirt. She's like, "Eve, let me grind on you." She's sloppy though. Akali tries to drunk rap but slurs her own words. When she dances, it's all about bucking her hips and she'll make eyes at Eve. It's kinda like Masked Akali but just drunk. Akali is loud and boisterous when she's drunk and she'll knock out cold at the end of it.
"Damn, boobs."
"Eve's butt is bigger than my hands and that's a lot of responsibility for one me."
"Ahri, where the fuck do you hide your other tails? In your ass?"
"I can't read for shit."
"Bitches love paint so imma cover myself in it."
Ahri
She forgets how to human. When she's drunk, she's basically 100% fox. Not like Kurama level of behavior, like an actual fox. She just yips all the time and chases Kai'sa down. She'll knock off cups off the table and she'll just shove her face against you in affection. She'll chase her tail for hours. Oh, and she'll howl like a motherfucker.
"Yip yip yip yip *other fox noises*"
"Awoooooo!"
"Yap yap yap!"
"Eeee eeee eyah eyah!"
Kai'sa
She turns into a child. She wants to be babied. She wants milk and cookies and for you to rock her to sleep. Kai'sa will latch onto you like a baby would latch onto your leg. If she's really drunk, she'll suck her thumb. The tamest drunk out of K/DA, to be honest. Oh, but if you're not careful...she will actually suck on Ahri's tails.
"I want chips!! *pouts*"
"I wuv you guys!"
"Play with me!"
"Ahri's tails look like rock candy..."
Evelynn
Here are quotes to summarize drunk Eve:
"Hump me, fuck me, someone better make me choke god damn it I need a fucking hotdog!"
"My ass is too heavy! I have to shake it!"
"SPLIT ME OPEN LIKE FUCKING CHOPSTICKS!"
"AHRI THE VET IS HERE TO PROBE YOUR BUTT! IT'S ME BITCH!"
"KAI'SA I FUCKING GAVE BIRTH TO YOU SO COME TO YOUR MOTHER YOU UNGRATEFUL CHILD!"
"BRITTNEY SPEARS CAN RAW ME!"
"Aliens are real because I can smell them. They smell like baguettes."
"Akali you should date Eve. She's a fucking dumbass and I heard you like booty so it's perfect." (Yes, she talks in 3rd person sometimes)
"Bush did 9/11."
"PUSSY AND CATS ARE THE SAME THING?? I AM SO FUCKING CONFUSED!"
"I AM A HORNY BLACK CLOUD OF DEATH, FUCKING FEAR ME AND BE AROUSED!"
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Dropped (Becca x MC) Part 4
Soo this is the final part of this fic, thank you guys for following their journey till the end. Hope you enjoy 💕💕
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Pairing: Becca x MC (Emily)
Word Count: 1378
Warnings: none
Becca had been pacing back and forth outside the door for the past several minutes. She already knew what she was going to say. She already went through it in her head countless times. But actually saying it out loud... Maybe I should just do this another day? Becca shook her head. No. She needed to do this. She was there now. Any day later, she wouldn't be brave enough. She let out one last anxious breath and knocked on the door.
A few moments later, the door opened. And then there she was, the woman that consumed her thoughts by day and haunted her dreams at night.
"Becca?"
Emily looked tired. Dark circles formed under her eyes–eyes that once wore a fiery sparkle now replaced by a dull glint. At that moment, all of Becca's previous thoughts went out the window. All she wanted to do was hug her, comfort her, take away all the pain, all the hurt. But then she remembered she was the reason for those.
"Don't worry. This–this won't take long."
Becca thought of their anniversary night. How Emily waited for her, alone, while she got herself drunk, without a care in the world. How she brushed her off when she got home, ignoring all her shouts, her pleas, her cries. And then she remembered that night—the haunted look in Emily's eyes when she saw someone else kiss her.
"I'm sorry, Em. I am so so sorry for everything. I was an idiot. I–you didn't deserve any of that."
Emily avoided her gaze, her eyes drifting down the floor.
Becca continued. "But you're wrong. I never–even for a second–stopped loving you. I know you probably won't believe me, but I never cheated on you. Hell, I never even thought of cheating on you." Becca bit her quivering lip. "I love you so much which is why I–I–"
Becca closed her eyes as her next words came out almost as a whisper.
"Which is why I'm letting you go."
At her words, Emily's eyes trailed up to meet Becca's gaze, and the look on her eyes almost made Becca question if she was doing the right thing.
"I–I won't bother you anymore." Becca stepped forward and pressed her lips on Emily's forehead. "Goodbye, Em."
Becca walked away as tears started streaming down her cheeks, not once looking back.
***
The next few weeks passed in a blur. The finality of their breakup left a dull, hollow ache in her heart even though Becca knew she did the right thing. She busied herself in school in an attempt to brush away thoughts of Emily while doing her best to ignore Chloe and her friends, leaving her once again alone and friendless on campus. But maybe that was for the best. She didn't think she could be all social even if she wanted to.
One afternoon, Becca was about to go home when her phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Yes, hi. Is this Rebecca Davenport I am speaking with?"
"Uhh, yes. This is she."
"This is Samantha Winters. We met on the mock trial? I was calling to see if you'd be interested in an internship here in California."
***
Emily's POV
"'... Not all college relationships last. But even so, the love you shared, the stories you created, even just for a passionate while, will stay with you for a lifetime.' Eeeeek, this is so beautiful, Em." Kaitlyn looked at Emily, pretending to wipe tears from her eyes.
Emily rolled her eyes. "Anywaay, I guess I better show this to James then."
On the way to the campus, Emily had been so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice the blonde heading straight towards her. At the collision, books scattered all over the floor.
Emily rushed to help pick them up. "I'm sorry I–Madison?"
Madison looked up. "Emily! Sorry, didn't see you there."
When Madison stood up and faced Emily, there was a distant and sad look in her eyes. "Thank you," Madison said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"Are you... okay?"
Madison hesitated. "Yes, I–" She sighed. "I just got back from Becca's place. She said she wasn’t leaving till later, but when I got there, her car was already gone. I didn't even get to say goodbye..."
"Becca... is leaving?"
Madison shot Emily a sympathetic look. "You didn't know."
Emily shook her head.
"She was offered an internship at California. I–I'm not even sure if she's coming back," Madison said dejectedly.
Emily shifted from one foot to the other. "I see."
Emily and Madison stood there silently for a moment until Madison spoke up.
"I probably should get going. It was nice bumping into you, Emily."
"Same to you."
Emily continued to walk towards the campus, each of her steps getting shorter than the last until she finally came to a complete stop. She then turned around, knowing where she needed to go.
***
Becca's POV
Becca sat near the edge of the hill, surrounded by trees covered in snow as cold air wafted all around her. She took a sip of the hot coffee she brought with her, hoping to regain some warmth.
"You know, I never understood why you didn't just leave your blankets and pillows here. I don't think anyone else knows about this place."
Becca turned around in surprise at the voice.
"Emily..."
Emily gave Becca a small smile as she sat down beside her.
"I couldn't risk it. Decent blankets and pillows are expensive, you know."
For a while, they just sat there, gazing at the city lights below. The only sound heard was the gentle rustling of leaves and the occasional breeze.
"Madison said you were leaving."
"I was going to, but I said no. It was a corporate law internship. I didn't think it was right for me."
Emily nodded in understanding. Soon, the silence grew again between them.
"Becca... what happened to us?"
Becca's gaze drifted over to Emily. Her expression was indiscernible as she continued to observe the stream of tiny movements on the city below.
"What happened to me, you mean," Becca muttered before returning her gaze back in front of her. "Working at Uskea and being at law school at the same time, after a while it just gets to you."
At the corner of her eye, Becca saw Emily turn her head to face her. "Why didn't you tell me you were having a hard time?"
"I–I was scared, embarrassed. I didn't want to look weak. I didn't want you to see me weak" Becca released a shaky breath, creating a misty cloud that rose into the air. "Because then, you'll see that I was never good enough for you."
Becca continued, "Instead, it became easier to fall back on old habits. And before I knew it I–" Becca squeezed her eyes shut, willing the tears away, before opening them again.
"At first I thought, somehow, I was protecting you, protecting us." Becca let out a humorless laugh. "It was too late when I realized that I wasn't. I was–" She clenched her fist, digging her nails into her palm, "I hurt you."
"Becca..." Emily reached out and unclenched Becca's fist, interlacing her fingers with hers. Becca held Emily's hand tighter with her head held down as hot tears started to prickle her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Becca whispered.
Emily took Becca's chin and gently tilted her face up. Becca could hardly meet her eyes. "Becca, look at me," Emily said softly.
Slowly, Becca met Emily's eyes, her gaze warm but piercing. "You don't need to pretend for me. Not now. Not ever." Emily held Becca's face, wiping away Becca's wet cheeks with her thumb as she pulled her closer. Their lips met hungrily, filled with longing and passion. When they pulled apart, their foreheads rested against each other.
"Can we... try again?" Becca breathed.
"As long as you promise me no more secrets."
Becca kissed Emily again. "No more secrets."
Becca and Emily spent the rest of the afternoon in each other's arms. They watched as the sun began to set, basking the city in a gorgeous shade of orange. And when the lights began to dim, they regretfully decided to descend the hill, braving the cold, hand in hand.
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