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Sona x Lee sin Lovely Hair?Sona x Lee sin Lovely Hair? by tornado-n-14
“Ohhh my Sona, Your hair is even lovelier as well as soft today”
Lee sin cooed while nuzzling his face into fur. Poor lee sin didn’t know that this wasn’t his wonderful girlfriend’s hair but it was Nunu’s Yeti.
Sona started plucking harsh notes at lee sin on her etwahl as if saying “that isn’t me you bald head! How could you get me confused for that?! I do not smell that bad nor do I look even close to a yeti”
She knew he was blind but that didn’t help the fact that him confusing her for Nunu’s ride insulted her and struck a chord to her pride.
Lee sin paying no mind to the harsh notes kept on nuzzling the fur while smiling like a fool. Growing irritated Sona huffed and decided he could have the blue yeti instead of her.
Turning abruptly the Maven of the Strings started floating away leaving the stupidly smitten Blind Monk to fawn over a blue frost monster.
Bard x Male!Reader: Fluffy Mane"BAAAARD!!!!"Bard x Male!Reader: Fluffy Mane by Raisalis
The Cosmic Vagabond turned at the sound of your voice yelling for him. He had just finished a fight in the league, and he had been preparing to return to his realm-hopping when you appeared.
...This happened every time he had a match.
He steeled himself as he prepared for the inevitable to happen. He was a big guy, sure, but you... you somehow could still knock him to the ground with your hugs despite your small and lean stature. Then again, he shouldn't really be surprised - he did visit realms beyond the imagination of mortal beings, he had seen practically anything and everything.
He let out one of his strange sounds as you tackled him and squealed at how adorable he was, and buried yourself into his fluffy white mane. It was amazingly soft, and it practically called to you every time you saw him.
You'd rushed over again after hearing that he was in a match. Screw cooking, a chance to see a huge walking pile of fluff was more important than your stomach (or your house