khada jhin stepped closer, his flesh hand gently rest upon the yordle’s shoulder. in all honesty, he did not know what comfort a man like him could bring. a man with no true comprehension of emotion, a man who (as far as he knew) did not know how to feel fear, love and empathy.

 his arms looped around her, pulling her closer (underneath his cloak). 

💚 - friendship

❤ - romantic relationship

ships for the harbor | accepting

💚 - friendship

i’d be totally down to see where this would go! after all, giving TF friends is one of my favorite things to do, and Pidge seems really interesting and sweet. TF isn’t an overbearing friend but he is sort of an inconsistent source of company. Plus he’s... sort of supernatural, so maybe she could find interest in that.

Pidge had suddenly collapsed on the floor, sweat pooling on her brow. Her pale green eyes darted left and right, seemingly following a hidden attacker. She kept repeating herself in the most unusual way, her voice shaking, low, and ridden with fear. “Another one… Not another one.. no… not another…”Rin knelt down, laughing nervously at first. “Heh.. okay, I know we talked about monsters, but…” but Pidge didn’t respond, nor even acknowledge the other’s presence. She had crumpled herself onto the floor now, balling her knees to her chest in a defensive manner, trying to protect herself from her minds deadly ghosts. Tears began to streak down and mar her fur, splashing heavily onto her thick scarf and coat.The assistant now knew this was indeed a fit and not some kind of joke. She reacted on instinct now, never having had someone collapse in her presence before. Rin quickly scanned her partners belongings, looking for a name. One of her books had toppled open, which she quickly thumbed through the front to find the owner. She lowered her voice to the most calming, deep tone she could muster for someone her size.“Pidge? Pidge, is that your name? Dear, I don’t know if you can hear me, but I’m right here… I’m going to tap you on the shoulder, okay… it’s just me.. I’m here to help… my name is Rin, okay? I’m a friend.” As the red head spoke, she very slowly and gently touched Pidge’s shoulder. She flinched for a moment, but seemed to be responding slightly to the warmth of another near her.“Hey… it’s okay. It’s going to be okay. See? I’m here for you. I’m a friend. I won’t let go, okay?” Rin continued to console the panicked yordle best she could, one hand keeping contact with Pidge while the other pulled the bandanna from her neck. She used this to gently pat Pidge’s face, wiping away the tears and perspiration from her brow. She made sure to keep her upright so the pale one could breathe a little easier than on the dusty floor. Her breath was shallow, which made Rin worry that she would choke easily if not taken care of.“Come on girl, breathe deep. Big, deep breathes. Nothing is here to hurt you. It’s just me. You’re not alone, you’re safe. It’s okay.”

THE TRUTH WAS BUILT TO BEND // ACCEPTING.

“Allergies…?”

Zed ponders the question a moment, unsure. “I suppose I react poorly to smoke– moreso than most. Otherwise…”

His eyes light up. “Oh! My stomach takes rather poorly to bread, of all things. I do not know if this is necessarily an allergy, but I grew violently ill the last time I went to Demacia and had some. As for favourite flavours, I am quite a fan of food – especially drinks and desserts – flavoured like green tea, as well as the savoury tastes of teriyaki. Anything light on the palate, too. Floral tastes, clean, simple tastes.”

im weak 4 this dynamic

The yordle flashed a grin. 

  “Girl, I’ve felt mosquitoes punch harder than that.” 

He actually liked that. It was a relief from the constant fighting that put his body under strain. But of course, he wouldn’t let Pidge know that. Instead he just teased her.  

   “Y’gotta put some real anger into it. like this!”