League of Legends x Male Reader Oneshots

Jayce x Crossdresser Male Reader

Title: "Futile Advances"
Request from: Santangelo13

Note: I did not put any research to any of the sciences here so they're mostly just fancy words I paired together.

there's gonna be a lot of times when the reader is referred to by Jayce as a woman or girl.

Extra note: So sorry if this kinda went off the railings! My brain kind of went places.

"No."

You spoke in a firm voice, your hands on your hips. Jayce sighed, rejected once again. Just like yesterday, and the day before.

"I'm not gonna fall in love with you just because you've brought me some half dead roses that you've clearly plucked right outside my own home made garden. Or even the fact that you made a a weird carpet rolling machine just for me.

You stated dismissively, gesturing your hand at the sad looking flowers he was holding, and the odd machine.

"You're one of Piltover's greatest upcoming weapon inventors, just like me. Come on, we'd be perfect together! I'm Piltover's Defender, and you could be the weapon! You'd be my perfect opposite. A pretty one too!"

You turned your heel growling, heading inside. He grabs onto the hem of your skirt, trying to stop you from leaving. Pulling you down to the ground as you both crash onto the floor below with petals scattering everywhere. Your skirt right on his face, both of your faces flushing pink.

You looked back at him, anger written all over your face. These stupid futile advances of his have been occuring for far too long. You weren't even sure if the guy knew you were a man! You adjusted yourself, walking to your door.

"This has been going on for too many months. I'm done with your stupid love confessions for the day. Good night!"

With that you slammed the door shut on his face. Jayce sighed, turning to leave, dropping the roses. Walking back to his home, he started thinking about you.

You were the prettiest woman he had ever met in all of Piltover, and you were a genius inventor. Your beautiful (h/l) (h/c), hair, paired with alluring (e/c) eyes, voice as smooth and soft as silk despite being deeper than average, your body perfect like an hourglass, the way you talked about your inventions, how passionate your speeches about technology were, your kindness to those even living in the slums of Zaun. It was like you were destined to be together.

It was like you were his other half. You two had met unexpectedly during an attack on your lab from Jinx. You were there to assist Vi and Caitlyn to try and stop her, and he was there to witness it from the sidelines. She escaped, of course, but Jayce didn't care at all. He saw how you handled your inventions, and your beauty. It was all that mattered to him.

He would do anything just for you to be his wife, even if it meant being rejected by you countless of time. He would still be there to try again. Just to be with the woman of his dreams.

Jayce sighed, realizing he was finally home. He stepped into his house, closing the door right behind him. He couldn't think of you now. There was going to be a fair tomorrow.

One where inventors new and old would gather to present their latest and greatest creations. He had to make sure that he could impress the people there (especially you).

He grabbed at the blueprint on his desk, immediately getting to work. Trying to occupy his mind with anything but you. He slowly succumbed to wasting away as he finalized his inventions. Hoping just like every day that tomorrow you would accept him.

(Time skip to the fair)

Jayce stood confidently, eyeing the dozens of inventors, searching for your form. Glancing over behind him, he spots you talking to someone, smiling at them.