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all threads with mutuals will be continued at @spottyhanded​ , ask prompts will be answered there. it’s time to say adieu to this blog. it’s been a good run , offsct will now be archived.

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&& fill me from the CROWN to the toe top - full of direst cruelty. make thick my blood … come , thick night , pall thee in the dunnest smoke of HELL , that my keen knife see not the wound it makes , nor HEAVEN peep through the blanket of the dark to cry  ❛  hold , hold !  ❜

( act i , scene v , macbeth )

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all threads with mutuals will be continued at @spottyhanded​ , ask prompts will be answered there. it’s time to say adieu to this blog. it’s been a good run , offsct will now be archived.

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you’re standing on the edge , face up ‘cause you’re a

                                                              NATURAL

                         a beating heart of STONE

                                                                                        (  you gotta be so cold to make it in this world  )

promo credit. ind. sel. priv. TODOROKI SHOUTO from my hero academia as studied by lia

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preyallure replied to your post: *   ooc   /   wheezes. someone stop me from adding...

do you /genuinely/ think i am here to encourage others to make good decisions

:weary: i... i guess not

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*   ooc   /   wheezes.

someone stop me from adding kat.arina...............

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fate. ( trickster ) —— @fcrtunae​

his head lifts at the statement, looking back to the woman with a crease in his brow, a CONCERNED tightness to his lips. the weather had been cooler, recently, a phenomena that is rare in the warmer climate of Bilgewater. with that, he moves swiftly, easily swinging off that leather coat & draping it upon the other’s shoulders, the coat large upon her smaller frame. he then removes that beloved hat, placing it upon the other’s head with a crooked grin, a deep chuckle leaving his throat as he straightens his own shirt sleeves with a fluid movement, ignoring whatever looks he may be receiving from Quinn’s feathered companion from up above.

&&. “ it may be an old wive’s tale, but i’ve heard that you lose heat through th’ head. better safe than sorry. ”

in truth , quinn didn’t expect tobias to hear her words. the winds rarely blew cold in bilgewater , but she still berates herself for being ILL - PREPARED. valor had already squawked at her once in admonishment today , she didn’t want her keen - eared companion to hear. so quinn had used a voice barely above a whisper —— she isn’t the complaining type anyways. with a small sound of surprise , the ranger’s cheeks WARM as her companion drapes his coat over her shoulders. her hands reach out to pull the large coat in towards her shivering body as the extra item was placed upon her head gently. quinn smiles , grateful as she begins warms up. for a man who NEVER appears without his hat , he surely parts with it easily when she had only said two simple words. 

glancing upwards towards valor , she waves rather SHEEPISHLY. the bird only squawks once and looks away. clearly , her avian companion needs some time to warm up himself towards the sight of tobias. ❛ thank you... ❜ she murmurs , perhaps even QUIETER than her previous statement. deep brown hues meets grey as quinn speaks sincerely.  ❛ I appreciate it , but won’t you get cold yourself? ❜

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                    ❛ I always take my toll - blood, or gold. ❜

                                                           by —————— Calypso

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kayn. ( disciple )

Ah, guess luck fortunes the shadows this time. They hadn’t strayed too far (perhaps basking in this glory?) yet, how peculiar, he did recognize that of who lurked behind him. Irelia. From what Kayn had gathered, ultimate carnage wasn’t her line of work, hell, it wasn’t something that interested her to begin with. The aftermath spoke for itself… now the assassin was very curious. Cutting straight to the point, Kayn now stands with new bravado, a hand on his hip, and establishing his ground as he firmly plants the heel of Rhaast down into the grass.

“I believe I need no introduction. We’ve come to see for ourselves what took place here. And, I’m impressed. Curious, as well.”

“There is dark magic around her. I can see their malicious intent.”

Kayn glanced to his scythe, and back to Irelia. “Let us hope you intend to use this newfound gift to cut down our enemies.”

Slowly, the assassin reached behind his back to unfasten his small satchel filled with fresh water, and offered it to her in kind gesture with a coy smirk; a symbol of allegiance.

that stance , that distinctive air of hubris which surrounds him as closely as the shadows. one of zed’s men , then. his name slowly came to mind as the shadows cleared away , her eyes briefly shining cerulean before returning to their grey hue. KAYN. now that his name is clear within her mind , irelia finds it DIFFICULT to believe that she had forgotten it at all. nightblade hums , reflecting on her initial reaction to recognizing the man and his scythe. 

while zed’s actions against the kinkou were highly regrettable , his disciple has committed no such crime which would deserve her ire. but that was a minor blemish upon his character. yes... that’s it. her past self carried PREJUDICES against the assassin due to his noxian background. her blades fan out behind her back , ready to lash out at any sign of attack. though she was wholly more interested in what he holds. the darkin scythe. a deadly weapon wielded so FOOLISHLY by kayn. her eyes flickers as she watches him sharply , tracing his hand’s movement behind his back. 

❛ no need to be IMPRESSED by a duty I myself must complete , kayn. ❜ if he is surprised by her newfound power , he does not show it. ❛ OUR enemies? I find your presumptuous phrasing to be even more IRKSOME than your attitude. well , I do hope your curiosity has been SATED. ❜ her hand waves away the offer of water , irelia’s own lips quirking slightly. there is no trust between the two killers , nightblade doubts that there ever will be. but she has chosen to stay , after all.

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“ come here, pet. ” the mistress purred as her hand wrapped around the leash that was attached to the collar around the young woman's neck. she tugged her closer with a wicked smile. “ so obedient.. what shall i do with you, sweetheart? ” evelynn brought one manicured hand up to nayoung's cheek, cupping it as she pressed her nails into tender flesh.

e-excusez moi? | always accepting.

the younger heeded the command && crawled obediently towards her lover as she felt the collar around her neck tighten , that delicious burn of desire deep in her stomach only ever INTENSIFIES when she’s with beatrice. nayoung’s lips parted involuntarily , the sting upon her cheek not yet drawing blood but already drawing a slow exhale from the assassin. ❛ 제발 ... please make me bleed for you , my MISTRESS. make it hurt. ❜ she gasped out , begging for what she desired.

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kayn. ( stranger )

The news that a fearsome and powerful force cut down the Noxian invaders with such ease spread fast across Ionia. It was the latest whisper in the wind, the chilling shudder from the Vastaya, and the newest nightmare for the mortal farmers. Naturally, it peaked Kayn’s interest, and also Rhaast’s.

“Another one of your kind?”

“Possibly.”

He knew of Aatrox. He knew of Varus. Having met neither in person, Kayn wondered who else out there wielded a Darkin weapon. It wasn’t confirmed what exactly this new force to be reckoned with was, but whatever news happened in Ionia, Kayn wanted to know. And he wanted all the details. This was the reason why he was now at the remains of this bloodshed.

Bloodied and dismembered bodies lay spread out on the field, with Ionian soil and grass already morphing around their corpses to absorb them. Carefully, he stepped around the carnage. Kayn studied the slashes on the bodies, how their armor was sliced, judging and reinacting in his mind how they fell. Rhaast too looked on in hungry earnest, wishing he had his body. Whatever happened here, it wasn’t by a Darkin - that much Kayn had gathered. Narrowing his eyes, the assassin took in the rest of his surroundings. Noxian supplies and ammunition were still here, so this person definitely wasn’t interested in scavanging. Good. Anyone cutting down Noxians just to do it earned a bit of his respect.

“Standing around isn’t going to get you anywhere.”

“I’m deducing where our potential ally may have gone.”

Where indeed could they have gone?

melt. obscured within the shadows , she observes the man wielding his scythe. the darkness whispers to her , ever hungering for more , more , MORE. the nightblade disregards all the noise. she’s become accustomed to their desires. nothing weighs heavily upon her conscience anymore. the slaughtering of an entire noxian warband? she feels nothing. DARKNESS fills her mind && erases her sense of guilt , erases and stops her from overthinking. she was doing this for the greater good of ionia. those who lie upon the ground , they signed their lives away to noxus. a familiar sense of hatred rises within irelia as she thought of that ACCURSED place.

her curiosity piques as the stranger speaks , seemingly to nobody. potential ALLY? strange. she departed from navori in order to avoid companions , not wanting her corruption to be seen. what a foolish desire that was. all will see her mark upon ionia && the noxians will FEAR the shadows. however , if he speaks true... an ally would not be a bad thing at all. instinct tells her to be wary of such a stranger , yet any ionian who chooses not flee from such a scene of CARNAGE intrigues her.

rising swiftly from a darkened patch on the ground behind the stranger , her blades hidden behind her back && within the shadows as she spoke. ❛ for what reason do you stand upon such TAINTED ground? ❜ her voice rasps , having been largely unused for a while now. it is likely that he will recognize her , but nightblade does not particularly care for such minor things. she is no longer any IRELIA he might have known. ❛ more importantly , why do you seek me? ❜

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*   ooc   /   blog move.

so ill be closing off any plotting && inbox stuff ( NOOO LIA !! yeah i hear you ;; i love plotting as much as anybody 😭 ) until ive moved over to my new blog. in the meanwhile, i’ll be:

finalizing the theme

checking over all the pages

looking over my rules page , updating them if need be

making a new promo

finishing up my drafts && inbox here ( SWEATS. )

i’ve realized that i owe people many holiday gifts..... which are QUITE overdue. i’ll note everyone down && hopefully do them over the course of the year. all existing threads on here will be continued on my new blog , unless you drop it / i drop it. 

just a general note , my activity from now on will be........ LIMITED. i’m in my senior year , workload is hellish and i do actually plan on attending university so imma be studying my ass off. i’m afraid that my blog will become more selective as a result. no hard feelings if i do not end up following you on my new blog , everyone is still welcome to send me head - canon prompts && the like. 

this blog will not be deleted when i do move , just ARCHIVED. i’m hoping to finish this... in a month , maybe it’ll take two with how busy my schedule looks already. that’ll be it from me for now. 

edit: if you haven’t seen it , here’s my riven drabble.

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Train ride home.

It’s Jinx’s birthday today so take this collab with the amazing @elevatedcross-ing! He drew the background and he let me dump my bbs into it askdjhfskdhfdsf So I guess, consider this a b’day present from me and him to Jinx! 

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shxdowborne replied to your post: bladesurgence replied to your post: ...

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wdyM ‘hm’ huh

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so i wrote some riven angst. check the tags before u read !

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HEY. switch lives matter.