#Yasuo tried to off himself

[naisilla]

The Emperor's New Muse Part .4

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: bar fight, meeting Rhaast, getting to know the crew, discovering the universe is ending...a normal Tuesday.

The entire bar freezes, and every patron and crew member stiffens as Kayn’s glare locks onto you. A familiar chill fills your heart. You're used to Kayn’s angry gaze, having seen them so many times before. But this is different; you could feel the anger seething from the ordinary as it radiated in a wave from his body. Your heart pounds in your chest as Kayn stares you down. He slowly walks over to you, his heels clicking aggressively as he stomps his way toward you. You can feel his anger and hostility as the rest of the crew slowly stand up and prepare themselves. "Kill them all; leave the templar alive," Kayn orders his army.

Instantly, Jinx hauls out her minigun and starts shooting up the bar, spraying a barrage of bullets that ricochet off the walls. Everyone else in the bar is ducking down and scrambling to get out of the crossfire while Yasuo grabs both you and Sona and tries running you both out the back exit. It's not a successful rescue as three of the locus armada soldiers block off your escape by firing their plasma guns that barely miss you.

You all halt in your tracks and look around panicked. Kayn is advancing towards your group, looking pissed off as ever. "I knew I should've killed you when I got the chance; you were working with the morning star all along! And to think you almost got away with fooling me!" Kayn sneers, standing before you. He winds back his scythe and brings it down on you, making a clashing sound as it is intercepted by Yasuo's blade. Both blades begin to tremble as the two struggle to break through each other.

Kayn lets out a growl, sparks fly, and the metallic sounds grate on your ears. He pushes forward with more force, pushing Yasuo back but losing his footing in the process. His eyes narrow in fury as a surge of ora bursts out from him, coursing through the blades, making them both pulse with energy. He charges forward to strike Yasuo's blade again, letting out a deafening shout as he launches himself at the captain. He quickly kicks Yasuo off of him with a burst of raw energy.

A smirk spreads across Kayn’s face as he quickly withdraws his scythe and swings it into Yasuo’s torso, sending him flying across the room. With the path cleared, Kayn quickly advances towards you as he draws his scythe once again "You will pay for your treachery (Y/N)!".

Before he can bring it down on your head, Jinx dives into its path and takes the hit for you. You see her get launched into the air and slam hard onto the ground "out of the way!". You watch in horror as she struggles to get back up. Kayn approaches and is about to bring his scythe down on her.

Like a bull, Malphite charges and slams his entire body into the ordinal at full force, knocking Kayn over. The giant rages with harsh, ragged breaths; his nostrils flare, and his teeth are bared. Malphite balls his hands into fists and threateningly pounds them together. Kayn looks at Malphite, determined to slice him down.

With absolute, calm, and cold efficiency. He swings the scythe down into Malphite's massive form without hesitation, cleaving a deep gash into the thick hide of his chest"The big ones always fall the hardest". Malphite lets out a painful yell and stomps his large feet to throw off the ordinal. Kayn stands his ground, waiting for a follow-up attack.

But Malphite is held back as a magic bolt of Ora attacks Kayn. It deals him damage, forcing him to stumble backward. You follow the source of the attack and see Sona now glaring at the ordinary as she floats above the ground, her robes swishing. She sends out another wave of ora, this time towards the morning star members, healing her wounded allies. Her eyes are focused and unnervingly calm.

She lets out a wave of celerity, and you feel yourself become light, like you were almost lifted off the ground. You dash forward into the turmoil of the fight. The agile boost of Sona's ability allows you to move with such speed and grace throughout the bar. Flying beams of concentrated plasma, bullets, and ora are whizzing by you as you dodge the attacks and crossfire between the morning star and the locus armada. You make your way towards Kayn, jumping up and then leaping off of a table to attack from above. Bringing your leg up to your chest, you swing your leg downward, cutting it between his trapezius, where his shoulder meets his neck.

You bring Kayn to the floor, onto his hands and knees. Drawing back your leg you swing it again to kick him in the head, Kayn's face twists up into an unsettling grimace as he struggles against the immense pain that you have dealt him. Blood spills from his mouth and nose, coating the area around him in a thick crimson sheen. You are readying to kick him again when Kayn moves to block your shin with the handle of his scythe, you come into contact with it swiftly and a sharp pain shoots up your leg. The force of your kick breaks through Kayns block, knocking the scythe from his hands which clatters to the ground away from the both of you.

There is the briefest of a silent pause as you and Kayn eye each other wildly, glancing back between yourself and the scythe a few feet away. You lunge forth but fall face first to the floor as Kayn's augmented mechanical arm grabs your ankle and drags you back, you flip yourself onto your back and use your free leg to kick at his grip on you. The two of you continue to struggle as you both attempt the other from reaching the scythe, around you the Locus armada is fighting against the morning star crew, Jinx is launching her array of weapons seamlessly switching from her minigun, rocket launcher, shock pistol, and snare grenades that look oddly like...Malphite?

Kayn and you continue to roll across the bar floor unbothered by the shell casings and shattered glass. Yasuo jumps over the both of you to sweep through a line of armada slicing them with his blade, Malphite attacks with his fists making claps of thunder shook the waves of armada with aftershocks while Sona hovers above it all supporting her teammates with her ora.

You get thrown back under Kayn as he rolls on top of you again, your hand goes to claw at his face and attempts to push him off of you but his strength rivals your own as the both of you tremble against the other's force. Kayn's strong hands grip you tightly, pinning you down to the floor below him as his body hovers just inches above you. His face remains calm and yet dangerous. He stares at you with cold, unforgiving eyes, seemingly unmoved by your attempts to escape his grasp. The room is chaotic, with gunfights and magic battles blazing all around you, but you and him seem somehow oblivious to it all.

With Kayn on top, you were given the perfect opportunity to gain the upper hand, without warning you thrust your knee. A sharp gasp escapes Kayn's lips as you land a direct hit on his most vulnerable of spots. He flinches and groans in pain, his body loosening for but a second. You can manage to slip free with some leverage and quickly place your feet on top of his shoulders to kick off him, sliding along the floor towards the scythe. He reaches out to regain his grip but it is too late, you are free and you got to his scythe first.

Before Kayn can lunge for you again Yasuo blocks him off with a wall of energy keeping you safe from the ordinary for now. You hurry to bend down and grab the scythe.

The chaos around you suddenly drowns out, the screams and gunfire become muffled and your ears begin to ring before it all goes silent. You watch as the world around you slows down, bullets hang in mid-air, and flashes of plasma halt in their trajectory. Then everything goes black. Like being suddenly sucked into an endless void, You feel like you are sinking, dread sits heavy in your stomach and your heart thrums in your ears. Within the Darkness that swallows you a dark chuckle rumbles.

The grip you have on the scythe tightens as you hold it out defensively, spinning around trying to see through the black shroud. "Show yourself" You demand still struggling to make out a single thing. The sinister voice only responds with more laughing, you grit your teeth and lash out at the darkness, spinning out the scythe and slashing at the air, leaving iridescent light trails that follow the blade's motion. It's oddly beautiful, yet you can't admire that as your heart trembles in the clutches of fear.

Whispers swirl in your mind, hushed and sinister, fogging up your own thoughts, drowning you in a sea of darkness as deep and void as the expanse that swallowed you. Your hands feel warm and pull your attention towards that sensation, your eyes glance to the blade of the scythe and then to the ora at its center. The mass of gold essence ripples and warps, it's mesmerizing.

"How interesting, you have not gone insane. That's a first" Comes a voice, one that reverberates through your body. "Come out you coward" You respond continuing to spin around keeping an eye out for anything that moves in the shadows. The voice only cackles. "I think you misunderstand. I am already before you...within your grasp"

Once again your eyes tail back to the scythe in your hands "Yeeeeesss..." that guttural tone growls. Feeling uneasy about this new revelation you cautiously ask.

"Who are you?"

You hear a name, breathed out like a sigh. One that sounded as mysterious and foreboding as the scythe you held.

"Rhaast"

Frowning, you remember hearing it. Back when you were aboard the Fractal Shear mother ship. When Kayn mentioned that name. Only you assumed he said "Rust".

The voice cackles in your head "Ah, I can see your little mind connecting the dots. How adorable."

Confused even further, you ask the scythe. "What are you?"

"Why I am the very voice of the ubiquitous organic you call 'Ora'". You scoff and roll your eyes.

"I'm calling bullshit on that".

"Your disbelief, or rather your skepticism, is quite endearing. But I am very much real. I am the very manifestation of power. I am the essence of everything that is, and of everything that will ever be."

Your brow quirks up, still doubtful of the scythes words. "Oh? if that's so, what may the consciousness of Ora itself be doing in a scythe of all places?" You shift your grip on the scythe. "Where did you come from? What do you want?"

Another chuckle rumbles through the scythe as the ora at its center warps and flickers, resembling an eyeball that rolls over to glance at you. "Your feeble mind couldn't comprehend it if you tried". There is a pause before Rhaast speaks again.

"I call out to many. To seek someone worthy."

"Worthy? Worthy of what?"

Before you can receive a response you suddenly feel a force yank at Rhaast, the movement jerking you forth. Immediately the illusion evaporates and you are thrown back into the bar, into the fight between yourself and the locus armada. As you come to, you see Kayn is now inches in front of you. The Scyth-Rhaast is now back in his possession.

His blue eye locks with yours in an intense glare, studying your features for any information. He knows that you know. After being trapped in a trance of staring each other down, Jinx interrupts by ruthlessly slamming the back of Kayn's head with her minigun, taken by surprise Kayn staggers forth which you avoid by sidestepping the Ordinal.

Yasuo's hands clap onto your shoulder, gripping on before tugging you forcefully to run. You can see Malphite grab Jinx and throw her onto his back which she stands on by holding onto one of his dorsal spines. Sona hovers in the middle of your group casting another celerity spell aiding in your chase out of the bar.

The five of you crash out of the back exit onto a derelict alleyway the sound of the fight inside pouring out with you. Jinx is whooping from excitement while Yasuo urges your group to keep running. "Go! Go! GO!"

Behind you as you run is the chasing fleet of the leftover armada with Kayn leading the front. He pursues your group, determined as he pushes his muscular body to close the space between you with each powerful stride.

Jinx, while perched on Malphite's back, fires at Kayn and his army. Some managed to hit the locus armada, picking them off so they fall and trip up their comrades. Yet, no matter how many times she blasted pow-pow or, fishbones, Kayn always dodged each one, flexing his body to twist and roll to avoid each shot. "So cool" murmurs Jinx with a slight blush on her cheeks while she continues to fire at Kayn.

You continue to sprint through the streets of Buildporter, towards the main docking station for ships. The poor space lizard on Yasuo's shoulder bounces violently, its large head bobbing with each stride the space pirate takes. There are many ships ported here, including the unnecessarily large mother ship of Kayns Locus armada, you continue to run past these spaceships further and further from the central area of the port. Looks like Jinx landed their ship somewhere a bit more discreet.

Finally, you rapidly approach what you assume is the morning star, it too is a rather large jasmine yellow and turquoise ship. Yasuo hurries you and the others onboard taking the position at the command center while Jinx throws herself into the pilot's seat, engaging the thrusters onto full blast. You press yourself against the orange windows peaking down onto the port below where you can make out the tiny figures of Kayn and the armada closing in on your ship quickly shrinking smaller as the morning star takes off out of orbit. A faint whisper echoes in your head as you leave "We'll talk later"

And that's how you ended up running away with the Morning Star. Sighing in relief you relax a little seated next to Sona who quietly watches you. You take a moment to look around the interior of the room, the walls were decorated with an abundance of fairy light strings that draped over various bottles mounted on the wall with tiny ships inside along with varying sizes of framed photos, it was made to look cozy and personalised to the team. Yasuo, Jinx and Malphite eventually join you on the red circular couch.

"You guys have a really nice ship" you admire. Earning a smug smirk from Yasuo. "Thanks! We stole it ourselves!" Jinx chimes in. Sona shakes her head in disappointment. Jinx excitedly recounts the story of how everyone met.

As it turns out Yasuo was once a premiere body guard for celebrities and imperial dignities, living a life of luxury among the superstructures and gleaming lights of the largest metropolis in the coreworlds-

"I was, and still am a Talented, Handsome man also" Yasuo's says, butting in which made you roll your eyes.

Jinx used to work for a deep space mining operation, unsurprisingly her destructive tendencies got her fired after somehow managing to crack the asteroid she was on by herself ultimately ending with herself getting fired.

As it turns out, the giant blue alien Malphite has a heart of gold (and a bit of a temper problem). He and Jinx worked together in the same team at a mining operation, Jinx was the explosives technician and Malphite oversaw their drilling team. You assumed Malphite didn't speak, up till now all you had seen him do was perk up for a fight and happily munching on a 64 pack of horse chicken nuggets and chaos zone sauce.

However Malphite does in fact speak, in short simple and slow sentences but he can speak it none the less. You feel a little guilty and ashamed for assuming he couldn't because he reminded you of a gorilla. Sure he wasn't a Winston in terms of communication but he surely was impressive in other ways.

Before working in the mines, Malphites dream was to be an internal medic. But medical school was expensive, so he worked hard both as a miner and as a pit boss of the fighting rings held afterwork to save half his pay checks towards that.

Unfortunately after meeting Jinx, Malphite would use all of his earnings to replace the equipment she constantly destroyed. He didn't mind though because the two of them had developed a deep friendship and were the bestest of buddies.

Yasuo took over the story telling again to explain one day he was framed for the murder of his brother, and after being of the run for so long Demaxian enforcers and rogue agents alike finally closed in on him. So that's when he picked up a couple of down-and-out lunatics at a local bar, hijacked a ship, and ran.

They've been on the run ever since with Sona recently joining their rag tag crew, apparently she sought out Yasuo directly hoping to avert an unknown disaster that will destroy all of creation.

You interject. "Wait what? The universe is ending?"

Part five: is here!

[our-hextech-dream]

okay so like a heartsteel version of cherry doll scandal would PROBABLY make the most sense as an ezkayn or settez au bc kayn and sett are softhearted jerks but like. i don't wanna. 1 am nsfw ezyone cds (kinda) au rambles incoming. 🍋

yone accidentally finding out that ezreal jerks off to fanmade ASMR videos of his voice is so much more spicy than it being another member, imo. yone's not even a member of the band, his voice is nothing special (except to a very dedicated contingency of heartsteel's fanbase, he's finding out) and the video is just compilations of him talking from interviews and variety shows, it's not even anything inherently sexual in nature, but apparently it still gets ez off. multiple times.

okay, knowing about what his bandmate jerks off to is one thing, but then - what, if anything, should he do about it? he could pretend he never found out. no harm done, he could just let ez do his thing. everyone needs their alone time and whatever works is none of yone's business. but, hm... is it going to affect ezreal's ability to work with him if he makes a habit of it? (.... he hasn't already made a habit of it, right?) yone suddenly can't stop thinking about leaning over ezreal's shoulder to deliver some feedback, feeling him flush and shiver and knowing why his voice goes tense and faux-casual. "Careful, don't strain your throat." and his breath is hot against ezreal's ear and-

fuck.

is he even gay? he's never felt anything for a man before, and honestly, maybe he still doesn't? he tries to picture himself with aphelios, k'sante, sett, or kayn. heugh. okay, no. definitely not. so it's either just ezreal, or it's the novelty of knowing someone wants him... like that. probably the second one. he definitely isn't going to do anything until he figures it out.

but then, it's weird. it's surprisingly hard to gauge whether he likes ezreal or likes attention because ezreal actually... doesn't really act any differently towards him in public compared to the rest of the group, now that he's really paying attention. ezreal is touchy and affectionate and playful with everyone equally and he's never once been reticent or timid. rather than fulfill yone's lurid fantasy about accidentally turning ezreal into blushing shy mess, ezreal just pushes his face away when he gets too close and complains about how it tickles, and goes right back to perfect vocal runs without missing a beat.

so what is the truth?? how can it be that ezreal is the one who is so turned on by yone's voice that he can't help but touch himself over it, but yone is the one left flustered and hyperaware of every casual touch? and he KNOWS he's starting to catch looks from k'sante, with his horrible sixth sense for these kinds of things- it's so embarrassing to be the one on the back foot for the first time at his age. it's so bad that he even, briefly, in a moment of weakness, considers asking his brother how he knew his girlfriend was interested. he doesn't, though, because he can already imagine yasuo's face and it's insufferable. he'd rather die single.

and at this point it's starting to seem like he will. ezreal is not coming onto him, despite his secret attraction. in a weird way, it's starting to make yone feel like he's being used. ezreal obviously likes his voice, but what, is the rest of him chopped liver? sure, he also hasn't done anything to indicate that he might be interested in changing his relationship with ezreal, but it's different. he's older and he's the band's producer, it wouldn't be appropriate.

k'sante saves him, of course. one day while they're all just hanging out in the common area, k'sante flat out asks if ezreal has ever dated anyone or if he has a crush? what's his type? a cute hoobae or a caring sunbae? it clearly catches ezreal off-guard (mainly because he didn't think k'sante knew those words), which is probably the only reason why he doesn't call yone out for choking on his drink and suppressing a cough until his eyes water. but once kayn and sett taste blood in the water they're all over the singer. come on, ez! what IS your type?

"Uh, I think I would like someone older than me. Someone really responsible and mature."

yone feels like sinking through the floor. k'sante is casually sitting back like he didn't just open a can of horrible flesh-eating worms and dump them all in yone's lap. kayn says something about milfs and ezreal laughs. helpless and trapped, yone is forced to listen as the conversation turns to physical preferences. face or body or personality? what's the most important? kayn says face, sett says personality. when pressed, ezreal says a nice voice is a must. and then, finally, finally, yone catches a hint of color in those cheeks as a pair of golden eyes subconsciously flick over to him and just as quickly dart away.

how could he not be sure after that?

[sevensjesper]

Modern!Hotd Targaryen siblings headcanons

I have a lot to say about Helaena and Aegon

also please send me ur ideas i have such brainrot ty

tw// substance abuse (aegon's part)

Helaena

has a butterfly tattoo

fairy light enthusiast

dresses like the 70's met the naughties with a hint of grunge fairycore

loves horror films but gets upset when they kill animals

loves astrology and tarot cards

loves crystals even though aegon laughs at her

wants a pet snake but alicent told her she cant have one (aemond is scared of them)

smokes (i do not encourage this kids!!)

luke tried to teach her to skateboard but she prefers roller skating

phoebe bridgers and gracie abrams girl

science girlie OMG STEM GIRLIE

plays sims but never gets past decorating the house and making the sims cuz she takes like 48 hours to do that alone

sometimes plays Minecraft with aegon but literally just collects cats and builds

Aemond

reads history books to try and bond with viserys

so good at sports

football, rugby you name it & he's good at it

wasn't particularly popular at school but had friends through sports teams

mama's boy but that's not a headcanon

instead of losing his eye, he has a massive scar through his eyebrow and under his eye from where Luke banged his head off the edge of a kitchen counter

so incredibly well disciplined to the point where he sometimes will not speak unless he is spoken to

he and jace are sports rivals cuz they go to opposite schools that compete against each other

i feel like I've not thought about this enough so please expect a part two where i just talk about aemond

Aegon

such a fuckboy bitch

writes fucking love songs for every new girl he dates

'I shoulda known all along, I was only the next one To take your love songs as a promise' this lyric from vicious by sabrina carpenter but its about him

OMG this bitch makes tiktoks and everyone LOVES them cuz hes a hot guy doing hot shit

PAINTS HIS NAILS

stop hes just my emo gamer bf

STOP

gamer??

no definitely a gamer.

plays league of legends (red flag but me too)

OMG anyone who plays league i bet this bitch like plays yasuo

i like how im just referring to him as bitch after being nice to aemond and helaena

i kinda love modern!aegon tho. like hes my type of man.

deep down hes a pure sweet heart

HAS BAGS UNDER HIS EYES FROM STAYING UP ALL NIGHT ON DISCORD AND GAMES

i have romanticised him into my perfect man send help

struggles with love cuz he was never shown it while young his perception of love is literally based on artificial perfection

he uses substances (alcohol nicotine etc) to cope with his issues and doesn't ever really open up

he really tries to present himself as a cruel person with no emotions but no one really ever believes him.

was really good at english in school

[ionianwanderer]

"Boy, am I glad to see you," Ezreal says, already out of breath from carrying a backpack that seems to be about as heavy as he is. Immediately upon seeing Yasuo, he plunks himself down next to his lover and starts rooting through the bag himself. "Did I tell you about Snowdown before? Last time I was here? It's technically kinda late, but I ran into a bunch of Noxian jerks at the port, and they were asking a bunch of questions about all the stuff I was bringing. Like, they know they're not in Noxus, right? Like technically I think that port is still occupied, but — ah! Here it is."

The first package he procures from the backpack seems to be where the bulk of the weight is coming from. The design on the wrapping paper is half rubbed off already, and it's crinkled into the approximate shape of a bottle. Inside, Yasuo will find a large bottle of what appears to be a very expensive Piltovan spirit, apparently aged for almost forty years, according to the label. "I got that at a party. Don't know if it was technically for sale, but I think I spent enough money on glasses of it that night to cover the cost. It's great. Seems like something you'd like. Oh, and—"

Again, Ezreal rummages through the backpack until he pulls out a rectangular box, much lighter to lift but far more cumbersome to stuff into a bag — the corners of the paper are almost rubbed through from the journey. Inside is an extensive series of haircare products, tailored to Yasuo's exact hair type. "I know you like when your hair looks good, and this is the same stuff I use, just — for your hair, so it should be even better! And when you take them out of the box they won't take up that much space. Promise! I carry mine with me everywhere!"

He pauses before pulling out the final package — tiny and light, though it seems to give him the most difficulty. Ezreal opens his mouth, closes it again, and then manages a staccato, "Um," as a blush creeps up his neck to turn his ears an endearing shade of crimson. "This one's, uh... well..." He lets Yasuo open it as he tries to gather up an explanation. It seems to be a plush heart, small enough to fit in a palm. "It has a recording of me if you push the button — DON'TPRESSIT it's too embarrassing — but it has that. And, um..." Carefully, Ezreal reaches his hands out to cover Yasuo's, encasing the plush between their palms. The heart starts to vibrate a steady heartbeat, and Ezreal wets his lips nervously. "If you hold it in your hands or against your chest — if it gets warm, I mean, then both of them will beat like that. Both of them, I mean..." He is really spectacularly red. "I have the other one. They match. I, uh..." Fates, he's no good at this. "If it's stupid, I can take it back..."

There was something so oddly comforting to Yasuo about this time of year, watching winter encroach on the fall; it was something he always looked forward to. Perhaps even more-so now that he had someone to spend it with. Ezreal’s as much of a whirlwind as he was the first day the two met-- when Yasuo had been traveling with him around Ionia while he wrote his field notes. It feels like forever ago, and you’d have thought that someone as reserved as Yasuo wouldn’t find the company of someone like Ezreal enjoyable. But he loves to listen, watch the spark behind his eyes light ablaze with curiosity and fervor; he spent many nights warming up to him and his stories over their drinks, and it had been hard at first for Yasuo to admit that the blond managed to worm his way into his heart. So it goes.

And now here they are: nestled together fireside of one of the nicer places they’d traveled to together. It had taken him aback at first, watching Ezreal make his way to him struggling with the weight of his pack. He smothers the feeling and instead shifts his gaze downward, then back to the pack as soon as the explorer rants on. Barely manages to get ��I’m happy to see you too’ beyond his lips before Ezreal is pressing the first gift into his hand. And Yasuo blanks, holding the hefty wrapped bottle in his hands and tracing his thumb along one of the faded edges of the paper. Struggles to find the words once he’s managed to free the damn thing from the wrapping (albeit, carefully and methodically) but inspects the bottle either way in awe. He can feel the heat starting to creep onto his cheeks, then. 

“Ezreal, you—” He’s starting to set the spirit aside, still blinking away the shock of the first gift before he can get any form of thanks in and he’s already got a second? In truth it’d been a long while for Yasuo to have much of anything near this nice of a gift. Wasn’t entirely sure where to place himself either, still blinking away the disbelief before another is placed into his hands. And truly, truly he tries so hard to listen to every word of Ezreal’s explanation as he hesitantly opens this new gift (and nearly not as careful as the first). There was something so… comforting being seen and known like this. Making note of the special care Yasuo took into the upkeep of his hair— he couldn’t put into words how thankful he was for this, and for how thoughtful it was. It wasn’t anything he was used to after being hardened by the weight of what he always carried. Inspecting each product makes his heart swell; to be known is to be loved, he thinks.

Yasuo’s final testament was the last gift, a half-hearted laugh worming its way in the air between the two of them as Ezreal fumbles, loss of words and all as a blush now begins to creep into him too. He wasn’t sure what to expect, as moments where Ezreal was coy were few and far between when it came to the two of them. But the moment he hands him the small plush, pressing it into the palm of his hand Yasuo falters. Free hand reaching to settle on the top of Ezreal’s thigh in an instant and giving a squeeze. He’ll abide by Ezreal’s request for now, and makes a mental note later to listen to the message on his own. But the whole spectacle warms him, how sweet it is— it’s something he’ll be holding so dearly from this point on. Entranced by the way it beats to life, Yasuo peaks up, hazel eyes meeting azure with such love straining behind them it threatens to burst. He’s stupidly enamored with this man, it shows in the way the corner of his lips twitches up into the slightest of smiles and how his brow creases when he breathes out with a relief.

There’s a way Yasuo always knows how to show his thanks to Ezreal. Wordlessly, his hand lifts from its spot atop Ezreal’s thigh, moving to cup the side of his face fondly before leaning forward to press his lips to his. It’s delicate, almost bashful in nature the way Yasuo kisses him then. Kisses him long enough he doesn’t have to drum up the sheer amount of ways he could say thank you with his words. And held him there until he could barely think at all. When Yasuo does pull them apart, reluctantly, he passes his thumb along Ezreal’s lips like a seal.

“It’s not stupid,” the words come lightheartedly, as a grin spreads across his lips. ��You know you…” His gaze dips downward, hesitantly, “-you didn’t have to get me these, seeing you is always enough.” Yasuo sneaks another peck against Ezreal’s lips, another thank you that he won’t say aloud but he means with every ounce of himself.

“How about this—” Yasuo starts, holding the plush heart close to himself as he draws back from the blond, grin still plastered across his lips. “—We pour ourselves a drink and once we’ve both had enough we’ll listen to what you left for me on this lil guy. Deal?”

[league-of-blorbos]

Hi, I write fanfiction sometimes but my biggest issue is that I'm very slow at it and I always end up leaving my half finished drafts to rot and never get posted. But I started writing this Heartsteel Yone fic in like 2 sittings and I really wanna try and finish it since I like the direction it's going.

It's mainly about my transfem Yone headcanon and them struggling with both dysphoria and the music industry, and maybe lead it into some Aluyone content since I love that ship in this au. While what I have is just set up for how Yone first met the band, I would LOVE any feedback on stuff I could improve or just some motivation to help me finish this draft.

(One last note, I'm referring to Yone with he/him so far but the pronouns will change later in the story as Yone sorts their gender out more)

Yone had very strict parents growing up. He knew it ultimately came from a place of love, but sometimes it was like they kept raising their expectations for him as soon as he started to get close to meeting them. When most looked at the two brothers, they would never guess Yone was the only one their parents had to constantly pull back in line while they never seemed too concerned about what his brother, Yasuo, was doing. Maybe it was because Yone always did better in school as a kid and had more potential in their eyes, or their parents had just long given up on trying to keep their younger son in check when he was always on the move. Whatever the case was, it felt like Yone’s parents wanted a say in everything he did, from trying to push him towards a more “respectable” career than music, to not allowing him to to buy the more gaudy and revealing clothes that he admired. It took so much convincing to even grow his hair out long and dye it, his mother telling Yone how handsome he looked with short hair, or his dad warning him that others would think he’s a woman. Of course, they relented after Yasuo also started growing his hair out to support his brother. 

Needless to say, Yone was relieved when he finally built up enough money from gigs to move out, and was able to have a bit more freedom in his self-expression. He wasn’t even completely sure why having long hair or pretty outfits meant so much to him, he just knew it somehow felt natural when he brushed his fingers through his long locks, felt his ponytail swishing behind his back, or how clothes that brought out his slender figure made him stare at himself in the mirror for a little longer than usual. 

But Yone didn’t have the time to question these little things as his career quickly took off, and a lot of those familiar restrictions from Yone’s childhood started to return. Now he was stuck where the people he’d DJ for had specific requests for what to play, and he’d gotten big enough to have agents and managers that kept him from straying too far from the mainstream sound. On top of that, Yone still cared for his parent’s approval to a degree, even if he didn’t live under their roof, and didn’t want to squander any big opportunities just because he felt a little constrained. 

But as the bar everyone expected him to meet flew higher and higher, Yone felt all the restrictions growing tighter and tighter, weighing him down more and more. He felt he had barely any time and absolutely no energy to work on any passion projects, the actual experimental and groundbreaking music that got him into the scene in the first place. His frustration reached a breaking point after a particularly tiring show. The equipment kept acting up despite there being no issues during setup, Yone kept having to play the same few songs over and over, and the set had to be cut early after a drunk fan rushed the stage and tried to get handsy with him. Yone was on his way home, feeling irritated, violated, and just so fucking exhausted. 

The very last thing Yone wanted to do when he got back to his flat was argue with a stuck up manager over the phone who insisted he should’ve continued the show after the crazed fan was dealt with. With Yone’s mind not in the best headspace and absolutely sick of never getting to do things his way, he finally lost his cool and got into a shouting match with the agent that went well into the night. When he hung up, tears were streaming down Yone’s cheeks, and he couldn’t tell if they were from all the yelling or if they were from the relief of getting everything off his chest right at the people who, at this point, felt like they were just there to make things worse.

The relief was short lived, as the agent had quit the next morning, leaving Yone with no one to help him manage the business side of his job. 

Yone felt at his lowest possible point. Maybe his parents were right that this wasn’t the path he should’ve taken, and that he should’ve just stuck with his robotics classes. But that all changed one night, it was a rare night when both he and Yasuo had time to meet up and just chill together like they used to. Of course, with both of them being DJs, the siblings naturally talked about music often, and while discussing up-and-coming artists, Yasuo brought up a duo trying to start a group; their names were Sett and K’Sante. 

[deadn30n]

good morning i bring some important yone headcanons

▹ unsurprisingly, yone doesn't have a heartbeat. this shouldn't come as a shock to anyone, given the man is quite literally an animated corpse, but just in case you didn't know? he doesn't have a heartbeat. the only exception to this is in the HEARTSTEEL universe. he died, yes, he was drowned by an Azakana, but i feel in this particular case, special circumstances w/ the Azakana currently possessing his body have allowed him to have a heartbeat.

▹ following up on the above point, Yone's skin is incredibly cool to the touch. as he doesn't have a heartbeat, thus he doesn't generate any body heat for himself. he can absorb it from others, but for the most part he's just cold. it's a large part of the reason he dislikes anyone touching him, as he doesn't want them to feel how cold he actually is. again, the only exception to this is the HEARTSTEEL universe, where he is warm.

▹ a third followup from this point is that because Yone died, he does not need to survive in the same conventional ways that humans do. he does not need to eat, sleep, or drink anything, even though he wishes he could. he has a habit of pretending he can just so he won't alarm other people and allude to the fact he's actually dead. likewise, again, HEARTSTEEL is the only exception to this.

▹ Yone prefers to use less words and more action when it comes to interacting with people. this is partially in due to his reserved nature, as well as the fact that death has utterly ruined his vocal chords. he sounds a lot more scratchy and distorted than he did in life, and dislikes using his voice in most cases because of it.

▹ Yone's eyes used to be a beautiful shade of emerald. however, after his death and the subsequential possession of the Azakana that followed, his eyes are now mis-matched with the right be bright red ( signifying the Azakana's spirit dwelling alongside his own ) and an alarming ghostly blue for the left.

▹ The mask on his face cannot be removed. It is the direct link between himself and the Azakana inside his body. As much as he wants to rip it off ( and has tried several times unsuccessfully to ), the creature is too deeply embedded into his very existence for him to be as easily rid of it as he wishes to be.

▹ The times where the Azakana can actually possess his body are far and few in between. Yone has an incredibly resilient spirit, making it difficult for the creature to have it's way with him whenever it wants. But for the times it does manage to surface, Yone is unfortunately rendered temporarily incapacitated and has no memory of whatever happens while it has a hold of him. ( This is also why he's strongly against the idea of possession for any reason and views it with immense spite. )

▹ In life Yone was a diligent man devoted to caring for his younger brother. He was determined at all costs to set Yasuo onto the right path, but ultimately felt like he failed to do so right before his death. In his new life, he seeks retribution for the wrongs he believes he committed and hopes he can still guide Yasuo from the shadows; like a whisper, barely out of earshot. He believes his redemption lays in Yasuo; and when Yasuo has reached redemption, then so too shall Yone. After this, Yone believes he'll be able to pass away properly and rest in peace, knowing he finally fulfilled his duties as an older brother.

▹ Despite his rebirth and desperation to find retribution and be laid to rest once more, he actually has a bit of humor to him. If you're fortunate enough for him to call you a friend ( or perhaps even a lover? ) you may even catch him making the very occasional joke in a subtle way. Even though Yone appeared to be harsh and even unkind at times, he did have a playful side to him. He just... unfortunately had to grow up much quicker than most children, as he had to ensure he could care for his younger brother properly.

[alphaketoglutaricacid]

First pass on designing K'sante's and Yone's parents for my yosante fic that may or may not happen. My thoughts on them under the cut

K'sante's Mom

Family fled the noxian colonization of the northern cities of shurima and traveled around state to state before settling to nazumah when she was a kid

Wanted to become a monster hunter but found it hard to find mentors. Elbowed her way in through the years and became a very respected monster hunter.

These days she works w repurposing monster parts into dyes, fibers, leathers, food, and weapons. Very well respected still in the profession but the morbidity rate of the field is high and she wanted to be able to see her son grow up

Very sharp and percieves things that go past others. Kind of a dry sense of humor thats an aquired taste

She has high expectations of k'sante as a kid so he had nightmares of getting an A- instead of an A+ at school (this never happened. Bc K'sante was a once in a century talent theres no problem but if he was even slightly mediocre there would've been lmao

No son of hers is gonna believe in religion, god, or kings bc she practices the ancient tradition of r/athiesm.

K'sante's Dad

Comes from a long line of monster hunters. Hunted a bit in his youth but his true passion was botany. He got pretty bored of hunting for awhile and was going thru the motions until he met K'sante's mom. She worked so hard n was so passionate he started liking it again.

K'sante's mom convinced him to pursue his passions so now hes a very well respected academic working in the real interesting feild of the ecological interactions of fauna w the local magic enhanced monsters. Also knows a lot about the history of the medicinal herb trade. He's kind of a black sheep of the family as a result. His fam loves him but can't understand his choices.

A "chill dad" but maybe a little too chill? Theorectially he'd be okay w K'sante taking ten years off to find himself and its like man. Maybe you should be less cool with that?

Very sweet and gifts K'sante many rare plants even tho he kills them within a month. Otherwise a fantastic and thoughtful giftgiver that makes you cry but hes convinced K'santes just not past the learning curve yet.

K'sante had access to a lot of academic texts as a kid because of him. He was kinda a snotty kid the way u get when ur really smart and don't have the understanding that as an adult you accept some of the bullshit of living. He didnt get along w kids his age bc he was like these kids dont even read foucoult :/ and K'santes dad was like son..... why would they...........

Yone's Mom

Formerly a swordsmaster that married and decided to settle down to raise a family. She fell apart when Yone's father died and drank a lot. When yasuo was born she resolved to pull herself together to raise him properly. She tried to get back into the sword fighting business as a teacher but found the world moved on without her and she has a lot of resentment over this.

Was away working a lot so a lot of raising yasuo inevitably fell onto yone's shoulders. He resented her a lot in the way you really only can as a kid before you can conceputalize your parents as people so instead they're a laundry list of the ways they've failed you. He hated that he was her splitting image leading to some questionable fashion choices (the beard). He feels bad about it now but doesn't entirely know how to mend that relationship. They eventually rebuild their relationship but Yone's mom understands there'll always be a part of Yone that hates her and shes okay with this.

Yasuo loves her though, thinks shes awesome and they were outcasts together. This was still not enough for him to like, tell her hes still alive out of shame after doing all that. Yone percieved himself as the dutiful son but in reality they both just suck so bad as sons. She's fond of K'sante cuz she views him as her sole son (in law) thats not a fuck up.

Eventually irelia comes to their village in the middle of nowhere and is like master..... I know you've been retired but we need your expertise for da war... and like a retired gruff GI shes like I knew you would find me no matter where I ran..... The Noxians are like holy shit why are there three of these annoying fuckers running around. She says those stupid one liners yone n yas say. Yone gets so embarassed by this that he retires his corny one-liners forever. Now he just doesnt speak when fighting.

She and K'santes mom are super close bc theyve both suffered enormously over noxian colonization and it was cool for both of them to find someone who could understand it in another part of the world.

[jadeleechwife]

TWST League of Legends Headcanons

I've been with this in my mind for a loooong time so I've finally decided to voice this hcs of mine !! some characters aren't listed because I have no idea who they would play with but I'm welcome to hear your opinions <3

Heartslabyul

Riddle: mostly a mid-laner but time to time chooses to be support. mono mages and MAIN VEIGAR THERE IS NO DISCUSSIONS UPON THIS

Ace: goes mostly top and mid but sometimes go with jungle. he uses the MOST ANNOYING AND OVERY-USED CHAMPIONS. that absolutely annoying and self-centered yasuo that u wanted to kill not only in-game but irl too? yeah, it's him. he loves to play the most menace characters just to show off. but he is not even that good though. I mean, he sometimes can make really good gameplays, but if he ends up against someone who REALLY knows what is doing, ace is done for and would blame the team. very obvious but he is an average yasuo main

Deuce: main top and mono tank :)) probably main sion but plays with malphite, maokai and dr mundo. sometimes likes to play with alistar too

Cater: plays with the most aesthetic characters! I hc that he is main gwen (just like me ♡) but loves to play with characters such as ahri and xayah

Trey: doesn't know what he is fucking doing so mostly goes as sup because he thinks they are the easiest to learn (usually duo with cater). BUT I hc that he enjoys play as nunu and willump because he thinks they are adorable :) probably main soraka or sona

Savanaclaw

Leona: this mf can play every single lane perfectly. he keeps saying that he barely touched the game but give him any champion and he'll fucking SLAY. but I like to hc that he quite enjoys playing as le blanc and samira ;)

Ruggie: main twitch. main twitch. main twitch. he enjoys playing in every lane but most of the matches he always plays as twitch !! being invisible and poisoning others while shooting? he loved it !! but I think he would enjoy playing as wukong too

Octavinelle

Floyd: doesn't have a main lane because it depends entirely on his mood. sometimes he would play normally but sometimes if he is bored he would be like "ok why not go BARD TOP??????" loves to play with the most DEVIL characters such as shaco and sett but loves funny characters such as rakan and kled

Jade: plant characters. that's it. prooobably a main teemo because of the mushrooms but I hate thinking about this because.... teemo. one of the few people who play as ivern and actually good at it and is every adc worst nightmare as zyra.

Scarabia

Jamil: Main mid-laner. tried cassiopeia because of the snake jokes and ended up maining her. REALLY good playing as irelia so I'm really sorry for every single player that is against him. I like to think that he is good playing as akali too.

Kalim: he enjoys every lane but is terrible at most of it. probably main fizz because he thinks the gameplay is funny. insisted in playing duo with jamil but he is the WORST sup. thought annie was really cute and sometimes plays as her. an average neeko player. plays aram

Pomefiore

Vil: doesn't play much but loves to play as the bad girls hotties characters. a nightmare as morgana and even worse as evelynn. tried elise once but didn't enjoy the gameplay. sometimes play as xayah or any adc because rook wants to be his duo.

Rook: main sup but will go jungle and play well with absolutely any jungle character. main rakan or lux because wants vil to be his xayah or jhin. but can play with any sup pretty much. he is worse than satan himself when playing as lulu. secretly considered to be shaco main. loves to play with champions that makes people suffer.

Epel: plays with any buff, strong-looking character. really. if looks strong he wil try it, no matter how hard the gameplay is. but loves playing as aatrox because of the might :) although I like to think that he is really good when playing as heirmerdinger. considered to be main poppy.

Ignihyde

Idia: he is the WORST type of lol player. he is the definition of complete nerd incel loser. knows every single possible build, uses meta and is the type to mock other people runes if they aren't what is considered "ideal". for a long time was mono seraphine because reminded him of his favorite group but he can play every single champion and knows everything about them. even the lore. I'm scared of him.

Ortho: main baby characters. without intention he mains the PUREST characters. was main braum for a long time and loves to play as kogmaw or gnar 🥺 just like his brother knows everything, but only because he is an android 💀 loves to play duo with his big brother and is an absolute menace as lillia

Diasomnia

Lilia: a nerd loser just like idia, but he is too old for this shit so he is far from being a toxic lol player. loves to play with the most "??? omg this dude still exist" champions and SLAYS. was main bard for a long time because he loved the gameplay. I feel sorry for every single enemy team that ended up against Lilia when he was playing as jax. I hc that he was also a main zoe.

Sebek: I'm just putting him here because I'd love to think that he would be main renekton because well, croc.

please if you are a lol player tell me ur headcanons too!!!

[essence-flux-primed]

"I like coming up here to clear my head sometimes..." his voice trails off, thoughts placed elsewhere as he leaned against the rooftop's railing. The view was to die for: a perfect cut of the city's skyline against the reds, pinks, and yellows of the setting sun. Plus, it was just the two of them and they could enjoy it together. Yasuo glances back at the blond before gesturing with a tilt of his head towards the sunset. His way of asking for Ezreal to join him.

⋆ — Ezreal is such a sucker for this shit. Seriously, it's embarrassing. Usually it's him preparing these grand gestures, taking his date somewhere magical, somewhere personal. Turns out having his own methods turned on his head is twice as effective.

He goes a bit red around the ears, eyebrows pulling together like he can't believe it. This kind of love — the heart-squeezing, pulse-pounding love — doesn't happen to him any more. He told himself that for so long, but when Yasuo tilts his head and beckons Ezreal closer, that spark ignites inside his chest again. No matter how many times Ezreal tries to quell it, that spark keeps coming back.

Fuck, Yasuo's so hot, and Ezreal's so pathetically in love with him.

Stepping forward like he's in a romance movie, Ezreal tries to ignore the (infatuated, furious, heartbroken, adoring) tears that well in his eyes as he takes his spot at Yasuo's side, resting a hand on his hip like it's the most natural thing in the world, like he isn't frantically learning how to love again.

Come on Ezreal, say something cool.

Ezreal tips his head back to admire Yasuo's face, and through a wobbly smile and tears that just start to spill over, he says, "You're just like the hero of an anime."

[kazeton]

If there is a possibility for Yone to be revived and he was... How do you think he would take it? How would he be toward Yasuo? Feel free to make an essay if you want. I love seeing people rambling about their muses.

That is a really really tough one. I know that a former rp partner had their muse offer it and Yone really wasn't sure, and imo I think he would be having a really really hard time with it still.

My interpretation of Yone has his ultimate goal to die permanently. He tries to collect azakana masks in a faint hope to realize what he has become, and how to put an end to himself. He realizes that he is in a place he is not supposed to be and is upsetting a balance. Though he is aware he can not see the bigger picture and what he is affecting, he is still very conscious of the fact that he Should Not Be Here.

So if he were given the choice to be revived, I think he might not even take it, knowing his place should be in the ground.

If he were to forcibly be revived without his consent, then he might at first have a complete mental breakdown. He would be disoriented, terrified, and probably feeling very very empty. A heart is a heavy burden, you know. He would have to get used to breathing again, to eating, to being weak. Not to mention what if his azakana came with him. What are the effects of that?

As for Yasuo, he feels complicated about his brother. And he likely will be for years to come. On the one hand, Yone blames himself for his demise, on the other hand, Yasuo is an idiot and did actually kill him. He loves his brother dearly, he loves him more than he's loved anyone in the world. Yasuo is the only one who really understands him, possibly even better than Yone understands himself. Yone realizes that and recognizes that he probably could not bear to live in a world without someone to understand him like Yasuo does.

That being said, my Yone is completely unaware of the fact that Riven killed Souma. He's been dead and didn't hear about any of that. To him, Yasuo still is responsible for Souma's death, even if Yone doesn't believe Yasuo actually did it. He does blame Yasuo for it since Yasuo did desert his post.

If Yone were to be revived I think he would, for a long time, become very dependent on Yasuo to function. He would have to completely re-invent himself, possibly from the ground up. Now that he can't put off his self improvement by obsessing over azakana, he would be FORCED to look into a mirror, and what is harder than facing yourself?

So ultimately, I don't think Yone would be revived if he were given the choice. But if he did, that he would absolutely need Yasuo to become himself again.

As for Lillia? My Yone and Lillia spawned from the same anomaly and share the ability to dreamwalk. In some ways, they are soul mates, but even if Lillia is the only person in the world that can take away Yone's woes, she still wouldn't be able to make him him, you know. While they possibly even share a part of a soul or dream and are always connected, Lillia just doesn't have the knowledge or strength to be able to help Yone overcome his deepest rooted issues. I truly think only someone like Yasuo could do that.

[ionianwanderer]

VERSE;; – STAR GUARDIAN;

Name: Yasȕ̶͚̣̤͎͝o̶̮͋͒͒̐ ?̶̢̠̥̘͋?̸̘̪̎̈̊̅ͅ?̷̭͗̿͒̈́?̵̥͖̒̄͛͊?̷̝̳̮̖͊͝?̸̣́ Age: ??? (Appears to be... mid 20s) Team: U̶̧̖̍N̴̜̐̊K̵̝̳̼͔̇N̷͕͖͝O̴̯͚͝Ẅ̶͙̥̹̺́͐͗N̶͇̭̬̊̾͆

Hobby: Kendo Favorite Food: Okonomiyaki Favorite Subject: Art

Proficiency: Swordsmanship & Rescue Tactics

REFERENCE

A long forgotten member of a team lost to time, Yasuo strives to save other guardians and have them avoid the same fate he’s suffering.

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No one knows what happened to the team that Yasuo belonged to, nor does he care to talk about it-- there’s speculation though, there always is. Some people say he lost his brother and watched him burn out to nothing trying to save him from something bigger than their team could handle. Others say he’s the sole survivor of another galaxy’s team before he could be fully corrupted. Whatever it is, he doesn’t dare to talk about it. But he holds a martyrdom in his soul as he does what he can to save others from burning themselves out. If Yasuo is around your team, you are in good hands.

While still having a lingering connection to the First Star, there’s no doubt that corruption courses through him. He tries his best to fend it off and while it does worm its way through sometimes… It’s nothing to worry about! He’ll reassure you of that. 

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Meet his Magical Medium - Kaiyo

This dragon is quite the feisty little thing! Born of Yasuo’s prowess for battle and his need to prove himself (a little bit of his hotheadedness as well) it loves to jump right into the fight. Kaiyo, when not raring to go taking the form of Yasuo’s katana, enjoys hanging out in the scarf around his neck and napping there until something piques its interest.

[ionianwanderer]

origin of the scar on yasuo's nose in restaurant au though ... cooking accident or smth else ?

God I think it would be funny as shit actually if it was a cooking accident where he was trying to be a show off with his knife skills and 100% cut himself in the stupidest way because he got distracted.

So here we go right:

This is a day where they're busy as hell, some sort of lunch rush maybe? Of course, Yasuo is being a bit of a show off (especially since this is him as a younger adult) with his filleting skills and makes a show of it in the front of house with the customers. Tries to juggle the knife in some stupid feat of skill, ends up cutting his nose pretty badly. Boom, scar.

Bonus if he never hears the end of it especially in a "Hey remember when your dumbass cut your NOSE juggling a knife???". I also like to think Yone eventually brings this up to Yasuo's little stray he feeds when he's not around because he asks Yone about it LMAO

[guiltfilledsheath]

A Quest’s End and a Journey’s Beginning

   Yasuo’s passage of time has been very estranged for a long time now, though from the time he arrived at this place to this very point in time, he’s gathered it’s been a few weeks. There have been multiple attempts to ‘rid himself of his guilt’ and none of them were successful, and from that time, he fell into a deep state of sorrow. Insults towards himself were being generated so often and so swiftly that every waking moment was one of grief until he just became jaded to his own thoughts. There was no booze left in his gourd to numb any of his pain either, in fact, he’d been sober for the entirety of his time spent in this place.

   Thoughts of those he cared for, both the living and the dead, were the things that replayed often within his mind. From conversations to confessions, their battles both grand and small, and even the quiet moments, all of it flashed within his mind. It confused him why it would be such a constant reminder when he had already given up on having this place be his tomb. Was it just his mind being cruel to him yet again? Was it just a sick joke that his guilt demanded be replayed over and over since he was being a coward and running from his own commitment yet again? He didn’t know the answer, even as he spent another day staring off into the distance and watching as the sun was beginning to set.

   “This... this was suppose to be my grave... I was supposed to... but I can’t. Maybe it’s just that I am a just a frighten child who runs away from his problems, right down to my very core, and even a coward’s death evades me. Maybe it’s the ghosts of those who were slain by my blade that refuse to let me atone with my life. Maybe... I don’t know what the truth is... and maybe I have no right to know.” Yasuo would pause his musing before letting out a small sigh. “...Since there is no one here... maybe now is a good time to just let out this frustration in my chest and perhaps... I’ll finally find the answer I seek.”

   The ronin would slowly begin to shift and stand, using his sheathed weapon to assist in this effort. Once on his feet, he would plant the blade into the ground and take a few steps back to stare at it, treating it like it was another human being. “...I’m... I’m angry... I’m angry at myself for making the mistake of leaving for a battlefield, and discovering that not only was there no glory to be gained... but that I couldn’t save anyone... and worse yet... I let my master be slain. I’m angry at myself for not attempting to explain my side of the story... for not just admitting that I left him alone and that the real killer was still out there. I’m angry that I... that I...” His fists were balled up and shaking while he could feel a few tears beginning to form. “That I didn’t try harder to convince Yone... Out of everyone else... he was the only one who could’ve helped me... but I was scared of the pain, scared of being hurt so badly that I reacted out of panic and worry rather than kept a cool head and tried to figure out a way to make it work. I should’ve said something... anything... I shouldn’t have called out to him by name but rather by what he was to me... my brother... my big brother... blood be damned! He cared for me and I... and I... oh Gods why did I do it?!” He’d shout, dropping to his knees before his weapon, his forehead resting against the sheath while tears streamed down his cheeks.

   “Yone... Big Brother Yone... you always wanted the best for me... you never treated me any different even when my father turned out to be no better than your own. You never once let me feel like an outsider in our home... Why... Why didn’t I try harder to convince you? Was I truly so weak that what anger I held for you guided my actions during a moment where I sought a way out? Was I truly so blind that I didn’t even consider recruiting you to my side, even after everything we’ve been through and all you’ve done for me?! Why was I so STUPID?!” He’d hit his forehead against his weapon as he’d continue his sobbing. “All I ever wanted was for you to recognize me for my talent... was for us to go back to how we used to be... just two brothers trying to make life easier for our mother.” There was a long silence after he finished his moment and slowly he’d lift his head up to the sky, take a deep breath, and wipe the tears from his face before returning back to his feet. “*Sniff*... No... No this I not where I’m suppose to perish... And... And I... I’m scared... I’m scared but I... I know what I must do. Yun... Yun was right in the first place. I... I need to go back and see her while I still can. From there... from there I have to tell her everything and admit to my sins. If I truly seek forgiveness and to redeem myself... I need to start there. Mother... I... I pray you’re still around...” With that, he’d pull his weapon out of the ground and rush away from the location.

  It would take even longer for Yasuo to go from his current location all the way back home to Ionia, where he didn’t receive any welcome, which was far better than he’d expected. Of course, he didn’t care about how others saw him right now, even with how disheveled he’d appeared, he had but one goal in his mind, find his mom. This task was... actually easier than he expected since she hadn’t moved from her spot in all the time he and his brother had been gone. However, as he walked up to the door to his own home, he’d pause and look at his hand which was shaking. Thoughts of running away or leaving a note entered his mind and there were a few moments when he turned his back to the door before turning again to face it. His breathing was shaky, he could feel his body screaming at him to flee, but he’d take a moment to try and calm himself down. Then... he knocked on the door. ‘Just a moment!’ was a familiar voice that called out from another room before the sound of someone rising up and moving towards the door came from behind the wooden frame. ‘Yes how can I-’ There was a pause as a middle-aged woman opened the door and nearly fell backwards when she saw who it was that came to her door. 

“...Hi mom.” The woman’s eyes widened for a moment before her expression grew stern and she folded her arms over her chest. ‘I only had one son... and you killed him.’ Yasuo froze as those words left his mother’s lips and he could feel agony unlike what he felt before, though... he had managed to muster up a smile, trying to mask his hurt before scratching the back of his head. “Ha... ha ha ha... that... that’s true! Ha... ha ha! S... Sorry there ma’am I-” Yasuo was cut off when his mother sent her fist right into the top of his head and forced the swordsman to his knees while he clutched the area that was struck. ‘DO YOU THINK SO LITTLE OF ME THAT I’D ABANDON MY ONLY CHILD LEFT?!’ She shouted, catching the attention of a few onlookers. The ronin looked up at her as tears began to form. ‘...I’ve had a lot of time to think Yasuo, I’ve had a lot of hurt to work through. My sons... my boys had to fight each other and... I had no idea if I should be angry or ashamed that it came to that.... My only family left since your grandparents passed... and I was forced to outlive one of my children and guess if I’d outlive the other.’ Tears began to form in her eyes now while she struggled to keep her stern expression, however, she’d wipe them away before they fell. ‘Yasuo... you abandoned me and you killed your brother. I was ready to disown you as my son... I was ready to greet you as a stranger... but as days turned to weeks, weeks months, and months years... I thought about everything that has happened to me. How both men who entered my life left the moment I was giving birth to their children... how my children, who I swore would resent each other, ignored the issue of blood and treated each other like true family. How cruel life was to force brother against brother with no way for their fight to end with both of them standing... Yasuo... I’ve had time to think... and I’ve had time to figure out what I want to say to you.’ She’d slowly begin to crouch down and bring her hands to his face to make him look her in the eyes. ‘You’re still my son. I understand... I understand the corner you felt you were backed into. I understand the grief you must’ve felt over killing Yone. But Yasuo... my child... I forgive you.’ Yasuo’s face slowly began to twist into a sorrowful mess as the tears flowed free and rapidly from eyes, his mother’s expression softening now as she gently stroked his cheek with one thumb. “M...Mom!” He’d shout before scrambling to close the gap between them and embrace her smaller form while she let out a little gasp in surprise before pausing for a moment. She’d then reach as best she could to hold her child.

   “I’m sorry!” He’d weep, shaking while he held her. “I’m so sorry! I-I should’ve listened! I-I should’ve come home! I should’ve tried to convince him!” He just started to weep now while his mother did her best to provide him with comfort. ‘Yasuo... There’s no changing the past... but you can change what happens now. Come... wipe those tears and let’s talk more inside. I’m sure you have much to tell me...’

  With that the two of them went inside, and Yasuo would talk for a long time, confessing everything. His mother would frown throughout it all, occasionally gasping and covering her mouth for certain parts, namely what the point of his quest was. There was a lot of scolding from his mother in regards to a number of things he’d done, however, she did soften her expression and managed to smile as he walks over to him. ‘Yasuo. For the first time, without your brother behind you, you’ve finally decided to stand and confront the consequences of your actions. So for you... as your mother... allow me to tell you what you must do in order to make it up to, not only myself, but, everyone else you’ve wronged.’ The swordsman flinched, though he’d grip his seat and let out a small breath. “Alright...” His mother looked at him for a brief moment. ‘Just so you know... this may not redeem you or ease any of your guilt. You may have to carry that with you till you reach the end of your life. Do you think you can handle that?’ Yasuo could feel himself wanting to leave, but he opted to bounce his leg and tighten his grip while he takes a deep breath. “I-I... I don’t know... but... I’ll try.” ‘...Alright. First... you must go visit the graves of those you’ve slain, make an offering to their spirits, and ask for forgiveness, especially the one of Yone. Second, you must visit the families of the fallen and beg for their forgiveness as well... and you must be fine with them rejecting your apology. After that... it’s up to you what you should do to atone. As your mother, I can only offer you this as advice. In truth... you need to find a way to forgive yourself for what you’ve done before the true answers you seek for redemption make themselves known. While you’re in the area, you’re free to use this place as one where you can rest between your acts, You’re also free to stay here as long as you need, provided you’re willing to work for your supper and lodging, but I will be reminding you of what needs to be done. ...Should you choose to leave again, I just ask that you promise me to either come back someday and write to me until you do. It doesn’t have to be often... but just enough to let this old woman know that she doesn’t have to prepare another grave... alright?’ She’d smile at him. Yasuo had yet to look at her, doing his best to take in everything, and once he had, he’d take a deep breath and then look at her and smile a bit. “Old women don’t punch nearly as hard as you do mom,” He’d jest while slowly standing up. “I promise... Tomorrow... I’ll... get right to... work...” He’d managed to get out before collapsing, much to his mother’s surprise as she did her best to catch him. 

  Upon holding him, she discovered just how exhausted her son was, and she’d let out a small sigh before shaking her head. ‘...You can rest for now dear... Tomorrow is the second best time to start making good on your promise... for now just rest.’

//This is now the cannon of this blog. My Yasuo will now be wandering, searching for a way to redeem himself for his past. He’ll also be seeking to better himself. Any interactions will be post-grave visits (unless you want to interact with him during those visits). 

This does not affect any AUs. 

[wingederato]

Modern!Hotd Targaryen siblings headcanons

I have a lot to say about Helaena and Aegon

also please send me ur ideas i have such brainrot ty

tw// substance abuse (aegon's part)

Helaena

has a butterfly tattoo

fairy light enthusiast

dresses like the 70's met the naughties with a hint of grunge fairycore

loves horror films but gets upset when they kill animals

loves astrology and tarot cards

loves crystals even though aegon laughs at her

wants a pet snake but alicent told her she cant have one (aemond is scared of them)

smokes (i do not encourage this kids!!)

luke tried to teach her to skateboard but she prefers roller skating

phoebe bridgers and gracie abrams girl

science girlie OMG STEM GIRLIE

plays sims but never gets past decorating the house and making the sims cuz she takes like 48 hours to do that alone

sometimes plays Minecraft with aegon but literally just collects cats and builds

Aemond

reads history books to try and bond with viserys

so good at sports

football, rugby you name it & he's good at it

wasn't particularly popular at school but had friends through sports teams

mama's boy but that's not a headcanon

instead of losing his eye, he has a massive scar through his eyebrow and under his eye from where Luke banged his head off the edge of a kitchen counter

so incredibly well disciplined to the point where he sometimes will not speak unless he is spoken to

he and jace are sports rivals cuz they go to opposite schools that compete against each other

i feel like I've not thought about this enough so please expect a part two where i just talk about aemond

Aegon

such a fuckboy bitch

writes fucking love songs for every new girl he dates

'I shoulda known all along, I was only the next one To take your love songs as a promise' this lyric from vicious by sabrina carpenter but its about him

OMG this bitch makes tiktoks and everyone LOVES them cuz hes a hot guy doing hot shit

PAINTS HIS NAILS

stop hes just my emo gamer bf

STOP

gamer??

no definitely a gamer.

plays league of legends (red flag but me too)

OMG anyone who plays league i bet this bitch like plays yasuo

i like how im just referring to him as bitch after being nice to aemond and helaena

i kinda love modern!aegon tho. like hes my type of man.

deep down hes a pure sweet heart

HAS BAGS UNDER HIS EYES FROM STAYING UP ALL NIGHT ON DISCORD AND GAMES

i have romanticised him into my perfect man send help

struggles with love cuz he was never shown it while young his perception of love is literally based on artificial perfection

he uses substances (alcohol nicotine etc) to cope with his issues and doesn't ever really open up

he really tries to present himself as a cruel person with no emotions but no one really ever believes him.

was really good at english in school

[queenofruneterra]

Jealous headcanons of Kayn, thresh, yasuo♡?(and aatrox ofc)

SFW!

I don’t know that much about Thresh/Yasuo, so sorry if theirs are ooc!

Kayn

-Kayn wants you all to himself.

-He's an extremely possessive partner, and if he feels like someone's getting more attention than him he won't hesitate to remove them from your life (AKA, murder them)

-He'll be extra sweet to you as an attempt to win you over

-Nicer gifts, More quality time, anything to make himself seem better than them

-It's the little things that tick him off

-If someone looks at you for too long, he’s jealous

-If someone buys you a gift you really like, he’s jealous

-Plus, he’ll randomly make out with you in public just to make it known that you’re taken

- Kayn always wants to be the best in your eyes

- Once you convince him you only want to be with him, he might ease up on his possessiveness. MIGHT.

Aatrox

- Aatrox hates when you get too close to others.

- He tries to hide his jealously, but he's bad at it. Really bad.

- HATES PDA, but he’ll participate if it means making sure the person trying to talk to you gets the hint

- If he sees you getting a long with someone really well, he’ll try to break you two apart

- Aatrox doesn’t like to talk about emotions, he’d rather just fix the problem at the source

- So if he can’t break you apart, they’ll probably end up missing

- He’s not jealous because he doesn’t trust you, he’s jealous because he’s afraid you’ll find someone better than him

- He’s very protective of you, and doesn’t trust anyone to be around you for too long

- If you even hint that someone might be untrustworthy, he’ll get his sword out

Yasuo

- Yasuo trusts you, but he has his moments.

- He’ll put his arm around you or kiss you a little too long in public to make sure people know you’re his

- He hates talking about his jealousy. He doesn’t want you to see him as overprotective.

- He’ll often take you on dates to remote places (gardens, hot springs, etc.) where you can be alone.

- He says it’s because he loves nature/quiet places, which is true, but it’s also because he doesn’t want anything (or anyone) interrupting your time together.

- If he thinks you’re getting too close to someone he’ll talk to you about it, but once you convince him it’s nothing he’ll drop it.

Thresh

- Thresh can be a little controlling, but he only wants what’s best for you (staying by his side forever)

- when he gets jealous he lets you know.

- Lots of PDA to make sure it’s known that you’re taken

-His favorite way to ward someone off is to pull you close to him and kiss your forehead

- Thresh gets uneasy when you spend a lot of time with others

- If he’s really jealous he might start constantly asking you to do things together so you don’t have the opportunity to see the other person

[ayasearchives]

General

Name: Ugetsu Tsukigami

Age: 19 (Freedom), 24 (Tri/3U), 29 (Rise), 30 (Sunbreak)

Height/Weight: 6'01" (185 cm) / 172 lbs. (78 kg)

Gender: Male

Orientations: Bisexual

Voice/Accent: Ray Chase

Weapon of choice: Longsword, though has some experience with Greatswords and Light Bowguns

Buddies: Tadeo, a black and rust Palamute belonging to his later father. He owns an unusually aggressive cohoot named 'Kusotare.'

Personality

Summary: Ugetsu believes himself to be part of a line of extraordinary hunters, and his pride and arrogance shows it. While more docile towards his fellow villagers, Ugetsu comes off as quite aloof and domineering. Foul-mouthed overall.

A hot-headed man, Ugetsu is very combative when angered and puts zero thoughts into his actions or words.

He idolized his father and aspired to be like him, clinging closely to Yasuo's teachings as both a hunter and a longsword specialist. He spent a lot of his youth sparring and hunting with his adolescent-hood friend, Utsushi. Yasuo's death at the claws of an Apex Rathian left a deafening blow to Ugetsu's mental state, taking his desire for revenge to questionable and unhealthy levels.

Likes: Moga-styled Pork buns, a good prank, Yukumo import sake, listening to the twins singing

Dislikes: Bullfango, Hunting in the desert, the smell of overripe Jumbo Fruit, Mizustune soap