#jynxd [vi]

[gauntlets-shot]

continued from here | @jynxd

It was almost like yesterday that Powder and Vi were separated right by their parents' slaughtered bodies. It was a nightmare to Vi that she never seemed to escape since half the time that's what awoke her at night. The other half of her nightmares were when Powder had bombed them, her new family. Vander and her brothers Milo and Claggor were dead on the ground right beside her and just like the day she lost Powder, Vi was sobbing helplessly. How could she lose both her families before turning into an adult? Despite her efforts at the time, Vi wasn't able to sway her sister and even then, she decided from then on that she wouldn't give up on her.

Time passed now, she had been taken to Stillwater for her involvement in the heist and the whole mess that led to the death of her new family but even then, Vi could never forget about Powder and what she had done. She didn't necessarily grow bitter towards her since her love outweighed everything but she wasn't exactly on good terms with her. Vi and Powder had lost everything together once, but Vi lost everything again at the hands of her own sister. She could never forget that.

As luck would have it, a naive enforcer had broke Vi out of prison since she had information on Powder. What had Powder done, she wasn't sure, but she was going to find out one way or another. She just had to ditch this damn enforcer. Once they were in the Undercity, Vi managed to lose the woman and immediately set out on finding her sister. She was prepared to live on absolutely nothing until she found her but to her luck, she had found the girl not too long after. Vi stared at her, her light blue hair was practically hitting the floor even in braids. She sported blue cloud tattoos on her arm and her rib cage too. Powder looked so different, but still so Powder.

Vi's gaze must have hardened as she stared since Powder seemed on edge but then it struck her. "Who are you?" She didn't recognize her. It had been a while but...her name was literally on her cheek. "Powder, it's me," Vi said and gestured to herself as she took a step forward. "It's Vi...Violet. Your sister." The word came out in a tone of confusion almost as if she doubted the fact herself. "You really don't recognize me?"

[blackrosesmatron]

@jynxd

Blows a kiss at Vi, "I hope you enjoy the view~"

[strxngertogether]

@jynxd

Powder is sitting at her and her mom's desk, screwdriver in hand as she unscrews the back of their newest project. She's incredibly curious about what adding her weird new rocks will do to it. They always seem to spark in her hands and when they get jostled around a little too much, so maybe they could be a power source! Once the back is pulled off and set to the side, she gets to work on pulling out the corroded battery, tossing it behind her and hopefully getting it in the nearby trashcan. She could probably repurpose the lithium for something cool later, but that's not on her agenda right now.

Grabbing one of the glowing blue rocks, she set it where the battery used to lay and, after applying some flux, she grabs the soldering iron that she plugged in several minutes ago. Tongue sticking out as she concentrates, she carefully solders the wires to her cool rock. The thing is extra sparky and she has to use her safety squints to see what she's doing, but it all goes to plan and while her solder work is a bit messy, she's pretty impressed with herself for being able to solder to something so bumpy. She sits back to admire her handywork with a grin.

Reaching around to the front, Powder finds the power button and flips it on. Before she can even react, her vision goes blue and she feels as if she's being thrown back and she feels as if somehow the world is flipping in on itself, doing backflips and somersaults. Then she hits the ground with a solid thud. Head spinning, she has to regain her bearings, blinking heavily as she sits on the... oddly cold ground. Her hands immediately go to her hearing aids, making sure they didn't break in the blast or the fall. "Great," she murmurs pessimistically as she sulks, slightly comforted that her own voice isn't muffled. "Good job, Powder," she signs to herself, rolling her eyes. "Idiot..."

She's expecting a mess, maybe a completely fried circuit board or her own skin being burned, but nothing hurts and when she stands, her project's gone. Her eyebrows furrow. She fully takes in her surroundings now. The lights are dim and they flicker. Her desk... isn't her desk and deep, unsettled feeling blossoms within her. Her breath quickens just a bit, still preoccupied with figuring out what's going on. She looks around. This is definitely not her home.

"Um... hello?" she calls out hesitantly. "I-Is anyone there? Con?"

[shimmerbeasts]

"Oh - okay - we're hugging about this, okay." ( from vi for jinx m)

Gentle Care||Accepting.

Jinx needed Vi. Not the monstrous Vi, she had grown to love and adore, but her big sister, Vi. The one, who technically did not really exist anymore. Grumbling sadly to herself, she straddled Vi's lap, wrapped her arms around her sister's neck and buried her face in her throat. Tears stung between her eyelids and she continued making sad grunts and murmurs.

Vi seemed startled by this motion at first. However, even with amnesia plaguing her mind, her big sister seemed to still have a crumb of that sisterly love in her. Jinx's lips tugged into a relieved and relaxed smile as Vi gingerly looped those strong, muscular arms around her body in an embrace. Sleek fingers with vicious claws, strong enough to draw blood, caressed her back in warm, soothing circles, massaging across her shoulder blades and down her spine.

"They were saying bad things again", Jinx whispered, referring to Mylo and Claggor's callous voices. Even with her sister finally safe and sound in her grasp, the ghosts of the past envied her the smallest crumbs of luck. "They were claiming that I don't deserve you and that you will never be accepted back into Zaun. That Papa would kill you if he ever found out. And that that stupid Enforcer girl you snuck away from could show up at any minute and take you away from me again. In fact, they are convinced an army of Enforcers is exclusively hunting you down right now!"

A frustrated whine could be heard, muffled against Vi's neck, followed by a rough punch against her side. That punch was given way to claws racking across her skin as Jinx held onto her sister as she snarled: "They are lying! They have to be lying! And even if those Enforcers came? Let them! We can take them on! We can take them all on!" Jinx gave a possessive, terrified growl, licking against the side of Vi's face as if she meant to self-soothe. "I don't want you to be taken away."

[feraldames]

— FAMILIAL SHIPS what is a mother if not a sacrifice of pure love — [ ship: caitlyn/cassandra ] your heart is your greatest power — [ ship: caitlyn/tobias ] even when its darkest i will be right with you — [ ship: caitlyn/grayson ]

— ROMANTIC SHIPS you found parts of me I did not know still existed — [ ship: caitlyn/vi ] : shimmerbeasts loving you is the most natural feeling i know — [ ship: caitlyn/vi ] : gauntletsshot she fell in love with someone who could handle her fire — [ ship: caitlyn/vi ] : jynxd

— PLATONIC SHIPS

— ANTOGONISTIC SHIPS our lives are intertangled in a complex game of intricacies — [ ship: caitlyn/jinx ] : shimmerbeasts

[shimmerbeasts]

Jinx tsked softly at Vi's words. The idea that someone assumed they could ever use a monster for their personal benefit was ludicrous. Monsters could not be tamed or chained. You could not direct them to do what you wanted. Eventually, they always broke out of their restraints and vowed bitter revenge. It was not a question of If, but of When.

"You should never defang yourself for anybody", Jinx replied, "That was one of the first lessons, Silco taught me. Whatever Marcus attempted to do, was control and cage your monster. He should be ashamed of himself for that alone. So yeah, I guess you are right. I am freeing you, sis. And of course, I accept you as Ironheart and as Vi. You accepted Jinx, which is more than I ever expected to happen."

Vi inspected the Shimmer with a certain reverence. She was different from the addicts, the Loose Canon had seen on the street. How they would all fall over each other and scramble across the ground for even a drop of the purple gold. There was no reverence towards the gift her father had given the Undercity. Just a mad chase for power when most people probably did not even understand that word. Silco had explained it to her. Power only came to those who were willing to do whatever it took to achieve it. The power Shimmer granted you was a shortcut, and the mad race was a copout.

Her brows curved upwards and her lips trembled. Jinx shifted around from side to side as Vi remarked that she had realised that Silco and her father were one and the same person. Oh, no! Jinx had jinxed it again! She had to have! Vi would hate Silco. She probably remembered everything and ...

Before Jinx could get trapped in her worries, Vi's hand placed itself on her cheek and chased away the thoughts. Her sister's fingers brushed her bangs away, making the younger girl meet her gaze. Vi's eyes shone with acceptance, and the knot in Jinx's gut began to loosen with each word spoken. It did not matter to Vi what had happened. She understood how much Silco meant to Jinx. Her heart felt like it wanted to leap out of her throat in joy.

Jinx backed away a touch so that Vi had the space for the Shimmer to unfurl all its effects. Her sister's eyes lit up purple. The Shimmer dosage was not enough to increase her size, however, she looked more alive and thrilled. Her grin was vicious and crude, wild and unbridled. The sigh of satisfaction was like a kiss. Jinx smiled a sly grin of pride as her sister became pumped up.

"My father calls it Shimmer", Jinx said, "It has to be without a doubt the most powerful chemical concoction the Undercity has ever devised. It can heal you, make you stronger, faster, more savage. It is so valuable people have colloquially started to call it purple gold. And well, if you want to tear into an Enforcer, how about we found ourselves some quarrel?"

From the moment Vi had stepped into the lanes, she knew something must have happened that put herself on this Silco's bad side. The way Jinx was talking, about her Papa, and what kind of role those who worked around him played... She didn't wonder if they were the same person. In fact recalled fighting some chick named Sevika in the same bar that this guy owned, which is why those goons were after her in the first place. But if that were the case, why would her sister be with him?

For the time being Vi decided not to air her thoughts just yet. Better to bring it up later rather than now, when her sister was so happy. Hell, when she herself was so happy. Because not only was her sister welcoming her with open arms, she welcomed the monster too. When most outright shun her for who she was. But Jinx? It seemed like she loved every part of her, monster and all. That was enough to make her heart melt.

"Everyone else, has only ever wanted to use my monster for their own personal benefit." Vi smiled at Jinx, with the warmth and love that a sister would give as Jinx stepped away. "Because of that I've never been free, until now. You want to me free me, don't you? Not just for you, but for me. You're the first one who accepts all of me, Iron hands and Vi..."

Admittedly when asked if her sister anything that would give a kick, she didn't expect her to be able to find one so quick. Hell, she barely had any time to herself when she'd returned with a purple vial. The same one she had seen some of the people on streets taking in peripheral. Even then she had been half tempted to snatch it from then, but now she didn't. And when the vial was offered, she did not hesitate to take it, studying it close, watching as the liquid swirled inside in.

"Before I take this, I have to say something, Jinx." Violet blue flickered from the vial to Sapphire. "I know you don't want me to remember whatever happened with Silco, but he is your Papa, isn't he?" A quick study of her body language, and the clear emotion of her face would be an easy giveaway to answer Vi already knew. "I kind of pieced that together, the way you were talking about him but I want you to know, that it doesn't change anything."

Vi reached out once more to brush a bang out of Jinx's hair, acceptance in her eyes. "If he means that much to you, it doesn't matter what happened." Without further delay, Vi turned her attention once more to the shimmer. She could already feel the excitement hit long before she down the vial like a shot.

The effect was instant, as her eyes lit such a beautiful purple, and a burst of energy hit her all at once. Something else too, a thrill unlike she'd experienced before, one that even surpassed what she ever felt in those cells. A Cheshire like grin spread across her face, followed a by a satisfied sigh.

"God what is this stuff? I feel like I could rip apart enforcers with this stuff." Her voice took a deeper tone, more animalistic with her fangs on full display, she could barely even feel her claws pressing into her skin. "I feel like I'm ready to tear into anyone and I want more."

[valiantthearts]

@jynxd - The battle was over, but that didn't mean everything was alright. It was far from it, and many had been lost in battle. Vi was not without casuality. She had just lost almost everything again as she had just watched Jinx fall with what was left of Vander. The puppet he had been made into...

So when she found caitlyn, she ran so fast into her arms. Crying into her chest, with little care of the audience around them. "She's gone Cait, my sister, she threw herself at Vander and... and..." Words could no longer form as she struggled to think past the pain she felt. She wrapped her arms tightly around her, clinging to one of the two people she still had left. "I finally had her back and now she is gone."

It was then that she felt the knife that was still in Caitlyn's side, she feel blood come from the wound. "Cait..." She held back her pain, for the time being to prioritize Caitlyn. "We need to go, get you help, before I lose you too."

Caitlyn glanced up at the sky, the breeze quiet and no more twisting magic. Whatever had touched her, pulled her into oblivion, had vanished and she no longer felt lost and empty. Blood smeared down Caitlyn’s face, bleeding into the collar of her outfit as she glanced over to Mel. Blood pooled from her wound as Caitlyn tried to get up, only to collapse back down to the ground. She cried out in pain as her hand reached for her side and tears fell from her one good eye. Her world spun underneath her and the blood loss grew severe with each passing second. “Caitlyn, stop moving. You're going to make it worse. We need to get you help,” Mel spoke urgently.

Her single eye blurred as she heard boots and looked up toward her. She opened up her arms and grasp her, though she could barely process fully what Vi spoke of. Gone? Jinx, that’s what she meant. Where did she go? But slowly, her head leaned up against Vi’s shoulder and blood painted her skin and turned her tank red. “Vi... sorry,” she whispered as she looked up at her. Her skin was pale, as she couldn’t stand up. Ambessa had damaged her leg; though she didn’t know if it was broken or not. But it hurt to put pressure on it.

“Sorry... for everything. For Jinx, for... for not doing harder,” Caitlyn whispered as her arm lower, finding it hard to keep her strength to hold it up. “Just... hold me,” Caitlyn pleaded as she slumped up against her side again. Exhaustion clung to her body, and she didn’t know how much longer she could hang on. She had been bleeding this whole time, since the fight with Ambessa and everything before. “I... I love you, Vi,” Caitlyn whispered the words, afraid she might not get a chance to say it again.

Mel immediately grabbed Vi and pointed toward the door. “Inside, now! The medic is in there. We can save her, but we have to go now!” Mel spoke urgently, refusing to lose another person on her watch.

[piltover-sharpshooter]

Legal   Name:  Caitlyn Kiramman

Nicknames:

Cait

Cupcake

Top Hat (Unwilling)

Matilda (Very Unwilling)

Date  of  Birth:   966 AN - 970 AN

Gender:   Female

Place   of   Birth:  Piltover

Currently   Living:   Piltover

Spoken   Languages:

Piltover common.

Noxian common.

Shuriman common.

Demacian common.

Learning modern Ionian

Rudemental understanding of Freljordian and Targonian

Education: 

Valedictorian of Piltover's Academy of High Politics and Commerce.

Professional hunter of Piltover's hunting Association.

Trained Sniper of the Marksman Guild

Enforcer training

Detective training

Technology and Gadgety training

Noxian hand to hand combat

Physical   Characteristics:

Hair   Color:   Raven hair

Eye   Color:  Light Blue

Miscellaneous: Scarss and Tattoo's reference

Height: 2 metres, 6'5

Weight: 75kg, 167 lbs

Relationships:

Tobias Kiramman (Father)

Chiasa (Oba)

Emilia Leblanc (Fiance)

Nova (Pet, Son)

Jayce Talis (Brother)

Vi (Romantic interest, Partner)

Jinx (Mortal Enemy, Romantic interest, complicated)

Noelle, Trinity and Jingle Minette (Adoptive daughters)

Ava, Achara, Ran (Romantic interests)

Qadira, Quirin, Vladimir, Fleer , Robin, Lillia( Dear Friends)

Jack, Lief (Adopted Sons)

Orientation:

Lesbian, high libido

Relationship   Status:

To be married (Leblanc)

Tagged by: @songofsilentechoes (thank you dear~)

Tagging: @shimmerbeasts , @valiantthearts @jynxd, @thegoldentigress @risingshine @angelicxlly @blackrosesmatron and whoever else wants to!

[ferinehuntressmoved]

⭐️

*  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑻-𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑨𝑾𝑬𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺. -> ⭐️ ― convincing portrayal of a canon character

oh god, can I just cheat? Because, honestly, I feel like everyone I follow has great portrayal's to their muses. Like, one thing I try to say is that canon characters, everyone is going to write them different. The way I write Caitlyn won't be the way someone else does but that doesn't make anyone's potrayal less convincing then the other.

So yes, I'm going to cheat and literally tag everyone. This might get long; but I can, by no means, ignore anyone.

@shimmerbeasts - Amazing in depth unique potrayals of Silco, Sevika, Jinx, Vi, Warwick/Vander, and Naafiri @decidentia - A beautiful portrayal of Vi @gauntlets-shot - Wild interactions with her Vi @ofspvrta - A wonderful portrayal of Kassandra of Sparta @ambrosius-goldenlion - A great voice to Ambrosius Goldenloin @goldenfists - A wild punch card of Sett @knifvd - A beautiful portrayal of Soraka and Lux (my first soraka <3) @heredis-sanguinis - A dark twist voice ot Vladimir (which we still need to write &lt;3) @piltover-sharpshooter - A different portrayal of Caitlyn (I love how different our girls are). @blackrosesmatron - A villainous love for LeBlanc. @couturiere - A sweet portrayal of Gwen (love the mythmaker voice choice!) @jynxd - A unique canon divergent portrayal of Jinx @pitgritted - A great portrayal of Sett (I also say your Taric is amazing too!) @realmyths - A grand portrayal of Vi (and all the many other muses you have) @knightinsourarmor - A wonderful potrayal of Silco, Mel, and Vi. @torntruth - Lovely portrayals of Seyka and Vi.

Also tagging other blogs, which I have not actively talked with or do not write with, but they deserve mentions too! @raytm, @hellfirecascade, @tacetferrum, @darkbound, @moonlightviigil, @nightmarefuele, @fearsgod, @kinkouu

This is literally everyone I follow XD So yeah, I'm cheating and saying everyone has their own unique but amazing potrayal to muses that, it would not be fair to say one is better then the other XD.

[valiantthearts]

Caitlyn’s emotions stirred with every inch of pain and fear within Ekko; but also knowing just the struggle with Shimmer. Silco had infected her with it, just as Jinx had done so with Ekko. They both dealt with the weight of its aggression and its flooding pleasure and pain. Even now, she could smell it on him, on his breath and she scrunched her nose slightly but refuse to move away. Her conviction to help over road her desire to hide from the smell. “Yes,” Caitlyn spoke without hesitation as she reached up to touch his hand. Vi moved at the same time as their hands both met and touched Ekko’s. “Your family, Little Man, you know I’ll do anything for ya,”

Eyes flashed slightly purple, as Caitlyn moved closer and licked her lips at the smell but continued to work on cleaning rather than anything else. Vi just shook her head and raised a brow in his direction. “Ekko, really? Do me a favor and shut up,” Vi tried to joke and squeezed his hand. “Neither of us holds that over you, you know that? I.... did things, became something in Stillwater. It... we become things we don’t want to be, but I’m not going to leave you,” Vi promised as Caitlyn finished up with the cleaning and started to bandage his wounds.

Vi chuckled as she shrugged her shoulders. “Vander would be lecturing me right now, and you know it. My fist are all black and blue now, he would have a storm of a talk with me,” Caitlyn picked up the bowls, and touched Ekko’s leg to let him know he was good and she left to go clean the stuff while leaving Vi with Ekko.

The conversation shifted as Vi stayed quiet and shook her head. “No, you haven’t. I didn’t think you would want to talk about it, just like I struggle about...” Vi tilted her head and shrugged. “About Stillwater,”

The concern he felt began to die down, knowing that they were there to comfort him. Especially since Caitlyn knew his pain, to some degree. She was an empath, like him, but she knew the rush of shimmer. It was ingrained her now, just as the hound was ingrained in him. The only difference was, that he was allowed a break. Jinx had not yet forced the shimmer to bind with him. Though he feared it would only be a matter of time. "If Jinx comes, she won't hesitate to send the hound after you...Are you sure you're willing to risk it?"

Ekko flinched at the feeling of coldish water touching his skin to clean the blood off. Although he wasn't looking directly at her now, he knew that being this close to someone who'd just had shimmer in their system had to be hard. The shimmer, which would always lure those who were afflicted in, something she knew now. "You've been through enough with what was done to you. Both of you, and I here I am, a reminder of what kind of monster Jinx could be." A tear of shimmer ran down his cheek as he spoke. "What kind of monster she made me. She'll always come back for it."

It was Vi's voice that caught his attention as a dark brown met blue, some feint signs of shimmer still dancing in them. "Oh I remember. We had to keep it secret and everything but it was hard." Ekko let out a chuckle, even if it seemed hoarse at the moment. "I remember coming back absolutely black and blue, and oh man you should have seen how mad Benzo was when he found out." He once more glanced away,hiding his frown. "He would be smacking me upside the head for what I've become now..."

"Did I ever tell you about how she found me? What lead to becoming this?" It was sudden, but Ekko in this time felt it was necessary. It was something he had to tell. @valiantthearts

[runes-menagerie]

what kind of light are you

the soft, warm sunlight at dawn

When asked to describe you in one word, they'd usually choose a word like "kind" or "nice". And that's what you are, kind, nice and a generally soft and gentle person. Perhaps that's not all of what you are, but that's what people notice most about you - and you get upset about it, because you want to be more. But you also really want to fit into the image people have about you, so you often do things that - if you think enough about it - you don't really want to do, just to keep up that impression they have. You're soft and warm like the sun at dawn, but you also have the potential to become brighter, stronger and soar higher over time.

Stolen: @mxchineherald

tagging: @zaunseye, @jynxd (Ekko), @feraldames (Vi), @shimmerbeasts (Jinx), @hexedevolution

[undercity-merc]

cont. @jynxd

Her fist made contact, and although she didn't have all of the nerve endings that used to enrich her fists from years of deadening the damn things, as punching concrete often did, she could feel how dense this beast was. The shock reverberated down her forearm and she barely budged the creature. She had a feeling this was going to go poorly in her favor. As soon as her strike rang true, the liquid in the tank boiled and surged, suddenly boiling into a strange orange that bathed her in its hue in the dark alley. The claws ripped back, ready to strike as Vi tries to duck-- but she hit the wall, as the strike never came. Instead, she felt something far more dangerous strike into her. A voice, of all things, that she hadn't heard in a lifetime. It was primal, perverted, but it sounded an awful lot like something she heard the day her life fell apart. Take care of Powder. She suddenly choked. Was this a hallucination? No, no, it's been so long since I've had Shimmer last. I shouldn't be withdrawing, it should be over--

But it was no hallucination. The monster backpedaled a step, and then two, it's massive hands clutching at its wolfish visage. Her hands suddenly shook like they hadn't in years. It was strike after strike to her vulnerable heart, her eyes almost shifting from cold steel to pale blue in the shimmering orange light as the shape of her eyes changed. Are you real? It was familiar, another fatal strike delivered and the beast hadn't even raised a claw to her.

"Va--Vander?" Violet whispered, as if her consciousness was about to be robbed away from her. Her trembling gaze flickered down to her fists; what had she done? Why did she just keep hurting her family?

No, no. This isn't right. What the hell is going on here? "What-- what the fuck happened to you? You can speak? Why-- Why do you sound like him." It was a blink of an eye as her tone shifted from vulnerable to anguished; then, to pure rage. "No. No. You're not allowed to sound like him. This is some sick fucking joke. There's only one fucking Hound now." Her hands came back up, but the brawler was no longer calculated. She was angry, reckless-- furious like she hadn't been in so many years. She didn't even lift her guard. She blindly charged the beast who dared to sound like a man she saw as her father.

[zaunseye]

What Flower Used In Victorian Flower Language Are You?

eglantine - "I wound to heal"

Many people may say you’re pessimistic, but you say you just have an accurate view of the world. Well, alright, that may be true, but the fact that your world has been so hard doesn’t mean it will always be that way. Stop sabotaging your happiness because you feel like you don’t deserve it or because, “oh well, it won’t last, anyway.” The things that you’ve gone through aren’t all you are. Your relationships have been unstable and you want, more than anything, someone who will stay. Honesty is very important to you, and you have no trouble dishing it out. This is helpful in that your friends know they can come to you for your truthful opinions, but not every situation requires you to be blunt. How many ao3 tabs do you have open? Great, and how many of those are hurt/comfort or enemies to lovers? It’s likely that you have religious trauma, and even more likely that you’re queer. It’s almost a certainty that you have mommy and/or daddy issues.

tagged by :: @gnarledbite (ty!) tagging :: @jynxd (Ekko or Jynx), @shimmerbeasts (Jynx or Vi), @ferinehuntress (Caitlyn or Karlach), and anyone who wants to do this. tag me so I can see.

[realmythsmoved]

What kind of love is your muse?

I did it for Caitlyn & got:

Love as Youth

Your love is buoyant. Your love is bountiful. It is ageless, and it will never age. When you fall in love, it is breathless. It is joyful and endless, it is magnificent. You think it, like your youth , will last forever. Youth is eternal, and so is your love. Your love skips rocks and tells stories, your love roasts marshmallows over fires, and laughs freely. Your love does not take itself too seriously. Your love is jumping into puddles just to watch the water splash, and dancing in the rain, and it is watching Sunday morning reruns of cartoons to feel young once more. Your love is forever, forever young. Being loved by you is to be loved by the summer months. And those never end, do they? Well, I won’t tell if you don’t.

Then I did it for Vi & got:

Love as a Choice

You choose to love. Love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. It would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. But you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. When you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. Instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. Your love is work, and it does not come easy. Your love sweats and toils. It is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. Your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. Being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. Your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.

Then I did it for V & got:

Love as a Flaw

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

(I disagree with V's. She would see love as a flaw but only because she doesn't want people to get close to her and meet the same fate as her parents.)

I was tagged by @ferinehuntress & @jynxd

I tag: @bewitchingbaker, @hegrowth, @the27percent, and YOU if you want to do this!

[shimmerbeasts]

Legal Name:  Powder, Jinx

Nicknames:

Pow-Pow

Baby Blue (insult)

Little Purrbox or Purrbox (only reserved for Vi)

Date  of  Birth:  972 AN

Gender:   Female

Place   of   Birth:  Zaun

Currently   Living:   Zaun

Spoken   Languages:

Piltover/Zaunite Common. (shared language of both rivers)

Vastayan. (less a language of words and more one of sounds and body language)

Rudimentary knowledge of Osha Va'Zaunian Common (aka Silco made her learn a dead language to the point she can somewhat speak it, though she was mostly supposed to be able to read it)

Education: 

Self-taught gadgetry, explosions and science knowledge.

Self-taught handling of firearms.

Rudimentary knowledge of the arts, history and geography (taught by Silco)

Close-quarter combat, styles based on Vastayan instincts (both taught by Vi and Sevika)

Reading/writing and maths (taught by Vander, Silco and Felicia)

Physical   Characteristics:

Hair Color:   Cobaltblue

Eye Color:  Sapphire blue, later on purple

Miscellaneous: Several smaller scars on her fingers from bombs misfiring, scars on her scalp from when she scratched her head bloody as a little girl, various gnarly knotted scars on her sides and near her neck, usually centred around her veins, they sometimes glow purple (those latter scars are leftover remains from the bridge incidence), one huge, badly healed scar, parting her right shoulder blade, three claw marks on her left under arm, later on a missing middle finger as well as a triangular scar over her right eyebrow.

Height: 5'4

Weight: 105 pounds

Relationships:

Felicia (biological mother, deceased)

Connol (biological father, deceased)

Vander (adopted father, resurrected as Warwick)

Silco (adopted father, deceased)

Vi (sister)

Mylo and Claggor (adopted brothers, deceased)

Ekko (childhood friend turned enemy, unexplored romantic attraction between both)

Sevika (involuntary foster mother, mentor figure)

Isha (involuntarily adopted sister, seemingly deceased)

Caitlyn (enemy)

Orientation:

Bisexual, moderate libido, which gets spiked during certain kinks

Relationship   Status:

Single

Tagged by: @piltover-sharpshooter

Tagging: @steel-shadow, @gaevaer, @killamman, @valiantthearts (Vi), @jynxd (Silco), @hexedevolution, @undercity-merc, @undercityheathens (Sevika)

[feraldames]

respond  to  the  following  prompts  out  of  character,  then  tag  others  you'd  like  to  get  to  know  a  little  bit  better.

roleplayer name: Panda!

roleplayer pronouns: she/her please

muse name: caitlyn Kiramman, Vi, Dame Aylin Silverblood, Isobel Thorm, and Karlach Cliffgate

preferred communication: discord

experience: I started roleplaying on tumblr back in 2014, but I have been roleplaying since about 2000. So I got a good 25ish years of roleplaying under my belt.

preferred roleplay type: I like to try and write paragraphs, at least 2 of them if not more.

pet peeves & deal breakers: my biggest one is lack of communication. This is why I offer out discord and all, I need to be able to talk, plot, and come up with ideas. Also, weird rules that just don't make sense, or hating on a character and refusing to write with that one is a red flag for me. Honestly, just things that don't make sense honestly.

plot or memes: I like both, plotting is a lot of fun for threads, but memes are great too! its why I reblog them!!

best time to write:  I getting use to a new schedule, so i'm writing more around afternoon/evening like 5-8pm ish

are you like your muse?: I am, I think. They all have hearts of gold, they want to help people. I'm not as bolsterious as aylin or as blunt as Vi, but my little butch heart loves my muscular ladies who just want to help others.

tagged by:  stolen XD tagging: @sharransepulchre, @shimmerbeasts, @jynxd, @myrkulsapxstle, @harpershigh, and anyone else who wants to.