#knowthings

[gaevaer]

@knowthings asked for an encounter .

It was an unexpected sight—a welcome one, albeit strange. Caitlyn hadn’t planned for this, not in the slightest. Today's to-do-list included observation, keeping an eye on her father’s lackeys and their dealings, maybe pestering Sevika later if the opportunity arose. But running into a familiar face down here in the undercity? That hadn’t been on the agenda.

She was perched on a nearby balcony, draped in a large purple shawl that concealed her entirely, Caitlyn watched silently. The figure below moved in such a way that tugged at old memories. How many years had it been? Long enough for her to question if her eyes were playing tricks on her. So she waited, studying the movements, the posture. And then she was certain.

With a scoff, she rose, pulling the shawl tightly around her as she made her way down to the street. Caitlyn didn’t announce herself immediately, instead stepping up behind the girl and letting her presence linger before she spoke.

❝ Fancy seeing you here,❞ she finally called, her voice light yet laced with a sharp edge. The fabric still obscured her face, lending her a shrouded, almost ghostly appearance. There was no malice in her tone, but something about it carried an unmistakable sense of dark mischief.

Caitlyn leaned closer, her words playful but pointed. ❝ I thought you’d gone fully topsider on me. Assimilated to their ways, never to be seen again. What’s it like up there? Uptight, suffocating, and reeking of perfume and privilege, just as I imagine?” She smirked, though the expression was hidden beneath the fabric of her hood.

At last, she pulled it back, revealing her face. Her sharp blue eyes now mixed with a bit of purple glinted with something unreadable — a mixture of curiosity and something slightly... off-putting. The smile she wore wasn’t entirely friendly; it was more of a playful mockery, edged with a kind of unhinged undertone.

❝ Do you still remember me?❞ she asked, tilting her head slightly, her tone hovering between teasing and daring. ❝ Or has the topside made you forget the faces of the undercity?❞

[revolutionary-jinx]

@knowthings liked for a one liner

"Who the fuck are you? And more importantly why shouldn't I shoot you?"

[jt4lis]

@knowthings ﹕ ❛ you want me quiet ? make me. ❜

it's like a switch that goes off, the way he's suddenly crowding her space to push her flat against the bed. it wasn't uncommon for either of them to go each other's apartments, spending time together watching movies, sometimes cooking meals so they both would eat ( more often than not he forgot to eat when he was swamped with school work ). it was supposed to be a usual night, verbal teasing on both ends, being touchy, what they would consider the norm. and yet, here they are. he'd long told her to be quiet when she had started teasing him about something, faux annoyance on features as he huffed. but her comment of making her be quiet makes him snap, hands suddenly on her shoulders and pushing her down.

there's an unreadable expression on his face as he hovers over her, as if pondering his options, what he would do. leaning down, a leg moves to position it between her own, face getting mere inches away from hers. head tilts a little to the side, eyes shifting between emery's and down to lips before flicking back up. the beginnings of a smirk gracing the corners of lips. perhaps he should leave it, leave her to lay there on the bed and wonder what might've been, however he'd be wrong to say he hasn't thought of a moment like this. ❛ are you sure about that ? i could shut you up in a lot of ways. ❜ hot breath fans against skin, head dipping as lips attack her jaw, placing kisses until he's reached the soft spot between her jaw and right below her ear.

❛ how should i shut you up, hm ? ❜ a hand that had been by her head moves, now along her side, sliding down and dipping beneath the fabric of her shirt. his hand explores, caressing her side, reaching up close to her chest but never going further than that. she wanted to challenge him, he would take the bait but it didn't mean he would take ⸻ he needed to know she wanted it. lips graze along her jaw, nipping at soft skin before moving to ghost lips against hers. teasing her. ❛ tell me, em. ❜

[tartt9]

@knowthings asked // "i'm sorry, who are you?" // from here !

Well if that's not a jab to his ego, he doesn't know what is. He has to remind himself that this is normal, that most Americans don't know who he is, that it's going to continue to be normal as he continues to interact with Americans. They don't know who Roy fucking Kent is, and he's a literal legend, so why would they know Jamie, who's... well, also a fucking legend, but less old. If Jamie were less bruised by the comment, he might've taken it and flirted in return - I can be whoever you want me to be tonight. Unfortunately, Jamie's ego rules him, and when it's bruised, it's hard for him to come back from that smoothly. He doesn't want to be outright rude, it's not her fault she grew up somewhere without culture [ because that's what football is to him, a culture. It's his first love, and it'll surely be his last ]. "Jamie Tartt. Y'might've heard of me." There - he'll see if she can connect the face to his name, now.

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[stonesunk]

@knowthings liked  this  for  a  starter 

❝  Jayce  really  does  trust  you  doesn't  he  ❞  Caitlyn  muses  ,  still  not  the  most  sure  about  hextech  and  whether  it  will  help  Piltover  prosper  ,  ❝  why  do  you  believe  the  creation  of  this  …stuff  ,  is  so  good  ?  what's  wrong  with  the  city  ❞ 

[cupcait]

stop looking at me like that .

making demands .

That's easier said than done . Cassandra had sent Jayce in an attempt to soften the blow , as if hearing she'd been shafted from her position without any choice in the matter would just be accepted . Emery visits in good will , another guest wishing her well after the attack , but Jayce' s act as messenger still stings .

' Did you know ? ' She cannot help but ask — it seems the type of thing that mother would want to tell everyone but her own daughter .

[boysofprogress]

@knowthings asked : 🚢 for jayce & viktor

JAYCE —

do i ship our characters together?: YES | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: YES | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first ( bc we're already doing that !! )| jump right in | something in between

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: i am already attached to them even though it was an accident while plotting em & viktor THANKS

VIKTOR —

do i ship our characters together?: YES | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: YES | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers ( i.e. hexcore jesus ) | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first ( again, since we've already been doing it anyways ! ) | jump right in | something in between

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter | bean respond to the starter already posted challenge

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: hello they are my otp

[nicisversion]

🐆

new multi-muse ask meme! send me a   “ 🐆 ”   and i’ll randomize our muse lists and suggest a few random pairings for us to try out. 

i kept it at 15 muses so we don't get too overwhelmed lmao and the muses it spit out for emery were: john logan / nate archibald / evie grimhilde / five hargreeves / roy harper / stephanie brown / medea fogarty / tory nichols / kaitlyn ka / sam carpenter / margot russell / anakin skywalker / garrett graham / alex summers / noa olivar.

[gaevaer]

@knowthings said: "you look like hell"

Caitlyn let out a dry laugh, rolling her eyes at Emery’s comment in fake annoyance. ❝ Wow, thanks. That’s exactly what my ego needed,❞ she shot back teasingly. She pushed herself off the ground with a wince, wiping her face with the crook of her elbow. The motion left a streak of blood smeared across her jacket, thick and dark from the gash running across her nose and cheeks — a brutal souvenir from the battle to defend Piltover and Zaun from Noxian forces.

Her shoulders slumped as she let out a tired sigh, reaching into her pocket for a syringe of shimmer. Fingers fumbled slightly as she found it, and a click of her tongue betrayed her frustration. Blood continued to trickle into her mouth, and she turned her head, spitting it out before swiping at her face again.

❝ Are you okay? What happened to you? Did… did everyone else make it?❞ The questions tumbled out quickly, her voice filled with a mix of worry and urgency. She didn’t wait for answers, though. The cap of the syringe popped off with a practiced flick, and she shrugged out of her jacket, her movements stiff and deliberate as she exposed her arm.

Caitlyn paused briefly, glancing at Emery with a tired but reassuring expression. ❝ I'll be fine, in case you were interested. Just need to patch myself up and keep moving,❞ she muttered, more to herself than anyone else, before pressing the needle to her skin.

[monriatitans]

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[lesdupont]

I Know is on the RENAISSANCE (CD LP) 2000 LYS 001

[nexusvcrti]

❝        and how exactly do i do that?       ❞ she asks, brows furrowed slightly in mock confusion as she drops onto the floor in front of the couch with the bottle of bourbon in her hand. ❝        i never do anything,❞ she defends as she focuses opening the bottle. once it's opened she t i l t s her head back against the couch to look up to hope with raised brows as she adds, ticking off each item on the list with a finger, ❝        i mean, other than kick your ass, show you up, win bets ... i guess I could go on.       ❞

her lips tilt into an a m u s e d smile and she lifts her head off the couch just enough to take a drink from the bottle before lifting it up in offering to hope. admittedly, emery was already pretty tipsy after their evening in their favorite sports bar. how she'd managed to keep enough concentration to win the game of darts was beyond her, but it meant that she won the bet which is all that mattered to her.

Hope lets out an undignified snort that hangs in the air between them. "You never do anything, right," she drawls, plucking the bottle from Emery's fingers to take her own sip. There's a dull buzz within her system from the alcohol, mixed with the pleasant muscle ache that comes from a vigorous workout. The darts lay forgotten on a nearby table and Hope focuses her stare on @knowthings. It's deceptively easy in a smoky bar to admit that maybe they've progressed past whatever unnamed thing that's been brewing between them.

Even losing doesn't seem to sting as much as it normally does, her normally competitive ego unbothered by this turn of events. "Well, winner takes it all or so I hear," Hope chuckles softly. "What did we even put on the table this time around?"

[jt4lis]

@knowthings ♡'d for a starter ﹕ werewolf verse !

everything was happening fast, perhaps too fast, it made him nervous, it felt like there was something gnawing at him from the inside out. muscles ache in the worst way possible, he's on edge and emery being here made it feel like he'd lose control ⸻ whatever he had left. there wasn't supposed to be another change, it always happened once roughly a month but this would be the second time, as if his body's been thrown out of order. closing the distance between them and grabbing at emery's shoulders, blunt nails digging into clothed flesh, pushing her back as he took steps forward.

ragged breathing leaving him. head lowered and eyes squeezed shut, he tries to drown out the buzzing behind his eyes, not only the sound of his own pulse but hers as well that thrums loudly in his ears. ❛ you need to leave ... it's dangerous here ⸻ i'm dangerous. ❜ he should've known better than to stick around, he should've left long ago when he felt the starting of a shift change but he was an idiot, thinking he could control it. ❛ emery, please ... ❜ there's a tinge of pain to his voice, grimacing as teeth grit together, he needed to leave before anything terrible happened. he doesn't think he could live with himself if he knew he had hurt her or anyone around him.

[founderscouncil]

EMERY SIENA (@knowthings) asked ❛  what do people around here do to have some fun ?  ❜

At first, Jeremy isn't certain that she's addressing him, considering he was just coming around to ask if she wanted another drink with her lunch but there's no one sitting at the table with her. "Heh, Mystic Falls is... pretty boring," he shrugs, looking around at the diner that acts as the central hub of the town most nights. Nearly everyone in the building is a familiar face, ones that he's known since he was a child, all except for her, and he's curious how she even found her way to Mystic Falls in the first place. "What kind of fun are you looking for?" Jeremy's shift ends soon and it's been a while since he's done something reckless like introduce a complete stranger to his hometown. "Normally, we just end up being delinquent assholes in the woods with a keg and a few joints."

[w1ckermandesigns]

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