#ofshojin

[settriigh]

"He's okay I guess."

[seekspower]

@ofshojin  ❀  continued  from  here.

             𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬,  𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬  𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧  𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞  𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦  𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐲  𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚.  even  the  hot  spring  the  intruder  currently  occupied  became  noticeably  colder  as  the  foreign  figure  approached.

stranger.  on  her  territory.  unthinkable.

though  deep  in  ionia,  approacher's  words  were  laced  with  disgust,  spoken  in  the  ancient  dialect  ⸻  with  unhidden  hatred  towards  the  land.

❝  ionians  are  not  welcome  here,  ❞  the  witch  sneers,  voice  dripping  with  magical  force  and  splitting  in  many.

oh,  how  foolish  and  naive  the  man  had  to  be  ⸻  to  willingly  wander  onto  syndra's  land;  deemed  cursed  and  deadly  by  any  who  entered  the  forests  and  meadows  and  came  back  alive.

it  was  not  often.

especially  when  they  asked  for  help  with  noxian  invasion,  yet  whoever  helped  with  getting  rid  of  ionians  was  worthy  of  gratitude,  though  never  expressed.

this  time  it's  different;  the  man  seems  relaxed.  does  he  not  know  where  he  is,  who  is  he  talking  to?  peculiar,  syndra  thinks,  deciding  against  killing  him  right  away.

[hemoplagued]

@ofshojin followed

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Deep crimson eyes narrowed as his gaze fell upon the monk, his form shifting slightly as he knew he couldn’t hide from his ‘all-seeing gaze’. Vlad was aware of Lees potential and hiding his true self was no option he had. “Ah~ A monk? You wander so close, is it curiosity that brings you to me?” clawed fingers steepled, as a playful smile graced his features. There was no point in hostility, not yet anyways.

[ionianwanderer]

it was an honor, my friend.

JOHN WICK FRANCHISE (2014-2023) PROMPTS

The sound of shallow panting fills the air between the two men. His hands are firmly planted on his knees as he steadies himself while staring down the monk before him with a pleasant little grin. Yasuo readjusts his footing while pressing the back of his gauntlet-clad hand to his forehead, standing back at his full height. It'd been quite a while since he'd had a sparring match such as this-- a bit disgruntled that it had made him winded at that. Something nagged him at the back of his mind that maybe he really was that rusty... he waves away the thought. Letting out a small chuckle, he shakes his head gently giving the other man a polite bow. "Honor was all mine," The ronin begins. "I would say best two out of three but I think... I need a second." Maybe more than that is unsaid, but the energy is definitely there.

[yunalai]

How are you color coded?

Purple.

purple, the color of wealth, prominence and owing your life to a king and crown, whether literal or metaphorical. you believe yourself above it all, believe that nothing can stand in your way and everything will go according to your master plan. but at the end of the day, you're terrified. terrified of what this quest for fame and glory might cost you. terrified of what you may lose in the rise to fortune. terrified of being alone even when you have so many smiling faces around you. you want truth, you want sincerity, you want… what DO you want, really?

tagged by: @mxldito

tagging: @spirithunts @ionianwanderer @imprimatura @inkisionary @agonizedembrace @ofshojin

[cosmosoracle]

Where should you be kissed?

Palm.

you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.

Stolen from: @ofshojin

Tagging: @aquatic-hybrid @eightfoldjourney @royleteas and the reader!

[settriigh]

@ofshojin - continued from [here]

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Sett was surprised that the man noticed the health of the tree. It was definitely a lot worse for wear but, it was better than how it looked when he first received the place. "My ma told me I should respect the wildlife or it will start disrespecting me." he said. "Never believed it until I heard of some Noxian kid choppin' wood, heard the trees tried to split his body in half in retaliation. So we try to respect the place and its surroundings the best we can. Don't want to test the trees around here anyways, not when there's so many people. Plus the locals are doing their best to help as well. Unfortunately ain't stopping the Noxians from passively doing things to keep the magic at bay. It's like the people here got scared out of being Ionian. Rare to see someone who actively looks to heal the land."

[seekspower]

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[ionianwanderer]

LET ME ASSIGN YOU A DARK LOVE LANGUAGE.

a story that ends in blood

The world has always been unkind, and when you have turned to yourself for comfort you have come face to face with an empty pit which seems to be laughing. You don’t care if it kills you but once you find someone whom you love and who loves you back, you will make sure nothing happens to them. They are yours. You will make a tear in this world and create a new place for you and your love if it comes to that. Because it has always been about love, and it is how it always ends. -- Tagged by: @/ofshojin Tagging: @witchcraftandburialdirt @windchaser @pitgritted @axewhirl @yunalai @bladesdanced @deathfxnds @agonizedembrace

[settriigh]

@ofshojin ⸻

Sett walked up what would have probably been the thousandth step of the trail he was following. Eventually coming to what he had assumed was the Shojin Monastery Lee had told him about. It had been a good while since he had seen his friend, without any contact back the half blood had a minor worry on his mind. Standing at the top of the stairs he stared at the large doors with a loud huff. Patting at his thighs to remove the bits of dust that clung to him as he trekked his way up. Sett had decided to go alone, fearing that his fighters would put everyone on edge. Ultimately, they ended up coming, but due to the boss' insisting for them to stay in the village, they did. It took Sett a few days to get there, but he wasn't too bothered by it. At some point he was kind of used to being out in the middle of nowhere, it kind of reminded him of where he grew up before settling in Navori.

Wiping the sweat from his brow he squinted, this place wasn't too bad. He was kind of surprised to find it so comfortably nestled into the land as it was. It smells a lot cleaner than Navori and the magic was a welcomed feeling, like a current of water rushing under and around him. (His ma would like this place.) Walking up cautiously he peeked around, staring at the walls and then the opened doorway that just seemed to be there. He couldn't hear anything. Nor did he really see anyone around. Shit did he come at a bad time? He scratched the back of his head, does he yell and break the silence or does he just walk in? Ears flicked around on the top of his head, swiveling around to hear anything. Man it was kind of quiet. Another step. Hm, maybe he should announce himself. Another. The intrusive thoughts are definitely winning.

"Hello?" he called out.

[settriigh]

Nice place.

"Thanks, I take pride in it.." his voice falters for a moment staring at the man. Eyeing the cloth covering his face as he processes the interaction for a moment. "You uh," he clears his throat. "Kind of a weird place for a monk to hang around isn't it?" A hand found its way to the back of Setts head, scratching maroon tufts as he contemplated on saying anything at all. It was a really strange interaction, guy with his face covered and wearing monk clothes hanging out at his fighting pit, and he's seen strange in all of his years being the boss!

[settriigh]

“I can see right through you. I can see how much this hurts you… even if you don’t want to admit it." - ofshojin

His teeth clench as he hears the monk speak. Ears tilting downwards pressing against the flat of his head, eyes turning upward to meet the covered gaze of Lee Sin. He gives a tug, tightening the fabric around his arm as he preps himself to head out. “Don’t.” he says, the word spoken quickly as if begging Lee to not speak anymore. But deep down Sett was aware of what Lee spoke of, being the boss of what was considered the biggest criminal underground was difficult. Ever since Lee found out about what went on besides the pit fights he felt tense. As if trying to tell Sett the moral repercussions of his actions would affect him more than they already had. What was he going to do, back out now and look like a coward?

He pulls on his coat, adjusting the fabric and the fur collar that outlines his shoulders. Hands falling to his side as his eyes turn downward to stare at his brass knuckles he held firmly in his palm. “I can’t change, not now. I’m doing this for more than me. Even if it fuckin’ sucks, Lee. You know that, so don’t give me your prophetic bullshit every Ionian says.” he whispers, voice dry as he swallows the lump in his throat.

“This, is all I know.”

@ofshojin

[settriigh]

offers another kitten.

He takes the other cat, this one a black puffball, holding them both in each giant hand. For a moment he seems shocked, his eyes softening at the tiny kittens before forcing himself to hide his adoration... terribly.

"Where are you getting all these fucking cats"

[settriigh]

offers him a monastery kitten.

He stares at the small fluffy ball in the man's hands. Head tilted slightly as his ears perked, the kitten mimicking the same motion as it sniffed the air curiously. “What's that for?” he questions, barely giving the monk enough time to respond before gingerly taking the small kitten into his large hands. He carefully gave it a scratch, making sure that he didn’t hurt it will his claw. “Heey lil guy..” he whispers softly. “You’re so soft..”

It was rather comical to view the large half Vastayan man being gentle with a small creature.

[settriigh]

{ @ofshojin made me draw this }