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i have so many replies holy. i just got home from moving out of my dorm for the summer - i'll reply to everything tomorrow!

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         – his profile was quite breathtaking; it had been something she had analyzed for the last hour they’ve spoken, her eyes captivated to his features. cyan hues can easily get lost in them; though she does notice his tendency to not look at her face on, for she’s made acquaintance with half the scar on his cheek.

         her free hand is brought upward to tuck a lock of blonde behind an ear before her fingertips promptly return to his arm, their movements halting as her fingers simply settle around his forearm. the touch feels heated under her skin, though she’s not sure if it’s him or simply her - as she’s felt the embarrassed heat emanate from her skin ever since they’ve met.

        “ why is that? ” she questions, though her smile reflects the one on his features at his quip - she quickly rebuttals: “ i’m certain you get much attention from women, though their feelings are far from hostile. ” she chortles, her eyes tearing away from his features and instead towards the surrounding environment around them. only insects flew around, though she was certain other creatures were tucked away in the density of the forest; it’s a moment before she brings her gaze back to him, his compliment causing her moment of calm nerves to quickly shift.         “ i ... ” he’s won - she’s taken aback with his response, every shred of cleverness leaving her mind. “ you are too. again, endearing is a word to describe you - though ... i’d perhaps use something more along the lines of captivating. ” she smiles gently, her gaze tucked down to her touch on his arms. “ i’ve really enjoyed talking with you. ”

perhaps his goal had been to feel the other out, take note of her intentions. but all the more her innocence had been proven tenfold, granted he knew little to nothing of her that hadn’t changed how he felt. but it had been a subtle scoot to him that brought his attention fully on a face framed for taking him in. muscles tensed if only for a moment, but her encroaching touch hadn’t bothered him much like her presence hadn’t either. he’d been listening to her despite not turning his head fully to her in turn. 

but her clever turn around left him fishing for a proper response. from how she had settled at his wrist guard, to how eyes seemed intent on taking him in he’d been left with a confession of his own. 

’ usually i don’t hold conversations with strangers this long without things turning hostile. especially with a woman. ’ the last bit had a subtle curl to his lips, an obvious joke. but even then his shoulders began to relax to a degree. the only apparent threat remained nothing more than ionian wildlife grazing nearby, likely concealed. but the weight of his prior statement however, left him willing to elaborate again.

’ you’re quite lovely and easy to speak with if i might be so bold. ’

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“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

fluff starters !

        – an airy hum escapes her lips as yasuo’s voice fills her ears, her eyes crinkling with a sleepy smile as her hand raises to brush her fingertips over his cheek. “ and you are very endearing all the time. ” is her reply, tone laced with dreams - for this feels like a dream in of itself: the sheep blanket covering their bodies, the warmth emanating from her lover beside her. the corners of her lips turn into a smile, adjusting her position to lay her head against his chest as she lulls asleep. 

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Fluff Starters

“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

“You smell really nice.”

“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

“Here, let’s share the blanket.”

“You’re comfy.”

“You are my new pillow.”

“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

“But I want to hear you sing.”

“We can talk over dinner.”

“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”

“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

“Will you let me rub your back?”

“Care to give me a back scratch?”

“Star-gazing was a good idea.”

“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“I’ll be here to protect you.”

“I think I love you.”

“You are my love.”

“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”

“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”

“It is not morning yet.”

“Shush and go back to bed.”

“I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Your bed head is really cute.”

“We’ll do dishes together.”

“How about a kiss?”

“I love your hugs.”

A few were inspired by these.

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❝ They fought valiantly, they fought nobly, they fought honourably — and they died. ❞

         – " as heroes. ” she corrects, her features stoic as she gazes at the other. “ for what else would they be? they are gone, names added to the endless list of ‘heroes’ who have left. we are losing them- ” a lingering pause. “ will you be one of them, or will you stay amongst the ones alive? ”

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“I knew this day would come.. sooner or later.”

         – fingertips glaze over his wound, catching blood on pale skin as her brows are tragically furrowed. sight blurry, she gulps with determination - the wind whipping around them both in a frantic manner. “ later. it won’t be now- it can’t be now. ” she chokes out, her gaze drifting to his features. “ i can help you. please let me - please don’t leave me now. ”

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game of thrones sentence meme

❝ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❞ ❝ The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. ❞ ❝ If I look back, I am lost. ❞ ❝ Every flight begins with a fall. ❞ ❝ A bruise is a lesson, and each lesson makes us better. ❞ ❝ The man who fears losing has already lost. ❞ ❝ You wear your honor like a suit of armor. You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move. ❞ ❝ A true man does what he will, not what he must. ❞  ❝ A lion doesn’t concern itself with the opinion of sheep. ❞ ❝ People often claim to hunger for truth, but seldom like the taste when it’s served up. ❞ ❝ A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know the debt is paid. ❞ ❝ I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but give me time. ❞ ❝ The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome. ❞ ❝ That one — he’s copper, bright and shiny. Pretty to look at, but not worth all that much at the end of the day. ❞ ❝ If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. ❞ ❝Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don’t ever believe any different. ❞ ❝ Was there ever a war where only one side bled ? ❞ ❝ Great wrongs have been done to you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won. ❞ ❝ They fought valiantly, they fought nobly, they fought honourably — and they died. ❞ ❝ The greatest fools are often more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king. ❞ ❝ We’re all just songs in the end, if we are lucky. ❞ ❝ We all dream of things we cannot have. ❞ ❝ History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will happen again. ❞ ❝ Kind ? How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked. ❞ ❝ War makes monsters of us all. ❞ ❝ Anger is better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt. ❞ ❝ A sweet face often hides a sinner’s heart. ❞ ❝ I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell. ❞ ❝ A man may befriend a beast, even break a beast — but no man could truly tame a beast. ❞ ❝ The only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid. ❞ ❝ The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it. ❞ ❝ A leader can love the men that they command, but can never be a friend to them. One day he/she may need to sit in judgment on them, or send them forth to die. ❞

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hello everyone!! i apologize for the lack of activity here lately; i'm trying to survive through finals week and not die! i only have one more this week - that’s tomorrow! - until i’m free for the summer, so i’ll be getting to replies then! 

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         – when she catches his gaze, her expression softens even more. underneath his sight, janna felt exposed - and while she would complain at any other time, the tranquility yasuo brought coupled with the silence of the meadow made her nerves calm and the smile painted over her features to only be more prominent. her eyes gaze over him once more, though instead of searching for his outward features - as she did last time - she glances over his features with meticulous detail, pupils tracing every curve and bump. “ mhm. quite. ”

         it’s his words that snap her away from her trance, her eyes widening a bit in surprise before she quickly settles back down once more. the mage shifts to face the other more head on, taking a daring notion to scoot closer and gently drag the edges of her fingertips along the bare skin of his arm and onto his wristguard, noting the silver finish. “ i did not either, though i feel the same. it’s nice to have company every so often; being lonely isn’t something i want to spend my life doing. ” the thought brings a frown to her features, although it is quickly replaced.

         her eyes dart upward to his face, tearing them away from her gentle touchings at his arm to quirk a brow and examine his expression. “ am i? or were you already? ” she snickers lightly, the breeze seemingly teetering along with the sound of her voice. 

’ endearing? huh. ‘ 

the brief expulsion of a chuckle might have shown his amusement at the others words. rather suddenly it had become entirely easy to lose himself with her company. a rarity if anything else, no weapon, no need to keep himself on the defensive either. but even so, a ruse had always been a possibility. but to destroy such a picturesque display of ease and comfort sounded far more evil than the likelihood of deceit. still his attention drifted to blonde hair, particularly her gaze alone had a breath leave him. shoulders encouraged themselves to lower in much the same fashion before he finally spoke. 

’ can’t say i pictured my evening playing out this way, but much like the wind i’m not complaining. ’ a subtle look to her features threatened his attention but her confession did bring lips to curl. but the gentlest of confessions did cause sights to roam back to features. congratulated, he did grin slightly at the notion. 

’ i think you’re trying to make me nervous, now. ’ playful only to an extent, the tease had been entirely for the other.

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         – her eyes train on his as she notes his gaze linger at hers, lips quirking into a lopsided smile as her fingertips feel at the fabric of his muffler. “ i am not proud of my heritage; i currently live in piltover. ” she hums. “ though i think ionia’s always had my heart. a beautiful place, with such life. ” her words stir in the air for a moment, gaze continuing to linger on his features before she brings herself to tear them away - and maybe, with a little close examination, her cheeks turn a shade of pink ( in embarrassment, of course - for she has never derived this such attention ).

         she emits a snicker at his words, shrugging a lackadaisical shoulder. “ just a guess! though, there is that ionian air about you - like i mentioned earlier. it’s pleasant. ” another chuckle. “ endearing, more. ” the mention of wind catches her ears, causing them to perk with curiosity. had he caught on to the breeze? she furrows the tip of her nose for a moment, the flash of paranoia seeping over her skin for fear that he wasn’t exactly who he said he was - though that was a zaun impression, and she had garnered enough skill to be able to efficiently read someone’s thoughts.           her hand would drop from his scarf as she departs towards the stump, fingers brushing away a few specks of vegetation on her cloth. she kept careful observation on her appearance, the wind commonly brushing away any tarnishes and the rain revitalizing her skin each time - many always wondered how she traveled so cleanly, though when she wasn’t in the fear of meeting someone else, she was a lot different than she appears now.          when he sits, she could see the tenseness in his shoulders - his arms, something that rings through his body and releases an aura of alert. she questions his occupation at this moment, noting his mannerisms to be that akin to a soldier, mercenary - something of the sort. the question lingers on her tongue but she bites it back, for she didn’t want to dig in too deep and cause any distress. a hum resonates from her throat at his words, nodding gently. “ ‘tis it is; i’ve come here many times to find peace. ” an airy chuckle escapes her. “ you’re the first one i have brought here, so ... congrats. ” a genuine smile paints at her lips, bringing a casual aura around her - one that she hopes will calm him.

she’s a bold one, the thought lingered while his gaze hadn’t drawn to her encroaching digits. rather, the main focus had been her eyes and the way she spoke for that matter. the muffler in question however had been made in an ionian weave, sturdy and dense the garment remained light however. courtesy of a weaving master no doubt, but the playful smirk that graced her lips had drawn the thought away in favor of her presence. 

’ zaun? you’ve come far, janna. ’ but she had been astute, the observation worthy of confirmation. ’ that’s right. what gave me away? ’ purely teasing the blonde, there had been a lingering desire to keep her companionship, to learn more of her already. she had been calming in a way yet energized, attractive most certainly. but there had been other appealing options other than merely the physical. he’d sympathize however with her desires, most definitely so.

’ much like the wind, i can’t linger in one place long. i can’t say it’s for cultural enlightenment however. ’ baited as he was, the tug tempted him to refuse departure from her hold. each step drew him closer to where she had been seeking comfort and he’d oblige. hardly bothered by the close proximity, a closer look in the moonlight might have given way to the woman’s immaculate appearance hardly tarnished by travel it seemed. he on the other hand had been a near polar opposite, contained wild hair, scarred features, even his hands had been rough.

grunting slightly when he settled beside her, a mere press to the blade’s hilt helped prevent him from being snagged against wood. hands braced themselves instead atop his knees, he hadn’t relaxed quite yet. 

’ this is a nice place. ’

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         – her hand is brought up in a wave, a delighted hum escaping from the depths of her throat as she tilts her head. “ i do, it’s just that my home is different from where i am from. ” she gives a sheepish breath. “ i hail from zaun, though i live in piltover. zaun isn’t exactly a reputable place to call ‘home’, as i’m sure you know. ”

Draven shook her hand, a wide smile on his face, and honestly, a bit curious about the woman that was standing in front of him

“Pleased to meet you, Janna” He said, realizing how friendly she was

“Don’t you know where are you from?” He said tilting his head a bit at a side, that made him curious

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          – smile dotes upon her lips as rosied cheeks threaten to shut her eyes at how much her lips spread; ezreal tended to have the wildest stories and she was certain she could sit all night with him, simply listening to the tales of his travels. the smell of smoke dives at her nose, but she sends a breeze to whisk it away - rather, her attention focuses back to him.           “ i’m sorry! i wasn’t able to tell until after you left. ” she chuckles lightly as she takes his hand. she steps onto the rail before bouncing onto the stone of the balcony, smile only widening at his acceptance to have her join him. “ i’ve missed you! the town was a tad less lively without you here. though everyone was brimming to hear of what you discovered, i’m sure! i’m surprised you were spending the night alone. ”           her tone is friendly and warm, one guaranteed for a friend - the explorer was certainly considered amongst that list. she gazes towards him with a widened grin, hair settling before her shoulders as the wind calms.

All had been quiet for the majority of the evening, but the night wasn’t complete until he had spent a while sitting beneath the stars, allowing the events of the day to wash over him like a sea of calm. Tired but content features reflected back the gentle glow of his red heat lamp, cigarette resting limply between his fingers. His balcony was not much, just a plastic table and two chairs, but that didn’t bother him. It was the view that made sitting out here worth it. The quiet, serene night was interrupted by the sound of a vaguely familiar voice calling out to him, and it took a moment for him to register what had happened. As soon as the penny dropped, he revealed his teeth with a surprised smile. Dropping his cigarette into the broken ashtray on his table, he quickly stood up, walking towards the edge of his balcony.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my favourite weather lady? Could have warned me that the snow was coming before I left for three months.” He teased, his genuine delight to have a guest radiating from him.

Extending his arm across the balcony, he offered his hand to her, an invitation to come and sit, and talk, if she desired.

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RP starters: Injured/death

“Hey, you’re bleeding!”

“Can you move?”

“You will be fine, I promise..”

“Don’t you dare to leave me. Not now.”

“We can get you fixed in no time.”

“Please get up.”

“I refuse to believe it will all end like this!”

“You won’t die, not on my watch!”

“Ouch.. that must hurt “

“Shit, wait.. I’ll patch you up.”

“What were you thinking?! You could’ve killed yourself!”

“I came too late..”

“You should’ve told me earlier.. I could’ve helped you!”

“I swear to god if you die on our way back I’ll kill you.”

“It’s nothing, just a scratch.”

“Look, no need to fuss over me. I’m fine!”

“Well, you see.. It’s a really long story. Will you help me or not?”

“I can’t make it.”

“I am dying. There is nothing you can do about it.”

“It’s not your fault, okay?”

“It just hurts… hurts so goddamn much.”

“Are you going to let me suffer more?”

“There is no happy ending to this.”

“I have been through worse…”

“I’m not going to lie, this is not how I planned this would go down.”

“They came out of nowhere.. I couldn’t react in time.”

“How bad does it look?”

“I knew this day would come.. sooner or later.”