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Hiatus notice.

This will probably go under a read more bc if some things that could be triggering to people, but I’ll tag it too. But I’m going to be going on a hiatus from writing on tumblr for now, and I’ll go post this over on Ezreal, too. I’m not sure for how long.

I haven’t been mentally well in a while. This week has been especially bad and I don’t know how to fix it. I have been crying since Monday morning when I woke up, to when I go to bed. Constantly. I make myself sick. I can’t process anything. My brain goes from 0-100, and everything just keeps getting worse. I’m distressing myself, I’m distressing the people I care about—it’s supposed to be a good week, bc my birthday is on Sunday. It’s not.

Today is worse.

I got a call from my dermatologist that I saw a few weeks ago and found out that I have Skin Cancer. As treatable as it is, and i have an appointment for removal in May, it makes me absolutely sick in my current state of mind. When I try to pick myself up it just gets worse. I had to leave work early to try and cope with it because I cannot process what the fuck is happening to me and why.

I need to focus on myself.

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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑, his ventured gaze glancing upwards to see Viktor’s own as they focused on his work, a groan leaving the explorer in response to what the other man told him. “Don’t they say that rest is a good thing? Maybe you’re like, I dunno—over tired? Take a break and go back to it in the morning! That helps me when I can’t figure something out. Besides, I don’t believe you for a second—it’ll bother you way too much for you to ‘not get it done’, even after a rest. You’re totally stubborn, y’know.”

𝐄𝐙𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊; as if he wasn’t one to do the same thing—continue on despite being visibly exhausted. How many times had he’d pursued on an adventure despite being hungry, or tired? More than he could count, but—that wasn’t the point! This wasn’t about him! Another yawn left Ezreal’s lips, cheek pressing more firmly into Viktor’s shoulder as eyes fluttered closed and another sigh escaped him. “If I fall asleep on you then, it’s your responsibility to move me, ‘cause I don’t feel like leaving.”

tiredly leans against him.

Viktor subconsciously felt his body lean in return into the explorer, his tired eyes unmoving from his work as he fiddles with a cog wheel between his fingers. The metallic pads of digits tracing the etched markings as he mumbles to himself confirmation of observations he's gone through millions of times. He sighs to himself, hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

" I am sorry Ezreal - if I don't finish this now I will never get this done ." he clicks the wheel in place, taking a screwdriver and bolting a metal covering over it to keep it protected from the elements. " It feels when I take three steps forward , I am forced to take thousands back ." There's a hint of frustration in his voice.

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for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

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“Uh…I think this things broken.” He doesn’t believe any of this.

Tagged by: I stole this from the dash but I was also tagged ( I realized after )

Tagging: @anomallis @witchcraftandburialdirt @agonizedembrace @kalijhomentethi @pitgritted uhh and whoever else

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“…..” ugh. Old people.

“Nah, they were bloody, unmoving and strung up by ropes and hanging around. Pretty sure someone hates you.” Wouldn’t be the first time, would it?

“Man, I went to some mansion in Noxus and all I got were dead crows hanging from trees and a sleep paralysis demon.”

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“Man, I went to some mansion in Noxus and all I got were dead crows hanging from trees and a sleep paralysis demon.”

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If people do wanna send stuff for his birthday I’ll probably accept stuff for the next few days

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If people do wanna send stuff for his birthday I’ll probably accept stuff for the next few days

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@med4rda  :  "Where  would  we  be  without  our  little  deceptions?"

“Uhh,  is  this, like, your  way  of  trying  to  get  me  to  admit  to  something  you  think  I  did,  or  are  you  just  making  conversation?”

𝐄𝐙𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋’𝐒  𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄  to  roll  in  front  of  each  other,  moving  as  he  speaks—this  had  not  been  the  first  time  that  Ezreal  had  been  within  the  grasp  of  the  councilwoman  (  it  probably  wouldn’t  be  the  last  )—and  even  if  it  WAS  the  first  time;  Ezreal’s  parents  were  so  well  know  in  Piltover  despite  their  disappearance—The  couple  had  brought  many  artifacts  to  the  city  which  remained  on  display  in  His  uncle  Lymere’s  museum,  as  well  as  their  wealth  (  not  to  mention  all  of  the  trouble  Ezreal  had  caused—not  only  at  the  university,  but  for  Piltover  and  Zaun  as  a  whole  from  sticking  his  nose  in  places  he  shouldn’t  have  );  so  for  Ezreal  to  be  unknown  to  anyone  in  this  city,  especially  someone  like  𝐌𝐄𝐋  𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀,  would  be  quite  the  feat  for  the  young  explorer.

“I’ve  been  back  in  Piltover  for  like,  three  days!  Do  I  deceive  people  here  and  there?  Sure,  okay,  maybe  a  little—BUT!  I’m  not  doing  that  RIGHT  now???”

𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑  in  the  air;  almost  heavy  as  the  explorers  shrugs  his  leather  clad  shoulders,  shaking  his  head  of  golden  blonde  hair  which  idly  bounced  from  the  movement.  “If  you  want  a  real  answer,  I’d  probably  be  long  dead  without  mine—I  dunno  about  you,  though.  Isn’t  that  a  question  you  should  be  asking  yourself?”  Perhaps  spinning  her  question  back  on  her  wasn’t  the  wisest  idea,  but  what  else  was  he  supposed  to  do?

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒  and  he  proceeded  to  give  another  shrug,  tilting  his  head  slightly  as  blue  eyes  glistened  up  at  her.  “Soooo  are  we  just  here  to  play  a  game  of  twenty  questions?  I  don’t  know  about  you  but  I’m  a  pretty  busy  guy,  y’know.  Can  we  wrap  this  up,  or  do  you  actually  need  me  for  something?”

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in my defense your honor, what i said was far less offensive than what i thought

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I’m cosplaying meow meow Ezreal ( porcelain ) this year and I just got the smallest WIP of my ears that are getting made and already im like

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*✧･ﾟ:*  “Whoa  whoa  whoa  whoa!  Hold  up,  just  listen  to  me  for  a  sec—!!”

𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍’𝐓  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓  that  he  had  stumbled  upon  this  place—at  least,  he  didn’t  think  so.  One  minute,  he’s  scouring  through  an  ancient  temple  trying  to  find  a  lead  on  the  whereabouts  of  Lissandra  (  since  he  was…well,  the  one  that  released  her  by  accident  and  the entire  situation  was  his  fault  and  he  had  to  try  and  fix  it  ),  and  the  next  minute,  he  woke  up  in  a  very  unfamiliar  territory,  not  even  remembering  that  he  had  lost  consciousness.  He  assumed  he  was  in  some  crazy  dream—but  pinching  himself  like  a  lunatic  and  bashing  his  head  against  a  few  trees  to  make  sure  didn’t  seem  to  wake  him  up—so  he  was  pretty  certain  this  was  real  and  he  wasn’t  in  Runeterra  anymore.

𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃  𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄  𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄  𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐑  𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒  that  had  matched  his  white  and  blue  hair  (  and  white  and  blue  everything,  clearly—he  was  very  coordinated  )  perked  up  straight,  twitching  at  those  who  yelled  at  him,  accused  him  of  being  a  demon  and  a  growl  came  from  the  gauntlet  on  his  left  hand;  the  eyes  of  the  Tiger  shaped  face  on  it  lighting  up  and  Ezreal  bringing  it  up  to  his  own  face  and  talking  to  it.  “Shhh,  shhh!  You’re  making  the  situation  here  a  lot  worse,  Stripes!”  His  voice  was  hushed,  and  he  probably  looked  insane  talking  to  a  piece  of  porcelain  on  his  arm,  but  he  soothed  the  spirit  within  it  for  now.  Blue  gaze  blinked  when  things  seemed  to  settle,  and  the  voice  of  a  much  older  man  was  heard—the  young  man’s  gaze  slowly  moving  to  look  at  the  man  who  approached.

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘,  𝐄𝐙𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋  𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃  as  the  man  stepped  closer,  cheeks dusting with a soft pink as he eyed the man carefully, scooching  back  slowly.  It  was  clear  that Ezreal  didn’t  belong  here,  and  it  was  even  more  clear  that  he  was  confused,  and  anxious  about  not  knowing  where  exactly  that  he  was.  His  tail  flicks  in  uncertainty,  swallowing  the  limp  in  his  throat.  How  the  hell  was  he  supposed  to  explain  himself  when  he  didn’t  know  what  was  going  on!?  He  could  feel  Yue  Qingyuan’s  gaze  burning  into  him  (  or  maybe  that  was  just  his  anxiety  ).  “L—look,  I’m  not  here  to  cause  problems,  I  swear—“

𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐀  𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐈𝐒  𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐇𝐈𝐌,  staring  at  it  and  gaze  flickering  back  up  towards  the  other  man  briefly  before  moving  back  down  to  his  hand;  his  own  clawed  hand  moving  slowly  to  take  it,  griping  it  to  pull  himself  up.  “Yeah,  I  can.  I  know  quiiiite  a  few  languages,  y’know.  One  of  my  many  talents.”  Thank  god  for  that,  or  he’d  be  even  MORE  lost  than  he  already  was.  Clawed  hands  dust  of  white  and  blue  clothing  that  seemed  to  match  his  hair  and  his  animalistic  features,  and  two  bright  blue  stripes  that  danced  upon  his  cheek  bones.  His  gaze  moves  from  the  man  before  him,  back  to  those  that  surrounded  them,  ears  twitching  as  blue  gaze  fell  back  upon  Yue  Qingyuan  and  his  hand  finally  decides  to  let  go  of  the  other’s  hand.  “Uh,  sure—but  can  you  tell  me  where  I  am  first!?  I  have  a  freaky  snake  empress  to  find…!”

starter call ➜ @essencefluxed ( ezreal ) 🌿

                  “  what's  all  this?  ”   a  strong  yet  gentle  voice  drifts  out  from  within  the  loud  clamor  outside  the  training  grounds  of  Qiong  Ding  Peak,  drawing  the  attention  of  every  disciple  currently  kicking  up  a  fuss.  almost  immediately  a  respectful  hush  falls  upon  them  as  an  imposing  figure  sweeps  between  them  with  measured  steps.  murmurs  of  ‘Yue-Zhangmen’  and  ‘shizun’  chase  behind  his  ankles  and  every  head  is  downturned  to  show  submission.  it's  obvious  this  figure  holds  a  great  deal  of  importance  among  those  present,  but  in  spite  of  his  status,  his  face  is  layered  in  shades  of  solicitude.  it's  almost  impossible  to  see  Yue  Qingyuan  without  a  smile  on  his  lips,  and  the  same  holds  true,  even  when  he  comes  into  view  to  assess  just  what's  causing  all  the  commotion  in  front  of  him.

                  his  glance  sweeps  once   –   then  twice  over  Ezreal   –   and  he  clasps  his  hands  behind  his  back.  his  initial  inclination  is  that   the  boy  in  front  of  him  is  a  demon,  but  he  quickly  dismisses  that  opinion.  if  that  were  true,  then  why  didn't  the  barrier  surrounding  Cang  Qiong  Sect  notify  him  of  an  intruder?  furthermore,  if  he  was  a  demon,  he'd  most  certainly  be  stirring  up  a  ruckus  already   –   and  there'd  be  a  trail  of  bodies  behind  him.  most  of  the  disciples  present  here  were  still  very  young  and  inexperienced,  making  them  easy  targets  for  demons.  therefore,  he  suspects  the  person  in  front  of  him  is  something  else  entirely,  judging  by  his  blonde  hair  and  animalistic  ears.  so  Yue  Qingyuan,  being  the  agreeable  gentleman  as  he  is,  simply  holds  his  hand  out  toward  the  sitting  Ezreal,  faint  smile  in  tow.   “  can  you..  understand  me?  if  you  can,  i'd  like  to  trouble  you  to  come  with  me.  it's  not  a  good  idea  for  you  to  be  out  here  right  now.  ”

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

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If people do wanna send stuff for his birthday I’ll probably accept stuff for the next few days

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Points at my inbox for Ezreal’s birthday

Slaps my hand against it actually

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the rare time I feel active and my entire dash seems dead 😭

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IT’S HIS BIRTHDAY!!!!