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[melodialirica]

ଓ ｡．❤︎ @ BackToYou ✿

[loser-gamer-boy]

Ren.....

Can I.... ugh.... can I have a hug?

....

*he crosses his arms*

What is with you people and needing hugs lately?!

Do I look like a person you people need to go for comfort? No! I can barely comfort myself how can I help others?

...... ONE MORE I guess....

[dejatheeinnkeeper]

Scrapbook Edits: Zeja

When you're feelin' like the lowest thing that no one even wants I wanna write you poetry, and jokes, and even songs I hope this lasts forever, or at least 'til we a hundred Please know how much I want this @zelihatheflight

[incubusnero]

Scrapbook Edits: Nerobin

Life is a drink and love's a drug Oh, now I think I must be miles up When I was a river dried up You came to rain a flood @robinxofxstars

[bikmui]

falling, saviour, monument

one-word writing prompts | accepting | @lronwilled

The frozen sea is fire upon his skin. Flailing arms do not suffice, and salt bites into every flaw as he is plunged into the sanctifying sea. He gasps as water slams the breath from him, and chokes on his panic instead.

The world is a blur. White and shadow and a confusion of sound. And the water drags him down, the tide below holding him close as a lover.

Floating, he is weightless. The heft of leather and metal and thought gone, he is finally allowed to join the birds he watched soar. He, too, is soaring; watches the stars as they twinkle in their glow; gathered in his hands and perturbed as he sinks higher still.

Silence roars as the gods stretch a hand between the stars and clouds, and pull him from the sea. He is baptised in ice; blesed by the starlight; and the air burns his lungs. It freezes white in his eyelashes, though he tries to blink it away.

Before him stands a woman. Talon scrambles to his feet, a hiss on his tongue, and she laughs. He should slip a knife between her ribs, for the humilation of it. For having seen his weakness. For knowing he could be weak.

But she leans down and extends a hand to him instead.

The fire crackles, its too-warm light familiar in an otherwise foreign land. Talon draws his knees to his chest and peeks at the woman nestled amongst furs and skins; counts the seconds between each breath.

One, two, three. One, two, three. Here, she almost looks mortal.

But when she stood before him, tall and imposing, he'd thought of the General, standing before him. That night, he'd glared down his nose at the boy before him, and offered safety in the same breath that called him pathetic. Reached out a hand.

And Talon took it.

Some years after that, on his first incursion to Demacia, Talon had spent the first night staring at the strange stone golems of the city and thought of the General. Demacian statues could not compare to the art of a blade in his hand - they were loud, clunky things, without blood or breath.

But he'd thought of the General nonetheless.

Behind him, smoke billows and the familiar crackle of flame becomes a roar. Beyond, watchmen shout and sound an alarm. Somewhere, there is a wail. And the shadow slips away.

Perhaps tonight, he has become a little more perfect.

[countercharmda]

yippee new icon

[lionheartedscout]

''could... could you just hold me, a while? "

emotional prompts. @steed-of-waloed

The scout shifted his gaze to the commander, quickly sensing that something was amiss. Underneath the usual teasing tone, he detected...sincerity. Initially, Gav thought it to be another trap, but after mulling it over, he moved closer with a soft sigh.

"C'mere." He pulled the other closer and wrapped his strong arms around Hardbard's lithe frame. "We can stay like this for as long as you need.

[alastors-radioshow]

The look he'll give someone when they're his person.

[fallen--leafs]

Be honest, how tempted are you going to drain someone dry, knowing it can completely state your thirst and free you of that ever-present hunger even for a brief while?

Very ver y very very very very very very

[countercharmda]

@bolyde

E.M. Forster // Louise Glück

[supreme-leader-stoat]

Shout-out to the bumper sticker I saw the other day that made me feel one second of pure, incandescent rage, which I have replicated in complete accuracy below:

[tcmpestes]

@hinodae kisses serendipity after believing he'd lost him.

Gods above, he's never ached like this before. He knew that life on the road, outside of Astenade's palace walls, would be rough...perhaps he'd been naive to think this wouldn't happen to him. A stray spell had nearly been the end of him, had Jester not been there to bring him back from death. ( Another thing he'd have to thank her for, later when he was back on his feet. )

Under the protection of the tiny hut, Serendipity finds the energy of their ragtag team to be...far more somber than earlier. The stillness following combat, the inevitable pause needed to lick your wounds. The bard fears if he breathes wrong everything around him will shatter.

As he sits, he catches Caleb's gaze and offers a smile. He starts to say something as the wizard approaches, only to find himself stunned into silence as he's brought into a kiss. With a deep breath he shakes himself out of his stupor, and takes the human's hand in his to squeeze.

" I'm okay, " he whispers. " Promise. I'm here. I'm sorry to make you worry. "

[etienneulven]

Scrapbook Edits: Alienne

And I feel like there's nothing left to do But prove myself to you, and we'll keep it running But this time, I mean it I'll let you know just how much you mean to me As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of everything @alucardrakul

[rowanmaxim]

Scrapbook Edits: Sad Academics

And I know I was wrong But I won't let you down Oh, yeah, I will, yeah, I will, yes, I will @iskra-tqd

[shewolfaurea]

Scrapbook Edits: Auradia

I'm feeling fantastic, I'm fucking fantastic I wanna get drunk and watch American classics Drink champagne out of plastic @emissaradia