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[witchcraftandburialdirt]

"What is the deal with all the bickering between you and Kayn?" A simple yet direct question, half curious, half amused, posed while she lies on the grass beside Haru and looks up at the clouds. In all the years they'd known each other, she had seen the vastayan angry, and she had seen him show vivid hatred toward the vermin that attempted to invade their lands; but this was something else, a sort of annoyance and rivalry she hadn't really expected from him (and not toward who it is directed to). "I'm curious. Why does he get on your nerves so badly?"

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── LEAGUE VERSE

"Mmmm ~?"

The vastayan's pale eyes flutter open and flick away from the bright azure of the sky to rest on the cornflower waves of the oceans of her iris. Haruko's brow quirks up and a playful chirp jumps from his throat - she has his full attention despite the whiny tug on the back of his mind; his greedy greedy lover trying to sap all of his time. Ah - she was inquiring about his feelings towards the object of her eye; that little Noxian shit - no no, he was blessed by the spirit and was as Ionian as he could be. … Fine then: That Ionian little shit. A haughty bastard with a swaggering prowl of a great beast with, in Haruko's opinion, none of the fangs he threatened with his atrocious yapping.

"Very curious of you to think he gets on my nerves at all - humans seldom interest me, especially ones like him who think that they are the most importan things to exist in this world." He smirks, unable to help the sadism that drips into his tone, "Although it is always fun to watch men like him fall - their name fading to nothing once their hubris eats them like maggots on hunted game. I imagine it won't be long until that happens to him so - at most he annoys me. You see, petal, I do not extend my pleasantries to those who won't live long enough to appreciate them; its a waste of time and energy on my end."

His eyes soften as he watches her.

"And because he does not deserve you."

[agonizedembrace]

smash or pass + the rest of kda 🫡

SMASH OR PASS !

" the rest of the band? " there is a pause, as if allowing a moment to collect her thoughts before she rolls her shoulders to comply. there's little to lose in answering, afterall.

" right then, we'll go in alphabetical order: ahri. " her lips curve into a smile, sultry yet tentative. lips part to speak, yet she stops immediately, remembering just who can hear this ( or those unaware of the past ). " what's there not to adore about our dear leader, hm? a lovely smile, nearly as charming as me ... why, i'd be a fool to not so: yes, smash."

she then laughs, leaning back in her seat. " do i even need to say for akali? smash. obviously. " she wipes a fake tear from her eyes. " what is that saying? ' currently doing that? ' "

" kai'sa, " her head tilts, mock thought. " long legs, lean stomach and a gorgeous face? if we are were not so talented i'd say we'd be famous for other reasons. i digress, " she waves her hand, as their dear bokkie deserves better than such comments. " again: smash. but perhaps she's also wife material -- not that akali and ahri aren't either, mind you. "

to this day, she still idly wonders if that suit did ever come off.

[tealsteel]

I'm horrible with these types of posts BUT :

I just wanted to take a brief moment on Nov. 23rd, 2023 (also known as Thanksgiving to some) to express my heartfelt and genuine gratitude to each person below (and many others not mentioned of course)

@seekslight @darkbound @hemomania @peachyguard @shimmerbeasts @ferinehuntress @nameaprice @sheavoid @pitgritted @goldenfists @jynxd @sparesovereign @kalijhomentethi @agonizedembrace @pompedia @gauntlets-shot @wintereign @deathdxnces @knifvd @blackrosesmatron @goldusk

You have made my time here simply marvelous, and some of the best memories in RP have been here.

When I first contemplated joining this community, I was expecting a lot of clique like nature . . . or people be giga lore thumpers and stuff which would take away any drive I had to write here . You guys weren't like that , you welcomed and embraced me and my muses with open arms and for that ? I am eternally grateful .

You guys are beautiful , you guys are awesome , you guys make me eager to come back to Tumblr every day . . . so , thank you 💚

Here's to more adventures together ,

Destined

[draftdiff-m]

𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣 is an independent League of Legends multimuse blog featuring Kayle of PENTAKILL fame ! selective + mutuals exclusive + crossover friendly ! penned by destined [ 28 y/o + he / him + cst time zone + 10 years rp experience ] . minors dni .

                        carrd                    ezreal

                    graphics created by the lovely @deathdxnces

[iedolon]

𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍, 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄 ?

ACERBIC WIT. you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.

tagged by : @enjomo / @levinhail / @invcta / @soverina ( kisses you all!!!! ) tagging : @goldenfists / @heartsteeled / @umbane / @grantsuccor / @fatedriven / @yanwangye / @qilyns / @windchaser / @deathdxnces / @gonchayas / @kysmet / @foxfinch / @imarahuyo / @peachyguard / @liefeng &. anyone else who would like to!!

[deathdxnces]

» — ⌜BLOGROLL⌟ ,    aka the complete list of where can you find mel on tumblr:

@deathdxnces, xan irelia; league of legends; main blog

@warmothered, ashe; league of legends; sideblog

@yanlei, zed; league of legends; sideblog

@spirithunts, ahri; league of legends; sideblog

@shatteredtime, ekko; league of legends; sideblog

@pridefought, k'sante; league of legends; sideblog

@noxianwill, katarina du couteau; league of legends; sideblog

@draconicblood, shyvana; league of legends; sideblog

@moonserved, isobel; baldur's gate 3; main blog; low activity

@firefurious, multifandom multimuse; main blog; low activity

[axecution]

@deathdxnces you don’t understand!!! I saw this specific piece of fanart once and that was IT FOR ME!!! They’re so cute 😭

Credit.

[seekslight-arch]

headcanons  ✧.*  modern / star  guardian  verse

⸻     basic  information legal  name:  luxanna  crownguard most  known  as:  lux nicknames:  sparklez  (by  @tealsteel's  ezreal),  little  light  (by  @apostisms'  sylas) date  of  birth:  october 19th gender:  female place  of  birth:  high  silvermere,  demacia currently  living:  valoran  city spoken  languages:  english,  french,  german  (fluent),  korean  (in  process  of  learning) education:  attending  college hair  color:  pink eye  color:  also  pink height:  5  ft  4

⸻     family  information: siblings:  garen  crownguard,  older  brother parents:  pieter  and  aughata  crownguard children:  none pets:  mimi,  a  bunny  (her  familiar)

⸻     relationship  information sexual  orientation:  closeted  bisexual relationship  status:  dating  @apostisms'  sylas  &&.  dating @tealsteel's  ezreal since  when:  a  very  short  amount  of  time,  few  months  maybe  —  sylas,  middle  school?  high  school?  a  veeery  long  time  —  ezreal

tagged  by:  @tealsteel (thank you!!) tagging:  @apostisms,  @lightshielded,  @deathdxnces (any muse of your choice, but mayyybe ekko?),  @windchaser,  @pitgritted, @fluxjumped, @noctumsilenced, @moonlightviigil (any muse of your choice, maybe hwei to flesh him out a bit?), @yunalai, @witchcraftandburialdirt (any muse of your choice, buttt haru maybe?), @stahri-light you!!

[firefurious]

BLOGROLL.

@deathdxnces, xan irelia; league of legends; main blog

@warmothered, ashe; league of legends; sideblog

@yanlei, zed; league of legends; sideblog

@spirithunts, ahri; league of legends; sideblog

@shatteredtime, ekko; league of legends; sideblog

@pridefought, k'sante; league of legends; sideblog

@noxianwill, katarina du couteau; league of legends; sideblog

@draconicblood, shyvana; league of legends; sideblog

@moonserved, isobel; baldur's gate 3; main blog; low activity

@firefurious, multimuse; multifandom; main blog; low activity

[facesblind]

　　　　　　　　　　𝗜𝗡  𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘  [ . . . ]  𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥  𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘

fights  honourably  ■  fights  dirty

prefers  close - quarters  ■  prefers  range

chats  during  ■  goes  silent

low  pain  tolerance  ■  high  pain  tolerance

attacks  in  bursts  ■  attacks  steadily

goes  for  the  kill  ■  aims  to  disarm  ■  fights  defensively  ■  strikes  first

is  provoked  easily  ■  provokes  their  opponent  ■  teases

gets  visibly  frustrated  ■  shouts  while  attacking

uses  strategy  ■  focuses  on  the  battle  ■  experiences  conflicting  thoughts  during  battle

rushes  in  recklessly  ■  tries  to  read(s)  their  opponent  before  engaging

fights  wildly  ■  fights  calmly  ■  fights  apathetically  ■  fights  with  anger  ■  fights  with  excitement

fights  because  they  have  to  ■  fights  because  they  want  to

fights  without  regard  to  wounds  ■  runs  away  when  wounded  ■  hides  wounds  ■  takes  a  blow  to  protect  another

prefers  a  blade  ■  prefers  a  gun  ■  prefers  hand  to  hand  combat  ■  prefers  a  bow  ■  prefers  a  shield  ■  prefers  a  personalized  weapon  ■  prefers  magic  ■  prefers  alchemy

their  greatest  weakness  is  physical  ■  their  greatest  weakness  is  mental  ■  their  greatest  weakness  is  emotional

transforms  for  battle  ■  fights as they appear

relies  on  strength  ■  doubts  their  strength  ■  relies  on  speed

uses  everything  they  have  ■  proceeds  with  caution  ■  hides  their  full  potential

exhausts  quickly  ■  has  high  stamina

behaves  arrogantly  ■  brags  after  landing  a  hit  ■  belittles  their  abilities

uses  psychological  tactics  ■  uses  brute  strength

avoids  civilians  ■  strikes  down  civilians

damages  surroundings  ■  avoids  damaging  surroundings

signature  fighting  style  ■  makes  it  up  as  they  go

mastered  skill - set  ■  learning  their  skill - set

fancy  footwork  ■  sloppy  footwork

messy  fighter  ■  elegant  fighter

accepts  defeat  ■  refuses  defeat  ■  begs  for  mercy

compliments  their  opponent  ■  insults  their  opponent

uses  unnecessary  movements  ■  moves  efficiently  ■  barely  moves

prefers  to  dodge  ■  prefers  to  block

defends  their  blindside  ■  has  no  blindside  ■  leaves  blindsides  vulnerable

uses  all  available  advantages  ■  strictly  uses  one  main  method

plays  around  ■  holds  back  ■  fights  ruthlessly  ■  shows  mercy

waits  for  an  opponent  to  be  ready  ■  strikes  when  opponent  isn’t  ready

fears  death  ■  fears  pain  ■  fears  killing

has  ptsd  ■  avoids  fighting

has  lost  a  fight  ■  has  won  a  fight

has  killed  ■  refuses  to  kill

wants  to  die  standing  ■  would  succumb  slowly

bold  what  applies.  italicize  what  somewhat / sometimes applies.  strikethrough what never applies. repost,  do  not  reblog. tagged  by:  no  one,  stolen  from  @buriedabove mwah tagging:  @crimesought, @penddraig, @deathdxnces, @the141ghost, @desireshonour ANY of your muses &&. also muses from your other accounts, i don't know who am i following on this account LOL, @draconisa but christoval and you!!!

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

You're going to hurt her ! A protest in the background that causes her to narrow her eyes; their practice was not meant to draw attention, but it seems everything she does nowadays is followed closely by those around her. She recognizes the voice as belonging to one of the resistance leaders, one of the first to waiver the position to her instead. At this moment, Irelia reminds herself of that. They want her to lead; she doesn't have to follow what they think is right.

"Again," Her voice does not waiver, even as her body aches after the hit. It will take getting used to, but that's part of the point. No noxian would go easy on her; there is no time for gentleness amidst war. "Don't listen to them. I can do it — I can keep going."

She had to. The young dancer never expected there would be an after the stand at the Placidium, certain one of the soldiers would claim her life before either side could claim victory. Now that she's here, now that the hopes of so many are hers to carry... she has to do better. The next victory has to be more than luck. Pushing herself to keep trying is the least she can do for all those who look up to her now. "Don't go easy on me."

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── LEAGUE VERSE

He can feel it - the sluggish pull of her muscles as she struggles to cope with the last blow to her body, her heart is pounding, the blood is rushing to each lesion in a desperate attempt to form a clot. Haruko's ears point down to her as he approaches with a slow and steady gait - his feathers relax from their fluffed appearance and settle back down. The Vastayan's gaze locks onto hers while his body moves the opposite of his spear - and soon enough she is on the ground below him. The tip tilts her chin up gently, the weapon connecting them into a silent conversation explaining that this lesson was over.

Haruko leans down to gather her into his arms, his hair like warm seafoam as it brushed against her damp skin. A brief embrace. He's quick to help her up - his grip strong enough to steady her beaten form, and for a moment he is calm; until he hears the same voice shuffling closer to berate him for being too harsh on her. Haruko's pale stare flicks back towards the source of the sound and not a moment is wasted - the blunt of his spear connects with their cheek to crack teeth into the puddling blood of the elder. Sunlight dapples across his bronzed skin and he steps lightly upon the man's throat to hold him down into the filth and muck. A fitting place for this type of person. His talons threaten to close around the man's neck - to puncture into his throat and rip out the precious mortal life that humans held so tightly. The impulse beats through his blood and tightens around his skull - a desire he's loathed to reject.

"Do not speak to me of mercy when you have deemed her your sacrificial lamb - What I am teaching her is not even close to the brutality the Noxian army has brought to our lands. You sit here safe beyond the reaches of death, rape, and torture behind a wall built by the corpses of your own people - of the children you've sent off. You're foolish and ignorant - and cowardly enough to depend on a child when she should be the one depending on the village to protect her. What a worthless life you lead, a leech incapable of defending itself or feeding itself without latching onto a more accomplished creature, Noxus would make quick work of you."

His eyes widened and his hand began to twitch with an insatiable urge to sink his blade deep into the man's chest - to show him what thousands of others had experienced in an effort to keep his miserable life safe. Haruko listened to the rapidly beating heart below him, now convinced evermore that humans were just lowly prey to be snared and butchered. The Lhotlan's neck tilted left as he observed the creature writhing in the dirt, pale canines visible with the mocking grin and wrinkled lip he gifted this pathetic excuse for a life:

"Without her you're nothing but fodder and meat for their hungry blades - and it scares you. It felt good, didn't it? Hiding under the cloak of your own righteousness. Stop acting as if you did not cause the bruises on her skin just as much as I did, or perhaps you're ever more to blame, after all, without your incessant screeching she would not be here. She would be safe in the countryside with me, but you couldn't risk that, could you? If you want her to not be hurt well - " Haruko stepped off of the man to drop his spear over his chest, "Fight your own battles, you fucking cunt."

Haruko turned his attention back to Irelia, his face softening and voice warm, "Come - I'll prepare a salt bath for your wounds. We're done for the next few days - they can train each other. You need to rest and I don't want to hear any whining or complaining about it. You're thick headed and stubborn, but within it all you are mortal - either you rest your body, or your body will give up on you. Now come, I want to wash myself of that lowly creature's blood - I feel infected just having touched it."

[agonizedembrace]

it's loving han hours?? i adore your writing in general, but i specifically appreciate the way you portray eve's emotions and mannerism, and how well you capture all that she feels and how that is (or isn't) shown to those she interacts with. your headcanons are superb, and your take on eve is just. so good. she has depth and she's an interesting character and you make me emotional about her at the same time you don't erase her darker side. i love your eve. and you're just lovely ooc and i adore you han!!

send ✨ if you like my writing and feel free to tell me why !! the rpc is in serious need of some positivity.

Mel??????????????? WAHJ????

thank you??? thank you so much????????????????????????????? i adore you so so much what the hell

[tealsteel]

Closing Regards to 2023

It's no secret that when I made this blog, I didn't expect it to go anywhere... that it would be a flash in the pan that I moved on from in a week or two, but yet here ez and I are still kicking.

Wouldn't be possible with all the lovely friends I have met through this blog, and the equally remarkable writing partners too!

@seekslight : Softie you are the spark that set off the longevity of this blog; your Lux just feels like it was perfectly crafted for my ezreal and I cannot wait to continue and explore their romance going into 2024! 💚💚💚

@feyras : Astrid! You are a gem, I simply love your Kai'Sa and I think what they have together is something truly special; I want to thank you for always putting up with me and ezreal! You are truly amazing 💚💚💚

@sparesovereign : Raven! You are truly a treat to speak with! And Anna is truly a remarkable woman that ez totally doesn't deserve! Your talent is enormous and I thank you deeply for sharing even a fraction of it with me!! 💚

@knifvd : Bunny! What can I say that I haven't already said before? You are amazing, I love your Tala and I think her and ezreal are super cute together! I am so excited to see what 2024 throws at them! 💚💚

@misreputed : Maffa! You sneaky snake! Slithering your way into mine and ezreal's heart at the very end of 2023! Thank you for your enthusiasm and support of my ez portrayal! And of course, thank you for giving me the keys to Silver Wolf's heart! I look forward to the inevitable smooch to come between them! 💚💚💚

@blackrosesmatron : You beautiful soul! Thank you for helping ez out of his comfort zone and allowing me to explore a different type of relationship dynamic! Your words of kind encouragement are always a highlight of my day and I can't wait to see where 2024 takes ez and LB!!!! 💚

@sheavoid : Lari! You are a real friend, a kind soul, and a gifted writer! Thank you for always being around to chat, sharing your creative spirit, and supporting me on all my blog endeavors! I appreciate both you and your muses to bits! 💚💚

Of course, this blog also wouldn't be possible without the lovelies : @nameaprice , @darkbound , @hemomania , @jynxd , @shimmerbeasts , @deathdxnces . . .

. . . and last but not least , you reading this! Thank you for making this blog an amazing place I look forward to signing into each and every morning! Please continue to be awesome as we roll into 2024!

I love you all ! 💚

Destined

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

✧ ─ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─ ✧ ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕌𝕂𝕆 ℕ𝔸𝕂𝔸𝕊𝕆ℕ𝔼 ... 【 ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀᴡɴ 】 - ʟᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ

── "𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒."

I know its been a while since I've done one of these but bear with me; I've been thinking quite heavily upon the fact that I use a lot of religious references within my writing with Haru, particularly in his league verse with @bells-of-black-sunday's Tarhos - and I don't think I've ever went into detail about how literal it is. When its said that Haru worships the ground Tarhos walks on and sees him as a God ...

It's 100% literal;

Haruko legitimately views Tarhos as a fallen ancient God who has given him the power and influence to save his country, his people, and drive out an invasive pest that threatens to destroy everything he holds dear. This is largely due to the timing in which they met; they did not meet on the first day of the Noxian invasion - Tarhos was on the Northern coast of Bahrl and Haruko was on the Southern coast when the invasion began. Before the war began Haru lived in relative peace with his family and his community, a 300 year old Vastaya who did not drive a lot of conflict and was happy with his little life. Within the first few weeks of the invasion Haruko lost all of that, his community was gassed, his family was killed, and he could not defend any of it - the best he could do was heed his mother's warnings and flee to the North. He stewed in his mind for weeks on end that were filled with nothing but misery, carnage, and the desecration of life - and not a single GOD answered his prayers.

He prayed to the Spirit, to the Gods of Targon he'd heard whispers of, to the Sun, the Moon, and not once did he receive any sort of solace from the laceration of his homeland. Not only that but the farther North he went the more whispers of how Karma, the Kinkou, and many others were opting for peace - which destroyed Haru's faith in his own fellow man too. The leaders and spiritual guides of Ionia were cozy up on the mainland, they couldn't even begin to imagine the horrors taking place on the island and how the Epool River had become like Styx with how many corpses were floating in its once sacred waters. Seeing the Wuju temples destroyed is what finally sent him to flee to the Mainland to try and escape the waking HELL that was the active conquest of Bahrl. His grief was insurmountable, his very soul quaking with the very Land's screams of torture as Guardian tree's were burned and its people ransacked, killed, and used like trophies.

Haruko's spirit had cracked violently by the time he met Tarhos, and it was by mere chance that Haru's spear was knocked away on a coastal assault just before he was about to leave; and it was chance that the Noxian fleet's churning motors knocked the Dakrin weapon free. When he saw a blade of sanguine within the pools he wasn't thinking about if it would harm him, he was only thinking about how it would block the next sword thrusting at him. The moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt he was immediately invaded; his mind instantly boiling with a poison stew as he saw inside of the mind of a Darkin. He almost lost himself but through sheer force of will he pushed Tarhos' being down into submission in his mind and suddenly - the Noxians within his path were falling like flies. The blade absorbed the filth and viscera, and once it had gained enough strength; it spoke to him ... and answered him. This bloodthirsty, screaming God locked within a sword was the only thing to have EVER answered him and show him its barest power by allowing Haru to litter the beach with bodies without earning a single scratch.

Gods, for most of history, were not loving and benelovent beings, they were explanations for carnage, horrors of nature, and the unknown - beings that stood upon the pinnacle of existence and stewed within the bowls of the pit of terror inconceivable by the mortal mind. This act in and of itself, to be able to steal the lives away of so many without consequence - Haruko was in awe, nothing else could possibly explain in his mind what had just happened but divinity. Given his life and origins Haru never had any education on Darkin, they didn't concern him and he didn't even know they existed since his village was small and he's never left Ionia. All he knew is that finally something had answered him.

Even so, once this was all over Haru was able to put the weapon down, but the connection remained and the Vastayan was given a choice - Tarhos was impressed enough by his bravery that he didn't dominate Haruko when he was vulerable again after the fight. He could leave Tarhos behind on this ship and doom someone else to become his vessel or ... he could pick the blade back up and drink down the blood within it; to gain power like he felt on the beach, to never have to be alone and scared ever again. The choice was easy to Haru; the war was still raging and he saw well enough into the Darkin's soul as well to know that Tarhos was much more than what he appeared to be, both mentally and the physical shape he took. After weeks of disassociating Haru's second grasp of Tarhos awoke his mind and reconnected every bit of him back together again; his essence and his physical form had never felt so connected. Himself and Tarhos were present in every muscle twitch and pump of blood in his veins, he felt strong for the first time since the invasion began.

Now able to control his fate and with the power of a God in his soul, Haruko finally had security; his faith to Tarhos a stepping stone into a higher plane that will allow him to grasp all of his dreams with the right amount of effort. Even ones that seemed impossible before. The Darkin had already proven his loyalty and honorable nature to Haruko and the Vastayan found it easy to trust him, its difficult to not trust someone after seeing every corner of their mind and sensing their very existence in every waking moment of your life. Tarhos proved that he could answer Haruko's prayers and this is what drives Haru to actively search and find a proper Vessel for conquest. As a showing of his dedication to Tarhos, Haruko is even willing to go so far as to cut down one of the most powerful creatures in Ionia for Tarhos to take over; A Dragon. Not even this act caused a flicker of doubt in his mind; watching that noble creature be cracked to bits was one of the most pleasurable visions he'd ever seen - he'd finally be able to hold his other half and gaze upon his God within a more fitting vessel. It is a symbolic ceremony that relinquishes Haruko's commitment to the peaceful calls of Ionian leadership and places his resolve in something that has given and offered him not only a way to rest his mind and a forever companion, but means to exact revenge on those who have hurt him.

At a shallow looking it does appear to be quite Not Good™ with how Haruko will and does listen to Tarhos for guidance, he holds the Darkin's opinions even above his own at times and does allow himself to be convinced of things he might not have been before. A key example of this is his treatment of Noxians vs Ionians; his countrymen are treated kindly and even in cases of @deathdxnces he takes people under his wing - his personality calms and he lacks the same ferocity. This even extends to @deathfxnds, who, while born Noxian, Haru does not see as one - perhaps thinking that the Darkin God Kayn wields has equally cleansed his soul of his weaker limitations. Haru's incredibly brutal treatment of Noxians is both an influence of Tarhos own carnality as well as the Vastayan's seething hatred towards what was made of his people and home; the Darkin bond between the two of them brews up something truly malicious. Tarhos and Haruko are both now above what normal people are capable of, The Ascended are Gods and Haruko has been chosen to merge with one - thus making him close to one as well; and his hatred of Noxians alongside this new power has turned them into insects in his mind. He's completely dehumanized them, and he's content - even pleased - to be the one able to bathe in their blood.

Haruko has also greatly influenced Tarhos - this isn't a simple case of one taking over the other, its a perfect 50/50 split of corruption; they are one soul split into two bodies. The Darkin's view of mortals has even shifted due to the Vastayan's influence, Haru has never necessarily cared for mortals, but instead tends to view them as stumbling children who need guidance. He didn't have any urges for slaughter before the war and the ones he currently holds are saved for Noxians - and this is shown in how Tarhos specifically targets Noxians for feedings; he'll avoid Ionians. The Darkin is at ease in Ionia because of Haru's own feelings towards his home - neither of them are trying to sway the other in anyway or change them; they exist as a melting pot of two lives, much akin to the Kindred. Somehow even if Haru's physical form was destroyed, he would just end up trapped with Tarhos back in that blade - but at least now they would have eachother to keep company with in the dark.

[agonizedembrace]

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delayed munday asks!

✈️ — ever traveled anywhere interesting?

i went to disney once but that's about it .. otherwise no where super interesting :(

💻 — how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!

i've made so many friends here!! honestly probably too many to count, some are: @kalijhomentethi @voidhunting @witchcraftandburialdirt @windchaser @cryroh @deathfxnds @deathdxnces @hallowedhem and so many more!!

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

✧ ── WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU?

𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 𝔸𝕊 𝔸 𝔽𝕃𝔸𝕎

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. AFRAID AFRAID, AFRAID OF EVERYTHING. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a MISTAKE, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out NOW. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t AFFORD to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

Tagged by: @inkisionary @saviourofzaun (thank you both! ♥ Tagging: @bells-of-black-sunday (give me the boys) @agonizedembrace @pitgritted @deathfxnds @deathdxnces @babalonite @zaunrising @aquatic-hybrid @songofsilentechoes @steel-and-fire @noctumsilenced @hemoplagued @kalijhomentethi