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@essence-flux-primed​ sent  :  "For Progress' sake—!" In his hands he holds a tiny gecko with an impressive stinger on the end of its tail. The end of the stinger, of course, had just stuck into his palm, forcing him to try to remove it with his free hand and hold the stinger away from him. "They, uh, they don't normally sting. I think I startled it? Uh—do you mind holding it a sec? I have to go wash this before I pass out. Just, like ... remember to hold the stinger away from yourself, heheh..."

               𝐚𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤,  𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤,  𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤.  her eyes are widened,  eyelashes fluttering wildly as she stares at the little reptile that has suddenly been thrusted into her hands.  she,  too,  has become quite startled herself at not only the sudden turn of events,  but by the fact that he was so strangely calm after having been stung by the small creature’s tail.  her lips part as if to speak,  but words fail her and fall short of her tongue.

“    ah---- i . . .    ”    her mouth clamps shut and she averts her gaze back down to the gecko,  and she holds it,  just as recommended.  a bit of an exasperated expression has swept across her countenance as she shifts her eyes to look at the blond,  concern dripping in the pout that’s overtaken her lips.

trying again,  although she cannot stop the huff that escapes her,  she asks,    “    are you all right  ?  it just . . . stung you  !  it’s not . . . poisonous,  is it  ?    ”

[miighted]

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                Word of the great Jarro Lightfeather arriving in the capital had traveled quickly among the commoners, whispers and excited chatter all filling the the backdrop of the bustling city. Garen was ultimately indifferent to the recently popular Sentinel, though he does find it peculiar that one had left the islands and come to the mainland. It was not necessarily unheard of, but they often worked abroad from what little Garen knew of the order. Jarro had not shyed away from the limelight either, but perhaps that was simply how the man was. 

                Nonetheless, Garen found himself in the Sentinel’s presence despite his own indifference. There was an undeniable exuberance to his presence, though he supposes that would be align with all those dramatic tales of him floating idly among the public. The Captain remains stoic as he greets Jarro, his jaw set firmly and lips in a straight line while he silently regarded the man. 

                “Sentinel Jarro,” he said, nodding his head in respect and greeting, “I have heard much of you and your arrival. What brings you to the capital?” 

[deathquills]

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     “   oh   ,   ezreal   .   let’s  be  completely  honest  with  each  other   .   “   blades  are  prepped  between  her  fingers   ,   but  she  will  not  throw  yet   ;   as  if  bored   ,   xayah  merely  shifts  them  from  one  hand  to  the  opposite   .   “   you’re  not  a  guardian  because  you  actually  care   .   it’s  just  an  easy  way  to  get  closer  to  lux   ,   isn’t  it   ?   hell   ,   an  easier  way  to  get  closer  to  any  of  the  girls   .   “

[stolengood]

essence-flux-primed replied to your post “Aatrox is not above biting people should push come to shove.”

tbh that's scarier than it is funny

// Yeah I can’t imagine being bitten by Aatrox to be a pleasant experience. 

[eyesneverliie]

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The yordle’s ear twitched as he watched the blonde walk into the temple. This was supposed to be another easy task, come by the place, check the ancient artefact over there, and then head back in time for tea or even teach the students under his wing a few things. However... the stranger there changed everything. Now he needed to stay there and make sure he didn’t take anything that he shouldn’t and if he did.... Well, he was in for quite the shocking surprise.

The Heart of the Tempest felt the wind on his face and frowned before finally covering his face again, leaning only his eyes exposed. Fully covered by his clothes and the shadows, Kennen made his way into the temple. It was important now that he stayed out of sight.

[yuhl]

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[strikewhenready]

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“What a foolish - are you aware that the temple you just invaded and desecrated is dedicated to my goddess?” There wasn’t a hint of anything more than Rengar’s usual growl in his voice but it was certainly tight and he was putting effort into being calm. “She wanted to smite you on the spot. You are lucky that I have convinced her to spare you by letting me deal with you.” 

With his free hand Rengar pointed down at the vine Ezreal had almost trod upon. Where the dirt was now being shaken free a bright toxic pink vine was slinking away after having been discovered. He pulled a machete from his side and slammed it down onto the retreating appendage. It didn’t squeal but a loud hiss of escaping air and fluids could be mistaken as such. 

“You are also lucky that I stopped you from stepping into one of Zyra’s vine-webs. She would have enjoyed devouring you and the magic you contain.” Rengar started walking, still holding Ezreal aloft easily. “I’ll take you to one of the villages and let the elders there decide what to do with you. Afterwards feel free to wander the jungle as you please but do not,” and here the hunter gave the human a shake, “enter into one of the temples again. I doubt you’ll be granted leniency a second time.”  

[herpotions]

🌺 a good an introduction as any.

Send “🌺” to put a flower in my muse’s hair!

Vana stared as he placed a flower in her hair, humming and examining it curiously once it was in place, “Do you greet everyone like this?” The healer wasn’t quite sure what to think of such a gesture, but she appreciated it nonetheless. More than anything she was actually pretty curious as to what he was doing all the way out here, so close to Nerimazeth, when he had all the tells of being Piltovan. That must have been a long journey...

[scarletcommodore]

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Aranea enjoys being on top, silent as a shadow, stalking over the tree lines and rocky cliffs, watching unsuspecting challengers from above, none the wiser to her observations. 

She had been watching him for some time now as he wiped out a group of monsters with a self-confident laughter that was heard from her position in the trees. When he’s within range, she plunges down with a scarlet burst of energy, stunning him. The dragoon seizes the opportunity to immediately pounce on him as he went tumbling onto his back, easily pinning him by the throat against the bar of her lance. 

“Why don’t you show me a true display of skill, pretty boy.” She swoons, sultry and low, her voice dripping into his parted lips as he panted with effort beneath her.

[starblcsscd]

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"Do you think this was a good idea?” Soraka asked, showing the invitation on her phone to the other Star Guardian. She could say she was more open when with came to talking about anything with her teammates, but if there was someone she felt more confortable talking to among them, was Ezreal. Maybe it was because they were both ‘new’ to the group. She was asking about the invitatin to the Sumbler Party, sent by Lux, in a couple weeks. An odd invitation.

“I think Ahri is not going to be too happy if any of us decide to go...”

[alegriisimc]

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The blue haired maiden stopped on her tracks, tilting her head to the side, as she stared at the young man not more than a few feet away from her. She couldn’t help herself on that case, there were not many people who walked around without tradicional demacian clothing and that boy was one of them.

Maybe he needed help? One could get lost if they didn’t know their way around after all. Sona approached and gently tapped on his foulder, waiting for him to turn to ask, in sign language, if he was lost and needed some help. Of course that she had a pencil and a small notebook in her purse in case he didn’t understand her.

[heartate-aa]

@essence-flux-primed​  sent  :  It's nice out here, away from the cameras, away from prying eyes (but not too far away that it's boring, of course). A quiet hallway, just for them. Ezreal's entranced by her, of course. The whole world is; she's a popstar, a queen, but he thinks his attraction is different. Wilder. His fingers graze up her sides as he eases her back against the wall, blue eyes searching for hers, then dropping down to her lips. "Ahri," he breathes, a rising star among so many. "Can I kiss you?"

               𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐥,  𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦.  the night was ablaze with the energy of thousands of people swimming in the arena’s seats and its ever  -  growing sea of bodies that had been all too eager to be starstruck by her electrifying presence alone.  and so,  of course she stole their hearts,  the very breath from their lungs when she and the rest of k / da took the stage,  rising from above the curling smoke and through the blinding spotlights.

her heart still beats with galvanized exhilaration long after the crowds scattered into the night,  shooting stars in the midst of a midnight canvas,  but now,  it’s for something entirely beyond the excitement of letting her voice carry off into the atmosphere.

ahri is careful,  deathly so.  not for her precious image beneath the gaze of adoring fans or anything ridiculous regarding the ideas of her sex appeal and how it sells,  but because her ribs are a brittle,  gilded cage housing a delicate heart that excites too easily,  gives too easily,  loves too easily.  she wonders if she can carry on with the air of mystery and allure that surrounds her like a thick cloak shielding her from touch and sight  —  oh,  how she has failed in the past.  her heart isn’t so weak and fickle that it’ll cave and bend at any little whim,  so she tells herself,  she can indulge for a moment,  just a single night,  and lose her inhibitions and lower her guard.

her eyelids flutter to a close as a light shiver caresses the line of her spine at his fingertips dancing along the sides of her torso.  heavy,  inky lashes eclipse the apples of her moonlight  -  dusted cheeks,  and finally she meets his gaze as her painted lips spread and curl as the corners of her mouth lift into a subtle smile.  he,  too,  is a shining beacon in the night whose light glows with a growing warmth.  always,  she finds a way to meet the most interesting people,  but this,  for all of his charm,  is unexpected.  but,  she cannot deny how she sought his gaze when they met,  how her laughter bubbles at his jokes,  how she seemed so eager for each meeting.  he is just fun to be around.  perhaps it is just that,  pure fun and nothing else to linger on,  but now,  it doesn’t matter what it is.

“    mm . . .    ”    a quiet hum escapes her before she acts,  graceful arms rising to settle delicately on his shoulders,  soft feathers upon skin,  as her hands come to rest gently against his head.  ahri remains silent,  smilingly knowingly,  choosing to instead answer him by pressing her soft lips upon his own.

[hatesatesmoved]

@essence-flux-primed      💋     here !

“ Don’t you get so lonely after your little adventures ? How about ... “ 

Voice is a purr behind him : she’s kept to the shadows for far too long . Now is her time to play , and what better toy than one so young ? They’re so much easier to break , but shattering young dreams makes the pain taste far sweeter .

“ A little something to keep you warm at night ? ~ “

[sootheslay-blog]

                 ❛   Fashionably late, as usual.   ❜

         THE  fact that he was several weeks late, of course, was irrelevant. Perfectly-plucked brows remain raised in skepticism, gaze flitting downward to inspect her manicured nails instead. If it was concern that irked her, she did a stellar job of keeping it out of her tone. 

                 ❛   Do you have another fascinating story about where you’ve been ?   ❜

@essence-flux-primed.  ❤  STARTER CALL !

[almxst-angelic]

@essence-flux-primed [Y’know I gotta continue this x ]

At first, she took it in stride like she often does.  Life wasn’t always simple.  It wasn’t black and white, and she understood there were bad people out there.  But as Ezreal kept going about it, the smile slowly wanes a bit.  The highlight of curiosity and ease in her gaze; soft and innocent begins to darken a touch with her brow wrinkling lightly with a quizzical motion.

But as quickly as her expression waned, it softly grew again.  Her attentiveness seemed more-so with a kindness and understanding settling in the way she looks at him.

He may have misunderstood what she meant, but he was right that trying to live a life focused on the idea that everyone is good deep down, was foolish and would lead to things that would end up hurting them.

When his focus returns to her, she can only offer a warm smile in response.  It actually didn’t bother her.  Not even a little.  “It’s alright.” She reassures him before continuing, explaining what she had meant by her comment.

“There will always be people who are truly the worst of the worst, but there are often many who aren’t as bad as people assume.  Being human means we make mistakes.  We sometimes fall into patterns we want to escape.  So I try to see the best in everyone because I hope that those I meet, deep down, are capable of good.  Sometimes it’s hard to find.. But for many, it’s still there.”

For Stormy, she’s nursing a strawberry shake sprinkles with chocolate shavings on whipped cream.  She’s only lightly touched it so far, but the first taste spoke volumes of how much she enjoyed it.  Fingers lightly cling to the top of her straw as she swirls it once, then again before continuing.

“I often spend my free time playing music on the street corner to raise money for the homeless.  Most commonly, I keep a box filled with lunchables that people can take if they’re hungry.  Even the toughest people have shown politeness by only taking their share.  Every time.  Not once has anyone tried to steal more, or take my money.

“In fact it’s more often people who’re well off that I find I have trouble with.”

Offering another smile, she leans in to sip the shake with silver eyes lingering on the blonde.  She was interested to hear what he would say.

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