twiinmasks

[twiinmasks]

what     do     all     stories    have     in     common,     dear     wolf?     /      they     end.     /     league     of      legends     multimuse.    low     activity    sideblog.      recalled      by      abby.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we’re mutuals here or we’ve interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you’d like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I made a league mumu. Still under construction, but if we're mutuals here or we've interacted on any of my other blogs, do feel free to follow if you'd like. Note that this is a side blog, and follows will come from thievesgambit.

[twiinmasks]

I'm thinking maybe i put all my league muses in a league mumu side blog or smth

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RENDLIGHT.      /      Independent RP blog for Zed from League of Legends. Written by Jan. Please read rules before interacting.

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Anyways idk when I'll come back to kindred but idk if it's a hiatus. I guess I'm putting it as low activity for now while I busy myself on @thevsn. However, I often lurk and come on here a lot so basically what I'm saying is: I have my fucking eye on u u pieces of shit

[twiinmasks]

      “be  that  word  our  sign  of  parting,  bird  or    fiend   !”  i  shriek’d,  upstarting –  /  “get  thee   back   into  the  tempest  and  the  Night’s  Plutonian  shore!  /  leave  no  black  plume  as  a  token  of  that  lie  thy  soul  hath  spoken!  /  leave  my  LONELINESS  unbroken!  –  quit  the  bust  above  my  door!  /  take  thy   beak   from  out  my   heart,  and  take  thy  form  from  off  my  door!”  /  quoth the Raven, “  nevermore.  ”  | the raven, edgar allen poe. jericho swain, abby. triggering themes ahead.

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the hunter & the deer

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◤(un)popular opinion; i’m not really a fan of muses who pull the ‘i’m not afraid of you, lol’ card with dangerous or powerful muses when they are being threatening ( or even if they appear humble or cute but are full of power ). if it wasn’t for being called god modding, i’m 700% sure these more powerful muses would have, could have, should have killed another muse if they persistently irritate them. especially if the offending character is a run of the mill human. unless your muse has dealt with similar monsters/menacing personalities/dangerous situations - try not to antagonize deadly muses to the point of obvious rage knowing the writer can’t really write them killing your muse even though that is completely in their nature to do so.

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❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

THE 5 SENSES / ACCEPTING

“WHAT YOU TRULY ARE?” Wolf repeats. He howls with laughter. Manic peals pierce the sky as he rolls in the air, twisting in figures and knots, tangling himself on his own body. He laughs and laughs and laughs: the only sound in the disturbing quiet. 

“What you truly are,” Lamb repeats when he is finished. “What you truly are. Hm.” Her hum is mournful, like church bells: long, low, and hollow. Hmm ... hmm ... hmm ... 

“And what is it,” Wolf chokes out, throat hoarse, “that you TRULY ARE? Haha. What you truly are? Do you think yourself interesting fleshling? What you truly are? The Kindred will tell you: you are a fleshling like all the rest. Passionate! Desperate! Saddened! Angered! Elated!” 

“Cold,” Lamb agrees softly. “Apathetic. Unforgiving. Dismissive. Unfeeling. What you truly are? Master of Shadows,” she tests his name. The air hisses its distaste. She says again, “Master of Shadows, you are no more than the other. This is what you truly are: a fleshling, through and through. How does the Kindred know? Because one day, you meet the Kindred. And this is what you truly are. Yes -- the Kindred knows.” 

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❝ i see you. ❞

THE 5 SENSES / ACCEPTING

The blades turn towards the Kindred as if led. Their tips converge on the Kindred, but it does not show fear. 

“The Kindred does not,” says Lamb. “The Kindred does not see.” 

“But THE KINDRED sees!” Wolf laughs and dances happily. “The Kindred sees! It is why YOU see -- because so does the Kindred!” 

Lamb disappears and reappears on bodies. Arrows flicker in and out of sight: stuck in chests, piercing eyes, lodged in necks -- and gone like the souls they are attached to. 

“You see me?” Lamb sighs, her voice high and clear even though she is appearing from all sides, at great and small distances. Her tone is even, as if she is standing before him: solid and real. “Many see us. The Kindred never hides. The fleshlings simply do not wish to see.” 

She turns to him, blue eyes glowing quietly in the gloom. “The Kindred never hides,” she says again. “You simply never see.” 

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❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

THE 5 SENSES / ACCEPTING

“The taste of what?” Wolf pants eagerly, dancing around this hunter’s shoulders. He still smells like blood -- fresh, like iron, and wet. It drips off his clothes. 

“The taste of what?” Lamb breathes softly, flickering in and out of shadows and vision both. Is she real? Is she here? Perhaps -- but perhaps not. 

Does it matter? 

“I can never forget a taste!” Wolf declares proudly, throwing up his snout to the air and laughing. “I remember EVERY taste! Such is the genius of THE KINDRED!” He laughs and laughs, bends over backwards until he is chasing his own tail, back facing the ground. “Every TASTE, every SOUND, every SIGHT! The Kindred does not forget! Like you, sweet hunter!” 

“Taste,” Lamb mediates on the word. “Sound.” She captures a falling leaf in her fingers. It browns and dies in silence. “Sight.” The leaf falls through her fingers and greens again by the time it reaches the ground. “Indeed, the Kindred cannot forget -- for it does not remember what has never happened.”