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#𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌 a highly selective & headcanon based 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐬 ━ 𝐙𝐄𝐃 from riot’s 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 as explicated by 𝚛𝚊𝚢 ‹ 27 / he & him › 𝑒𝘴𝑡 𝘰𝑟𝘪𝑔𝘪𝑛𝘢𝑙𝘭𝑦 𝘪𝑛 2022 , 𝑟𝘦𝑚𝘢𝑑𝘦 𝑖𝘯 2023.
ᵃ ˢᵗᵘᵈʸ ⁱⁿ 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 in the face of complicity, the 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕 path; however long, however parlous, 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 humanity & it tempered for forbearance, a 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 evil & it’s true benignity & the magics of old, 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒆 & 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅.
𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 : @oblivisms, @cryroh, @diablobeats & @revorto.
thinking about him ( again )
i'm really wanting to start writing zed again on my multi so give this post a little like and i'll follow you over there. <3
might come back to writing zed ?? thinking of shoving him onto my multi bc i miss hiim
Whew, anyone else feeling a little partied out from that last round? Haha — not that you can ever have too much karaoke, of course! Pleasedon'tputmedownthegarbagechute... Everyone knows that when the emperor starts singing, he keeps going until everyone drops, but I think most of our crew made it through the night in time to herald our FINAL EPISODE of 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐑! As fun as it's been, it's just about time to wrap up our time here and declare the winner!
As always, let's start out by saying hello to our glorious empire's best and brightest singers! :
@heartate @spellforce @desiren @diveyne @fcrgiven @danceblades @deathsmark @bikmui
Emperor Kayn's twelfth and final question for the competition is as ... oh, what a peculiar question. Erm, today's question is as follows:
❝ You are given the immense honour of bestowing a pet name upon His Majesty. What would you call him, and why?❞
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The epithet of pet felt egregiously insolent even as it sputtered through the announcer’s microphone. zed had been devoured by that solitary, golden eye & felt the inherent power course through his veins at the touch of that commanding hand. what other ludicrously amorous names would be bestowed at the apex of this competition. perhaps his mouth should fit around affection, be forged in the devotion of a lover but his jaw was an iron vice of seized free will & he still rotted with the remnants of his past. “ his eminence.” it felt veracious, spoken with the respect demanded by a revered god. “ for the most venerated gods I have known were addressed as such, it seems fitting for one such as the emperor.” but he has thought upon it. it was without the intimacy of an enthralled lover thus he continues, conscientious now of his words. “ if he asked me to call him by another name, I wouldn’t be opposed.”
@𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒕𝒎 an inde multi muse featuring muses from percy jackson & the olympians, the cruel prince & the raven cycle. written by ray est 2023. ✧
We're just about there! Welcome to our second-to-last episode of 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐑! Yesterday was a big day for out contestants, with a lot of points handed out and plenty of entertainment to keep them busy, but today's a new day, and our emperor loves to keep us on our toes! What do you think he has in store for us, hmmm?
I know them, you know them, but we love to greet them anyways. Everyone say hello to our contestants! Let's do a roll call! :
@heartate @spellforce @desiren @diveyne @fcrgiven @danceblades @deathsmark @bikmui
Emperor Kayn's eleventh question for the competition is — oh, what an honour for our remaining contestants! :
❝ The emperor wants to do karaoke with you. Pick your best song, and explain your choice.❞
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Avoidance felt innate when it came to the opulent revelries of the universe; magnetic euphonies vibrating through large, imposing speakers & the arrant emotion that pervaded their lyrics. it would have been defamed by the mouths of the devout, sacrilegious & befouling. the only chorus that his mouth should part in is in reverence to the darkstar & its exalted denizens. now, aboard the emperor’s vessel he had heard music incomparable in vast, melodious wealth. zed ruminates upon the knowledge he held, the music that had sputtered through those aged speakers at the diner on his first night as a fugitive. he hums a little, it hints at a rich baritone & dulcet cadence honed for nights of pious chorusing. “ K/DA, their first released song.” it seems a little stale reciting the emperor’s bias back at him but that rationale was ushered in with other reasons. “ the night I absconded from the order I arrived at a diner in this universe & it was the song playing.” how much criminality was he permitted to confess to while live ? it was insignificant, they would already be scouring their world & the next for him. “ there was liberation in it. hearing it here again only deepened that meaning.”
okay goodbye im listening 2 acotar book 2.
i only read the first acotar book.
Good morning everyone, and welcome to our tenth round of 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐑! Can you believe it? We're in the home stretch now! And with our flight deck locked down, it should be smooth sailing from here on out. No more morning upsets, right? Though it does make for good TV!
Our numbers may have thinned out, but not our love for the empire! Say good morning, contestants! :
@heartate @spellforce @desiren @diveyne @fcrgiven @danceblades @deathsmark @bikmui
Emperor Kayn's tenth question for the competition is as follows:
❝ Out of all the beings in the universe, you may pit two against each other in His Majesty's fight cages. Which two would you pick, and why?❞
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the advent of his revenge would be a sanguinary spray of blood & the gurgle of a man’s throat as it floods. was there entertainment in it ? spectating as the corruption seethed into a zenith of hands as they prise tenuous bones from their sockets & surging euphoria as entrails were gouged from a chest cavity. it’s reiterated until the apparition of death is seared into his eyelids, specks of flickering light bleeding into the corpse of a man, hung by his feet, flayed open. would it satisfy the emperor ? he had never considered another’s stance on his march of vengeance, never thought of satiating any other than the entity that writhed at his peripherals & himself. “ the leader of the order.” it’s laced with vitriol, the very epithet has his tongue laden with bile & hatred & the itch under his skin buzzes with anticipation. “ and myself.” it savored violence, pleasure evoked at the thought of rending flesh from bones & stuffing it into his mouth. he should flinch at the implications but his jaw aches & his fingers hunger for malleable skin & the act of consumption. “ he isn’t much of a combatant.” it should be amusing, should heave dry laughter from his lungs. he’s wanted him dead for so long & this opportunity ? he had never been so audacious as to think it handed over easily. “ but his death will be more than a fight, a desperate, futile attempt at saving himself.” hauling his beaten body, mutilated & bloodied, back into the pit over & over again until the embers of life finally snuff out in his eyes. fingers dragging through the sand, granules embedded under his fingernails, blood & gold & inevitable death. “ i think it would be entertaining.”
very normal heterosexual webweave on mobile the alt text icon obscures some of the words. sorry. don't use mobile ig - car seat headrest / beach life-in-death (twin fantasy, 2018) - Saint Sebastian, school of Nicolas Regnier, circa 17th century - Michel de Montaigne, On Friendship - bob dylan / he was a friend of mine - sufjan stevens / the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us! - Henry Scott Tuke, A Cadet on Newporth Beach, near Falmouth with Another Boy in the Sea - black country, new road / snowglobes - sufjan stevens / mystery of love - Achilles Tending to Patroclus (the Sosias Painter, c. 500 BCE) - sufjan stevens / the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us! - car seat headrest / bodys (twin fantasy, 2018) - sufjan stevens / mystery of love - Henry Scott Tuke, Noonday Heat - vampire weekend / diplomat's son - sufjan stevens / the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us!
I need to discuss the generally guarded way zed sleeps & how lightly he sleeps versus the feline ball shaped sleep until dawn he becomes when he’s with someone he entirely trusts.
How Intimidating Am I?
Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”
Send 🐰 for barely intimidating
Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating
Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating
Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating
Send 🐯 for very intimidating
Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”
there is a stark difference between modern , Odessy & canon & I can’t tell you what it is but you’ll know.
i cannot write more than like 2 paragraphs bc my brain just goes new setting new topic new setting new topic old topic flash back
[ ORAL ]: sender goes down on receiver.
zed wasn’t unfamiliar with the heady, burning aftertaste of alcohol. poured into a glass over crisp, bobbing ice cubes or in the bite of a fervorous exchange of tongue & teeth. the dulcet thrum of the bass overhead drowned out all trifling thoughts in favor of pulsing in time with the stutter of his racing heart. It felt like relief; surrendering himself to the sway of bodies & the heightening pitch of excited voices. If he felt this long enough he could forget himself; he was selfish like that. on his desk piles of textbooks are abandoned, pages splayed open; he had an assignment due in the morning but he had chosen to forget about it. beside them a woefully half-emptied can of bourbon & cola. it sported a garish, inelegant, scrawl of branding & an astounding alcohol content of twelve whole percent. there was salvation in pre-drinks, especially when the bartender was serving watered down vodka at an alarming nine dollars & fifty cents. with the way other’s listlessly meandered down the stairs & into the club, lolling in the excruciatingly cheap & cracked leather couches, he wasn’t the only one who thought so. it also wasn’t his first time getting intimate in a rather public & improper setting. sure, the comfort of his bed back home was less cramped than a scarcely private bathroom stall but he was a little buzzed & the way garen’s fingers had sunk into his belt-loops had him enthralled. he was flustered, a subtle roseate that crept to the tips of his ears, too damn obvious under the discordant hum of the bathroom’s rows of fluorescent lights. garen tilts his head back to gauge him, a soft fondness in the lowering of his lids. his eyelashes were long & under the shitty lighting they glistened, just slightly. he wills his gaze to unfocus, lithe fingers skim along the stubble of his jaw & revel in the way it abrades. they find his mouth, caress the seams of his lips & when he bites them gently the soft whine he makes feels obscene. “ you’ve teased me all night.” he mutters impatiently, brows furrowing. he wanted to look annoyed, to harden his flushed expression into reprimand; it wasn’t working. zed’s hand was flush to garen’s jaw & he leans into the touch, asking him permission of all things. hastily, he averts his eyes. frustration be damned, when he looked at him like that ? he wants to groan through his teeth & lose himself in this moment but garen is there to remind him; you’re more than this shitty bathroom stall in this shittily lit club. a hiss of laughter passes between his lips & he sinks his fingers into garen’s hair giving it a firm, encouraging tug. “ yeah, i want this. do you think I would have honestly taken you back here for conversation sake.” he thinks he sees a subtle curve to garen’s mouth, it’s attractive & reassuring & maybe all the things he needs right now. his words are meant to be piercing - punctuated by a silver tongue but when garen’s mouth closes around his cock; an all encompassing wet heat, arousal sears at his senses. he cannot think of anything but the too tall, too broad man crouched before him. zed’s fingers loosen in his hair, his other hand splayed out to brace himself on the stall wall. It was black, graffiti covered & the focus of his half mast gaze as he muttered filthy encouragement under his breath.
