Legends Never Die

Multi-Muse. Multi-Ship. Multi-Verse. Original Character Roleplay. NSFW themes may be present.Mun is 18+. Written by: Emily UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

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Send “I’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body

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mxxedtapes‌:

“Please don’t fall,” he chuckled softly, his arms around her small frame as he relaxed, letting the crowd’s noise sink in. Taking his gloves, he tossed them to the side so he could brush his fingers through a lock of her hair, olive eyes on the small Russian. “It was,” he confirmed softly, hugging her close. He’d played for Team Sweden, and for the NHL now. This was Aksel’s life, come full circle. “We’ll go on a nice vacation,” he promised her gently. Though, there would be parades and the like he’d have to show his face at first. 

The only part of his life he didn’t like was people having expectations of him: he wasn’t as well spoken, nor was his English as strong as his teammates. 

The heel of her Louboutin picked into the ice and swiveled lazily as she looked down at their luxurious shine. This might not have been the most appropriate occasion to wear them, but if her sister Lesya had taught her anything it was to treat every surface like a runway. “I’ll wear sneakers next time,” she chuckled and leaned her head into his side carefully. Their summer was going to busy, and Nat couldn’t help but worry that their victory would take him away from her for great periods of time. A vacation, however, was something she could look forward to.

“I’d like that,” she smirked, “what happens now?”

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He’d been on the team for years now: he’d started as the backup goalie, and with his predecessor retiring, he’d been moved to primary only that season. The Cup had been won in double overtime, and he was exhausted; sweat pouring from his brow was brushed away with a hand as he moved towards his teammates. The thundering of the crowd felt distant as he watched the cup, his hand moving to clap his captain on the shoulder. He’d worked his entire life to be there, and he knew the summer would come with even more celebration. It begins. Aksel rolled his shoulders a bit, the goalie’s pads making him hulking compared to even the two teammates that were taller than he was. 

Taking the cup, the surreal moment settled in as his heart rate still hammered, the blood rushing in his ears as their families came down onto the ice. After passing the cup to one of their wingers, he moved to embrace the tiny blonde, finding his center back in her again. “We did it. No one can say we didn’t earn this.”

Natalya had been watching hockey since as long as she could remember. her brother Luka would sit her on his lap and they would watch Team Russia play in the Olympics and hear him roar over Ovechkin - the man her brother was convinced was the greatest hockey player of his time. While Nat never really understood too much about hockey, it was something that had brought their nation together as well as her family. It later, brought Aksel to her.

“I’m so proud of you, моя любовь,” she beamed up at him, her arms moving to wrap around the expanse of his hockey equipment. “This was a long time coming.”

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She almost couldn’t believe it. Natalya had done her best not to get ahead of herself and always flirted with the idea that they could win but it was not something guaranteed. Yet, with one final glove save the home-team crowd was sent into a roar of celebration. They had broken the curse of seemingly endless failure and would finally have their names on the Stanley Cup. Surrounded by the other wives and girlfriends, Nat hopped in place, her hands coming together in a rapid clap as the cup was brought out onto the ice and it was handed off to their Captain and soon it was passed to each member of the team.

Quick feet took her down the steps as the family of the players were ushered down to the ice. Her heeled feet were careful on the slick ice, but it didn’t stop her from trying to tun to her love. “You did it!”

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Open.

Open to:: Delilah is heterosexual. I am open to friendships, frenemy and familial threads with females for this open as well.

Possible Connections:: Bride to be, Brother, Other Family Members, Best Man, Friend of the Groom, Brother of the Bride, Friend pretending to be date. Open to other connections.

There was nothing Delilah hated more than weddings, and the week of hell was just beginning. With her brother at the head of the table, his bride sat at his side dressed in white. Why is she always wearing white, she thought to herself. Sure, she was the bride, but it wasn’t her wedding day yet. Delilah forced a smile their way before looking down the lengths of the table. her entire family was there exchanging pleasantries with the occasional glance at empty chair by her side. Delilah was far from spoken for, and she had scrambled to find a date for the family dinner - and later, for the wedding. Her heart sunk deep in her chest at the thought of being left alone with the intense week ahead of her, and she could already hear her family’s pity echoing inside her skull. 

Reaching beneath the table, Delilah’s thumbs carefully worked over the touch screen of her phone.

[Post to Event:: Date Night] Where are you? [Post to Event:: Date Night] Apps go on the table in 5...

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“Let’s just say I canceled my appointments for today,” she chuckled, shaking her head a bit as she nursed the cup of coffee. “Coffee in the maker, too,” she added with a flip, wave of her hand. “I figured I’d spend the day cleaning this place up and in my pajamas. You?”

“Could be worse,” he assured and took a big bite of the solidified cheese and cold sauce. “I don’t got work today, so if you need a hand with anything around here I don’t mind leaning a hand. You might need it, after all, I did fuck up this little place of yours.”

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“There’s leftover pizza in the fridge,” she spoke, nursing a flat soda from the night before. It had been a small party, really, but it was enough that Ella’s head was still full of cotton, and she’d slept in her mascara the night before. Sitting at the small table, she watched the last person who’d not yet left from her party, and instead had crashed full force on the couch trudge trough her kitchen.

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He had driven his car to the party and he wasn’t about to dive it home after a couple bottle of Fireball and more beers than he could count. If Ella hadn’t let him crash on the couch, he would have just slept in the car. With the slightest of hangovers rattling his brain, he was thankful for the cushions and the leftover greasy slice of pizza. “Well ain’t that a treat,” he smirked and moved for the fridge, “how you doing, love?”

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Storm Season

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“Yeah I mean knowing we have a spot to get away when we want, that’s pretty nice. I thought I’d be itching for my gun and to hit the pavement but it feels nice to not be on the beat even if I am stuck inside with you.” He teased playfully as he laid out on the bed once he had put sheets on it again and then looked over at her as he patted the spot next to him. “It’s at least comfier than the floor.”

“Everyone deserves a break once in a while, you don’t need to be itching to fight crime all the time there superman,” she teased in return before setting down on the mattress with him. “Do you want me to grab us any extra blankets? Make things extra cozy.”

[legendsneverdie]

Feeling much better now. Going to start working through drafts and filling up my queue again over the next couple days. Thank you for all your patience!

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trcnquillus‌:

“you do realize what you just said right? i kill people. i killed a father of three right before coming her. delilah, i’m a bad person.” nikolas wasn’t really sure why he told her. maybe because he wanted her to run away. he trusted her enough to know that she wouldn’t say anything to anyone, but maybe she didn’t trust him enough to think he was safe. that would make all these things he felt for her, a lot easier. 

“i guess i wanted to scare you away before i ended up fucking things up. fucking you up.” he admitted, though it was difficult. “i guess i wanted things to end before i blew up your life.” 

“And I grew up with the Notoriani boys storming in covered and blood. I’ve been patching up their fighters before I even started med-school.” Delilah shrugged. It was no secret that the Notoriani was a powerful family, and it had once attracted her mother. While she had been told that her father was a prestigious Canadian doctor, Delilah was sure her mother had bed the twins uncle. Let it me by birth, or by influence Delilah had pieces of the mafia embedded in her and she wasn’t going to hold him judge him for the actions taken on orders from those above him.

“Everyone is a little fucked up.”

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trcnquillus‌:

“you have to-” unable to hold herself back anymore, lucia lunged. all bared teeth and pure hunger, she went for his throat first, her fangs extended, eyes flashing red. she was no longer lucia, but the embodiment of the hunger that had consumed her. her veins were on fire, and all she could think about was easing that pain. her teeth sunk into the soft flesh of his collarbone, her small body straddling him as she used her newfound strength to hold him down.

The force was like nothing he could have anticipated from someone so small. The impact was almost bone shattering as he hit the floor and it felt almost impossible for Matthew to get himself out from underneath Lucia. feeling her teeth pierce his skin he let out a pain-filled his. They had gotten to her, his stomach twisted in his gut, and now she had gotten to him. An arm reaching out, he stretched for the drawer of the bedside table where he kept the crucifix passed onto him by a fellow hunter. As a man raised in a home with exposure to many ethnic and religious background he hadn’t owned one prior to his career as a hunter -- but it wouldn’t be enough to save him now. “Lucia--” he choked out.

[royalaffairshq]

I’ll be on for the rest of the night! 

I’d love to see some questions or apps in that inbox! We have so many open characters that I’d love to see grace this group! 

The Queen of Sarmur, The Royal Consorts of Sarmur, The young King of Azis, The Elven King of A’Hanor, The Royal family of Nepia, The Royal family of Auqoris, any nobles and mages.

I’d also love to see some pairs!

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Hey guys. Had a medical thing yesterday, so I slept most of my day away before coming to work today. Will try to get to drafts over the next couple days but won’t be doing much until I feel better.

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Have had a couple busy days and I’ve been slammed at work today. With a information session for a possible career opportunity in the morning I’ll be going to bed early. I will hopefully get to drafts at work tomorrow!

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Dr. Feel Good.

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distinctivenoir‌:

Seconds went by like hours as Jude watched Delilah, sensing the usual signs of someone trying to begin a difficulty story but failing. The quicker, hitched breathing and the squirming of limbs were the key indicators for Jude, the movements swiftly confirmed by how Delilah gripped at her dress in fists. He said nothing as he watched, knowing not to disturb someone as they worked out how to begin opening up. When she finally spoke, Jude considered her words and let a few more seconds go by, to see if Delilah would follow it up with anything. As she did not, Jude then broke the silence by speaking. “How did it happen?” he asked.

He had already reviewed the case notes before the session, knowing to what Delilah referred, but he wanted to see how she talked about it, how she reacted to certain parts of the story. 

The grip on her dress intensified, her lungs taking in a heavy breath before she could manage any other words. “The girl, she had been in a car crash,” she explained briefly, “there was so much blood...everywhere.” Delilah did her best to keep her eyes open, each blink bringing an image from her memory. From her blood soaked scrubs to they little girls lifeless body, it haunted her.

Leaning her head to the side, she looked over at the young doctor. He must think I’m crazy, she thought to herself, he’s never going to let me practice again.

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Jude watched, his gaze aflame as Delilah twirled for him, the scarlet of her dress perfectly contrasting with the noir sky behind. When she then asked him if he liked her dress, Jude couldn’t help but smirk. 

“I do, quite a lot, it really does things for me, babe,” he told her, the smirk only getting wider as he spoke. Jude looked down as he felt her hip brush against his and he used it as a chance to blatantly admire her figure. “I’m sure you’re the envy or desire of everyone in that room,” he mused. 

The chill summer air sent a shiver up her spine, it was much cooler than blazing summer sun that lit up the sky only hours ago. Felling the warmth of his body near a hand reached out, guiding his arm around her waist. Nobody was around to know. With the darkness of night as their cover, they were free to do as they pleased.

“That might be a dramatic exaggeration,” Delilah laughed, her head leaning back against his chest before she took another drag.

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Laying on the couch, the petite brunette was childlike as she brought her knees up to her chest and forced back tears. Her father was back, after years of thinking he was dead. She should be happy, not afraid. But the man in the guest room, not much more than skin and bone wasn’t the father Darcy remembered. He wasn’t the father she had yearned for all these years. A hand rubbed over her face, her body becoming still as she heard footsteps encroach on the living room. “Dante?” she whispered out, her voice wavering, “is that you?”

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