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@piltovermedicine
Hiatus?
[Probably? Idk. It’s been a long time since I posted and mostly that’s because I’ve just had no muse whatsoever.
From what I gather folks will be coming back for the summer soon so I’ll probably be around then?
Idk.]
[Relevant here too chaps.]
Unusual questions for your muse
🛌- Does your muse prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few? 🎀- Does your muse like to accessorize? What are their favorite pieces of accessories? 🎐- Does your muse like to collect/hoard anything? 🛋- Does your muse like to have company over? 📱- Is your muse the “oversharing” type? 🐰- Does your muse prefer soft, plush textures or smooth and glossy textures? 💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle? 🔖- Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought? 📰- Does your muse like to read the news? 📇- Is your muse a gossiper? 🕹- What does your muse do to occupy themselves when bored? 🏚- Does your muse like to explore dangerous places? 🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it? ⛪️- Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to? 🛣- Is your muse considered a wanderer? 🐺- Would your muse consider themselves a lone wolf or a social butterfly? 🤝- Does your muse forgive others easily? 🖖- What “Fandoms” would your muse belong to? 🎖- Does your muse enjoy praise? 🎟- Do they like “so bad it’s good” movies? 🎠- Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals? 🏝- Could your muse survive on an uninhabited island all by themselves?
Marietta blew off the dust that had collected on her desk, setting her suitcase down. Impromptu getaways were never her speciality, and she hadn’t quite refined the art of leaving her life behind in a way that was easily salvageable when she came back.
She smiled at her research notes. It was good to be back.
[Hiatus is over my friends! Will be contacting people about threads ~soon~ and am continually open to new threads whenever! Hit me up!]
Hiatus Update
[It’s that time of the year again my dudes. by which I mean, it’s exam time and I’m ready to fucking die.
HIATUS UNTIL 12TH MAY
I’ll message everyone who I owe replies to when I get back.
I’ll probably also make an effort to try and be -rainbows- ACTIVE on both blogs when I do.
lel.
Frankie out.]
[Apologies for the lack of activity/replies/everything
Uni is stressing me out a lot and I’m having some issues with motivation.
Sorry friends! <3]
[Relevant here, too! :C]
[{ Treading tranquil train tracks }]
theblindboxer:
“Size o’ their eyes ‘s like the snakes in they cages.” Brad commented on her addition. He chuckled at her form of expression. Lass sounded more rural than Central folk, she did. “You’d need t’ do the Chinchang’s squint, an’ then there’s Lady Luck’s bliss.”
Lee wasn’t sure if this was the fancy courtesy, but even the breath that left her mouth when she huffed smelled of a certain something something that he couldn’t quite make out. It was one weird-smelling snake oil, yet quite pleasing as well. Hell, the entirety of her figure emanated the feeling of early months’ bloom and sunshine.
Weren’t they supposed to be mechanics up there?
Bah, like he’d spend his time pondering about the water in their wells when he was presented with the Man Above’s golden opportunity. It was obvious, you see, from the way her words slithered out of her lips. It was a chilly evening, so her voice had that coarseness to it when she spoke in that previously low tone. The ice had melted after her most recent inquiry.
Her interest was clear as day. Not that he could see it, but he could most definitely smell it.
“Marietta Darlin’,” he repeated the name, so that he’d get it memorized. Says it once, remembers it for a lifetime. It’s how it goes.
“Name’s Brandon Lee, the most interestin’ man you’ll ever meet.”
He followed up by extending his open palm, then cupped it around her delicate hand and shook. Soft-skinned, she was. Silky smooth, like a baby’s behind. No surprises there. He was a real sucker for the lass’ delicate fingers nonetheless.
Real treat.
Just like his grin, Brad made sure his shake was firm and memorable, but at the same time not too rough, not like usual. She was a small lass. Wouldn’t wanna shake her too hard. Not yet, that was. Good thing his hand wasn’t in the finest condition. There’s only so many satisfactory punches you can throw at a fancy man’s face before both begin to swell. Hell, not even his training had pushed him this hard. He’d need to visit Steinfield sooner or later.
Mighty fine Central lasses and unexpected collateral damage. World’s certainly full of surprises.
“So, Etta,” he let go and leaned to the side of the rail. “What’s a mighty fine lass such as yerself doin’ at the devil’s mother?”
She squinted at his colloquialisms-- was this how they spoke in the Lower Piltover regions? She could not even begin to guess at what they meant, what profound meaning they had, and she realised far too late that her confusion must have been written all over her face, an indiscretion she quickly sought to correct.
“A pleasure to meet you Mister Lee. It’s not always one such as myself meets a member of the Lower Piltover population without being threatened.” She laughed softly at her own joke, a high tinkle of laughter that quickly disappeared as she sought to decipher his next meaning. Devil’s mother-- didn’t that mean far away from home? Or was that something else?
“I have business here in the sticks, as it were. My families company-- new idea, new formulas, new proposals. And I am the lucky one who got to pursue them.” Her voice contains barely concealed dislike for the idea of leaving her cushy Central Piltover lab. She would much rather be there, than here, in this dingy train carriage.
As she listened to him, she examined his form again, discretely, so it didn’t look too much like she was giving him the Upper Piltover Once Over. He was well-built, something she could at least appreciate simply for aesthetic purposes, and his hands were rough-- perhaps a labourer of some kind? His outfit was clearly not as expensive or well-made as hers; clearly he did not shop at the designer stores she did. She didn’t need to examine him closely to make that observation, however.
However, despite his appearance and manner and gruffness there was something about him that didn’t immediately make her flinch away. Call it interest-- scientific curiosity, perhaps?
@theblindboxer
hey. this is a new jayce roleplay blog ! could you like this post if you’re a league of legends roleplayer interested in interacting with me ? reblogs are greatly appreciated !
Even More Drabbles
Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.
Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Leave a “Enamor Me” in my ask, and I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.
Leave a “Haunt Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Invite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to
Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Mourn Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.
Leave a “Nurse Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Leave a “Offer Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.
Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Quite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Remember Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “X Me” in my ask, and I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]
Leave an “Yahoo Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]
Leave an “Zip Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]
@mercury-hammercannon
“Come inside this very crowded shop, Mister Jayce. Are you alright? You look rather pale.”
Things Michael does.
Crackle crackle razzle dazzle.
-jazz hands-?
-magical light show with sparkles and even more razzle dazzle-
-worrying scientific explosions and tap dancing-
-concerned tol mage noises at the explosions-
-reassuring razzle dazzle-
-sneaky smooch, resumes razzle dazzle-
-THUD-
-Swooning razzle dazzle, feat. soft fanning of face-
Things Michael does.
Crackle crackle razzle dazzle.
-jazz hands-?
-magical light show with sparkles and even more razzle dazzle-
-worrying scientific explosions and tap dancing-
-concerned tol mage noises at the explosions-
-reassuring razzle dazzle-
Things Michael does.
Crackle crackle razzle dazzle.
-jazz hands-?
-magical light show with sparkles and even more razzle dazzle-
-worrying scientific explosions and tap dancing-
Things Michael does.
Crackle crackle razzle dazzle.
-jazz hands-?
Hey, gang! New League OC blog [and a not-so-new mun] here! Give this guy a LIKE or REBLOG if you are willing to RP with an Ionian turned Zaunite plague doctor
send a symbol for a headcanon!
☂ – what does your muse like to do on a rainy day?
☃ – what does your muse like to do on a snowy day?
☀ – what does your muse like to do on a sunny day?
⚭ – does you muse have any contradicting opinions/views? If so, then what are they?
⚰ – has your muse ever had a near-death experience?
⛸ – what sort of hobbies does your muse have? If they do, then do they have a preference for any particular one?
⛾ – does your muse prefer coffee or tea? Perhaps both, or neither?
☘ – how lucky is your muse? Do they believe in luck as a concept, or think it’s a bunch of hooey?
☠ – has your muse ever killed anyone? Has it been in cold blood or self-defense? Both?
♟ – has your muse ever used someone to gain something, whether it’s been power/material possessions/political control/etc?
☤ – what’s your muse’s health like? Do they keep up with it, or has it degraded over time?
☐ – does your muse feel incomplete? Do they feel whole? Why do they feel whichever way?
[[ 😰 }]
The Darling Psyche: Send me 😰 for a glimpse at one of my muse's nightmares!
The whole room is shaking.
Marietta knows it was that crystal, the one that seemed to have limitless potential.
She can hear the room crumbling around her. She can hear the screams of the people outside.
If only she could reach the lever to turn the damned machine off-- she reaches, reaches further, but for each step she takes it seems to get further and further away.
She opens her mouth to scream for help, for everyone to run, and the shaking gets worse. A white light fills her vision and--
And Marietta Darling surges out of sleep, gasping and sobbing, hands balled into fists and tears flowing of their own accord down her cheeks.
Send me 😰 for a glimpse at one of my muse's nightmares!
