ENLIGHTENED ,

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴.

[saerevi]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ; 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃.     karma  from  league  of  legends.     independent,  private  and  selective.      canon  divergent  and  headcanon  based  ;  as  written  by  𝐋𝐄𝐎     (    21+    .    she  /  her    ).      do  not  follow  if  you're  under  eighteen,  mature  and  sensitive  subjects  will  appear.

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[saerevi]

haha hey

[thebuddhistmind]

Understand this much: whatever you love and look for, you are.

Rumi (via thebuddhistmind)

[saerevi]

What is the source of your icon?

my  icon  is  a  picture  of  my  faceclaim  that  I  edited  myself  !  just  gave  her  the  karma-esque  eyes  and  slapped  the  psd  on  top  <3.

[unomikolife]

[om--namah-shivaya]

Life is a balance of holding on and letting go.

Rumi (via om--namah-shivaya)

[saerevi]

after a long day trying to make my laptop work I came to accept that it won't run on its own, so until I can get it repaired or get a new one I'm afraid I won't be around for a while. consider this a temporary good bye, I hope I can catch you around soon <3

[saerevi]

after a long day trying to make my laptop work I came to accept that it won't run on its own, so until I can get it repaired or get a new one I'm afraid I won't be around for a while. consider this a temporary good bye, I hope I can catch you around soon <3

[sabyaasachi]

[hamartioarch]

guide or cry ( dimitri ).

nonverbal starters // @saereviaccepting.

HER TOUCH STARTLES HIM AT FIRST, the tears streaking down his face unnoticed. emotions had always been hard to control for the prince, but he always tried. tried so hard, in fact, right then and there it seems he had been out of touch with them enough not to realize the tears. it jolts him into wiping them off, an apology stumbling out of his lips as he realizes how unsightly it must be, the future crown bearer so frail, so undone, right before the eyes of his regal advisor. what a sorry excuse of a heir apparent, what a terrible thing, to have been the one to survive instead of his father—

he shudders, shrinking into himself, already taller than most his peers at this age. find your composure, you sorry boy, find your center.

“i-i apologize, lady karma, i did not mean to...” look so weak, so pathetic, so unworthy of your guidance—yet, before dimitri can continue, he hears her shush him gently and the hand that remained on his own side grasps a little tighter at his own side, almost tight enough to strain the fabric. he chokes up a sob before placing his forehead oh so gently upon her shoulder at her coaxing. “i... if you insist...”

as she wraps him into a gentle hug, one hand still wiping at his tears, he wonders briefly if this is what a motherly embrace should have felt like, unfamiliar a concept as it may be.

[saerevi]

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃      ,      @expirator​​      :      ❛    these  meetings  are  about  as  comfortable  as  sitting  on  needles  -  but  I  do  look  forward  to  your  offers  of  tea.    ❜

[    the  feeling  is  mutual    ]    tongue  is  tempted  to  pronounce,  but  what  kind  of  host  she  would  be  if  such  confession  triggered  her  so  easily  ?    (    𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚂𝚃  𝙾𝙽𝙴,  𝙰𝚃  𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃  𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂    ).    maybe  in  the  past  she  would’ve  aimed  to  test  his  patience  with  playful  banter  and  nerve-wrecking  sincerity,  and  for  a  moment  bottom  lip  quivers  to  suppress  a  little  something  that  glistens  like  tease  and  ends  escaping  curved  tiers  in  the  purest  form  of  joyful  laughter.    just  a  subtle  chortle  dedicated  to  him,  if  they  were  on  the  same  side  perhaps  such  would  last  longer.

❛    why  would  I  invite  a  man  who  finds  my  company  loathsome  to  spend  the  whole  evening  by  my  side  ?  ———    torture  is  your  specialty,  zed.    not  mine.    ❜    how  unfortunate  to  be  in  the  presence  of  the  enlightened,  if  she  wasn’t  pouring  steamy  drink  on  his  cup  she  would  question  the  authenticity  of  his  complaints.    but  what  he  does  speaks  louder  than  the  words  he  spits,  deep  down  his  willingness  to  stay  is  everything  she  needs  to  know  their  differences  are  not  dealbreakers  when  they  agree  on  beneficial  tolerance.    ❛    the  door  is  open  if  you  want  to  cross  it.    I  will  find  someone  else  with  who  to  share  this  delicious  infusion  of  flavored  herbs.    ❜

[saerevi]

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃      ,      @beastbastard​​      :       offers  1  flower  to,    ❛    I'm  uh,  not  great  at  this  but  I  know  your  people  suffer  at  the  hands  of  noxians  so  uh,  I  can  kick  the  crap  outta  any  if  you  need  me to.    ❜    he  swallowed,  why  was  he  so  nervous    ?

bright  petals  at  first  glance  exude  harmony  and  pure  life,  a  reminder  of  spring  shining  in  rosy  shades  that  by  emerald  stem  is  held  as  an  offering  for  her.    ———    did  she  do  something  for  him,  that  own  mind  fails  to  remember  ?  gifts  such  as  these  often  come  from  rooted  gratitude,  yet  for  once  her  assumptions  are  proved  wrong  by  the  very  one  who  pours  his  thoughts  into  a  sentence  full  of  empathy  and  uncommon  willingness.    unexpected  yet  greatly  appreciated,  the  likes  of  him  always  bring  the  most  rewarding  surprises.

❛    while  I  appreciate  the  disposition  of  your  fists  for  our  cause,  it’s  my  obligation  to  say  that  such  won’t  be  necessary.    ———    this  war  is  ours  to  fight  when  the  time  comes,  but  I  will  take  this  opportunity  to  say  that  your  taste  in  flowers  is  as  immaculate  as  your  talent  in  the  pit.    ❜    perhaps  she’s  heard  stories,  the  big  boss  and  the  fallen  noxians  who  lost  their  lucrative  empire  to  him.    and  maybe  she  stopped  hearing  before  his  imagery  got  further  tainted  by  greed  and  vengeful  violence,  otherwise  fingers  wouldn’t  curl  around  pink-tinted  lily  in  acceptance  of  the  good  man  dressed  as  a  fighter.    ❛    time  nowadays  is  a  privilege  we  cannot  waste,  but  if  you  find  a  moment  to  spare  I  will  be  delighted  to  stroll  around  the  placidium  with  you.    ❜

[busonolsun]

[saerevi]

when  it  comes  to  physical  contact,  karma  is  very  open  to  delivering.    gestures  such  as  hand  holding,  reassuring  shoulder  pats  and  the  like  are  usually  efficient  when  it  comes  to  soothing  others    (    to  help  them  feel  supported,  contained    ),  so  she’s  quite  generous  when  troubled  individuals  allow  her  to  provide  them.

however,  being  on  the  receiving  end  isn’t  her  specialty.    her  personal  space  is  sacred    (    quite  literally,  I  would  say    ),  so  for  her  to  welcome  even  the  smallest  touch  there  has  to  be  a  decent  amount  of  trust  no  matter  how  simple  the  approach  is.    ———    her  job  involves  comforting  people  in  any  form  they  permit,  but  it’s  not  their  job  to  come  up  with  the  same  so  karma  assumes  there’s  a  more  personal  motivation  and  she  doesn’t  want  to  give  room  for  misunderstandings.

[saerevi]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓      ,      @twilead​​      :       [    beckon    ]

there  a  woman  stands  near  a  window  with  multicolor  shards,  where  sunbeams  pierce  stained  glass  to  caress  silk-robbed  back  the  enlightened  can  be  found  with  an  attentive  imagery  that  could  only  be  put  to  shame  by  the  elders  accompanying  her  in  keen  appreciation.    but  there  is  also  a  person  entertaining  them  with  flowery  prose  and  wonder-dripping  fingers, an  artist  captivating  the  monastery,  a  poet  or  a  simple  orator  ?  the  answer  is  one  she  knows  and  can  give,  although  for  once  she  isn’t  interested  in  the  talent  that  by  her  own  grace  was  invited. what  could  be  more  important  than  contemplating  a  believer  expressing  their  devotion  through  enticing  speeches  and  colorful  canvases  ?  [  nothing  ]  is  the  answer  she  would  give  under  normal  circumstances,  but  of  course———    the  evening  is  far  from  conventional. near  the  entrance  an  all  too  familiar  silhouette  emerges,  like  a  vision  requesting  the  brunette  to  step  closer  with  a  subtle  gesture  that  runs  unnoticed  by  everyone  but  her.    chestnut  gaze  is  easy  to  attract  with  the  simplest  details,  and  she  acknowledges  his  intention    (    𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙳𝙻𝚈,  𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷  𝙰  𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃  𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙴  𝙾𝙵  𝙰  𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴    )    until  uncertainty  grows  within  her  chest  like  thorns  of  guilt  and  imminent  regret.    ——    to  leave  her  spot  and  face  the  consequences  of  disappointed  masters  or  end  the  day  without  lending  him  a  hand  ;  the  first  is  a  lived  experience,  the  latter  involved  someone  she  doesn’t  dare  neglecting.

pretend  to  never  have  been  there  and  stroll  through  the  multitude,  soon  as  inquisitive  glaces  are  dodges  a  relieved  exhalation  is  the  first  to  greet  her  guest  now  in  close  proximity.    ❛    I  was  not  expecting  you  to  come,  had  I  known  you  would  visit  I  would’ve  rescheduled  our  exhibition.    ❜    a  smirk  melts  into  a  chortle,  then  lips  divide  anew.    ❛    but  if  you  came  unannounced  I  assume  there  is  trouble,  so  please———    come  with  me,  together  we  can  find  a  solution.    ❜ so  bare  fingertips  approach,  gracing  his  palm  as  if  to  hold  it  ;  but  she  doesn’t  make  the  effort  to  grab  it,  for  a  simple  touch  is  inviting  enough  to  encourage  him  follow  her  steps  into  a  room  for  them  to  share  until  the  sun  departs.

[shojinfire]

  Hello! This is an indie Lee Sin RP blog, open to League of Legends and any fandoms beyond. Give this post a ❤ and / or ⭯ if you are interested in interacting, and I’ll try to swing by your blog.

[chaandaniya]