#burden-and-truth

[gracefulprecision-a]

From here ~🗡️ @burden-and-truth

She laughed inwardly at his jestful comment, bright blue eyes now half lidded in a more casual manner, her fair lips spread into a faint smile. She laughed because he was not wrong, she did so because he seemed to absolutely understand her, even with their playful chatter.

“You know I will.” She said, lifting a more common rapier that had been resting by her side, its long blade right in front of her face, resting in the middle as if her own way of showing she, too, was ready for the sparring match. And after a few seconds of shared understanding, she’d slash the air and dash over to his side for the first hit against blades.

“I’m impressed to not have heard any protests from your aunt about all this.” she mentioned, casually chatting as their weapons clashed against one another.

[tidal-wanderer]

@burden-and-truth​ liked for a small starter!

“My mother always said sailors were bad, but I think she’s just paranoid. From what I’ve seen, you all love the sea just as much as we do.”

[silvestreaelurus]

Restoring the Light, Facing the Dark || Closed RP with burden-and-truth

Slow.

The huntress listened to the hushed voice of her instincts, her feet inching almost achingly slowly over the ground. She didn’t quite blend in with her surroundings anymore, her light blue garments and golden hair making her stand out amongst the greenery she called home. Not that it mattered, anyway; the spirit of darkness she was hunting was preoccupied digging up the dirt in front of it. This entire place reeked of it, and her spear hummed lowly, ready to purge the area of corruption.

Once she got close enough, the huntress sprung to life, taking the creature by surprise. The humming of her spear increased in pitch, but was masked by the frightened cries of her target. They were quickly silenced, though, as her spear found its mark, pinning it against the tree behind it. It gave a couple more pitiful cries before its essence completely dissipated, along with the darkness that tinged the nature around her. Pulling her spear from the bark in the tree, the ascended huntress passed her hand over it to heal what damage she’d done.

As her power collected in her palm however, something else caught her attention. Her nose still tingled with the smell of corruption, but it was... Different. Less potent, maybe even warped. Pupils narrowed into slits at the thought of another being hanging around despite her having made quick work of the other one. Quickly restoring the crack in the bark where her spear had viciously embedded itself, she followed her nose, once again on the hunt.

@burden-and-truth

[herbounty]

                    ❛    what business do you have with my men , admiral ?    ❜

@burden-and-truth​ / one - liner.

[vilefeather]

{Jeez Nami at least give the man the courtesy of tags}

@tidal-wanderer

[the-shadows-angel-archived]

//How many EZ Bake ovens does modern Morg own :^)

For the rest of the day my muse is under a Truth Serum and cannot lie in any way, shape, or form.

“Ha ha, very funny.” The baker grumbled, looking quite annoyed. 

“….When I was little I had 3….I still have them…” 

[ladybuvelle]

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JUST LET ME HAVE SOMETHING ;A;

// Have my best attempt at making Sona :|

This game is too Western. Sona is too anime.

[steel-and-fire]

🔥 (a headcanon of yours on taric)

Well...My Taric is not gay. He doesn’t chase after Ezreal, in fact i hate this ship. My Taric is attracted to beautiful things and feminity, which is mostly, but not restricted to, women. He already views himself as a very beautiful example of masculinity, so he doesn’t feel the need to seek what he already has.