#haymcker

[ofoni]

@haymcker​ 

Mark Itto scared and horny. 

[umbranatus]

#𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 .                   ❛  moments like this are what i imagine heaven to be like .  ❜        (   @haymcker​​   )

𝐈𝐓  𝐈𝐒  𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  radiant  morning  in  the  First  Lands.  cooler,  morning  air  waltzed  through  the  balcony  across  the  room.  it  bounced  off  the  four  walls,  filling  it  with  smell  of  wet  grass  &&  melodic  bird  tunes.  they  were  certainly  active  already,  catching  their  breakfast  while  them?  they  preferred  to  catch  bits  of  sleep.  well,  Sett  did,  for  the  ninja  himself  is  well  up  &&  bathing  in  the  sunlight.  at  this  season  of  the  year,  it’s  warm  during  the  day,  but  not  enough  to  choke  you  with  steaming  air.  it  was . . . perfect.  perhaps  this  is  what  the  He-Beast  meant  by  those  words.

𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍  𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃.  fingers  stretching  from  underneath  his  chin.  he  was  sitting  by  the  wide  opened  balcony  to  fully  awake  to  the  sounds  of  their  beloved  Ionia.   ❝   first  words  of  today  &&  already  a  flattery.  i  could  gladly  get  used  to  it.  ❞   his  hand  wandered  upon  Sett’s  carmine  locks   ⎯⎯⎯⎯   to  play  with  them,  rub  &&  coil  around  the  fingers  upon  finally  giving  the  soft,  fuzzy  ears  their  long  awaited  attention.  Kayn  certainly  did  not  mind  the  Vastaya  to  use  his  thigh  as  a  pillow,  quite  the  opposite  ⎯⎯⎯⎯   he  found  it  extremely  charming.   ❝   did  you  sleep  well,  my  Heart?  ❞

[sonofshin]

“In your dreams. Other than you, I am a thoroughbred.”

[weldlune]

@haymcker /  ☾

Aphelios knows what he looks like. He’s diminutive and meek looking, with a confidence that seems unearned. It’s how he funds his travels — people bet against him, and then they pay for it. Perhaps it’s not a use of the noctum Alune approves of, but she’s not the one who has to eat and find a place to sleep every morning when the sun threatens the horizon again. 

     One day, Aphelios, her voice rings clear in his mind as he steps past the curtain and into a narrower, quieter hallway, the sun will no longer threaten our beautiful moon, and you and I will be together again. Perhaps so, but until then he needs to eat. The Pit is where Ionia’s best and most brutal fighters gather, or so he’d heard, and so far it doesn’t disappoint. The wealth and power seems to ooze out of every inch of the place, and Aphelios is certain that if he looked far enough he could find someone who could beat him. Maybe not with the noctum, but certainly without. You are not invincible, Aphelios. Remember that. 

     How Aphelios wishes she were right. 

     His face is impassive as he strides down the hallway, unbothered by the fighters and the strange looks they give him. It’s not the first time he’s got strange looks, and it won’t be the last either.

[highordinal]

@haymcker​

[xayae]

@haymcker​​ ❤ for a starter !

vastayan blood spilled is a waste, but this one was making her think otherwise. it’s been only minutes since the two vastayans met, but he was already making xayah drive up the wall.

⠀ ❝  i’m on fairly okay terms with most vastayans i meet. but you —— are really getting on my last nerve. ❞

[dustedlegacy]

Previous || @haymcker​

Why did he think trying to reason with the big feller would be anything but pleasant? Reaching for the worn brim of a maroon hat that never seemed to stray too far from his person, Gabriel could only hope things wouldn’t get too chaotic. Golden eyes befitting that of a predator stared down at him, eyeing him for his smaller stature and lean build as opposed to pure brute strength displayed akin to a lion’s mane in the larger male’s physique. A drop of sweat eased down, thankful for the cover of a wide brim overshadowing the upper half of his face. With his own body crouched low to the ground, a hand splayed itself against the earthen skin to notice vibrations passing through.

Hardly daring to look upwards, even then the heavy gaze of eyes lingering over him was unmistakable. However, minor fortune would smile for only a moment as the attention shifted from him to being focused entirely on Sett after standing up and proclaiming himself to the world. All the Wanderer would do was pull his hat over his eyes and wish he had been paired up with any one else, but,  Power was needed and their skills would see to it that victory was achieved.

◆ “ I wish ya hadn’t done that.. ” Gabriel muttered, exhaling a short breath before tendrils of dust began to seep from his body to vanish completely in nothing but barely noticeable lines slithering across the field for a better position that wasn’t.. In the MIDDLE of EVERYTHING. 

[vulpesse-arc]

Hesitation weighs heavily ‘pon her shoulders. Although Ahri would usually either ignore or ferociously hunt down those who intruded within the confines of ( her ) forest without being previously invited, she is now unsure on what to do   /   Lithe fingers burn in the name of beastly violence whilst her heart trembles underneath the ferocity of each sentiment that crashes against it, as if her ribcage was home to a tempestuous sea whose furious waves could no longer be subdued or silenced. She had heard about him, before... She had heard the way in which both Vastayan and humans would refer to him   ──   Offspring of both yet loved by none. Whilst her tails leisurely whip against invisible foes, the vulpine creature settles her curious gaze ‘pon his visage, molding her facial features into an expressionism that is as amiable as it is mischievous.   ❝  Have you really come all the way here just to greet me ? Oh, how lovely of you.  ❞ 

STARTER CALL ! ♡ @haymcker​ .