#heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[mydays]

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[esreal]

@weldlune / we do be plotting tho...

700M ALTITUDE ABOVE SEA LEVEL, the bustling settlements below are barely within eyesight by this point. Dusk has just started to give way to utter darkness, the rising moon feels close enough to touch. After a day filled with climbing & subsequent acclimation to the heights he's reached, its needless to say Ezreal borders on a breathless exhaustion that necessitates setting up camp.

Climb high, sleep low - a maxim any skilled climber would use. He's cleared summits before, but not in quite a while nor quite this high. He would like to find the locket of the iron Solari alive, thank you very much. Even if it takes the extra few days.

The downwards slope he's been following descends into a clearing, large enough for the small tent secured to the bottom of his backpack & then some . . . then some more. Ezreal's eyes meet a few crude, yet well-established structures before he pauses, bringing himself into the brush & closer to the mountainous walls as cover. Flags & design are unique & certainly recognizable - it piques his interest, yet furrows his brows - he doesn't quite know what to expect seeing the Solari so close, so quickly. Stepwise, careful to avoid the snapping of twigs, to kick any rocks, trip on roots at the worst possible time to get caught; he creeps forward.

Perhaps he's glad that he did, peering from behind the base of a coniferous tree - the gleam of metal armor catches Ezreal's eye & he squints. The acrid scent of iron finally reaches his nose, & the explorer thinks he knows the full story by now. A good idea of it, at least.

The Solari aren't necessarily liked. Ezreal's done his research - while never quite the most exciting part of the trip, he begrudges its importance after being caught out embarrassingly in Ionian swampland after not reading up on its magical prowess. The Solari like each other - they really like the sun, from what he's seen - what they do not like are heretics, the moon . . . In a word, the Lunari. If it's anything to go by, the bountiful anthropological studies performed on the former sect & the niche, almost controversial in its accuracy literature on the latter paint an easy picture. Then again, some people just hate cults & want an excuse to act out some sort of anti-religious catharsis . . .

He doesn't judge! Nope, not at all - not the small figure that crouches down next to one of the body & strips the recently deceased zealot's armguard from his corpse. A rifle of sorts, dark in its color & sleek in design rests just against his body, propped lightly within the dirt. This guy? He does not judge one bit - he'd like to find the locket of the iron Solari alive.

" Wow, " a breath splits the exclamation in half, " I would hate to be one of these guys. " With a languid motion, he slides out from behind the tree & speaks first. Alerts the boy-assassin to his presence ( these types just hate being snuck up on! ) before putting his hands up. He's non-threatening, he'd like to think, even if he can feel the crackle of magical energy within his joints, aching for a reason to use.

" Which I'm not! I'm not one of these guys, in case you were wondering. " A smile, so charming - he's nailed it.

[ajaegerpilot]

as is tradition i demand u tell me ur 69th song. and also ur 4th and 20th as a treat

tyyy fatuma for always being #1 loyal fan <3333

memories by the midnight

the god of loss by darlingside <333 (my #1 artist this year i listened to them apparently >26 hours)

alive by graeme james

[flyzireael-blog]

@midnightveiled      liked for a starter.

STANDING UNDER THE SHELTER     of an abnormally large Willow tree, Ciri took a moment to catch her breath. Gods Teeth, did these monsters ever relent? For now, she’d lost the attention of the Striga but it would not be long before the hungry hate driven beast was to catch onto her scent again. Thankfully, it was raining. So hard in fact that even Ciri found it hard to run without slipping somehow, but she had magic on her side so recovery would be swift if she was to fall down. Still, her only concern currently was to lose the rabid bitch Striga and head back over to Elise with the concoctions she had collected to ease her pain and treat her wounds. 

❝ this outing just gets more fun by the second. Whew knew gathering herbs would be so perilous... ❞

[bigyellowtruck]

I see you lil awake friends

[teasnail]

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[boone-ellis-blog]

[Boone had never met a horse in his life until he showed up at the Colony two years ago.

He was a city kid, through and through, his parents never really the kind for petting zoos and pony rides. But he volunteers all over now, helps wherever help is needed, and the stables are usually looking for someone willing to help out. 

And so he's learned things, more things than he can ever wrap his head around about care and feeding and whatever else and he hardly even remembers the first day he'd volunteered and stood in front of one of the animals, said something inane like "wow, it's big."

It's dark, getting darker, as he ducks out, leaves behind the warm smell of hay and the quiet of swishing tails and munching teeth. And, quite frankly, he's just not paying attention, gets a few steps from the stable doors before he's doing a double-take, caught by surprise.] — Shit.

Sorry, I mean — hi?

[we-came-as-titans]

12, 13, 22, 45, 50, 146 (〜￣▽￣)〜

ew go away12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? The Ghost of You by My Chemical Romance, Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey, Over The Love by Florence and The Machine, The Last Hope by Paramore, and 505 by Arctic Monkeys~ c:  13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?nooo not really because it gets really tangled but i let people play with my hair bc i’m nice :322. Where would you like to travel? FUCKING EVERYWHERE not but seriously, i’d love to go to Europe. It’s like my dream.45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? my mother lol no but she will seriously kill me if she realized how late i wake up bc she always texts me to make sure if i’m okay but it’ll be like 1 in the afternoon and i won’t text her back cause i’m asleep and then SHE KNOWS sooo i try to avoid getting killed :’D 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? black~146. Was today a good day? ehhh not really, i don’t feel good, my body hurts, and my asthma is acting up again :cother than that HI HUDA BBY ;3;