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holyfervor liked your sass call:
“You would think a being of exceptional aura and strength beyond my comprehension... would choose something more effective than a simple double edged, straight blade with its tip hammered into a diamond. How do you strike anything? How do you stab anything? Utterly bizarre, and impractical.”
Yi said as he tried to play it cool while bleeding profusely from the nose against immortal auras.
holyfervor replied to your post “i believe there’s a theory that justicar aatrox is the version of his...”
what if they just assumed it was kayle or something. wrongly attributing shit. "some weird non human thing with a sword did it? ok it was probably /this/ mythological figure, then"
holy shit
“Sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind.”
although he wanted to disagree with the statement, he understood that the man he once was is long dead.
bit by bit, he sacrificed his humanity. bit by bit, he became that living doll that everyone insisted he was. and bit by bit, he became more of the demon that the people feared. they reviled him as a monster, and so he became.
the virtuoso idly tossed the crystal blades to his side, and they seemingly melted out of existence.
“It must be a relief, no? to relinquish the pain that comes with living. and in the end, to feel nothing.”
an amused chuckle escaped him.
“luckily, i know no such pain.”
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she is feverishly holy
hot damn, someone call a doctor!
‘ everyone else has moved on, but i am still here. ’
“Of course. The weakwilled and the weakminded will undoubtedly forget our cause, why we are still here.”
Demacia had moved on. Noxus had moved on. Indeed, if it weren’t for their occasional intervening, their existence would become a myth and nothing more. But that was something she had been willing to accept the moment she picked up the hammer.
She had accepted her destiny, even if it meant being left behind by everyone she had loved.
“But you are not alone in this endeavor.”
Ⓐ pretend i asked this on avery im too lazy to log out
Attractiveness:
repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words
Personality:
grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible || wonderful
How likely they would have sex with them:
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex
Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
How good of a kisser:
worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed
@scholaroftheoccult
44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them?
Character Solidifying
[Tahm’s entire life goal is one long quest to find the best flavours and the best way to sate his hunger. He’s constantly trying to fill his own needs, and has very little to no regard for anyone else trampled in his achievement of this satiation.
Because Tahm’s life is very much... Indefinite, for the time being, or so he sees it, there is no endgame objective for him. He doesn’t have a life goal, and the only big missions he sees himself possibly being inclined to overcome are the cessation of the Void influence and the assured safety of Bilgewater from the Black Mist.
Other than that, his life remains a cycle of deal making and payment claiming.]
❛ they always trust me to be someone who i don’t even want to be. ❜
how her words rung true. it’d been a pattern that jhin had long grown used to. rarely could one afford complete openness, complete vulnerability.
the pure soul was shackled and chained by the expectations of others, their perceptions warped– tricked into something they did not want, until they became someone whom they no longer knew.
it was tragic.
‘is that so?’ he inquired. empathy– while rare– was not unheard of, on the part of the virtuoso.
‘– it is a tragic thing. that those whom mold you are the first to cast their judgement. like stones.’
