#kny open

[arcanedrifts]

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ezreal emerges from the alleyway situated beside the local arcade and walks around to the front of the building. he is covered in twigs and leaves, grinning brilliantly, as though he has just secured some grand victory.

“hey. check this out.”

he addresses the nearest person, whoever they may be, infinite in their misfortune, as they will now possibly have to talk to this man. ezreal opens his gloved hand to reveal a small, half-empty can of motor oil.

[missingflame]

"I may have gotten carried away while practicing around the kitchen, yet again"

"I've come up with different recipes for chocolate milkshake, ...and no decision on which one's best."

[wildberryoras]

     VALENTINES are luxuries he hasn’t been able to afford to have until this year, between being captured before he could experience February in his timeline, maniacal overseers settings monsters loose on the 14th, or just not having anyone he wanted to bother about it.

This year, he has someone in mind. Given how busy that someone is, he might not know the holiday exists. Aw well.

 It’s wonderful all the same, enough to inspire him to hang homemade paper garlands from tree branches, filling them with hearts. It’s one thing to love someone. It’s another to feel that they love you too, in whatever capacity it may be.

But... he’s getting the impression he got carried away when making his decorations. He stares into the box still overflowing and wonders who he could enlist for help...

*:・ﾟ☆

[edibledragons]

“It’s cold and dark. It’s been dark. What if I make a really good stew?”

[cremaxion]

open starter! | mutuals only

Ah shit. I should have seen that coming.

He has come to rely solely on his quirk alone that he forgot being stripped off of it could lead to his impending death when coming across the wrong crowd. Timing the limitations of his abilities is something he needs to work on. He shouldn’t have provoked those assholes the second they tried to rob him; maybe then they wouldn’t have given him a brutal beating even after realizing that he has nothing for them to rob. Every aching muscle in his body seizes up as he slides down the brick wall— everything about him now a bloody, bruised mess.

He lifts his left arm up to get a feel of his throbbing abdomen only to remember that he couldn’t move his left arm at all. That damn chick still has it immobilized which could be one of the most important factors as to why he was not able to put up a good fight. 

A wheezing cough punches the breath out of him and leaves an excruciating sting in his ribs. He takes in a sharp gasp of breath before leaning his head back against the wall as he tries to keep himself from blacking out.

[raihxn]

cold weather really isn’t his gig. raihan remembers vaguely, as a child, visiting circhester and being utterly blind-sided by the sheer frigidity of the place. snow is pretty, sure, but the gym leader much prefers warmer weather.

he’s dressed himself more accordingly. those shorts ... were not gonna cut it!

chin tucked down into the red scarf he’s looped around his neck in the wide-collar of his hoodie, raihan pushes gently off of the ice in the rink, skating with a practiced ease that makes him look like a natural. occasionally, he skates backwards to change it up. for the most part, however, he’s making the best of an otherwise lovely festival, eyes locked on the light displays visible around the rink.

[herosburden]

The festivities are a comfort; the sun may have vanished, but the world goes on in its own way, with a joyous feeling in the air despite the cold. The attractions are so busy, though... you’d rather wait to take your turn when there aren’t so many people gathered around.

In the meantime, you know exactly what to do. You’ve brought your trusty cooking pot out to the streets, choosing a safe area to build a fire under it. The contents of the pot have come to a quiet simmer, giving off a rich aroma. Hmm... you add more spices, for good measure.

[crestintrigue-blog]

❥⎹ Another day, A new place. He wasn’t particularly excited about this new adventure though he supposed that receiving a nice fluffy upon his arrival was nice and he thought the best course of action before finding out anything about his new location was to just simply curl up with the blanket and nap. After all, if sleep is calling who is he to decline such a thing ! It’s best to sleep when sleep is coming upon you ... 

❥⎹ So he laid the blanket down on the ground, relaxing himself into the warmth of it and wrapping himself up in a cacoon almost before closing his eyes and curling into a ball on the ground, how he could sleep on the ground was beyond many but he still did it anyways. He could feel some eyes on him but he paid them no mind

        ❛ It’s rude to stare ... especially when someone is trying to sleep, Are manners above people in this place ? ❜