#withperfecttempo

[vilestblood]

I have mentioned it before, but...

He tortures church people to death, particularly executioners, and makes them last for days.

Sky burials for them — while they're still alive.

[necrofntasia]

​❝  thou carries a gleam, a small light, a meagre flame but a flame nonetheless. you wander too far from your keep. ❞

♡  @withperfecttempo

[rosespun]

❝  there is too much power in a title.  they are so easily cast on another,  it is blinding,  it is all they see when they look at you,  all they will know you as.  the thought  …  frightens me.  ❞  

@withperfecttempo      /  ​  𝚗𝚘𝚗 - 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗

[stormbleed]

‘ every star is another story , every night a different sky ’ @withperfecttempo

   she picks out patterns in the stars: a constellation here, another there. ones she had found in books grabbed from the scions. the patterns are easy to remember but it's finding them that proves difficult.

   olixia lifts an arm, fingers poised to pluck a star from the depths of the sky.

   " does the quiet one think there are more happy stories in the sky - or sad? "

   she thinks of the warriors of darkness, playing the villain so they could be heroes - or at least a fragment of such.

[ioniacriminal]

The web of his ribcage could not carry the throbbing heart, could not support the adrenaline, the fear, the anxiety, the joy, the hesitancy  – all the sentiments her presence originated albeit unclear was the certainty of her identity. Was his vision playing tricks on him, again? Countless were the times he had dreamt about her, about the past of two curious souls trying to be inserted in a society that did not accept them wholly, discovering comfort     –    albeit silent, extremely warming     –   in one another, as if both blood-related, yet there was not a single cellule in their bodies that made it possible. She had become so much with mere voiceless conversations, hand in hand exploring the world that was permitted to them, laughing without fearing the judgmental eyes, fingers pointing at, malice exuding from their mannerism. She gave him meaning, gave him a name to fight for, a pride to the half he did not want to have... And most importantly, a connection that he knew would never be fragmented independently of the years.

At one point, he thought she did not make through the mayhem, surrendering to the impending demise executed by armor and sword, heartless beasts embedded in human forms. He had lived his life blaming his weakness and the body not fully bestial to arrive fast enough. He had clawed his way in such small form, through the rifts of death and fear, escaping from the evil teeth of swords, only to met an empty shell; no trace from her, from those who never cared, from the one who kept them alive. He thought they took them away, tortured, ridiculed. He thought... He had lost his only friend.

Years may have furiously passed by him, she had changed, he had changed, but her eyes! Her eyes were distinctively exquisite, azure     –   many times he had pointed at her hues and the sky, silently telling her it was the same. It could not be someone else! Could not! So he rushed through the mass of drunkards, watching her moving perpendicularly, not knowing he was there. Not knowing as well that he was alive. He wanted so bad to call her name, to highlight his presence with words, but his mouth did not follow his commands, his voice did not pass through his throat. So he ran, shoved bodies away, shoved whatever was in the way... Only to reach out to curl a hand around her arm, turning her around    –   facing her.

But words. Words did not make through the ocean of emotions.

@withperfecttempo​

[fxlgurkinesis]

“ well, this is quite the mess -- however, i think it’s definitely solvable. ” she speaks, and with a soft hand she guides the maven towards a small lounge before she went off to grab a brush, or two (just in case). “ this may take a while, so, feel free to get comfortable.” she speaks softly, already moving to pull small pins from the hair tangle closest to her.

                                                         closed starter // @withperfecttempo​

[herbounty]

ѩ - Are there any characters that you love, but simply cannot role play? 

there are plenty of characters i hold dear to me, but i can’t write them for the life of me. and if you were to ask me to make a list … well, i can make a short list of the characters i’d love to write out one day.

Outside of League.

Cortana (Halo games), Scarlet Witch (Comic based), Namine (KH), Hinata Hyuuga (Naruto), Mileena (MK games), Mara Jade (Star Wars EU), Mary Jane Watson (Renew Your Vows based), Petra Venj (Destiny games), Midna (TLOZ:TP), Rose Wilson or Poison Ivy (DC), Firekeeper (DS3), Plaindoll or Annalise (Bloodborne), Hana Song (OW), Ninja Girl (Hotline Miami - blog still up, just inactive), and many more.

Inside of League.

Ahri, Ashe, Akali, Syndra, Janna, ORIANNA, Vi, Caitlyn, Evelynn, Sejuani, Neeko, Jhin, Shen, Kai’sa, Jinx, Kayle, Nidalee, Xayah, Sivir, Soraka, Vayne, and Zyra.

[lightshielded]

Dragon prompt?

prompts / elder brood — no longer accepting  

where is the etwahl? its her jewellery of course :>