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by dazzy. Indie. Mutuals only. Low activity. Multimuse rp blog contains: oc (s), League of Legends, Genshin Impact, more to add if I get there. c:

Rules // Muses

[viiribus]

Darius didn’t need to look at the other bandits that held their weapons tight. The light in their eyes that showed their confidence at the large man. The Might seen this all too often. Cocky and weak in his eyes. Ones that wouldn’t even make the first hit on him. 

There was no more room to warn them again. Not like the Might would repeat himself when his tone and word was enough. An idiot, or a couple of them, would soon learn what it meant to not heed his warnings.

As the bandits began moving toward him, weapons to hurt him, probably kill him if he didn’t get out of their way. Darius, who fought for as long as he could remember, merely sighed. There were moments where he didn’t need a weapon on him. Fighting and defending with only his fists. 

One with a dagger barely had the chance to see his movements. A fist met his face, pushing him a few feet and knocking him out before he landed on the ground. A few saw this and paused. The other still charged forth, anger in their eyes as he punched their friend. The axe that was held by one seemed so puny to him. Easily catching the handle and stopping the man’s downward swing. Yanking it from his grasp as the other first met his chin. Sending him flying and landing on the others who were a few feet behind. 

There was only a moment of hesitation, letting out another sigh, debating on if he should really warn them again.

“Did you not hear me? I said leave.”

[blessercoeur]

DARIUS.

Darius made no motions as she continued to patch him up. His dizziness going away as he wasn’t moving so much. Growling lowly as she continued to speak when all he wanted was silence. To then leave right after when he got his belongings. Eyeing at her as he wasn’t going to move to lay down. His lips that rested in a thin line opened slightly to say something but was interrupted by several shouts outside.

The Might looked to the side as to where the screams began. Someone barged in and shut the door quickly. Scanning the room quickly for a hiding spot. Darius eyed the fool who was visibly shaking. If it was his own soldier he would definitely give them a kick in the ass.

He sighed to himself, standing once again to see what the fuss was all about.

Her gaze moved from him to the newcomer in a split second, hands quickly pausing her task and placing the items she was using on the bed the General was sitting on. It seemed they both had the same idea then, to go ask what had happened, but noticing one of her own to be fleeing, she raised a hand just at Darius’ chest, lightly pushing him back with it as if to stop him. “ No no, this is not your venue right now, just stay seated. I’ll deal with it. “ she said, her tone now worried rather than sarcastic, yet surprisingly demanding.

She rushed over to the familiar boy that had entered —one from the nearby village— and she went over to find somewhere for him to hide, all while asking what was happening. He seemed far too stressed to truly explain the issue, so all she heard was that there was something happening outside. Without thinking twice, she’d leave him hidden and go towards the door to check on what that would be.

To her surprise, they were bandits pillaging what little those people had, and some were already coming towards the small house they were in, leaving the woman mildly frozen in shock.

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A brow rose eyeing the woman who insisted that he stay seated. Sitting down still ready to be on the move while she tended to the frightened person. He could already sense something wrong without even needing to hear what the frightened boy had to say. His gaze stayed at the door, waiting for someone to come enter after.

Darius noticed then that she was frozen in place at whatever she saw. Standing now, not caring to comply to her demands any longer.

As a few men noticed the lady staring at them. Smirks appearing on their faces. Some making jokes to see if she would react. A man was close now to her face. Darius could even smell the stench coming off from the bandit.

He was about to open his mouth to say something so very offensive to her. But his eyes caught sight of a tall figure just behind her. The look of confidence in his face was now replaced with fear.

Darius merely folded his arms over his bare chest. The man slowly moving backwards. Staring at a man but eyes felt as if a beast was stalking him. A prey to be torn to shreds. The Might then placed an arm in front of the woman, pushing her behind him as he made it outside of the house. His gargantuan frame for all to see. All eyes on him as he continued to stare at the one who now sat on his ass.

"Leave."

His voice deep and low but every bandit heard. Some still held weapons in hand and moved slowly toward him.

[viiribus]

this still makes me cry. XD when your 1v1 basketball buddy finds out you’re actually a bit smart.

I still gotta write the starter to get this friendship but i’m big lazy

[viiribus]

I hate and love how easy I can plot random shit with my friend so easily. Didn't think I need darius and sett doing 1v1 in basketball. Like I need that shit???

@bigboisett I love you I fucking hate you to bits fjsbdjns

[viiribus]

@sanguiresse​ said: "So grumpy," Vladimir says, sauntering up to Darius's side and quickening his pace to keep up with him. "What's on your mind? Anything at all? Or is that too difficult for you, these days?"

The large man was going home after a long day at work. He did more today to finish up the work. His coworkers asked him to join them at a bar but he politely declined. Wanting to get home since he was so very tired. Many joked and teased that he had a date of some sort but he just waved them off and even gave them a finger. Causing more laughs and jokes as they all parted ways.

His face now set in its usual grumpy look, he walked the streets that led to his apartment. Hearing a voice so close his side now, raising a brow as he continued walking on. 

“Something wrong with me being grumpy?” He growled back. “What? got nothing to do except bother me? No friends?”

[viiribus]

Darius made no motions as she continued to patch him up. His dizziness going away as he wasn’t moving so much. Growling lowly as she continued to speak when all he wanted was silence. To then leave right after when he got his belongings. Eyeing at her as he wasn’t going to move to lay down. His lips that rested in a thin line opened slightly to say something but was interrupted by several shouts outside.

The Might looked to the side as to where the screams began. Someone barged in and shut the door quickly. Scanning the room quickly for a hiding spot. Darius eyed the fool who was visibly shaking. If it was his own soldier he would definitely give them a kick in the ass.

He sighed to himself, standing once again to see what the fuss was all about. 

[viiribus]

Darius only nodded as he listened to the other’s story. Whether with interest or not, he had to keep an image of some sort. Having to at least be courteous as best he could. He turned to face his talkative ‘friend’ of this party.

“Seems like it. Seems it’s like the only thing people know.” His eyes studied the other once more, asking himself if he ever got his name. “Don’t think I got your name.”

He would soon forget it once he leaves this party and go about his usual duties. The thought of going back seemed like a better idea every minute that passed by.

[viiribus]

For some reason, Darius couldn’t truly believe that. At least most he knew a little bit of politics considering their aristocratic position. Mostly to look good to others that they aren’t incompetent. The Might was lucky enough to even remember a few things. Boring but he knew a few things at least. Preferring battle and war plans, not politics that caused him to snooze through it.

“No. Like I said. He’s busy with other important things. His schedule was too full that he couldn’t make time to come here.”

Darius’ eyes watched the other closely, a grimace on his features. He wondered how long he would have to be here. A woman came over with a drink in hand, her face slightly pink from the amount of alcohol she had. A forced smile appeared on the Hand’s face as he chatted quickly with her. She was soon called away by her husband who also had a few too many drinks.

“Then what do you do? If you really no nothing of politics.”

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Noxian Sett, @half-beast-bastard​ said: "Surprising. A big man like you here. You lost, buddy? You look like you're gonna pop a blood vessel."

The Might's lips remained a thin line as the other approached him. Insulting him in his own way. Most would shiver in fear to even talk in this fashion to the Hand of Noxus. Or to simply hearing someone say it would only mean high disrespect and sometimes ending up in death.

"Ha. Big words for a cocky bastard like you huh. Mind where you stand, boy."

Darius warned him, whether he took the hint or not didn't matter to him. It was rare he would even hint at the title that rested upon his shoulders. But he wouldn't ever let such words fly by like that.

[viiribus]

The hope for quietness wasn’t going to happen. He had a feeling the woman would want to ask things. Small talk as he was told was something people felt comfortable with. Darius wasn’t one for small talk. He’d rather have important things said or not at all. If it wasn’t relevant then there wasn’t any need to answer. Usually, a growl or him leaving was enough. There were times where he was impatient when one would run their tongue instead of getting to the point. 

His eyes went to lock on with hers. A few seconds ticked by as if he was pondering on whether to answer or not. 

“I do what I need for Noxus. Sleep and other things come later.” Tone flat, wanting this to be over so he could go on with his duties. “Are you done? I don’t like wasting my time.”

[viiribus]

Spots to kiss // selectively accepting.

@of-broken-wings​ said: a kiss on the sternum. (Aneya)

A yawn left the large man as he turned to rest on his back. Stretching a little as to not disturb the other who was sleeping soundly next to him. Turning again to face them, resting an arm over their frame. Being as gentle and making sure his arm was lightly placed over them. 

Watching the delicate and soft face that slept with not a care in the world. It was sweet and comforted him. As if they felt someone watching them, Aneya’s eyes fluttered opened, resting their gaze on the man before letting out a small yawn. 

“Hey, sleepyhead.”

Darius smiled as he moved in closer to place a kiss on their forehead. Aneya smiled back before placing their own kiss in the middle of the man’s chest. Mostly still tired as they didn’t have the energy to tilt their head up to snatch a kiss from his lips.

[viiribus]

If it looks like I know what i’m doing with darius I really don’t know what i’m doing with this man. ouo I feel like I know but when my hands touch the keyboards, my brain goes into dial tone.

[sagamemes]

spots to kiss.   since y’all like kissing prompts—and who wouldn’t, honestly–so have a collection of places to press your lips to. many of these work perfectly fine for platonic or familiar affection while some are a bit steamier, though what counts as what is of course naturally dependent on the muses and the context. send ‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [number] ’ to kiss my muse there, or with # for dealer’s choice. context and description allowed and encouraged. feel free to use the last option  ( 57 )  to give the kiss on any fantasy or scifi body parts not listed here.

a kiss on the top of the head.

a kiss to hair.

a kiss on the forehead.

a kiss on the space between eyebrows.

a kiss on the temple.

a kiss on the cheek.

a kiss on the eyelid or the undereye.

a kiss on the nose

a kiss on the ear.

a kiss on that space where jaw connects.

a kiss on the corner of the mouth.

a kiss on the cupid’s bow.

a kiss on the lips.

a kiss on the chin.

a kiss on the jawline.

a kiss on the back of the neck.

a kiss on the underside of the jaw.

a kiss on the throat.

a kiss on the side of the neck.

a kiss on where the back of the neck turns to shoulder.

a kiss above the collarbone.

a kiss along the collarbone.

a kiss on the space between collarbones.

a kiss on the shoulder.

a kiss on the bicep.

a kiss on the forearm.

a kiss on the elbow.

a kiss on the outside of the wrist.

a kiss on the inside of the wrist.

a kiss on the back of the hand.

a kiss on the palm.

a kiss on a finger.  ( which one? )

a kiss on the side of the ribs.

a kiss on the shoulder blade.

a kiss on the space between shoulder blades.

a kiss along the curve of the spine.

a kiss on the upper back.

a kiss on the lower back.

a kiss on the sternum.

a kiss on a pec / breast.

a kiss under the breast.

a kiss on where the sternum ends.

a kiss on the stomach.

a kiss on the navel.

a kiss on the hipbone.

a kiss on the ‘v’.

a kiss on the front of the thigh.

a kiss on the back of the thigh.

a kiss on the inner thigh.

a kiss on the knee.

a kiss on the calf.

a kiss on the ankle.

a kiss on the heel.

a kiss on the foot.

a kiss on a toe.

a kiss on an nsfw body part not listed here.  ( where? )

a kiss on a sfw body part not listed here.  ( where? )

[viiribus]

A dog huh?

This noble was quite the odd one for the choice of words. He may as well humour him. He still didn’t like nobles and how high and mighty they are. Shaking his head as he turned his attention to the many other attendees that were chatting amongst one another.

“Clean huh? You’re a strange one."

Darius stood, fixing the suit that he was wearing. Inspecting it as well as showing that he wasn’t much of a talker to the one speaking. He was an odd one indeed and something about him just made his skin crawl. But it was most likely due to him being here. 

[viiribus]

Darius didn’t fight against her touch, simply letting it happen as he was trying to calm his head. His body that now was screaming for him to rest. Ignoring it, as usual, there was no time to rest at all. Even if he was heavily injured he wouldn’t stop.

Turning to face her, gaze studying her closely. Most would take the opportunity, even if it was a coward’s choice, to kill him when he was vulnerable. But she didn’t. Showing her distaste before to him about Noxus. It would be a shame if she didn’t become a citizen. Darius speaks of strength but he knows that those who help heal the injured are just as important. 

“Fine....”

He simply said as he sat down on the bed he had rested on before. Leaning forward, resting his arms on his thighs.

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