Foreseen Yasuo Splash Art
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I think I WANNA fix this blog up a bit and toss him back in the wild eheeeee....
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what if....i did things on yasuo soon.......
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Yasuo
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rattles i wanna do more on yas, i know especially when i play more ruined king... doting eye emojis
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okay this may be overplayed but like what about bodyguard plots?
give me actress is being threatened or stalked so production hires a bodyguard. give me royalty (modern or medieval) who has had a bodyguard by their side their whole life.
give me all the resentment and fighting, the teasing that turns into flirtation, the training so that they can protect themselves. i need it alllll.
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βa memory of wind, by rachel swirsky
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vulpesseβ:
πππ πππππππππππ ππππππππ πππππ πππ πππππππππ ππ πππ ππππ πππππ πππ ππ
ππππππππ πππ ππππππππππππ, π
ππ πππππππ ππ πππππππ πππ ππππ ππππ - ππππ. truth to be told, ahri holds little regard to events such as this one β¬β¬ there is genuine mirth stretched across her doll - like features whilst she participates in all these schedules, but when it comes to the capricious whims of her heart, then things become much more arduous to regulate and handle in a proper manner.
the sudden echo of a familiar voice breaks the profound concentration in which ahri had burrowed herself. gaze rises, lashes flutter with unconcealed fatigue against flushed cheeks ; there is a smile unfurling across roseate tiers now, a gentle smile that replaces the vocalization of any unnecessary greeting. her spine straightens in an elegant motion and finally the idol saunters forward, thus diminishing the distance between them with gracious steps. β i donβt really have plans for the evening so i thought it would have been a good idea to practice a bit more. β a response that is undoubtedly amicable, but barren of true emotions: ahri does not allow others to glimpse beneath the mask of porcelain and gold, not that easy at least.
ahriβs breathing pace finally approaches its regular tempo once more, breastbone no longer rising and falling with quivering fervor. dainty hand then moves, her fingers brush against golden locks in soothing motions, as if to wash away a fatigue that she is not meant to outwardly showcase ; head cants, there shines a pensive gleam in the depth of wisteria - hued eyes. βmmmhhh, how come youβre still here ? i expected you to be busy with parties and celebrations.β
Β Β THERE WAS A LAUGH muffling from the base of his throat,Β eyes watching the woman with the sense of joy behind the stoic glance. Never a moment of peace for either the idol or dj, though one felt that his job was easier. A life of fame for everyone to see.Β βThe sensational Ahri with no plans?β Yasuo jests with a ever so slight smile twitching at his lips, distance closing in between the two. Carefully,Β he fetches the hand towel that was neatly folded on the chair βpon his arrival. Blood, sweat and tears was the idols way, whether it was intended or not.Β βYouβve let the music take over you judging by the pool of sweat. Youβre making my job look very , very easy.β his humor was light, offering the towel then gesturing for her to hydrate herself.Β
Β Β Yasuo shakes his head - surprised that she even thought he would be out participating.Β βPlaying music for lovers whilst i stand and watch? Iβve better things to do.β Surely he could spice up the night with serenades .. or make the night special with a certain someone.Β βI had prior engagements that needed my attention in the booth and was curious to see if you stayed behind the others..β a curiosity that was quenched.Β
Β Β He had felt as though the flow of music led him here - to this exact moment in time..
Β Β Β Β There was always admiration for how hard she worked, to live a life of no privacy and freedom.Β βYou look like you could use a break, perhaps something to eat in the cafeteria?βΒ Β he motions to her, not wanting her to dance herself to death on a night like this.Β βItβll be my treat - the food is better than any 5 star.β not true at all but it wasnβt terrible.
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Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β > will u be his valentine ββ
Β Β Β Β February fourteenth, a silly little holiday to encourage lovers of old and new with fiery passion. Admittedly, Yasuo didnβt quite understand the whole reason behind the day - when treating your love one everyday was more special. It wasnβt for him to be spoiled after all .. it was a certain idol who deserved the serenade. They were always stuck in the music booth or dance studio, being a popular idol had its downfalls with the constant pressures of being on top.Β
"Iβm surprised to still find you here." Yasuo remarks softly, peeking his head in the dance studio where he would find @vulpesseβ , working harder than ever. Now, he was surprised to find her still around - figuring sheβd have plans for valentines ( I mean look at her?! ). There was a sigh of relief beneath his breath . .Β Β "The others seemed to have left for planned events.."Β
Β Β The DJ gave his chin a light scratch, thinking of his already well though up plan - praying that it doesnβt fail. Maybe sheβd want to clean up first? the beads of sweat on her decadent skin that still made his heart pound.Β βI however donβt plan to leave anytime soon, what about yourself?β
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Yasuo study
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kazetonβ:
Folded arms raised and fell on his chest as Yone sighed. A gesture that is unnecessary, but one that Yasuo no doubt knows well enough. Disappointment. Even after all these years. A pitiful disappointment, this time around.
Shards of glass slide off his skirt, he feels one slide into his boot. A brief glance down dedicates that itβs not worth the trouble to be worried about that right now.Β
βAnd here I thoughtβ¦β Yone begins, his voice hoarse. βThat you would be capable of more resolve than this, brother.β
How pathetic. Yone isnβt quite sure who is more pathetic right now. The corpse watching his brother be drunk once more and somehow still thinking it can be different, or the drunk brother.
βYou should not let the nightmare of your guilt push you around like this. You never let anyone do that before. Why start now?β
Β Β Β Β Β A HEAVY sigh escapes his drunken stupor, eyes half lidded but do their best to retain focus on the figure before him. Perhaps he was more lost than he expected to be, in the caverns of his twisted guilt - plaguing every mere thought he had. How the might have fallen.Β "π³πππ π»ππππ
πΎ ππ ππ ππΎπππ
ππΎ, π»πππππΎπ. π©πππ ππ πΊ π½ππΏπΏπΎππΎππ πΏπππ .. " it was a pathetic joke and excuse, he even laughs at his own pity.Β
Β Β He puts his body weight on the sword as if it was a cane, thankfully it holds up. Yasuo could feel the judgmental gaze from his deceased yet alive brother, causing such a shiver to run down his spine.Β "π³ππΎ πππππππΊππΎπ ππΊππΎ π»πΎπΌπππΎ πππ»πΎπΊππΊπ»π
πΎ ππΎπΌπΎπππ
π," he stumbles over his words - but the emotion was plain as day.Β "πΊππ½ π½πππππππ ππΊπ πππ πππΎ ππππ½ πΊπ πΎπΊππΎ πππΊπ ππ ππΎπ½πππΊππππ πΌπππ
π½ πΌπππΎ .. ππππΎππΎπ ππ ππΎπΎππ πππ'ππΎ ππππ
π
ππΊπ
ππππ πΊππππππ ππππΎ." everything Yone had said was true. Why did he feel stuck in this never ending cage of guilt?Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β "π²π .. ππΊππΎ πππ πππ
π πππππ ππ π
πππ π½πππ ππππ ππΎ, π‘πππππΎπ ..?"
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help
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hi have a plot/starter call for moots! multis pls specify what muse,
rattles sword
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hi have a plot/starter call for moots! multis pls specify what muse,
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/ # unforgivenhonor . slow activity & highly selective & unaffiliated blog for yasuo of LoL/ruined king. ** headcanon based and canon-divergent** mun is 21+
( carrd. ) 18+ minors dni. ( other blog )
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