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selective Ezreal from League of Legends. 5+ years rp experience (3+ on Tumblr). OCs OK. cross-fandom OK. one-liner, para, novella — all OK. written by cleric, a meme loving fuck. 18+. nsfw themes, no smut.
❛——-Yes sir.❜
A grin, nearly childlike and pure in expression, appeared on the psychic’s face. She walks—- Which is in fact and rare occurrence—towards the man, fitting between gripped hands. How exciting!
Trying to mask his perturbed expression, though the disbelief in his eyes could be clearly noted as hands were placed on the underside of her arms. Fingers curls slightly to better grip her though not applying too much pressure, no need for her to cry out in pain just yet. Lifting her up in the air, amazed at how the psychic was acting like a mere child before him.
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so there’s 1,000+ of you people following this oc now. i’ve managed to convince 1k of you guys that this is a good character !! fist pumps the air. really though, i appreciate it a ton. not even a follower forever can add up to my appreciation. this is in no order whatsoever. i’m too lazy to place this into alphabetical order or even write more right now g osh. { art by x }. uvu
those i consider as friends. uvu
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❛————-Yes. A Leader. Nothing more, sadly, nothing less. To most it is a very worthy title, but to us, It simply means protecting our gyms, and the area around it. ❜
It was unnerving the way he spoke to her, And how the citizens seemed not concerned, continuing their daily lives, without glancing towards the two. Was there something more important than thispossiblydangerous Intruder lurking in the city?
❛I never—Implied that. You—-❜
She could feel the order and focus within her mind, slipping, There was something about his tone. Something that she was not used to. she needed to remain dignified.
Absorbing the information freely given it did not sounds too appealing to him. Since it was a new land that was unknown to him perhaps this was the closest title they had to a royal. Musing over it, completely oblivious as to how they were ignored.
❝ That sounds rather...mundane. ❞
Commenting on her opinion though it was more to himself than to her. A curl of lips, a threatening smile in place. Which looked out of place on him. He was a man of nothing more than rough muscles and calloused skin. The appearance of a smile was nothing more than a sign. A sign that this was the calm before the storm.
❝ Then what did you mean? ❞
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Even though he was still incredibly taller than she, Yvaine kept her back straight and face stern. Who was this person to think he could come in here and ask if she was the strongest like it wasn’t a big deal? She remained still, trying to read his face, but to no avail.
"Denton." She answered through a tight jaw. It’d be foolish to give him her first name or her title of Her Majesty, regardless of whether or not he figured it out.
"Why are you here asking for the strongest, if I may?"
Expression remained neutral not wanting to hint what his ulterior motives were but he sensed the suspicion that could not be missed. The exiled royal realized that he was not more round about his need for information, probably too forthcoming for this stranger's comfort though he had no particular tact for it. Or care for that matter. Though for now he was willing to be careful on what he said.
❝ Denton. ❞
Repeating the name given but paying no heed to it, after all it would mean nothing to him later on if they would not give him what he needed to know.
❝ To enlist them into my aide. ❞
or kill them.
Being mindful not to say the last part as a vicious smile appeared, which somehow contradicted his words due to the savageness that was depicted from it. Ganondorf was only driven by one thing & that was power, either they join him or they die.
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sʜᴀʟʟ ɪ ɢʀᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪsʜ?
His murmurings are processed carefully, for they are spoken so they may not be ignored. He had warned in such a manner to make it undeniably clear that he would kill her did she not heed his words, and at that, her nails dig into his wrist just ever so slightly. Where she may have agreed to take him into the world of light which he so desired to rule, she was far from being that disposable. She was nothing if not a woman of thought and action. She would need to reserve herself until she knew his intentions fully. Where she loathed the Twili peoples’ opinion to make Zant the King, she wished them no true harm. Who was she to know if this man would not come for her world once he conquered that of one opposite? Who was she to know what his defined intentions were?
For truthfully, he was a man of power. He held a fractioned reserve; she felt it radiating off him like a current. Power which she so craved, it almost had her leaning into him as it was. But doing such a thing would be far too obvious if she carried it out, would it not?
“I am not a mere pawn,” she murmured carefully, stepping back from him, or at least, as far back as would allow. His hold on her hair remained fixed, and breaking it would be cause for problems. To do so would be to spread her tresses, undoubtedly snapping his wrist, or at the very least make him wince. That would anger him—she knew it without question. The real question was, how far could she push him before he turned on her? There was only one way of finding out, for she certainly was not going to tolerate his tugging her around like some disobedient dog on a leash.
With lift akin to that of a hand, her sunset locks twisted in his grip, expanding so he could no longer wrap his fingers around them, and once free, they pushed him back. Not exactly roughly, but enough to allow the monarch to be some breathing room. She found it hard to gather her thoughts properly when he leaned too close—whether that was the excess of power he gave off, his sheer size or words alone was better left unsaid. Florid eyes narrowed ever so slightly. She did not like feeling weak, feeling apprehensive to push him away—she liked to be sure of her actions, and yet, she waited on the other end for some form of punishment.
She steeled herself, tipping her chin ever so defiantly as her hair fluttered with the breeze, entirely innocent. She may have needed him to rule this realm, to rule over the Twili, but she was not to be handled in such a manner. She was not some toy for his amusement, not something he could mess with to slate his boredom. She would not fall to his hands for his solitary enjoyment. Had his intentions been to be rough with her and demean her in any way possible, he was sorely mistaken. If he was going to be pulling moves such as these, so would she. “You have my word. But you do not my have body, nor my blood. Do not make me give you either.”
Sheer control was needed to curb the seething rage that burned under his skin. Wanting nothing more than to lash out and make the usurped royal to submit to him as was his nature to do so. Using physical power to make those bend to his will. Yet he did not. Her hair was able to release itself from his vice grip with ease, the only indication of his annoyance towards her action was the vein that pulsed on his temple. Along with the darkening of tawny hues which looked as if a storm was brewing within them. Howerever he was able to keep his small facade up, composure was still intact despite the lengthening silence shared between them. Surely this woman knew better, could see & even feel the power that was seen not just by his immense size but by the power (or rather darkness) that leaked out of every pore of his body.
With teeth bared, in both as a threat & fabricated niceties. Excerting his dominance as he inched near and invaded her private space once more. His now free hand did not reach for her hair but instead the chin that was lifted in disobedience against him. He would consent with her boldness for the time being, even the strongest would be able to be nothing more than a broken heap after much training. Grabbing hold of her, thumb pressed against the front of her chin while two fingers were on the underside. Applying pressure but not enough to cause bruising.
❝ You drive a hard bargain for a yet to be queen. ❞
Commenting as he inspected her face, his eyes clearly objectifying her and it was obvious to anyone that he hardly saw her as his equal. While he was aware of the extent of her power (to some degree) he would never acknowledge her stronger than him, call it his own ego for thinking of that. A man of pride.
❝ But i'll consent for now, o'highness. ❞
Bowing his head down towards her in a mocking manner, this was no different to him trying to conspire against the past king of hyrule. Eventually the man was nothing more than dead weight and a kingdom became rightfully his. Cordial mannerisms would aide him once more, but he figured that this royal was a bit more keen than the deceased sovereign.
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【♚;; — "Because all life is precious." She replied to his question, be it rhetorical or not, though has soon as she said those words, there was a moment where she faltered.
( Part of her didn’t fully believe that. )
Her life, had not been anything sweet or calm, it was the opposite, it was covered in blood, tears and prays for the angel of death to take her awake quicker than anything. Parts of her mind had blacked it out, a part of her, was so dark and locked away that if it were released, she feared what it would do.
Her features, the changed, the look in her eyes became something that was considering doing something like this. "If I were to kill for you, would I be granted power to do so? Would I be allowed to kill the ones that hurt me in the past? Would I be protected? Are you p o w e r f u l enough for that?” If he was, if he could sweeten the deal, she may be tempted by the devil himself to take lives revenge could be such a tempting motive when it flickers in the mind.
a mocking snort resounds in the room as the tawny gaze sharpens, no softness could be found there. whether it be for her view on the value of life or her question about his powers remain in the dark. though no offence was taken for she did not know the extent of his powers, if she so wished it he would return the favour with giving her what she needed as long as she was his pawn.
❝ not every life. ❞
remaining adamant, pausing to let it settle before giving her his answer on regarding what she desired. wanted. after all they were all the same, people always succumbed to power. it was their nature. a type of greed that even the exiled sovereign was susceptible to.
❝ i can give you whatever it is that you desire.. as long as you remember your place, child. ❞
the exiled gerudo was well aware how many before had become drunk off of power. thinking they could best him. the one akin to darkness, hatred & power itself.
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to be honest, this was a milestone i thought i would never reach, & now that i have, i’m a little overwhelmed to say the least !! 800 followers was something i thought to be unattainable, & i can’t express just how much i’m thankful for all of you. a lot of you have stuck by me through my good & bad days, & that means so much to me. it makes me so damn happy to just know & hear that people like onyx & my writing. she’s very dear to my heart, & although i have my bad days, i do enjoy this community & the people i’ve met throughout my two(+) years her. all the people that i’ve met & befriended have helped me grow as both a person & a writer, & i am eternally thankful to have met all of you. before i start rambling more than necessary, i just wanted to say thank you all so much. this means the world to me. you’ve made my time here memorable, & there are not enough words in the world to express how thankful i am.
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Hearing those words were a first, and was very surprising for the shadow child. He thought he’d never hear such words spoken to him before. To think this tall stranger would think such a thought of all things. What did the man possibly see in him?
Shadow slowly reached for the other’s hand, though a bit hesitant he ends up stopping with his hand still reached out, but his fingers close in on themselves. He’s very uncertain and at a loss of what to do, that the hand resting at his side curls towards his palm over and over again.
"Okay… But I got one last question. What makes ya think that?"
Just be patient with him, a phrase that repeats as his hand is not met by theirs (though so close). Offering a smile that endures, it offers a kindness that is constructed with lies that he knows all too well to say. Though he could not offer a true answer just yet to the shadow child perhaps something that bordered the truth would suffice.
❝ You aren't like the Hylians are you? ❞
Countering their question with his own, it was an answer in itself. The sovereign wasn't just about to endow them with his collected knowledge on them that was given to him from numerous sources. Not yet, it was always better when those he tried to employ were left in the dark. After all it's not as if they were going to be his trusted companions.
» The pressure that builds pounds in her ears, and she can almost hear the drums clashing from the anger and darkness swirling around.
» She has fucked up. She knows this. She does not flinch at the swirling aura, but she does shut her eyes, if only for a moment. There were some truth she did not desire to see.
“I stayed not for the people- they hold no gain for me- but to be sure I checked the entirety of the lands. I did not dare look elsewhere if there was possibility that he was merely hiding here.”
» She wanted to stay, sure. She wanted to smile and laugh and enjoy time with the people she had gotten close to while searching high and low for this one man… but she knew where her priorities were.
"I will leave thusly, if you wish me to move on."
There is suspicion building now, one thing that the deceased demon hated was liars. Though he knew she would not dare lie to him, one could never be sure. After all he was a man who knew very few loyal people and she was nothing but a paid servant.
Keeping an eye on her expression, nearing her and tendrils composed of darkness began to wrap around her own shadow. His hatred & bitterness had been lighted, only growing as each second passed but he knew to remain calm.
Even if not by much. As long as she knew where he place was, that she could not escape him even if she so desired. Decaying teeth are bared, as flesh still clings to it and an odor akin to sulfur could be notable as he talked.
❝ Your word holds little truth for me. But no not yet. not if you think he may be around here, servant.❞
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A king. How very quaint! The man of smaller stature folded his hands beneath his chin and his smile grew a mite less predatory as his dark hues raked over the man. He was hardly offended by Ganondorf’s ignorance, for it was as he’d said: Grima’s legacy was not tied to this place.
The back of his hand carried a brand that his company might glimpse as he analyzed him unabashedly; it was not like the Triforce upon his own in appearance, and yet its meaning was not unlike the selfsame— he was chosen by some great power for some great purpose. Purple as a bruise but sharper still, a single line split into a V with dual crosses at its base which ensconced diamonds, and each slightly curved arm was upset by the design of three almond-shaped eyes.
'Very well, Ganondorf.' In his voice the velvet brushed the Gerudo's ears once more, though the effect was closer to that of a pleasant-sounding human's then.
'I have slain sovereigns before,' he observed momentarily, though there was no threat from him in the words; mild amusement, perhaps.
One aspect of the other that Ganondorf could not dismiss was the apparent symbol that was etched onto their hand. It was unlike what the exiled king had seen before, the colouring and shaping did not bring any information. Despite being a man who had took pride in his vast knowledge. Nonetheless he kept his expression neutral, especially at the small comment made by Grima.
❝ that so? ❞
Offering his own smile, which was anything but kind. It slashed against his tanned face, lips parted only by a fraction. The whites offering a harsh contrast to his other wise dark colouring. Though he was not threatened, instead interest piqued at the power they seemed to have (unless they were lying to him).
❝ We seem to have that in common. ❞
Remembering the former king of hyrule, an old man who was nothing but a foolish one. Believing that peace could be achieved between the Gerudo and Hylians. But he was wrong, more so when it became evident that it was anything but peace that the sand sovereign wanted.
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“I see.”
Her expression falls and she pauses, full stop - it is becoming increasingly clear that he wasn’t going to be deterred from taking what he wanted from this place. Even if she refused now, it seemed that someone had made a promise to him - she suspects Ingo, and shakes her head. The look in this man’s eyes tells her that he won’t treat her horses the way she would want him to, or the way they should be treated - he has called them beasts, for the love of the goddesses.
But where she is weak, this man is strong. She breathes out —
And all she can think of is how disappointed her mother would be as her chin sinks to her chest and she nods, heart racing, and gestures for him to follow after her.
Malon wishes for her father, even if he is no stronger than she is, and wrings her hands as she mentally runs through all of their horses. They’ll likely be driven hard, she knows, and probably mistreated; after all, how can anyone take proper care of a horse if they barely see them as living creatures at all? They’ll need to be sturdy, powerful horses that can be pushed. Smart, too, if they are to please this man.
In all respects, Epona is the strongest of their horses - well bred, sharp, with energy to spare even once she has run race after race — but she would never bend to this man’s whim, not when she is so wild and free. Not when she will not be treated as an equal.
So the redhead leads him to one of their more rugged horses, a sharp-eyed stallion with a smooth mahogany coat and a strong constitution. Her mother’s horse.
“His name is Duke,” she says as a heavy pressure settles on her chest, like someone had shoved their hand through her and had begun squeezing her heart. ”He’s a strong companion, and fast. The best we have.”
his expression is not kind, no softness but only hard lines and edges. more so when he is left with no choice but to follow her. passing other weaker looking horses who did not deserve his attention or glance. they were not sturdy or built to survive his heavy hand. hardly any beast was, known for his cruelty was there any softness in this brute of man who was known to never shown any type of kindness only fabricated courtesy during the days he was a member ( instead of king ) in the royal court.
Thinking this was a ruse to keep the horse he desired away from him, merely a ploy to waste his time till she thought of an excuse until she introduced him to a stallion. Lean but filled with all the needed muscles that would serve this king well. With a narrowed gaze, those tawny hues did not soften but only sharpened. To find any flaws in this beast, after all he was a critical person with a fine taste for what belonged to him.
Yet there was none & despite most of his attention focused on the creature there was something about the girl's tone that made him flicker a gaze. Unable to understand as to what the change was ( & unable to actually care ) though he kept in mind.
❝ How old is this Duke? Is he sturdy? I do not desire horse that scare easily. A horse that can handle battle, hm. ❞
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“I already told you — Step. Off.”
{ Perhaps the best decision to make in this situation would be to merely ignore the shade ’til he grew bored and disappeared. Or perhaps that was wishful thinking; after all, why would he be left alone when he had already played into the eidolon’s hands? It was too late to change his strategy now, despite how poor a tactic it was. In any case, he doubted he had the strength to hide a response of anger. This was one confrontation he could not end with a fight — he would have to endure.
Perhaps he would respond, but movement would save him — motion could obscure reaction when concentration was on walking. As though to leave the other behind he walked, a tad bit more aggressively than he would have liked, but walking all the same. Mayhaps it was provocatory, but it would be his saving grace nevertheless. One foot after the other, he made to leave. }
& their reaction only enticed the phantom to continue their harassment of the acclaimed hero. Becoming a shadow that followed behind their heels. With no power to harm and only haunt those who could see him it was only natural for the specter to not lose sight of the boy. Even if the reason they bang to walk away was to be far from them. Regardless, the deceased leered at the other even if it was marred by lack of proper facial structure. A taunting voice leaked out, dark tendrils curling and distorting the hero's shadow.
❝ O'hero but I have a question.. Are you still a hero even when you murder? ❞
Though his tone was light, it was gravelly with no softness in it. There never would be kindness heard from the angered spirit who was forced to be his enemy's reminder. Looming closer, wrinkles forming on their caricature face as they tried to hold back their exploding hatred that still burned strongly.
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ooc; ok the first thing that comes to mind for me to say is: hOLY SHIT. i surely did not expect to reach this milestone. this has been a dream goal of mine ever since i started rping on tumblr and somehow, i got enough people to like my lame ass masked man to follow me. this just continues to surprise me. i can’t thank you all enough, and i’ll like to list a few people that are really awesome! and even if you’re not on here, i still love you! note, these lists are in no specific order! i feel like i’m going to forget people bc my memory is shit.
ooc; also if you don’t understand why you are on here, it might be because we’ve interacted on one of my other blogs.
▌▌▌┌ friends ┘ ;
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▌▌▌┌ people i enjoy interacting with and/or talking to ooc ┘ ;
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ooc; also shout out to the few personal blogs on this list. that means you’re really awesome.