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Viper, Sage and Jett - VALORANT fanart!
đđđđđđđđđđ - always accepting @resurrectorââ said:Â Being the early bird, itâs obligatory for Sage to kiss the younger awake in the morning whenever she can. Opening the curtains to their bedroom, she swiftly moves over to the bed where Jett began to stir. Brushing blond strands away and cupping Jettâs face, she plants a few kisses on half-asleep lips & cheek. â Good morning, love. Time to get up! â - i was gonna send angsty kisses but changed to fluff
   Tattooed limbs sprawled in seemingly every direction, unknowing, the covers had been dragged greedily onto her side of the bed, a small pool of cloth on the floor beneath her. She awoke to the swishing sound of the curtains being drawn back and the following deluge of morning light, raising a hand to spare her already squinting eyes. A discontented groan left her, a silent plea to bring the darkness back. Before she had the chance to get her bearings, a new radiance occupied her vision.
   Jett looked up at her partner through half-lidded eyes, blinking a few times as she continued to adjust. Still half-asleep, she drank in the sight of the otherâs features, the way raven hair seemed to flow so elegantly as it practically glittered in the new sunlight. She imagined how she must look in comparison, a true juxtaposition, messy white hair sticking out every which way accompanied by the dark circles that so often took up residence beneath her eyes. There was an effort to press that persistent thought from her mind and simply let herself enjoy her loverâs attentions.
   The gentle touch of Sageâs soft lips was like sparks on her skin, electric, a rush of dopamine despite having yet to fully awaken. All too quickly her heart was fluttering, the blonde agent gone soft beneath the otherâs touch, a rarity, albeit a welcomed one. Jett was eager to return the affections, lifting her head from the pillow, desperately seeking her loverâs lips. Another kiss, brief and blissful, another set of intoxicating sparks as their lips connected, the youngerâs fingertips finding purchase, entwining in silken raven strands. If this was the price for being awoken, she was content to pay up. A palm trailed down Sageâs cheek as their lips parted, Jett mirroring the healerâs touch. She sunk back into the pillow beneath her, a sigh on her lips. â Kaiâ itâs so early, five more minutes, â She spoke slowly, still tired, her voice coarse from waking.
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đđđđđđđ đđđđđđđđ - Â accepting @unholysheâ said: Â â Are we selfish? are we self-destructive? â ( akali )
   SHE WAS SITTING CROSS-LEGGED IN THE TALL GRASS, the pair accompanying each other in seclusion. There was a soft breeze on the air, sending a graceful sway through the verdant stalks surrounding them along with poorly tamed ashen locks. Her attentions were separate from her raven-haired companion, rather she was focused on the blade hovering above her palm, teeth connecting with the flesh on the inside of her cheek in her efforts to keep the object still in the faint current. Tattoos becoming luminous in her concentrations. A habit, an idle task to keep agitated hands occupied, and skills sharpened.       â PROBABLY, â She answered reflexively, dryly, seemingly indifferent to the implications and perhaps the consequences. Spent of patience, the weaponâs levitation ceases, the glow fading from her skin. Instead of simply letting the weapon fall into her open hand, she felt the need to swipe it from the air, her hand moving abruptly to catch it. Steel-blue eyes travelled to the other woman, soft and questioning as she looked up at Akali, Jett letting herself fall back effortlessly, tramping the tall grass beneath her, arms splayed. â  If you knew, would you change? â
MOTHICA sentence starters / / Â a small collection of starters, in no particular order, chosen from the works of the musician MOTHICA. Feel free to edit to beter suit your muse / the recipientâs muse.
â I belong to no one. â
â You will forget me. â
â I donât need you and you donât need me. â
â Follow your heart tonight. â
â Youâd never leave my side. â
â I know youâve been looking for a weakness. â
â I shed my skin, trying to feel something, but it never feels right. â
â When we first met we were in the deep end. â
â Heâs got my heart in his mouth. â
â This conversation means nothing to me. â
â Iâve learned it from the worst. â
â Mark my words. â
â So now you want me to stay. â
â I see the lie on your face. â
â Iâll call your bluff any day. â
â I know now I wonât bow down. â
â I wonât call you mine for the last time. â
â You better make up your mind. â
â You act surprised Iâm cynical. â
â Iâve got nothing to lose. â
â Iâm not looking for answers. â
â Iâm just looking for somebody to hold. â
â Iâm a story worth telling, youâve never been told. â
â I donât know how I got here but Iâm running out of matches. â
â Iâve got a heart that never breaks because itâs always been bruised. â
â Iâve got nothing to prove, to you. â
â What else can I say? I wish I was better. â
â Replaying every night and every word I said. â
â I tried to make it right but darling youâre not worth it. â
â Everybodyâs talking, I donât wanna listen. â
â I donât wanna burn out, so I keep playing with fire. â
â I donât want your sorrow, got enough for myself. â
â My head is spinning. â
â Every time you say her name it makes it worse. â
â Are we selfish? are we self-destructive? â
â Tear me apart at sunrise. âÂ
â You want to figure me out, but your heart is with somebody else. âÂ
â Whisper your sweet golden lie, Iâll wear it like a crown. âÂ
â Lace your fingers around the sword inside my head. âÂ
â Itâs all in the stars, wherever we are, all the gold and blood we shed. âÂ
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nods, petting her on her head. life is good when u have a gremlin.
the gremlin requires smooches.

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@resurrector replied to your post: donât feed Jett after midnight. sheâs a gremlin.
sage: feeds.
you canât get rid of her now, sheâll never leave.
donât feed Jett after midnight. sheâs a gremlin.
â THIS. IS NOTHING. â
   ě í° â Itâs KIRIN, back at it again. Say hello to a new writing blog for JETT, the Duelist, from riot gamesâ new  IP  VALORANT. Currently still under construction as the game is still yet to be released ( although it is going into closed beta on April 7th ). If youâd be interested in interacting; feel free to take a stab at the LIKE / REBLOG button. Giving my RULES a quick read before doing so is always appreciated.
Sheâs chained to the tremor of a rhythm that never comes; she has a heart of silver, and in her right hand a dagger.
Federico GarcĂa Lorca, tr. by Sarah Arvio, from âDancing the Siguiriya,â (via violentwavesofemotion)
Ęá´sá´ĘĘá´á´á´á´Ę â sá´É˘á´â:
               BRUSHING INKY STRANDS OF HAIR BEHIND HER EAR, Sage gently pats the spot where the injury formerly occurred - sheâs satisfied now that she has checked over her work. It wouldnât do for Jett to dash around like she always does with a wound like that. Plus, the healer was the one who dismissed the attention of the medics - SHE HAS TO TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER. In Sageâs defence, she was already halfway through the healing process. Had she stopped there in order to let the team take care of the blonde, the injury wouldâve ached much worse.                â WellâŚÂ I SEE THAT YOUâRE AS MODEST AS EVER, â she replies in good humour, rolling her eyes & momentarily closing them as she shakes her head mildly in response to such a self - assured statement from her fellow agent. Wincing slightly at the impact, she lowers her newly - stinging palm down to her lap & rubs it. â You wonât always be grouped with me, you know - How on Earth shall you fare without me!? â Sighing woefully as she raises a hand to her cheek, she tilts her head in a manner FAR TOO DRAMATIC TO BEFIT THE SITUATION - mischievous emerald eyes peering at Jett.
     THE YOUNGER AGENTâS OVERCONFIDENCE WASNâT NECESSARILY WITHOUT ITS MERIT, it was near undeniable that she had skill, even if she was lacking in terms of formal training compared to other members of her team. A significant portion of her aptitude came from her unique hypernatural abilities, and possessing such exceptional skills didnât exactly help to deflate her ego. It was simple, it became rather difficult to fight back when you were being knocked off balance by an unexpected gust of wind and harder still when your target seemed to disappear into a cloud of dust.
     Blink and youâd have missed it. She flinched, suddenly it all got to her, the way the otherâs voice raised if only slightly, the severity of her tone and the weight of the grim implications hidden in her words. Her brows knit together and her grin disappeared, lips drawing into a thin line, if only for a passing moment. However, her tension seemed to dissolve as quickly as it came, all too easily dismissed beneath her facade, airs of fearlessness and hubris.  â AWW, ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT ME? You are, arenât you? I can tell. â Her speech was silvery and informal as ever, with that same speed and carefree quality that seemed to apply to everything she does.  â Thatâs very sweet. âWe make a good team, but you shouldnât get so attached. I can handle myself. â Â

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