HEAVY IS THE CROWN

❝ ——— 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍, ❞

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𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇: @rcyaltyfree / @rcyalty-free 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:

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threads: 3 | inbox: 10 last updated: 23/06/2025 currently most active: rei vondork, lucifer, alexander goebel, ritsu fujimaru, ria fujimaru, ereshkigal, cú chulainn (saber), ekko, lukai hwei, hana song, lumine, remilia scarlet, acheron, welt yang test muses: castorice (hsr), anaxagoras (hsr), mizuki akiyama (pjsk), shadow (sonic)

❝ 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄. ❞

@rcyalty-free asked: 🍁 Lumine...what do you even see in a guy like him? You know who I mean. any question you've been curious to know | accepting

                    ❝ I   feel   as   though   I   find   myself   wondering   that   exact   thing   more   often   than   I’d   like   to   admit. ❞

                    that’s   right   —   after   everything   that   he’d   done   in   Liyue,   he’s   truly   unforgivable.   an   unrepentant   thorn   in   her   side   that   she   finds   herself   struggling   to   be   rid   of.   his   persistence   would   be   admirable   if   it   were   used   for   anything   other   than   constantly   getting   in   the   traveller’s   way   and   somehow   managing   to   find   her   to   ‘spar’   with   no   matter   what   region   of   teyvat   she   goes   to.   it’s   like   a   lovesick,   loud   and   annoying   puppy   that   simply   won’t   take   a   hint   and   leave   her   alone.

                    and   yet   …

                    she   finds   herself   longing   for   those   moments   together,   the   thrill   of   each   battle   against   him   ( even   though   they   know   she   will   always   be   the   victor, )   and   even   just   their   short   talks   afterwards.   as   much   as   she   loathes   to   admit   it,   they’re   perhaps   the   most   fun   she’s   had   since   arriving.   rare   moments   where   she   allows   herself   to   forget   about   everything   around   them   and   give   into   that   adrenaline   and   let   the   battle   consume   her.   a   time   where   she   isn’t   wrought   with   the   crushing   loneliness   at   being   so   lost   without   the   company   of   her   twin.

                    those   feelings   disgust   her.   how   could   she   ever   allow   herself   to   feel   anything   but   hatred   when   his   actions   harmed   so   many   she’d   grown   to   care   for ??   when   those   fond   memories   of   their   first   meeting   were   tainted   by   the   lies   and   betrayal   from   the   first   person   in   this   world   she’d   considered   a   friend ??   

                    ❝ Probably   something   that   isn’t   there   … ❞     a   soft,   sad   laugh   as   Lumine’s   gaze   drops   to   the   floor,   her   brow   furrowing,     ❝ I   wish   that   I   didn’t   enjoy   each   and   every   bout   of   sparring   we’ve   done.   I   wish   that   I   wouldn’t   laugh   when   his   ego   gets   a   little   bruised   when   I   talk   about   how   many   times   I've   won.   I   wish   that   his   smile   wouldn’t   make   my   heart   race   every   time   when   he   tells   me   he’ll   win   next   time.   I   wish   that   I   — ❞

                                        could   stay   with   him   forever.

                    ❝ Nothing.   There’s   nothing   I   see   in   him.   We’re   enemies   and   that’s   all   we   can   ever   be.   Just   drop   it. ❞

@rcyalty-free asked: i   want   to   stay. - Ahri to Yasuo FIRST TO ADMIT | accepting

                    it   isn’t   the   words   themselves   that   catch   the   seasoned   warrior   off-guard,   but   the   softness   and   longing   comes   accompanying   them.   guilt   quickly   begins   to   well   up   deep   inside   him   at   the   sadness   behind   those   resplendent   golden   eyes.   so   much   time   he   had   wasted   dragging   the   vesani   with   him   on   his   crusade,   and   for   what ??   little   had   been   found   in   terms   of   results   since   leaving   bilgewater   together   —   even   braving   the   wrath   of   noxus   itself   turned   up   so   little   in   the   end.   

                    she   deserves   so   much   more   than   this.   more   than   him   and   his   failures.

                    returning   to   ionia   so   soon   had   never   been   in   his   original   plans,   yet   her   homesickness   was   felt   in   each   conversation;   each   comment   comparing   wherever   in   runeterra   they   were   to   their   beautiful   home.   finally   he   had   given   in   and   returned   with   her,   truly   believing   this   to   be   their   final   parting.

                    and   now   he   finds   himself   sat   beside   her   in   that   grove,   her   ever-present   sentinel   whenever   the   vastayan   finds   herself   needing   rest,   watching   her   gaze   fixated   on   the   stars   above   them   whilst   the   flicker   of   the   campfire   illuminates   her   features.   somewhere   deep   in   his   chest   he   YEARNS   for   just   the   same,   a   moment   of   peace   meant   for   folk   far   different   to   him:   those   free   from   the   weight   of   a   past   tainted   by   bloodshed.   peace   was   more   than   the   swordsman   could   ever   deserve   —   much   like   the   woman   before   him.   forever   unattainable.

                    yet   his   lips   pull   into   a   soft   smile,   one   entrusted   to   her   eyes   alone.   yasuo’s   eyes   follow   the   direction   of   hers   up   to   the   stars   glittering   above   and   for   a   moment   he   almost   seems   relaxed,   calmed   by   the   thoughts   of   what   could   have   been   if   life   had   treated   him   kinder.   a   thought   that   wouldn’t   linger   for   long.

                    ❝ You   can,   if   you   want.   It’d   be   easier   for   you   here   than   it   is   on   the   road   …   But   I   can’t.   There’s   still   much   I   must   atone   for,   and   the   tranquility   here,   well   …   It   doesn’t   best   suit   me. ❞

@rcyalty-free asked: i   keep   choosing   you - HEKTOR TO LUCIFER BTW EHEHEHE FIRST TO ADMIT | accepting

                    TENSE.   that’s   the   only   word   the   demon   king   could   use   to   describe   the   feeling   between   the   two.   not   the   usual   kind   they   feel   from   those   who   very   obviously     ( and   for   good   reason )     despised   them,   but   something   more   mournful.   a   distance   that   weighs   on   them   both   and   threatens   to   sink   them   deeper   into   darkness.

                    it's   not   like   before.   neither   are   the   same   person   who   told   that   compelling   lie   to   the   masses   of   an   eternity   spent   loving   each   other.   that   ship   has   long   since   set   sail   now.   all   those   empty,   flowery   words   once   carefully   crafted   to   spin   a   tale   for   their   people   to   enjoy   now   shadowed   by   guilt   and   loss   that   permeates   so   deeply   that   neither   can   wash   it   from   their   skin;   both   left   wondering   how   much,   if   any,   held   some   semblance   of   truth.   or   maybe   they’re   both   deluding   themselves   believing   any   of   what   they   one   had   is   salvageable   when   time   has   been   so   unkind   to   both.

                    and   yet   again   his   words   leave   her   questioning   it   all   —   how   he   could   possibly   hope   to   love   someone   so   despicable   in   spite   of   all   they’d   done   in   his   absence;   how   he   could   continue   pretending   as   though   nothing   has   changed.   as   though   they’re   both   the   same   people   they   were   all   that   time   ago.

                    rather   than   a   comfort,   his   words   only   serve   to   remind   her   of   the   pity   she   feels   for   him.   of   how   blind   he   must   be   to   continue   looking   at   them   with   such   adoration.   someone   so   detestable   that   her   own   brothers   would   abandon   her   without   a   second   though.   she   deserves   it,   obviously,   but   why   he   finds   himself   unable   to   do   the   same   confounds   her,   unless   the   time   he   spent   within   that   dark,   lonely   realm   has   left   him   more   worse-off   than   she   once   thought.

                    why ??   why   doesn’t   he   hate   her ??

                    as   ever   though   she   never   shows   the   torrent   of   emotion   engulfing   her   mind,   simply   offering   an   amused   smile   and   hopes   he   doesn’t   look   much   deeper.   perhaps   if   they   keep   up   this   convoluted   act   just   a   little   longer   they’ll   finally   start   to   believe   it   themself.

                    ❝ You   do ??   Hmm   …   Well   how   you   say   that   implies   that   there’s   other   options   that   you   COULD   choose   over   me,   my   dearest.   Tell   me,   are   there   any   OTHER   Demon   Kings   that   have   managed   to   catch   your   eye   that   I   somehow   don’t   know   about ?? ❞

@rcyalty-free asked: you’re   hard   to   ignore - Otis to Youta FIRST TO ADMIT | accepting

                    a   mischievous   smile   quickly   pulls   at   youta’s   lips,   head   cocking   a   little   to   the   side.   it’s   his   natural   curiosity   towards   those   he   finds   particularly   unusual   that   drew   him   to   the   man   in   the   first   place,   and   maybe   the   part   of   him   that   shares   the   same   taste   in   men   as   his   ‘twin’.   and   unusual   is   certainly   an   adequate   word   to   describe   otis’   existence   within   the   walls.

                    the   man   whose   normalcy   renders   him   anything   but   within   a   place   where   everyone   else   is   could   be   labelled   as   bizarre   in   their   own   right.   the   man   who   speaks   of   moving   forward   who   doesn’t   acknowledge   that   he   himself   is   still   tangled   in   a   web   of   the   past   still   holding   him   back.   the   man   who   killed   the   demon   king   lucifer   with   but   a   single   bullet   and   shed   tears   as   he   did.   ‘ORDINARY’   hardly   fits   him   at   all   anymore.   no,   otis   vondork   is   every   bit   as   abnormal   as   the   rest   of   them   were.

                    bothering   him   may   turn   out   to   be   more   rewarding   an   endeavour   than   he   first   thought.

                    ❝ Is   that   so ??   Ha,   I   think   I’ll   take   that   as   a   compliment   coming   from   you.   Don’t   worry   —   I’ll   try   not   to   interrupt   you   TOO   much. ❞