TIME FOR A TRUE DISPLAY OF SKILL.

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍,  slowly  moving  to  glance  over  to  see  the  hand  beside  his  head  on  the  wall,  firmly  planted  and  boxing  him  in.  Red  flushed  his  cheeks;  bringing  out  the  freckles  that  danced  upon  the  bridge  of  his  nose.  Why  was  he  so  close!?  “U—uh,  I—I  mean,  um…”

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓  𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓.  His  heard  pounded  in  his  chest  as  if  it  wanted  to  escape  like  a  wild  animal;  confidence  stripped  from  him  only  to  reveal  something  much  more   pathetic   soft.  He  blinked  those  wide  eyes,  staring  at  Jinhwa,  lips  slightly  parted  as  if  he  was  trying  to  say  something,  only  to  close  as  he  forced  himself  to  swallow  thickly.  That  stupid  wink  and  that  smirk  on  his  face  didn’t  help  either…UGH.

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬   𝐧𝐨   𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧   he feels as he watches ezreal,   akin to that of a   predator   watching its prey,   claws ready to   sink   into flesh.   despite how much there's that gnawing feeling,   he was trying to be   nice,   it only made sense to continue to befriend others while they were trying to seize   control   for gwi-ma.   more people beneath their control was better,   even if he wondered if there could be a   genuine   friendship between them.   ezreal didn't seem all that bad,   even if his confidence was easily faltered.   it just meant he could   play   with him     ⸻     toy   with him.

noting the   flush   on his cheeks,   the way it brings out the freckles   speckled   across the bridge of his nose,   he chuckles breathily.   pushing away from the wall and giving the man space,   he moves to place a hand on his shoulder,   squeezing   a little.   ❛   don't  worry   too   much,   i  don't   bite   much.   ❜   teasing him still,   jinhwa lets go and moves away a bit,   eyes flitting to look around them.   he had no doubt people were   watching   them,   people were always watching now     ⸻     the saja boys were popular,   almost at the top of billboards,   it only made sense for people to be taking pictures,   videos    …   anything.   it only   feeds   into their popularity.

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍𝐓  seem  to  fade,  either.  There’s  a  worried  look  to  dark  brows;  orange  lenses  slowly  slipping  down  from  the  top  of  his  head  to  hook  onto  the  bridge  of  his  nose,  settling  on  his  face  as  the  smaller  glanced  away,  bringing  up  a  hand  to  scratch  the  back  of  his  neck  almost  sheepishly.  Ugh…he  hated  this.  Just  when  he  thought  Jinhwa  was  actually  normal.

𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘  𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  as  he  feels  the  hand  squeeze  at  his  shoulder.  Why  was  he  getting  so  flustered  over  this!?  He  didn’t  ask  for  this  guy  to  get  so  close  to  him..!  But  at  least  there  was  space  between  them  now,  and  that  made  Ezreal  exhale  the  breath  he  didn’t  realize  he  was  holding.  A  groan  leaves  him;  annoyed.

“Do  you  really  gotta  say  it  like  that…”

𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃,  green  hair  tousling  around  before  he  chews  idly  on  his  bottom  lip,  thinking,  thinking…he  was  trying  to  avoid  all  of  the  eyes  on  them.  He  shouldn’t  really  be  hanging  out  with  a  member  of  a  rival  group  and  yet…here  he  was,  doing  it  anyway.

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃  𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒  𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊  and  he  blinks,  the  colour  in  his  face  finally  starting  to  settle.  He  needed  to  pick  up  a  few  things…but  he  wasn’t  going  to  shop  around  for  that  kind  of  stuff  with  A)  a  Saja  Boy,  and  B)  a  Saja  Boy  he  JUST  started  getting  along  with…

@essencefluxed ﹕ you make me nervous. ( for jinhwa )

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍,  slowly  moving  to  glance  over  to  see  the  hand  beside  his  head  on  the  wall,  firmly  planted  and  boxing  him  in.  Red  flushed  his  cheeks;  bringing  out  the  freckles  that  danced  upon  the  bridge  of  his  nose.  Why  was  he  so  close!?  “U—uh,  I—I  mean,  um…”

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓  𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓.  His  heard  pounded  in  his  chest  as  if  it  wanted  to  escape  like  a  wild  animal;  confidence  stripped  from  him  only  to  reveal  something  much  more   pathetic   soft.  He  blinked  those  wide  eyes,  staring  at  Jinhwa,  lips  slightly  parted  as  if  he  was  trying  to  say  something,  only  to  close  as  he  forced  himself  to  swallow  thickly.  That  stupid  wink  and  that  smirk  on  his  face  didn’t  help  either…UGH.

I know I’ve told people about his eating habits in general ( it’s poor, for the most part ), but I kind of wanted to like, expand o not a little somehow I guess?

It would pretty much go across all verses for the most part, though, some things would be slightly different here or there.

For example, Ezreal in general likes sweet foods, but Heartsteel Ezreal prefers them the most and has a bigger sweet tooth than the rest of the skinlines. His other verses he’ll have sweets, but not nearly as much or as badly as the Heartsteel Variant.

Pulseifre Ezreal/Psy-Ops has more of an affinity to takeout and gets food more commonly delivered to him then anything ( this mostly stems from the lore I’ve written with borb though bc we totally made pulsefire/psyops/project our own thing and changed a lot of stuff that I won’t get into or we’ll be here all day )

Ezreal in general though has a lot of money ( rich dead parents, rich uncle—this is canon ) and prefers not to spend it, even on food ( why spend it when you can steal it? ), though the worst one for this would be Base Ezreal—moreso because of his travels.

Base Ezreal’s diet is ATROCIOUS, especially when he’s exploring by, and this is because instead of finding a nearby shop, or civilization, or anything of the sort—he would rather delve into his parents journal that he carries with him and try to scavenge for food himself/ he partially thinks that it makes him sound cool that he knows how to forage ( spoiler: he’s fucking terrible at it ).

Ezreal eats bugs, Lizards, tree bark, wild plantlife, wild fungi, licks the minerals off of rocks, etc etc depending on where he is. Oh, there’s a lot of snow somewhere? That’s hydration, so he’ll eat snow. Does it gross him out? YES. YES, HE HATES IT. But he thinks foraging is good for his ‘explorer archaeologist cool guy’ image. There have probably been times where he mistook a mushroom for a different mushroom because he didn’t analyze the image in his book long enough and got a really bad high from it ( or nearly died ).

He would rather have a steak dinner, or a rack of ribs, or literally ANYTHING ELSE but he just doesn’t. For SURVIVAL ( that’s what he says anyway ). Though granted, he will only ‘live off the land’ if he HAS to, if he’s at home in Piltover or in a Shuriman city, etc etc etc, he would probably be stealing food from carts ( or paying for it if you’re lucky enough ).

This will probably go under a read more bc if some things that could be triggering to people, but I’ll tag it too. But I’m going to be going on a hiatus from writing on tumblr for now, and I’ll go post this over on Ezreal, too. I’m not sure for how long.

Viktor subconsciously felt his body lean in return into the explorer, his tired eyes unmoving from his work as he fiddles with a cog wheel between his fingers. The metallic pads of digits tracing the etched markings as he mumbles to himself confirmation of observations he's gone through millions of times. He sighs to himself, hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate