#𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐒 ⸺ an EXTREMELY canon divergent exploration &&. portrayal of THRESH, THE DARK STAR from league of legends. this blog is 18+ as it is explores sensitive &&. adult themes alongside canon-typical violence. penned &&. beloved by ixal ( 25+, he / him ) &&. follows from @ixalova. originally established in 2016 &&. begun anew in 2023. activity varies. please read my rules before interacting. they can be found at the bottom of this pinned post. currently LOW ACTIVITY.
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the downward spiral; cosmic extinction; the cry of a dying star; the horrors beyond the stars; an all-consuming endless hunger; the worship of the endless void; the event horizon; the pursuit of oblivion; and yet, despite all odds, the phenomenon of love; when is a monster not a monster? oh, when you love it.
Going beyond the stars with; @deathsmark @revorto @withinchains
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IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ! thanks for checking out my rules &&. guidelines here. i wanted to make it known that i have a small DNI condition; if you are associated with dolls-runeterran-dollhouse or any of borbinite's muses, know i will probably not interact with you or follow you. if i see you interacting with either of these people there is a decent chance i will simply block. this is nothing against you or anyone who interacts with doll or borb. i am fine with inquiries as to why, but i will not talk about it openly ( in this rule list ) as i do not wish to incite drama or hate. so for convenience, if you interact with doll or borb it might be best to simply not follow my blog(s). other than this, i want to stick to interacting with fandoms / muses i understand ( for the most part ). and will typically steer clear of anime, helluva boss / hazbin hotel, etc. nothing against those fandoms, just not my cup of tea. muses that are from fandoms i dont know that have d&d or league verses are more than welcome, however.
DISCLAIMER. this rendition of THRESH does not abide by the canon that riot has made for the cosmic // event horizon universe &&. skinline. he is entirely independent from that universe &&. functions as his own entity across the multiverse, existing within the main riot canon as something else. with this in mind, he is the DARK STAR MADE MANIFEST &&. is akin to a god // eldritch deity. his only affiliation with the cosmic skinline // universe is through a different verse.
CONTENT WARNING. this blog is 18+ for canon-typical violence at a minimum. sensitive themes will be tagged appropriately when they come into play. themes that may come into play include &&. are not limited to: MANIPULATION, CORRUPTION, VIOLENCE, GORE, TORTURE &&. more. if you would like something tagged, please let me know.
VILLAINS &&. LOVE. it is very important to note that thresh is a VILLAIN. he is evil &&. corrupt &&. will attempt to do the same with any muse he interacts with. he is incapable of any form of HEALTHY LOVE &&. will instead try to use any received affections as a tool of MANIPULATION against any muse that shows it to him. this may vary depending on verse.
ROLEPLAY ETIQUETTE. no god-modding, taking control of my character, etc., unless permission is given. COMMUNICATION is also extremely important to me ( especially on this blog ) given how canon divergent my depiction is. BIGOTRY is also not allowed in any shape or form; homophobia, transphobia, racism, sexism, zionism, etc., is not allowed here.
OOC &&. IC. this is something especially prevalent to thresh, as he is a villain &&. has few redeeming qualities. it is important to understand that while i may write him as a very evil &&. corrupt being, that i am not the same as him. beliefs between me as a writer &&. my muse do not necessarily overlap.
INTERACTING. as long as my inbox remains open, you are more than welcome to send something in ! folks are always welcome to reach out to me for plotting as well. when it comes to THREADS, &&. pacing, i do tend to take a short while to write responses given that thresh is not my only muse &&. i do have other responsibilities, with writing as my hobby. if i ever feel like i need to drop a thread, i will let my writing partner know ! i would also prefer to keep interactions in the realm of media i am at least somewhat familiar with. in terms of media // fandoms i don't want to interact with, i will not be seeking interactions with; genshin // honkai or anime in general.
FORMATTING. i personally tend to prefer little to no special formatting in my own posts ( graphics, triple - spacing &&. varied sized text, etc. ) since i sometimes find them visually distracting &&. hard to follow. my own personal formatting is typically limited to colored text, using small lettering, &&. a divider. i can also change // add certain formatting upon request to make my writing more accessible if necessary, please just ask ! along those same lines, i would kindly ask folks who i thread with to please avoid doing varied size text &&. triple spacing when writing with me as it is very difficult for me to read.
SHIPPING. this blog is technically MULTISHIP, but will possess a primary ship that is considered thresh's primary 'canon' &&. exclusive partner. all ships that may occur will take place in their own verses. i am also fine with shipping with multiple instances of the same character unless otherwise specified ( if we are shipping and you wish for your muse to be ship-exclusive // not comfortable with dupes we can definitely talk about it ! ).
MAINS &&. EXCLUSIVES. i might do these a little differently than most folks. on this blog i will primarily practice MAINS ( muses who impact thresh's story in some capacity, actively influencing lore &&. story beats ), &&. will take them on as connections are made &&. discussed. EXCLUSIVES ( muses whose renditions i will not interact with other than that specific rendition OR muses whose renditions i will not ship with other than that specific rendition ) will be rare &&. only practiced under specific conditions &&. upon request. i have no problem with duplicate muses.
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temptation is a dangerous thing normally , however this is all consuming ; denying felt like a sin . deadlier than the ones he has enacted . his arm moves before his mind can think , mind flooded with whisperings . pick it up . pick it up . pick it up .
suffocating in these mere moments between unfilled hand & the scythe's handle comes to a halt in the form of a shuddering breath . relief . it feels like him , is the first thought that was finally his own , the next was the overwhelming desire to never let it go .
❛ thresh , ❜ he's not sure how he spoke the dark star's name , it was getting harder to process . logic & desire at war . ❛ thresh , ❜ this time it was definitely demanding , for him to say anything . any type of grounding . ❛ what - . ❜
The moment flesh meets the flesh that beats — the hilt of forbidden blades — the creation thrums, pulsates like a comforting heartbeat in the wielder's palm. It sings its own unique song, slipping deep within Yasuo's body as the dark star is let in.
Thresh, Thresh. Yesssss.....
The being's name is like honey on his lips, music to the dark star's ears. This one had promise. He had chosen perfectly.
"What I ask is but a mere trifle, a mere blink in time eternal. But for any inconvenience, I bestow a piece of myself upon you. I — my power — is yours to wield. You are already a swordsman of great renown and capability. All I wish is to make use of your talent, to help you cultivate a world beyond ruin."
Thresh receeds into the nothingness for the briefest of moments, clawed hands dancing in an artful display of blues and purples as something all together new and beautiful forms between his palms. A coalescence of starlight and darkness twists in the orb he reveals — a portal, one in which he brings closer to Yasuo.
"Allow me to show you more," he purrs. He does not give Yasuo much of a choice ( not that he would want to deny him, now ), ushering him through.
The sight that Yasuo is beholden to is like nothing he's ever seen, as if the space around him betrays all logic and reason — his eyes and mind betraying him, believing one thing, witnessing the next, both ever-shifting and reality itself bending with each attempt at comprehension. But at the same time it does not drive him mad, no, it allows him to witness it in each multifaceted form he experiences. As if this new place, this new reality, whispers; see me. see me. feel me.
It's an array of purple hues, lights almost too much but also not enough, fragments of glass or even flesh dancing through the air. Foliage and trees ( or rocks and mountains, who can tell? ) litter the terrain. The ground itself is soft and gentle with each step, yet something stirs beneath like stone yet airate like grass. It's comforting yet disconcerting all in one. A beautiful yet maddening landscape.
The dark star manifests before his most welcome visitor, a simple man marred in the same horrors he is partial to present himself with, all teeth and tendrils and grins. He takes Yasuo's hand, guiding him through the thick brush and warbling sound. It feels like an eternity but also mere moments as they walk, before coming to a halt before a most illustrious sight — at the center of the precipice lies an engorged amalgamation of flesh and light, a heart — the heart of the dark star.
It's terrifying. To be in the mere presence of it is maddening, encouraging destruction of it and everything inbetween and beyond itself. But temptation lingers there, like peace and tranquility existing within a whispered promise, of hands held, of loves shared. Entropy. Chaos.
Thresh takes Yasuo's hand without a word, for this entire time he had already been speaking. Through flesh, through visions, through this place. He guides Yasuo's hand up and forward, encouraging him to reach through that heavy dusk the rest of the way, unto the epicenter.
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sitting in the center of the expansive palm , skepticism doesn't leave him ; unable to truly settle . though even in his predicament, in a sense , he understands thresh's point of view but he disagrees . at the end of his own life span , his remains would drift & create something else . whether that be a star , a planet , a new life form . stars have proven such , to die & create something else , hence why supernovas are not to be seen as death , but creation .
the dark star's future actions interrupt this train of thought . several emotions flicker across a sparkled visage , why must thresh treat him like this ? why not met with crossing of weapons ? why must he constantly be reminded of their size comparison , how nice thresh's voice sounds or that damned pet name ? surely on purpose . especially said like that . . .
compliments , pet names , handled firm but tender . It's confusing . it's annoying . it's hard to ignore . a glance given to his hand resting on thresh's , something he doesn't remove .
❛ you say that i am capable of much more , that i'm . . . all that you say i am . what am i that isn't something that you do not have already ? i have seen some of your followers , or whatever you see them as , far more devoted than i would be , do much more for the sake of you . you call me starlight , say i have potential for greater , for what ? so i can be like them ? ❜
distaste is apparent in his very last words , a soldier for the void so he can what ? speed up the process of beginnings even though they're currently happening as they sit here & talk ?
❛ i've seen destruction as it should be , i have seen stars at their end create universes . i have seen particles from a universe life's end create millions species . to constantly create more , it's the unbreakable circle . what do you gain from a clean slate if it happens constantly ? ❜
A twist of elegance — Thresh's palm pointing skywards, and within the epicenter, a glowing void. From his flesh rises an illuminous blade, a carver of flesh, a seeker of life and death, a destroyer, a creator. The weapon — the tool, an artists swathing brush — rises to meet Yasuo, craving his touch. It calls out to him, like a wicked, forbidden temptation of all hopes and dreams and promises left incomplete.
"I made myself into a weapon so that you might transcend your hate. Even then I knew our slaughter would be indescriminate, but the scythe is not a killing thing to sully so dispassionately. It is an instrument of cultivation. Growth. Even love. For that love, worlds bloomed beneath me, cities burned at the end of my tongue. That is the way of scythes. We cut only what we must so that new life may flourish."
"Please, my starlight. Won't you pick up your sword, in the name of something beyond our mere vessels?"
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@oblivisms : ❛ You are coming down with me, hand in unloveable hand. ❜
many would equate such feeling that festered within the Nemesis to that of peering upon someone famous , where their heart flutters with anticipation or their head feels with numerous thoughts of just how to approach them. and yet , she was able to experience such at a continuous rate. each encounter left a pep upon her step , for dark stained tiers to remain ever turned up , for a surge of excitement to dance upon her flesh. not many would understand her , nor would they look upon her views and morals with eyes of interest , yet he was one that held worlds within his palms with any means he desired to crush them. it was far more than she could do , so of course she found herself in high spirits when gaze locked upon anothers.
still , his words leave bemusement to hum from the Nemesis. even gifted the slight roll of oddity eyes. heels click lightly as she alters her weight from side to side. she wasnt blind to the shroud of power that resided within another ( she would never admit to the jealousy that came along with it ) but still would she revel in such when it played in her favor.
❛ if you are trying to romance me , then it is working , o' Harbinger. ❜ playful , even teasing is her tone. amidst her time within this world , she kept track and notes on all beings that were portrayed with negativity in the eyes of others. this one just happened to be something far more enticing to Morgana than others. how lucky of her.
❛ i think my hand is quite loveable. yours , maybe not , but we can see if thats true. ❜ her own out stretches with palm facing upward , fingers giving the slightest of wiggle as if to prompt him to take it. expressionism read light of impish and coy , a complimentary look to the deviousness that resided within ones sights.
❛ if i go down , you come with me. i like my odds. ❜
having given into her desires and whims was a feat that often was looked over by others , for it was simply something that came about naturally. but not for the Aspect. she had seen the vibrancy of unspeakable horrors latch upon the form that lingered ever so close , the truth of being that leeched its energy for corruption like a fine tuned instrument , with tales of manipulation laced into words spoken so eloquently onto her ears. and she was a fool. she experienced those needs , and even with eyes that could see or sense the terror wrought down through ones aura , she succumbed to his hands like putty.
she was not untouchable , even being what she was , and for beings greater than she was Morgana unable to withstand the tactics impregnating the air around the Star. each caress of hand left a sear of adrenaline spiking the organ within her chest , each dip of fingers thats traveled through shape and form felt as if it was shaping her to his own needs. each connection of lips stole the very breath from the Aspect , made her weaker in any sense of the word , before the climbing interactions would soon have her discarding morals and thoughts only to revel into the attention provided from explorative hands and lips alike.
hunched forward , she found each flush of hips into her own sending trembling sensations up her spine , the arch of ones back providing the utmost pleasure to herself as hips bounced back in perfecting timing. yet , each time she could feel the quiver of release dancing through her , the Star changed his antics. it was. . . frustrating. she could handle the roughness , she enjoyed it. she could handle the way his cock stretched her with each thrust , the way it made her ache deeper and deeper with each inch that forced itself between walls. but she could tell he was thriving off of the building irritation when hips adjusted or changed. feeling his digit tips glide along her back , tracing the shape of her spine , she almost snapped. yet , words fall into silence , merely melding into a choir of whimpers and moans until large hand made way over shoulder and around her throat.
and promptly wrapped around with a tight squeeze to pull her up from her position on her elbows.
it was a struggle on her part , but the strength the Star had did not give way to internal refusal. angled into his chest from her knees with length still buried deep into her , head was tilted back until glossy icy shades peered upon the creature. she hated it. she hated how beautiful he was. but in such a position , with air being controlled by the other , she couldn't help but admire. her own hands reached for his thighs behind her , digging and dragging nails to garner stability until they could latch into a grip into flesh. reds and pinks danced upon paled flesh , bottom lip trembling as her chest felt the constriction of air loss , eyes all but fluttering.
@oblivisms : ❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before like i have. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜
his words. she could hear them. she knew what he was saying. but in the moment , all her focus was on each thrust provided , the chorus sounds of flesh on flesh and the inexcusable sounds she provided into the air. feeling. . . claimed left her uncertain , but what was there to worry on in the moment as her body was racked with pleasure? the slight loosening of his hand brought forth a rush of intake air , a hand spiking upward to wrap lithe digits around his wrist. not to remove his touch , no , but to keep his hand there as words sputtered.
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