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@svellsonger
# SVELLSONGER : every adventure is better with a friend !!
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“ Promise me. ” for bb nunu ( son .. 🥺 )
“ I PROMISE. ” nunu is no stranger to the idea of violence: the harsh tundra of northern valoran is infamous for its unrelenting climate and people, warring bands and tribes struggling for survival. he was oblivious, once, as a boy watching his caravan burn to ashes at the hands of raiders. it is not dissimilar here, in spite of how they have progressed from medieval technologies. instead of fighting with arrows and swords, their conflicts are resolved with coins. their rewards are not conquest nor survival, but power and gold. it is all too easy to lose a child here, to see them underfoot, struggling to be overlooked by others desperate to throw around their strength.
and so he takes bonnie’s hand in his, entangles his fingers with hers so they will not be pulled apart. with this she seems satisfied, and they begin walking.
zaun’s streets are crowded, signs flickering overhead as people with bowed heads shuffle along the flow of traffic. some duck into shops with a few coins clinking in their pockets. others stare longingly into the windows before moving along. a girl is slumped against a sputtering fountain, halfheartedly playing the accordion in the hopes that someone may drop a cog or washer in her hat. nunu tugs gently on bonnie’s hand to capture her attention. “ i already searched here, ” he explains. “ yesterday. my mom wasn’t here. can we go up toward the docks ? maybe she could tell i was coming ! ”
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON: S01EP01 THE HEIRS OF THE DRAGON
I trust your ride was pleasant.
Try not to look too relieved.
I believe I’m quite content as a spectator, thank you.
I don’t need mothering.
Someone has to attend to you.
This discomfort is how we serve the realm.
I’d rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory.
You stink of dragon.
Well, that sounds suspiciously like good news.
And are we meant to weep for dead pirates?
I would be delighted.
I bought you something.
Now… you and I both own a small piece of our ancestry.
You’re always like this when you’re worried.
I want to fly with you on dragon-back, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake.
I like this position. It’s quite comfortable.
I never jest about cake.
So you remember.
They are searching the texts for similar cases.
Bad humors of the mind can adversely affect the body.
Whatever it is, it needs to be kept quiet.
Cauterization would be a wise course of treatment.
This is the only place I can find comfort these days.
I’ve never been more certain of anything.
Crime of every breed has been allowed to thrive.
Carry on. You were saying something about my impunity.
Making a public spectacle of wanton brutality is hardly in line with our laws.
Time will tell.
I can assure you, the sheep are prettier.
Perhaps you aren’t ready to move on just yet.
Enforce my laws, but understand… any further performances like last night’s will be answered.
I would gladly take it if I thought I needed it.
Best get on with it.
Now, I’m fairly certain I can win these games.
It’s a marvel that war didn’t break out at first blood.
We must either act now or leave it with the gods.
I wish you luck.
This is the last thing any of us wish to discuss at this dark hour, but I consider the matter urgent.
These recent tragedies have left you without an obvious heir.
Well, who else would have a claim?
I will not sit here and suffer crows that come to feast on their corpses!
I wouldn’t know what to say.
I do know how passionate you are for the histories.
All I wanted was for someone to say that they were sorry for what happened to me.
But dream and pray as they all might, it seems I’m not so easily replaced.
The gods give just as the gods take away.
I corroborated this report with three separate witnesses.
My family has just been destroyed.
Yet everything I’ve given you, you’ve thrown back in my face.
Then why do you cut me so deeply?
They all prey on you for their own ends.
When you look at the dragons, what do you see?
Without them, we’re just like everyone else.
I swear this by the old gods and the new.
Promise me.
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aphelios.
aphelios has never seen an animal like…that. it’s large, and honestly that would make it quite imposing— if not for how soft it looks. he’s been recovering from the poison for a solid day now, so the sudden noise is appreciated. it’s far too quiet without his sister hovering, speaking someplace in the back of his mind. part of him wants to touch it, to see how warm it is. the cold has never really bothered him, but even he has his limits.
“ does it bite? ” he asks, voice rough, low to lessen how sore speaking makes his throat. but he can not expect everyone to understand sign language. he looks to the child, his expression rather difficult to read.
@svellsonger / sc
the yeti is but a tall tale to most of valoran. they occupy children’s stories as brutal behemoths, present to be slayed by a valiant hero on their path to conquest. and so even if nunu knows his best friend wouldn’t hurt a fly so long as the inquirer’s intentions are some semblance of decent, he takes no displeasure in being asked for the nth time.
CURIOSITY draws both boy and beast forward upon their descent from the peak of the mountain. willump straightens from where he’d lay flat across the snow, coasting down the path as something not unlike a sled with nunu shouting excitedly upon his back, and grumbles in offense.
“ no, ” comes bright reply from the child now perched atop his head, and paws become steps as the yeti helps him to the ground. “ willump’s nice, so long as you’re not a bad guy. he’s my best friend ! ”
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TWISTED FATE.
@svellsonger (NUNU) asks [[ First Impressions sentence starters // accepting ]] “why don’t you correct them? when people talk about you, and they’re wrong?”
HE FORGETS how perceptive kids can be. or maybe it’s obvious ; is he so used to the falsehoods spoken about him that he barely notices it anymore ? or maybe he didn’t even think of them as wrong. almost flustered chuckle is given as regard focuses on nunu, head tilting with a light smile.
❝ i … try not to mind, is all. ❞ he starts slow, ignoring the impulsive trepidation that ghosts over his nerves. ❝ some folks get so caught up in the wrongs they couldn’t recognize what’s right even if it bit 'em on the hand. ❞ oh, the irony that he, TWISTED FATE, would be saying such a thing. smile turns a touch wry, && chest aches for all of a second in most hollow of manners.
it was comical just as it was miserable. he clears his throat. ❝ i don’t wanna jump through hoops to convince folk of my character if they’re so set on some other perception of me ; ain’t worth it. my time an’ energy can be better spent with people wiser. ❞
gaze nearly bores through the soul. adults don’t see children as equals. to them, the young are more ornaments than beings, simple in their inherent naivety. a lack of experience does not, however, speak to a lack of perception, nor a lack of observation. and so nunu hears much, sees much, questions much.
“ but it hurts your feelings at least a little, right ? it’d hurt my feelings, and i’d mind. ” perhaps he is a touch quick to cut through the man’s facade of nonchalance, of an impossible complete and total detachment from the lens of bias and perception with which others view him. boy’s nose scrunches now, perhaps pondering just HOW this state of enlightenment may be achieved.
still, the visual described elicits a quiet giggle. it is amusing enough to distract nunu from the wrongs of the world, if only for a moment. his fingers fold into his palm, and a small swirl of frost nips at twisted fate’s hand, though there is no threat behind their cold. “ it’d bite ‘em like this ? um ... maybe you should tell them that they’re wrong, and they’d change their minds. like, ‘ i’m not a bad guy ! ’ and they’ll say sorry, ‘cause they didn’t know. ”
he cannot say he truly understands the response he’s given. the happiness derived in pleasing others has been forged into an instinct and hammered into nunu from youth. as disillusionment waxes and wanes with the stretch of the seasons and the many adventures upon which he’s set, he has lost some of that almost innate desire, but it persists as a quiet anxiety in the back of his mind. “ it’s kind of like when people think willump’s scary, even though he’s a nice yeti, right ? except you’re not a yeti, you’re an adult. ”
the sudden appearance of the giant beart rounding then corner makes silco jump in surprise , tripping over his own as he back pedal, rear end meeting the ground with a soft ‘ oof — ‘ . eye are wide as he stares at the beast , frozen in place on the ground , “ what is that thing ?! “ (silco to wullump hehe )
it is all furry mass, large paws and antlers as the beast rounds the corner of the seedy alley. it would be a terrifying sight to the most courageous of warriors: even the freljord’s strongest respect the might of their magic, and it has encountered a number of frightened travelers on its journeys. the yeti is an iconic figment of what many believe as imagination, tales simply meant to entertain the children of runeterra’s northern lands. it, of many woven stories, has undoubtedly prevailed to spread as far as the reaches of zaun.
perhaps, even this wiry man staring up at him with evident surprise, was once told a story featuring his brethren. willump rears back, gaze betraying the deep reflection within his consciousness. sensitive are the yeti, protective of the magic in which runeterra is rich and prosperous. the borders separating piltover and zaun are of no importance, the stark difference between the undercity and the former’s raised towers not perceived. this entire region has earned the yeti’s disdain. the magic which once flowed freely has fallen victim to man’s perversion, to their corruption.
this one man may not be the root cause, but something about him is degenerate, in the way most adults are. he’s spilt blood. not with his own hands, perhaps, but there is a stench of death about him that the yeti cannot ignore.
as a displeased groan is made, deep within the beast’s chest, a quieter voice can be heard above it. “ hey ! willump’s not a thing, he’s a yeti. THEY HAVE FEELINGS TOO. ”
a boy’s head pops out from behind a furry shoulder, craned down to stare down at silco with poorly disguised curiosity. “ but, um [ ... ] sorry if we scared you. are you alright, mister ? ”
❛ you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually , right ? ❜
“ ... no. ” once more is he subjected to scrutiny, although the bond of trust forged between them obligates nunu to simply act as though he has not noticed anything at all. so instead, the child deflects, as though words and evasion are enough to escape the consequences of what he’s done.
to be fair, the boys WERE bigger than him. they saw in him an easy target, a foreign foundling with an interesting toy and pockets of sweets. and when they’d snatched his flute from his hands, waved it above his head with sneers on their faces [ ... ] well, his mother always said magic could be dangerous.
guilt keeps his gaze fixed upon his shoes, though his pack is still heavy with his purchases in town and his precious svellsongur held close to his chest. he is not sure if he could have said the same had he not weaponized that magic so familiar to him, twisting it into something mangled and unknown. even if the pack of older ionian teenagers will be fine, if not a bit humiliated in eager emulation of the brutality of their surroundings, he knows that his gifts were NEVER meant to be turned against another person. aside from bad guys, of course.
they stop in their stride. now, he turns his head back to look up at sett, worry visible in his gaze. “ don’t tell your mom, please ? and ... um, i’m sorry. ”
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𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 . ( an updated collection of 100+ question prompts . feel free to adjust phrasing / gendered terms as necessary . )
❛ you’re leaving ? ❜
❛ can i come in ? ❜
❛ can you shut up ? ❜
❛ are you [ name ] ? ❜
❛ who am i to you ? ❜
❛ why should i care ? ❜
❛ can i come inside ? ❜
❛ did i do something ? ❜
❛ you don’t trust me ? ❜
❛ can we make a deal ? ❜
❛ are you lying to me ? ❜
❛ are you free tonight ? ❜
❛ are we going to die ? ❜
❛ can i come with you ? ❜
❛ can we call it even ? ❜
❛ you stay here , okay ? ❜
❛ you think i’m stupid ? ❜
❛ can you stitch me up ? ❜
❛ are you doing alright ? ❜
❛ is that … my shirt ? ❜
❛ who takes care of you ? ❜
❛ have you seen yourself ? ❜
❛ what took you so long ? ❜
❛ can’t you see i’m busy ? ❜
❛ who do you think i am ? ❜
❛ why are you helping me ? ❜
❛ are you happy with him ? ❜
❛ are we having a moment ? ❜
❛ are you listening to me ? ❜
❛ how are you so arrogant ? ❜
❛ how did you afford this ? ❜
❛ what are you doing here ? ❜
❛ is this all in my head ? ❜
❛ why won’t you look at me ? ❜
❛ are you here to kill me ? ❜
❛ do you want some company ? ❜
❛ are you from around here ? ❜
❛ do you need to lie down ? ❜
❛ are we on the same page ? ❜
❛ why didn’t you defend me ? ❜
❛ are you sure you’re ready ? ❜
❛ where is this coming from ? ❜
❛ where were you last night ? ❜
❛ you wanted to talk to me ? ❜
❛ will you PLEASE be quiet ?! ❜
❛ what was i supposed to do ? ❜
❛ why do you look so guilty ? ❜
❛ [ name ] … truth or dare ? ❜
❛ why did you bring me here ? ❜
❛ are you looking for someone ? ❜
❛ since when does that matter ? ❜
❛ why do you put up with me ? ❜
❛ THIS is your breaking point ? ❜
❛ what can i say to fix this ? ❜
❛ do you think i deserve this ? ❜
❛ hey , hey , are you with me ? ❜
❛ why are you leaving so soon ? ❜
❛ what do you get out of this ? ❜
❛ [ name ] , what have you done ? ❜
❛ do you have a minute to talk ? ❜
❛ did you ever actually love me ? ❜
❛ do you need somewhere to stay ? ❜
❛ why don’t you ever listen to me ?
❛ do you hear yourself right now ? ❜
❛ you knew & you didn’t tell me ? ❜
❛ do you want something to drink ? ❜
❛ when did you know you loved me ? ❜
❛ when was the last time you ate ? ❜
❛ what’s your favorite scary movie ? ❜
❛ do you want to get out of here ? ❜
❛ why is this so important to you ? ❜
❛ can i at least buy you a drink ? ❜
❛ how can you think this is funny ? ❜
❛ are you sure you’re up for this ? ❜
❛ are you trying to start something ? ❜
❛ what are we supposed to do now ? ❜
❛ can we at least try to be civil ? ❜
❛ why won’t you just leave me alone ? ❜
❛ are you thinking what i’m thinking ? ❜
❛ why are you so concerned about me ? ❜
❛ why can’t you just stay out of it ? ❜
❛ you’re not bailing on me , are you ? ❜
❛ how long have you been lying to me ? ❜
❛ can you keep your eyes open for me ? ❜
❛ how long have things been like this ? ❜
❛ why is this suddenly such a problem ? ❜
❛ what , am i supposed to be impressed ? ❜
❛ do you ever wish you could run away ? ❜
❛ you’re going to believe them over me ? ❜
❛ why are you looking at me like that ? ❜
❛ why can’t you just tell me the truth ? ❜
❛ why can’t you ever take responsibility ? ❜
❛ what can i do to make it up to you ? ❜
❛ can we put this whole thing behind us ? ❜
❛ i’m coming to get you , where are you ? ❜
❛ can you stay ? just for a little while ? ❜
❛ why won’t you let me be here for you ? ❜
❛ when are you going to forgive yourself ? ❜
❛ is that what your nightmares are about ? ❜
❛ what kind of person does this make me ? ❜
❛ where are we supposed to go from here ? ❜
❛ are you TRYING to get yourself killed ?! ❜
❛ why can’t we just talk like we used to ? ❜
❛ why do these things always happen to me ? ❜
❛ how long has it been since you’ve slept ? ❜
❛ can’t we just enjoy the moment for once ? ❜
❛ why can’t you ever stand up for yourself ? ❜
❛ why haven’t you been answering your phone ? ❜
❛ what was i supposed to do , let you die ? ❜
❛ can you listen & do what i say for once ? ❜
❛ what do you mean , you’re not coming back ? ❜
❛ why don’t you stay the night ? just once . ❜
❛ can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ? ❜
❛ you’d tell me if something was wrong , right ? ❜
❛ where do you go when you space out like that ? ❜
❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye ? ❜
❛ you’ll stand by my side no matter what , right ? ❜
❛ what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into ? ❜
❛ i need you to sit up , can you do that for me ? ❜
❛ if you have nothing to hide , what’s the problem ? ❜
❛ can we all just act like we’re winning for once ? ❜
❛ can we talk about this at a time that isn’t now ? ❜
❛ you really don’t care about any of this , do you ? ❜
❛ can you just tell me everything’s going to be okay ? ❜
❛ you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually , right ? ❜
#my pretty husband
Will you write with Arcane-Only muses?
yes i do ! i've sort of broadly incorporated arcane into certain muses' portrayals ( heimerdinger, viktor ) while others are solely based off arcane ( jayce ) but i'm open to writing with arcane - based portrayals or muses that only appear in arcane ! just know that certain muses won’t entirely adhere to the retconned lore.
The father of Piltover
viktor !
svellsonger asked: ❛ you’d tell me if something was wrong , right ? ❜ jay vik ……. :“(
❝ yes, yes. ❞
viktor knows all too well this answer will only hold the other off for so long. seconds, if it’s lucky. yet, still, he persist; punctuating the response with a dismissive wave of a hand. it’s engrossed in its work again. nothing to do with a tangible issue and all the matter of his brain never shutting off. even when it should. their work was too important to risk a moments time.
right. seconds. finally does he pull back, eyes sunken and bags dark. he slouches briefly from where he sits before leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees and looking up with an attempt– moreso his variation, of a reassuring smile. ❝ i am not a child, jayce. you do not have to .. watch me,❞ it chuckles, though anyone who paid attention would note it was far from genuine. he knows his performance is weak, yet still, neverendingly, does he persist. too casually he reaches for its cane, standing and walking the short distance to its worried companion.
it extends the rare gift of physical touch in the form of a hand on his shoulder, ❝ i promise. ❞ the smile becomes genuine, eyebrows upturned in an expression of mirrored concern. ❝ if i am able to identify an issue, i will get back to you, yes ? i am not in the habit of keeping secrets from those who share the same goal as myself. you are too– ❞ he knocks gently on jayces’ head, ❝ –in your head. we have work to do. ❞
concern is apparent in the furrow of his brow, honey gaze wide and almost pleading. he’s grown familiar with their game: avoiding, questioning, dodging, until one of them grows weary enough to concede. usually, it’s jayce.
“ i know, ” he assures, though his gaze remains fixed upon viktor, as though staring for a long enough time may diagnose the problem and find a solution. “ and i’m not trying to do that. i’m just [ ... ] ” i’m just worried about you. and he doesn’t need to be, he knows, because viktor is an adult who is perfectly capable of looking after himself. but still, exhausted is an understatement when they’re talking about his partner’s condition now.
not that jayce is doing any better. the council, with their deadlines and expectations, have ensured the pair remain all but locked up in their laboratory until their demands are met. only heimerdinger seems keen on providing a laxer roadmap for the future of hextech ( being a fellow inventor ensures he understands the necessity of time for the innovative process, being a yordle means he’s in no particular rush ) and he is quickly spoken over by the remaining members of the assembly.
the touch to his shoulder grounds him, and jayce offers a thin smile in return. better that than nothing, he supposes, but his worry is still painfully obvious. “ we do, ” comes agreement. “ sorry. i know you can take care of yourself. i guess i’m just overthinking this. ”
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annie !
❛ nunu ( @svellsonger ) , willump should meet tibbers , maybe they can be friends … like us ! ❜
“ that’s a really, REALLY good idea ! then they can go on all sorts of adventures [ ... ] and fight bad guys ! ”
willump croons now, voicing an opinion nunu seems to agree with. “ well, they don’t HAVE to fight bad guys if tibbers doesn’t want to. they can just explore instead, and help travelers in need, and all of that. ”
