" You look familiar. "

" but you don't. so i'm afraid you got the wrong person. "

not calling her bladewife seems like a lost opposrtunity

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ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ " 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘬. "

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ㅤㅤㅤind. private. sel. riven from league of legends. returning to the muse.

ㅤㅤ

/ from 197 followings to 20. rough.

I’ve been marathoning a show. You’ll never guess which one!

/ alright, i'm in. time to do some spring cleaning on here

“ oh uhm-- thank you? “

poke

pokes… back?

poke

pokes... back?

And there she was, on the run again. A horde of unruly teenagers half a block behind, shouting and shaking fists angrily. They tended to do that after you hit them with a skateboard. Taliyah swung around the corner, stopping for just a fraction of a second before spying the open doorway of a flower shop, bolting inside and jumping over the counter without a second thought. She crouched down low, not even bothering to peek outside. Or anywhere else in the shop, for that matter.

Boring. Work was definitely boring today. No activity whatsoever. Not that she liked it when it was overcrowded, but she kinda wished there’d be at least a customer or two so she would have something else to do than watch the clock.

Though, she didn’t expect her complaint to be addressed so quickly, and even less in the way of a young girl storming into the shop and jumping over the counter to seemingly hide from something. 

“ Uhm. May I help you? “  The white haired woman would ask, a brow raised at the intruder, though not for long before her gaze would go back to the door. She had been in that situation more than enough times for her to guess the reason behind the behavior.  “ Who? “

Quietly sneaks up behind Riven, before a short hop forwards, wrapping her arms around her waist, on her tiptoes to gently press her lips against her cheeks.

tenses up and yelps at the sudden and unexpected contact, finally giving in to the arms holding her once she recognized who that was.  “ you’re going to give me an heart attack one day, you know? “

Slowly lowers herself down in front of the Exile from an overhanging branch, hanging precariously by her tails, a cheeky smile on her lips moments before taking Riven's cheeks into her hands, gently tracing circles along her skin, before swiftly seizing the opportunity to plant a kiss upon her lips.

how… peculiar. she could have sworn foxes weren’t supposed to hang down from trees like fruits. she observes her, the corner of her lips curling up in a small smile when she understands what’s coming. pressing her lips against ahri’s, she raises her arms a bit, readying herself to catch the fox. just in case.

Casually snoops towards Riven, tails flicking curiously, before pouncing towards the Exile, arms outstretched for an embrace.

catches her and swings her around once or twice, before pulling her close. she is hers now.

riven from the new LoL cinematic has me feeling some type a way…

Still upset about not seeing Riven’s abs in that animatic btw

' do you need a hug? '

   A brow was raised in return to to the… peculiar inquiry. She hadn’t expected that kind of question, and it left her momentarily speechless, uncertain of the proper way to respond. In the first place, did she need one? She was almost sure she didn’t. Almost. But she felt it might be rude to straight up reject the other. Plus the idea of receiving one from the ranger wasn’t unpleasant.

   “ If you are willing to provide. “