Guiding_Star
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When Heartsteel first debuted, they were a massive, global hit. They were everywhere; billboards, magazines, talk shows, clothing brands, and so on... No one would've expected that they would end up disbanding just short of ten years after they were formed.
Kayn was the catalyst; his name was smeared by the media and his already bad reputation caught up to him.He had all but disappeared from their lives in the resulting chaos.
But years later, after he found safety within a new band - Linked - and it's calm bassist, Kayn would return to where it all began; their little garage band dreams which he shattered.
Unbeknownst to him, one little spark of joy hadn't forgotten him.
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“Tell me, have you ever heard of Soulmates? Those bonded even before birth?” Kayn asked with a shaky breath, staring down at the gilded prince with nothing but adoration and affection.
“Are they real?” Ezreal responded without hesitation, like something had clicked into place. “Is that why I know you?”
“Pretty much.” Kayn replied, resting his hand on Ezreal’s cheek as his thumb idly caressed the prickly amber scales framing his golden eyes. “That doesn’t mean we have to abide by that fate if we don’t want to, though. I can leave, and never come back.”
“Why would you want that?”
“Because you’re more important than some pre-destined bond.” Kayn cupped both his cheeks. The touch was gentle, if not shaky, betraying his inner fears despite how calm he appeared. “I want you to want this yourself, not because it was some stupid fated match.”
“Then, what if I want it?”
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Once, there was a god made flesh.
A being so divine it belonged not in the realm of mortals.
Yet, it was twisted by existence… Malformed into a shadow of what it once was.
A cursed creature.
So, they locked it away deep in the temple, never to see the light of day as they repented for their heresy in silence and seclusion.
—Or, that's what they wrote about you.”
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The Kiramman household; a glistening cage of gold and silver, where she alone sings as a bluebird within its overlapping, gilded bars. The expectation upon her shoulders; a noose around her neck, coiling around her ever tighter like a snake, waiting for the time when she would just GIVE IN and FALL ever further from the Kiramman name. But she is not yet ready for fate to have its way with her, no. She is determined to shake off those shackles, and find her freedom, wherever that may lie.
Vi Vanderson; An icon of the common people. The name, respected within the lower, dilapitated streets of the ever growing nation prided for it's wealth. Her hope long ago was to make a difference in this world of glamor, like her fathers once did from the deepest depths of Zaun. But her naive hope was tested, and her good heart, fractured from the realization; she is nothing but a doll, placed up high by the Council's decree to make a play at democracy. All she can seem to do, now, is simply protect her family from the worst of it, and the name her fathers had earned before her with blood, sweat, and countless tears. (If only she could control her behavior, that is.)
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Glass-winged Butterflies by Guiding_Star
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
11 Dec 2024
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If she hadn't taken them on that stupid job, maybe, none of this would've happened, now would it?
Marcus wouldn't have had the chance to kill Grayson, and Vander wouldn't have become that thing. Powder would still be here—Mylo and Clagger too. No one would've had to suffer…
You’ve always known it, but you just stuck your head in the dirt and pretended that it’s all Silco’s fault.
The butterfly—that flapped its wings.
And set the world on fire.
That's right, sis.
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Friends since they could remember clearly, Ezreal, Kayn, and his sister Akali carried a mixture of not-so-harmonious colors. Ezreal held in his heart that hopeful green that blossomed alongside plants in spring, in contrast to Kayn's deeply melancholic blue.
Separated shortly after turning twelve, a month before the first Christmas Ezreal would spend alone with his stuffed animals, the story follows happy childhood memories, overshadowed by the passing of time. The summers spent running barefoot on hot asphalt and licking the melting ice cream between their sticky fingers would become only distant and fond memories, intensified by the pain of when Zed would have stolen his wife's car, taking the children with him as far away as possible.Or:
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[Explorer133]: Nice guitar. Do you play, or is it just for the aesthetics?
The answer comes faster than expected, but it’s not what Ezreal’s been waiting for, not really.
[ShadowReaper]: send pics
Ezreal blinks at the message, his thumb hovering over the keyboard. It’s almost comical how quickly the shift happens, how the tension he’s been anticipating melts into something far more… typical. He lets out a soft, half-amused laugh, running a hand through his hair.
So much for the online etiquette.
or: Ezreal and Kayn don't have an easy relationship. Somehow, they click through an anonymous dating app. Shenanigans and misunderstandings ensue.
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29 Oct 2025
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I don't need it... I don't need it... I NEEDD ITGGTTT :sobs:
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Ezreal’s voice was muffled against the wood. "I always let him win. That’s the problem. And now he’s hot. Hot and evil. That’s an unstoppable combo."
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Ezreal was doing just fine living his peaceful, embarrassment-free life as the assistant at Yone’s charming little bookstore — until Kayn, his childhood nemesis (and current walking thirst trap), decided to reappear out of absolutely nowhere. And of course, he had to be working just a few steps away. Because of course he did. This is Ezreal’s life now: trying to act normal while surrounded by books, adult responsibilities, and the constant threat of spontaneous humiliation.
Bookmarked by Guiding_Star
27 Oct 2025
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Oumfgh.... Emotional wrecks (wholesome & endearing)
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In a world where the Ascended begin patronages with mortals, Ezreal has always been living under the pressure of being worthy of the blessing bestowed upon him. However Ne'Zuk, the Ixtali ascended, his patron, didn't turn out to be what he had expected.
After years living in privilege, a slip of the tongue coming from Ne'Zuk has Ezreal insisting on going to watch a fight at the Collosseum, something completely forbidden to heirs. What Ezreal doesn't know, is that meeting a certain gladiator will completely change his perspective of the world.
(Co-Created with Letty)
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26 Oct 2025
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Edible... Edible, chewable sexual tension...