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thequotejournals

To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.

Ernest Hemingway (via thequotejournals)

#whispers within (musings.)

dana-nto-deactivated20200607

Katarina and Talon with Suit

#shine of a dagger (aes.)#my equal my half (talon.)

beck-arts

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#out of knives (ooc.)#reblog #// please help them out!!!#// their art is beyond lovely and they could really use the support~

‘ Katarina just has this brewing hate for Marcus after his disappearance with one simple reason, truly. She can’t stand it, can’t stand to remember the man who she thought she could truly trust and confide in-- she can’t understand the reasons why he left his family to the dirt and put his obsessions first; why he put the game with Swain above all things she thought he understood was far more worth. Some nights she cries about it, unable to keep the tears back any longer.

Sometimes she goes out to drink and screams her frustrations out to the crisp air of the night without as much as a care.

All because Katarina realizes that she can feel, even after her father’s rigorous training sessions, for all the vulgarity that was shared between them when they clashed. To her, he was Noxus itself --- and a part of her that is most likely six feet under. ‘

#she who weaves through the dance of death (headcanons.)#the red lotus (katarina builder.)#| aaaaahhhh i don't know why this almost made me cry |#| but it did. |

simzart

Katarina :Q_

#me myself and disappointment (self.)#shine of a dagger (aes.)

( ... )

The honeyed words that spilled from the Deceiver’s lips didn’t come close to even fazing her in comparison to the irritation that began to bubble from within; as if seeing her from meetings with High Command or Swain wasn’t enough of a misfortune in itself. Her statement struck true, but fine reputation in etiquette and presentation was something the Du Couteau could leave to her younger sister; she could care more for how the way she spun efficiently in battle.

Rather than taking up the notion of spitting at the woman’s feet, she only rolled her eyes, not even managing to muster the extra energy needed to feel disgust. With ease, Katarina slowly peels her fingers away from the handle her weapon; it was a risky decision but she could hardly care for the consequences, not when the only thing she wanted more than shedding blood was the taste of more alcohol.

I need to get home.

“Aristocrat or not, those men could hardly be called Noxian.” Katarina scoffed They’re spineless, weak, dressed in their fine garb and sipping wine that’s more than likely spiked, true worth is in blood LeBlanc.” The redhead scoffs in reply, her emerald gaze finally locking with golden ones. God she hated the way LeBlanc’s lips curled into that cocky smirk, the way she seemed-- no, knew exactly how she would act and talk. Katarina would pay a hefty price to see that grin wiped off the face of Valoran itself.

“Why are you here anyway? Swimming in the shit pool with the rest of us isn’t complimenting your own reputation either. ”

#a dance of blades (ic.)#senseless lies (LeBlanc.)#roleplay

sifresiniunutandavinci

#shine of a dagger (aes.)

( ... )

That voice, that ever infuriating voice that grilled on her ears like sandpaper and the very tip of her own blade put against her skin. The redhead’s heart and instincts races wildly against her volition; constantly vying for control over her own temptations to attack the Deceiver that stood so boldly behind her, even going as far as evidently making her presence clear by the clack of those golden heels that were much too tall to be truly tasteful. Slowly and even more begrudgingly, Katarina turned to face her; mind already half-clouded from the copious amounts of drinks she had taken previously. Of course it was the Deceiver that had to greet her rather than some lowly assassin.

“And what more did you expect from me, LeBlanc?” She dared to question back, the handle of her dagger weaving more into the grasp of her leather clad fingers, itching to strike. Emerald eyes flickered with a looming threat, even if it meant nothing to the other woman before her. She had to be careful, even if her fellow Noxian desired her death anyway. LeBlanc worked far too closely with Swain, to harm her would risk the security of her entire house’s position in Noxus.

And fail to bring her father’s name to honor.

“Didn’t think someone like you would find enjoyment in being around the common folk now and again. But somehow I’m not all that surprised. You belong with filth.”

#a dance of blades (ic.)#roleplay #senseless lies (LeBlanc.)#inposturas

The silver of her throwing knife zipped through the air, piercing the cool summer breeze until it hit the bark of the maple tree without as much as a stutter in it’s journey. Precise, swift. But never enough.

Katarina growled at herself, blindly ignoring the sweat that trickled down her brow and scorching blaze of the sun above as it reflected off her leather armor and burned the skin beneath. Fingers tightened more around the next projectile, fingernails caked with dirt and knuckles turning white from the force of her grip as she threw the knife once more; watching as it landed exactly behind it’s sister blade.

Only adequate.

She slumped down to the grass, her breaths leaving her in ragged shudders and huffs. Katarina held her head in her hands, shutting off the world around her and closing her eyes as she mutters a curse loudly “Fuck!.”

@lacerato

#a dance of blades (ic.)#roleplay #the exile within (Riven.)#lacerato #// :D!!

She didn’t particularly take much of a liking to the filth-ridden streets of Noxus in the day, she doubted anyone with common sense did. It was a distaste that only seemed to intensify in the obscure starless nights that veiled over the Immortal Bastion. Katarina took casual steps, there was no haste even as she remained ever cautious of her surroundings. Leather boots clacked almost soundlessly against the stone of the marketplace, all the while one hand played with one of her signature throwing knives; one that was specifically carved with the initials ‘ DC ‘.

It was one that had belonged to her father’s.

Emerald irises stilled for the slightest moment, her mind realizing where her subconscious had led her to during her nightly walks. The Ivory Ward.

No, keep him out of your thoughts. You don’t need to remember.

Katarina shook her head defiantly but her musings persisted “... Why did you have to leave us...” She murmured to herself, not caring for whoever listened around her. She wanted them -- wanted him-- to hear for all it was worth “You never listened.”

@inposturas

#a dance of blades (ic.)#roleplay #senseless lies (LeBlanc.)#// hope this is alright dear!#inposturas

florizels

Children do not stay young for long in this savage country.

Angela Carter, Excerpt of The Company of Wolves from The Bloody Chamber (via the-queenbitch)

#the bloodiest blades for Noxus! (noxus.)#whispers within (musings.)

Since these tend to go out faster, link this post for a starter :D I’m finally getting the feel for the muse!

(Taking 3 for now!)

#out of knives (ooc.)#calling for blood (starter call.)

noxian-rose

Ship Talk: Garen and Katarina

I’m surprised Kat and Garen managed to get an explanation of their ship before Swain and LeBlanc did. Because you know, I’m a LeBlanc blog? Hum, onwards to show.

See, Katarina and Garen aren’t much of a typical ship in terms of how it’s formed and how the reasonings behind it. Though it has been confirmed canon after many years, their story is murky and is essentially just a big needless puddle of misunderstanding. This is because most see it for how their relationship is set up, basically Romeo and Juliet of Valoran (though neither die at the end, kek) and a lot of people don’t tend to like it because of that. I personally don’t have a side to it if only because I tend to write for the lesser known ships ; though Garen and Katarina have sort of sparked an interest because of how terrible it’s often portrayed in League fanfiction – thank god for the roleplaying blogs are usually the saving grace of this pairing. Most who haven’t studied the in-depth workings of characters are often misinterpreting this ship or atleast if they do understand they don’t quite see the bigger picture.

Because of this most of the fanfics written for it are what I would classify as out of character and come off as cliche; essentially becoming “just another love story”. There’s a lot more beneath the surface, and not just with the characters themselves.

Keep reading

#reblog #out of knives (ooc.)#// I forgot to reblog this

“ She who weaves the silver of war,

DANCING through the blood in grace.”

#katarina #league of legends #selfpromo #// I DID THE THING YAY #roleplay

koumajou-blog

LEAGUE OF LEGENDS LORE-INSPIRED AESTHETIC ( 03 / ?? ) || NOXUS.

( The human nation of Noxus is in many ways the moral antithesis of Demacia ; it is a country where the physically and mentally strong acquire power through any means, regardless of the consequences to their fellow citizens. )

#shine of a dagger (aes.)

starfalloblivion

The Black Rose blooms in the darkest of cities. Green is not the color of growth but of venom. Red is not the color of love but of blood. Citizens die but Noxus endures, growing strong on the shed blood of her people and her enemies.

#shine of a dagger (aes.)#// YESSSS

angelbaby997

Cherry Wine // Hozier

#shine of a dagger (aes.)

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