sing with me

canon divergent karthus. loved by tea.

[lichmuses]

                                                      tea’s multi muse.                                                   fandom & fandomless.                                                         est. 9/10/2020.                                                                [doc]

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[lichmuses]

                                                      tea’s multi muse.                                                   fandom & fandomless.                                                         est. 9/10/2020.                                                                [doc]

                              any pre-existing solo blogs for muses will stay.                                     in case multi muse doesn’t work out.

[deathblessing]

me: *drops something*

me: *stares down at it in disappointment for a few seconds before picking it up*

[deathblessing]

Boe didn't understand where they were, or why they looked the way they did, they were impossibly larger then they had been before going to sleep, and waking up like this. - Boe @troubledtwins

Feeling an incredible surge of unfamiliar power just outside the cathedral, Karthus rolls his eyes and heads towards the entrance, expecting to see one of his fellow Isles denizens messing with something they shouldn’t be messing with. 

The lich opens the heavy mahogany doors and lets out a little yelp of surprise and fear. Scrambling to shut the door in a rather uncharacteristically panicked fashion, Karthus slams the door and bolts it shut.

There was a dragon soul. On the Isles. How?

@troubledtwins

[troubledtwins]

Boe didn’t want to hurt anyone, “My name is Boe, I don’t know where here is. I… I don’t know why I look like this.” They made the effort to talk softer, that was not easy, in this form. Boe looked around again, trying again to remember how they got here.

[deathblessing]

Karthus paid close attention to every single syllable of the beast’s words; hearing their every sentence tremble with fear and confusion funnily enough put Karthus at ease. So they were telling the truth. They genuinely had no idea where they were.

Poor soul. It was a miracle that Karthus found them first, then.

“I...see. Well, if you truly do not insist on bringing harm to myself or my home...”

Karthus disappears inside the cathedral once again, robes and hair swirling as he flew down the spiral stairwell of the bell tower as he cautiously began to unlock the front doors and step outside.

“Usually I would happily welcome guests into my cathedral but...unfortunately I don’t think you would fit through the door.”

The gentle lich dusted himself off before introducing himself.

“May I ask your name? I am Karthus. I am sometimes known as The Deathsinger, but I assure you, the epithet is more frightening than I am.”

[deathblessing]

Boe didn't understand where they were, or why they looked the way they did, they were impossibly larger then they had been before going to sleep, and waking up like this. - Boe @troubledtwins

Feeling an incredible surge of unfamiliar power just outside the cathedral, Karthus rolls his eyes and heads towards the entrance, expecting to see one of his fellow Isles denizens messing with something they shouldn’t be messing with. 

The lich opens the heavy mahogany doors and lets out a little yelp of surprise and fear. Scrambling to shut the door in a rather uncharacteristically panicked fashion, Karthus slams the door and bolts it shut.

There was a dragon soul. On the Isles. How?

@troubledtwins

[troubledtwins]

Boe let out what should of been a squeak, but this form couldn't make that noise. It came out more of a growl. At the sudden noise of doors slamming. They stood up on their four legs, moving was easier then expected, it was almost as if this was completely natural to them. "Hello?" Their voice booming, the loudness of their own voice surprised them.

[deathblessing]

The volume of that voice scared the lich to bits, jumping almost a foot off the ground at the sound. Yet, as frightened as Karthus was, the voice did not sound malicious or threatening. In fact...it sounded afraid.

Not wanting to deal with the beast head on, however, Karthus fished out his keys and unlocked the door to the bell tower, racing up the stairs and peeking out from the balcony.

“I kindly ask that you remain in place until you state your name and your business...! I mean you no harm, but if you intend to bring harm to my home and those who reside here, then you are most unwelcome.”

Karthus was not one for threats.

[deathblessing]

liking your muse and wanting to punch ‘em in the eye for daring to exist are not mutually exclusive

@bm13​

[deathblessing]

Boe didn't understand where they were, or why they looked the way they did, they were impossibly larger then they had been before going to sleep, and waking up like this. - Boe @troubledtwins

Feeling an incredible surge of unfamiliar power just outside the cathedral, Karthus rolls his eyes and heads towards the entrance, expecting to see one of his fellow Isles denizens messing with something they shouldn’t be messing with. 

The lich opens the heavy mahogany doors and lets out a little yelp of surprise and fear. Scrambling to shut the door in a rather uncharacteristically panicked fashion, Karthus slams the door and bolts it shut.

There was a dragon soul. On the Isles. How?

@troubledtwins

[trolloflegend-archive]

feat. @deathblessing

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karthus writes with a very old fashioned style of cursive.

he’s not sure where he learned this, because he could not read or write up until he was about ten years old while living in noxus prime.

[deathblessing]

sits down underneath a tree. skims through the necronomicon.

who knows how many times he’s read it cover to cover by now.

[deathblessing]

mordekaiser: knocks heavily on the cathedral doors.

karthus:

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karthus’ ship tier list.

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to be embraced by karthus feels like having a wedding veil dropped on you. 

it’s light. it’s gentle. 

his spindly fingers just barely touch your skin and his gravity defying, wispy hair tickles your cheeks. he doesn’t speak nor does he move once he’s in place, treating you with the same care one would give a priceless porcelain doll. and that’s to everyone.

it’s sometimes thought by those that have met him, that to be embraced by karthus is a taste of what it’s like to let go of your life and pass on peacefully.

[deathblessing]

for se.xual sunday i would say that karthus would experience sexual attraction? but not an incredible amount. he values romantic attraction. friendship. a relationship that bonds two souls, two spirits. the physical aspect of a relationship is just a very good bonus.

he can be very touchy and very clingy, draping himself over his lover’s shoulders as he floats behind them light as a feather. always ensuring to never be too intrusive. always conscious that he’s not too heavy or in the way. if he were to completely stop levitating around you, he trusts you wholeheartedly. he also doesn’t like getting his feet dirty, so if he lets them touch the ground you are extra important.

he’s 100% gay. 

[kxowledge]

Euripides, Bakkhai (tr. Gibbons)

[deathblessing]

blessed are the dead.

hey all, i’m coming back to my canon divergent karthus after a very long hiatus. since these get around faster than regular promos, i’d appreciate it so much if you could reblog this so i can find my feet again in the league rp community. <3

[deathblessing]

one of karthus’ dreams is to sing on stage within a demacian theatre.

his voice is deeply inspired from demacian opera, and wishes to pay his own tributes to the style with his own performance; his own way of thanking the demacian singer whom he fell in love with many years ago for teaching him.

that singer’s soul rests in peace now, and karthus cannot wait to meet him in death.