𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐘.

𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑼𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹.

[edgeblades]

𝐈'𝐕𝐄   𝐆𝐎𝐓   𝑵𝑶   𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑳.                                                   #𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒                 private   &&   selective   mutuals   only   rp   blog   for   𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑵,   THE   BLADE'S   SHADOW   of   riot   game's   LEAGUE   OF   LEGENDS   franchise.   mostly   headcanon   based   &&   at   times,   canon   divergent.   NSFW   material   heavily   present.   personals   and   those   under   21   DNI.   penned   by   GOOSE.   29.   she/they.   previously   #talonisms/#bytheblades.

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒: @deathsmark , @fcrgiven

&𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃. &𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒. &𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

I. this blog is private and selective, as well as mutuals only. i curate my own space and like to keep my dash semi-orderly. if i follow you, it means i'd like to interact. in the same vein - this blog is multiverse, multiship, au, crossover, oc, and duplicate friendly. i tend to not do exclusives, but i will do mains, all of which will be listed here.

II. on the subject of activity - mine can be sporadic at times, with rp being a hobby and multiple blogs on top of this one. if i don't like a post you've tagged me in　 within around two days time, please feel free to send me a poke about it. i also kindly request when sending in ask memes, send no more than two - otherwise i tend to get overwhelmed.

i am a wordy writer for serious threads, usually about 3 + paragraphs in length. i do also format my posts - triple spaced, small font, occasionally with colors. i neither expect formatting nor entirely matched length in replies.

III. given the nature of talon's character and his temperament, romantic shipping is not the primary focus of this blog.

if you are interested in shipping with talon - i seek chemistry first and foremost, and a bit of repertoire with the mun as well. that being said - feel free to message me about it!

IV. it should be obvious that this blog will be dark and heavy on the nsfw side. nsfw includes, but is not limited to: smut, violence, gore, psychological horror, trauma, drug usage, etc. i do not shy away from darker thematics but all triggering content will be tagged and placed under a read more.

as such, i ask that if you are under the age of 21 that you do not follow/interact with me. if you follow me and your blog does not list your age, or lists you as under 21, i will likely soft block you. this is for my own comfort. no exceptions.

other standard dni's apply. do not interact if you, as a mun, are into pro-shipping, incest, noncon, underage, or are transphobic, homophobic, biphobic, ableist - etc. additionally, dni if you are friends with frosty ( windwandered, etc). callouts are listed here, and here.

V. 　goose　 / 29 / she + they / cst. i play on both na and oceanic but i'm bad no matter what my ping is. mutuals feel free to add me!

[lronwilled]

gives him many sweet little horny kisses yw

well ofc he loves them...............

[edgeblades]

just a little talon in his pajamas from the kat comic under the cut....

[no-shxme]

TALON

[edgeblades]

stinky noxian.

hoe thats not what you said last night-

[edgeblades]

stinky noxian

icky traitor smelly braid man.

[edgeblades]

HE’S JUST A LITTLE GUY-

[lronwilled]

@edgeblades

Rat Town is the largest of the settlements of Bilgewater, and exactly where the ronin wanted to be before his ship would set sail for Noxus. Fleet Street was at Rat Town’s heart, the perfect location for a plentiful amount of bar hopping if he so chose. But Yasuo was content in sticking to the Brazen Hydra, one of Bilgewater’s most renowned taverns. It had both a fairly calm atmosphere at the time of night, especially for such a bustling location, and the convenience of being where he was lodged during his stay here on the docks. Finally he was able to get something strong in him, being free of his previous charge upon them now going their separate ways for different personal goals. He isn’t sure what he’ll find in Noxus, but he feels the winds pulling him in that direction. Being at the bar was advantageous, as Yasuo enjoyed scanning the other patrons with his eyes as he nursed his now-second drink. There are a lot of unique and curious people in Bilgewater, that is certain, and it had been so long since Yasuo was ever really in any social situation that wasn’t considered necessary. It was a surprisingly welcome change, as he never realized until leaving Ionia just how lonely he was, and still is. Such is the way of things for a wanderer such as himself.

Nonetheless, his time in Bilgewater was genuinely enjoyable, and a part of him will miss this place, so watching the bustling life of the tavern would be a good final send off ‘til morning, he thought. Around the tavern were a handful of patrons he’d grown to recognize to a certain degree, but there were some new faces intermingled throughout the entire place. Each patron was accompanied by at least one other, save himself and one other lonely soul. A curious sight, one that caused Yasuo’s brow to raise slightly out of intrigue, eyeing a secluded figure whose features he couldn’t quite make out beyond the cloak they wore. There was a high chance the person in question was involved in Bilgewater’s black market, or a shady business in some capacity at the very least. But this did not deter Yasuo from tapping the bar and hauling two tankards over to the stranger.

Yasuo made his presence known by carefully placing one tankard down on the table and sliding it to the cloaked figure, not sitting down just yet in case his approach wasn’t welcome. “Hey there,” his Ionian accent very noticeable, “have a round on me, stranger.” He offers a weak, but friendly smile to the stranger, one hand holding the top of the chair in front of him and the other raising his own tankard to his lips. “May I join you?”

[edgeblades]

bilgewater   is   noisy   and   smells   horrible,   comparable   even   to   the   back   alleyways   of   noxus   and   the   underside   of   zaun.   the   stink   of   liquor,   fish,   unwashed   bodies   -   a   lesser   man   would've   long   since   turned   green,   but   it   was   sensations   talon   was   used   to,   odors   he   wasn't   unfamiliar   with.   bilgewater   was   a   frequent   stop   for   him   after   all   -   a   usual   point   between   wherever   missions   took   him   and   often   a   place   he   could   rest   a   day   or   two   before   boarding   the   next   ship   back   'home.'   something   about   the   place   was   especially   racuous   tonight.   maybe   it   was   the   paired   off   patrons,   maybe   it   was   his   own   lack   of   sleep   from   three   days   hard   travel   to   get   here,   or   maybe   it   was   because   he   was...   distracted.   

an   unfamiliar   face   -   who   stuck   out   like   a   sore   thumb   even   in   the   mixed   bag   that   was   this   particular   tavern.   his   dress   and   even   his   bearing   spoke   of   ionian,   and   talon   was   -   as   always   -   quick   to   learn   anything   and   everything   he   could   from   a   single   glance.   once   he   deemed   this   stranger   not   particularly   a   threat   -   he   dragged   his   gaze   away,   settled   further   into   his   chair   that   was   propped   against   the   wall   (always   a   wall   at   his   back),   and   watched.   not   five   minutes   later,   talon   was   looking   again.   he   didn't   quite   understand   why,   completely.   maybe   it   was   the   sleepy   warmth   that   curled   through   him   from   a   drink   half   an   hour   ago,   or   maybe   he   was   just   bored.   regardless   -   the   amber   of   his   eyes   bores   like   fire   into   the   strangers   direction   and   talon   has   to   physically,   painfully,   turn   his   head   away   to   stare   at   the   wall.   he   blinks   once,   and   it   feels   like   a   lifetime   goes   by   before-

anyone   else   would've   jumped   in   surprise   -   but   not   talon.   his   eyes   do   widen   slightly,   and   he   does   whip   his   head   towards   the   now   manifesting   stranger   at   lightning   speeds,   but   otherwise   the   young   assassin   remains   silent   -   watchful,   thinking.   arms   cross   over   his   dark   clad   chest,   and   he   tilts   his   head   -   not   unlike   a   falcon   canting   it's   gaze   in   the   direction   of   a   larger   predator,   wondering   if   the   fight   is   worth   it,   if   the   animal   even   poses   a   threat...   whatever   talon   sees,   he   deems   satisfactory,   and   takes   the   offered   tankard   with   a   grunt   that   could   probably   be   diagnosed   as   'thank   you'   alongside   a   nod   of   permission.

as   always,   the   thought   of   poison   flits   across   his   mind   but   he   squashes   it   with   a   mental   wave   of   his   hand,   imbuing   the   swill   with   an   almost   dainty   sip   before   setting   the   drink   aside.   "   i'm   afraid   you   won't   find   enjoyable   company   in   me.   "   the   gravel   of   his   voice   is   even   heavier   with   the   burn   of   alcohol,   the   intensity   made   even   thicker   as   he   speaks   in   near   flawless   ionian.   from   illiterate   to   speaking,   reading,   and   writing   three   languages   -   talon's   debt   to   general   marcus   was   still   mountains   high.   "   i'm   not   a   good   conversationalist.   "

yet,   he   leans   further   into   the   light,   the   illumination   of   the   tavern   itself   giving   the   other   a   more   candid   view   of   his   young   profile   -   the   cold   features   shrouded   in   purple   and   the   shag   of   dark   brown   hair.   "   what's   your   name?   "   he   finds   himself   asking,   before   he   can   even   temper   down   the   question   and   he   has   to   wonder   -   briefly   -   why   he   even   cares.

[edgeblades]

classic ray posting my blog before i even hAVE FINISHED THE PINNED POST I'M-

[tarutaruga]

I never asked you anything riot, pls just give the victorious skin for my son. 

[teiahnex]

I’m emotionally stressed out among many other things ✨

[teiahnex]

‘Live and die by the blade’ 

[akiihiko-kun]

reminding ya’ll that I’m still trash