𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻𝕆𝕍𝔼

ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ, ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀʙʟᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ League of Legends OC rp, art & askblog. Please read rules .

[noxiandove]

𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄            𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑              𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋           𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍

independent   ,   semi-selective   LEAGUE  OF  LEGENDS OC   ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯  as    written    by    moonlit.

RULES ● BIO ● HEADCANONS

[daweyt]

— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘The Third Hour of the Night’", published c. 2017.

[noxiandove]

//Man seeing your blog is a blast from the past. Glad to see you are still doing art & stuff! Ashen/Heimer mun from wayyy back when.

; { aaAA Heimer dad I missed you :'''( does make me feel old when I remember Riley's blog is 10 years old and Ivory's almost 8 years old sjkdhskd }

[windsweptt]

After a long day of travels, Yasuo finally found the perfect place to rest. He let his traveler's bag slide off his shoulder to hit the ground with a loud thud.

Yasuo let out an exhausted sigh and sat down underneath a tree to relax for a while. He pulled the hat that hung from the back of his neck and placed it on his face to take a nap.

@noxiandove

[noxiandove]

It was early spring. The fresh scent of flowers blooming and birds singing had always drawn Ivory to nature, even if she was rarely allowed to wander outside of Noxian territory, at least alone. Not that this applied, today - because she had been on a trip with the Noxian troops to the northern border, towards the Freljord.

With a lot of free time on her hands now that the mission was nearly over, the Dove swiftly escaped the Noxian camp to wander around the trees, and soon found herself lost in a gorgeous, blooming clearing. 

In fact, she liked this spot so much that she decided to climb up a beautiful tree, and took out her sketchbook, immersing herself in the beauty of spring and deciding to spend the rest of the day sketching whatever she saw.

---

Long hours were spent drawing and drawing again - drawing every bird, flower and bunny she saw, lost in her thoughts - however, and she knew it was coming, the Beast inside of her started to feel restless, and agitated. She tried to ignore him the best she could, occasionally feeling a tingle of pain down her spine, or an itch in her arm, her vein glowing purple every time it happened.

Until...

A sharp, stabbing pain ran through her spine and down her arms, and she yelped - dropping her sketchbook and all of her painting and drawing tools from the branch she was sitting on. 

She winced, expecting them to crash quietly in the grass - hopefully, nothing would be too badly damaged. But instead, the crash was loud, as if all of her stuff had hit a person.

[noxiandove]

𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 !

Bold what your muse can do. Italicize for something they can do to some extent.

bake a cake from scratch / ride a horse / drive a submarine / speak a second language / dance / catch a fish / play an instrument / throw a punch / build a deck / ice skate / unclog a drain / program a computer / change a flat tire / fire a gun / sew / juggle / play poker / paint / fly a kite / sculpt / write poetry / change a diaper / sing / shoot a bow and arrow / ride a bike / swim / sail a boat / do a backflip / play chess / give cpr / pitch a tent / flirt / stitch a wound / read palms / use chopsticks / write in cursive calligraphy / use an electric drill / braid hair / make a campfire / make a mixed drink / do sudoku puzzles / wrap a gift / give a good massage / jump start a car / roll their tongue / do magic tricks / do yoga / tie a tie / skip a rock / shuffle a deck of cards / read morse code / pick a lock / fly a plane / train animals / fix a car / apologize / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music / cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / march / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem / basic first aid / draw blood / put out a fire

tagged by : @carnagebloom​ thank you <3

tagging : @knightedheart​ @seekslight​ @visionoxus​ & whoever else wants to do it !!

[noxiandove]

Her shoulders relax a little as he speaks - eyes still carefully following his every movement. Yes, she understood what he meant. How could she not? Having to play nice and avoid being seen as any kind of threat had been part of her daily life since that... day. But surely he, Vladimir - the Vladimir, had more freedom than she did, he was powerful, people needed to respect him no matter what, right?

“Maybe being seen as a threat is...” She begins, hesitantly sitting down on the armchair in front of him, “...A good thing.” She folds her hands over her lap, “As time passes, their influence fades. Their strength diminishes. Their lives end. But you remain.”

“The leash is always temporary, but the power, and knowledge, you gain from being patient through it all, is eternal.”

Sometimes she was wise beyond her years, but surely being raised by the Black Rose since birth would do that to anybody.

[hemoplagued]

“They may diminish but their ways of stopping creatures such as us grows. I’m sure you’re aware of how Demacia has been taking care of their mages” he says, however, there isn't a hint of annoyance in his voice. He seems to be rather calm, despite the topic they spoke of.

“Preferably I would like for that to never grow in popularity.“ he turns to her, eyes studying her form from too to bottom before speaking once more. “And what say you? You are a creature who has always been obedient. Even now you struggle to speak your mind with me, yet you've always been in my presence. Do you not have concerns about how terribly quiet the world has been? It's still. Even for a being as young as yourself, the quiet is unsettling, is it not?”

[noxiandove]

“Demacia is nothing,” The Dove immediately retorts, perhaps a little too boldly, quickly clearing her throat and sitting back in her chair, making herself as little as possible. “They’re... They’re fools, is what I mean,” She adds, “Mages are invaluable assets. Magic... is unbeatable. This is why they fear us. Why they fear Noxus.”

Truly, years of Noxian propaganda, coupled with Black Rose indoctrination, had succeeded in making Ivory a devoted patriot. Whether or not she truly, deeply believed in her own words was debatable, however.

“I...” The Dove hesitates, his words reasoning in her mind - painfully true words. Had she ever questioned her place among Noxians? Among the forces of the Black Rose? Surely she had, but... Ebony would always protect her, wouldn’t he? They were each other’s greatest doom, but also greatest strength. She would never be alone, never.

“...I don’t think I’ve ever felt true quietness,” She replies after a second of silence, “It’s like my mind is constantly buzzing... constantly keeping me busy. Aware.” Her fingers nervously play with the hem of her shirt, “Maybe the buzzing will go away with time. Maybe I’ll... feel empty someday, like... like...” She whispers: “...like you feel empty.”

[aesthetics-core]

[noxiandove]

Even after all these years, it was as if the woman was still incredibly intimidated by the mere presence of the hemomancer - barely able to stand still, eyes filled with apprehension.

“You are, yes - as always, sir.” She nods politely, imitating his gesture and clasping her hands over her waist, “And I try to follow in your footsteps, of course.”

She attempted to stay, well, polite and vague in her answer - hoping not to anger the man if she somehow misunderstood the tone of the conversation.

[hemoplagued]

His eyes lock on her, a gentle sigh escaping him. "I am tired of behaving. I am forced to sit here idly, acting as a human would. For what? Because if I lift a finger the general and his followers would deem me a threat to the state, if they haven't already." He lifts his hand, metallic finger causing a red liquid to rise from his glass. The ball of crimson swirling, moving in the air freely as if it were a living organism with a pulse.

"This leash, it chokes the life out of me."

[noxiandove]

Her shoulders relax a little as he speaks - eyes still carefully following his every movement. Yes, she understood what he meant. How could she not? Having to play nice and avoid being seen as any kind of threat had been part of her daily life since that... day. But surely he, Vladimir - the Vladimir, had more freedom than she did, he was powerful, people needed to respect him no matter what, right?

“Maybe being seen as a threat is...” She begins, hesitantly sitting down on the armchair in front of him, “...A good thing.” She folds her hands over her lap, “As time passes, their influence fades. Their strength diminishes. Their lives end. But you remain.”

“The leash is always temporary, but the power, and knowledge, you gain from being patient through it all, is eternal.”

Sometimes she was wise beyond her years, but surely being raised by the Black Rose since birth would do that to anybody.

[rebel6]

by Pascal Blanché

[hemoplagued]

@noxiandove followed! -

His lips pull into a thin line, hands clasping across his lap as he leaned back in a chair. "I'm behaving." he says simply.

[noxiandove]

Even after all these years, it was as if the woman was still incredibly intimidated by the mere presence of the hemomancer - barely able to stand still, eyes filled with apprehension.

“You are, yes - as always, sir.” She nods politely, imitating his gesture and clasping her hands over her waist, “And I try to follow in your footsteps, of course.”

She attempted to stay, well, polite and vague in her answer - hoping not to anger the man if she somehow misunderstood the tone of the conversation.

[moonlitalien]

New and revamped ref sheets for my League of Legends OC Ivory and her Void beast Ebony! Made minor changes to Ivory's design and completely revamped her wardrobe/aesthetic, but Ebony's design remains the same from their most recent redesign (2019).

Along with my other League of Legends OC Riley, Ivory and Ebony are also turning 10 years old in 2022! It's insane to think I've had them for so long, but I still love them so, so much.

[noxiandove]

So funny story, I am said Ekko! I don't really do much on Tumblr anymore as of a year or so ago but I still check things out from time to time and I just so happened to see one of your posts! I remember we used to talk on Skype a WHOLE lot so if you'd like to I can shoot you my discord if you have one! If not then hey all cool, just wanted to drop by and say that I hope you are doing well after all this time <3

; { !! This is awesome, I’m actually doing very well and I hope you’re doing well too! Please feel free to add me on Discord! My ID: MoonlitAlien#2399 }

[noxiandove]

Do you by chance remember being friends with an Ekko? Went by the url Ekko-the-time-kid waaaaaaay back when?

; { I absolutely remember him! But we haven’t spoken in many years (5? 6??) so I’m not sure if he is still active in the RPC or on tumblr on another blog. }

[noxiandove]

; { GODDD I’m sorry for the lack of activity, I promise I still want to be active, I just have a lot on my plate right now. I have to stay focused on school, & I like to draw in my free time since writing takes a lot of energy for me. Thank you so much for being patient with threads yall 🙏 I did not forget anyone & I will be replying ASAP. }

[firis-chan]

[noxiandove]

; { so I was bored last night and ended up making that ship tier list for Ivory!! ofc I can’t include OCs so it’s just the canon characters :( yes somehow Cho'Gath and others are considered “gross” but under certain circumstances she could end up dating other weird things like Vel'Koz don’t look at me }

[soulmemesarc]

sexual tension prompts

loving reminder that "my muse" is the person reblogging the meme and "your muse" is your muse! if you want to reverse these, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they're designed for all muses, regardless of whether they've interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : your muse pins my muse against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses' hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : your muse watches my muse from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide my muse, your muse presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : your muse asks mine into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : your muse licks something from their thumb or lips in front of my muse.

[ SLEEVES ] : your muse rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with my muse, your muse can't resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : your muse fastens a necklace around my muse's neck.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to your muse stepping intimately closer to my muse.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, your muse unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : your muse intervenes between my muse and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : your muse texts intimate content to my muse.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with my muse, your muse flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, your muse arrives close to my mind from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : your muse leans tantalisingly close to my muse to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : your muse initiates intense eye contact with my muse.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : your muse asks my muse if they're single.

[ WHISPER ] : your muse leans close to my muse's ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : your muse reaches forward to brush a strand of my muse's hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : your muse steadies my muse by placing their hands on their waist when my muse almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : your muse begins to grin at something my muse is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : your muse pulls my muse into their side as they're walking together.