The Watchers will return

Blind, cold, tyrant and betrayer of the Freljord. Descriptive. Novella. Selective. Shit poster. Read my rules. The name 'Lissandra' or her true identity is NOT public knowledge. Icon by NoahKH

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♡♡♡ Gods... i chocked on that. Glad I'm still relevant to someone here. 

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How do you use tumblr again..

(´ -｀) How troublesome..

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This account in a nutshell.

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Hi tumblr have this

okay bye!

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@pickaxehead @blindinthemind Hope you two like it

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THANK YOU I APPRECIATE IT GREATLY ❤❤❤😲💪👌👀💥👏❤❤❤❤

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HI HAVE SOME CRACK FROM TWITTER

aatrox with panties on his horns lol

OKAY BYE HAHAH 

ALL @embodimentofwar ‘s FAULT

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fuckin.............

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“Are you just going to stand there like an ice sculpture or are you actually going to greet me, I might start thinking you no longer have any interest in me. Perhaps I should do something radical to get your attention.”

Who– Oh. 

“Jhin.” She began softly. “–perhaps I was.” A smile as she drifted closer to the other. Reaching up, she brushed her fingers gently on those blonde locks. 

“I’ve been… busy. Very busy.” Her tone is half apologetic. 

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“I don’t think that’s an appropriate enough excuse for ignoring me.” Leaning into the cold touch she sighed softly holding up her hand. “How about some ice for my performance, and perhaps a cute smile.” A teasing smirk on her face as she toyed with Lissandra.

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“I am sure ice is not the only thing you missed of me.” She takes her hand away though not before giving Jhin another caress. 

“...what kind of performance is it anyway? Does it involve blood?” 

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“Are you just going to stand there like an ice sculpture or are you actually going to greet me, I might start thinking you no longer have any interest in me. Perhaps I should do something radical to get your attention.”

Who-- Oh. 

“Jhin.” She began softly. “--perhaps I was.” A smile as she drifted closer to the other. Reaching up, she brushed her fingers gently on those blonde locks. 

“I’ve been... busy. Very busy.” Her tone is half apologetic. 

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something for league i guess

got lazy sorry :/

dark hole chest, draws his black hole sword out of it, has something like a galaxy wings smth when he ults he’s a blackhole?? xd idk

suggestions from @embodimentofwar

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Oh gosh i love him.. ;-;

Anyway... Oops might slide back here on tumblr once @embodimentofwar gets his internet back~

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Jfc this blog is dead again

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Giveaway time

So i reached 250 followers and decided to do a giveaway where i randomly pick 2 winners by using a randomizer. the winners will recive one icon art :) .

could be looking like this. Rules: Reblog the post to sign the fuck up. (multiple reblogs count as 1). You are not allowed to sign up with your sideblog as well … stay fair and give other people a chance as well. No giveaway blogs. you cant just follow and unfollow after the giveaway thats just hella rude. no giveaway blogs allowed. YOU MUST BE FOLLOWING ME.

there are also things that will Disqualify you as a winner. when you start bothering me over and over again … just dont be a dick pls.. its hella annoying and demotivates. also not following the rules means u r OUT. And to make sure you read all this i wanted to tell you that i appreciate it a lot that you took your time and read this ♥

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eyy

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Here are some little animations I’ve made half a year ago of Scarmiglione’s sexy Lissandra drawing, You can find even more LoL related artwork like this on his blog!

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Hello I am back though a bit jet lagged…

I got drafts up and will work on them after some sleep. Pretty eager actually! Thank you for the patience.

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Still not back. Xnx

Became suddenly busy as soon as i came back. Ahhhhh

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“Bathe with me in warm blood, Lissandra." He takes her by the hand, firmly held.

Bathe. In blood…? 

She gave him an incredulous look, but once he touched her–she knew his intent was not as filthy as it sounded. She allows him to lead her, unsure if she decided right. 

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He catches her in his arms and swiftly glided down the halls, only to push her down on a bed of numerous scattered petals he had made at the very heart of the citadel. A perpetual cheeky grin is set on his lips as he lowered his head so their faces are too close for comfort.

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Well then.. whisked away so suddenly, all she could do is stare up at Aatrox in surprise as he pushes her on her back. She tries to move, but found themselves locked closely together. Not that it is uncomfortable of course..

She looked to the side with a frown just as the scent of the flowers hits her. Roses? How cliche. Why would she complain though, when he seemed so glad to see her again.

A pause before she sighs, facing him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she returns his embrace.

Their lips lingered close, so much so she could taste his breath. What is she to do with him… “A warm welcome for a creature of the cold? You shouldn’t have, my dear.”

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“And yet I must.” He says just as their lips collided. Breathing her in, his claws gripped her sides hard yet tender, cradling her close. He moved on top of her, kneeling and then paused to take a handful of the fragrant crimson surrounding them. Peering down at Lissandra, he scattered them over her in a shower of petals. It may seem childish, but he knew she would like it.

With a laugh he takes her lips again, though this time they kiss for longer. No teeth for now though his tongue does come to play. He wants to savor his queen. He stretched his wings over the both of them possessively. Oh how he had missed her so.

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She gave him a deadpan glare as the petals showered over her. She momentarily sputters as a few landed on her half open mouth. It annoyed her.

…Really? Why would he even–

Her thoughts are stopped short though as he dove in to take her lips, and more. She twitched and arced up before reaching for his lower set of horns, grasping them if not only to pull him close. 

The sharp edges catches her flesh, and as cold, black blood dripped from the quickly healing wound and on to the petals, she felt his hunger and his smothering presence. 

She would have rebuffed him, but at the moment she felt weary. She relinquishes her control and relaxes beneath his shadow. 

“You are such a despicable lackey..”