#chembaron

[momijigari]

The end. Thanks for reading ! If you are interested by the printed version the google form is here [Link]

[pant--eater]

Puts him in a blender puts him in a blender puts him in a b

Happy new year smeecher nation!! 🎊🎊

[nattsmyg-art]

When your favorite character is the gremlin. Dude's been on my mind far too long so was about time to give in and draw him lmao

[dawn-selfships]

Smeech in babygirl poses because i have lost control of my life + we as a society need to realize his untapped babygirl potential

[querdish]

My love for smeech is real

I stand with my cancelled husband

[mollysunder]

I really want season 2 to show us Silco's funeral. I want it to be in a similar tune to how Alexander the Great mourned his father Philip the second of Macedon. By that I mean, I want Jinx to host an elaborate ceremony to publicly mourn Silco all the while the closest attendants are incredibly (accurately) suspicious that Jinx was responsible for his death. And just as in Alexander's case, none of them could do anything about their suspicion, because it was too late.

While Jinx eulogizes Silco's life and aspirations at them the chembarons are surrounded by larger crowd of Zaunites that didn't just come for Silco, they came for Jinx. The crowd screams with her as she publicly laments how Piltover has taken another of their own. The Council wasn't satisfied with a raid and so the Kiramman's sent their heir to put Zaun in its place by shooting it in its Eye and depriving them of his vision. But Piltover can't keep taking, won't keep stealing from their lives because together they can put an end to Piltover's impunity.

The fact that the crowd is eating it up, feeding off her energy, buzzing with excitement in the presence of the one who struck back at those Piltie bastards on the Council makes the chembarons nervous. But the chembarons still feel safer near the almost frenzied crowd than they do around Jinx. No one can look her in the eyes for too long. Her grief up close feels cloying and demanding like she wants them to play along, but if they do they can feel her irritation at them for daring pantomime her grief. One look is all it takes to remain captive as her audience. All the chembarons waited for the pink to fade in Jinx's eyes, for a chance to risk it and make a move. Her eyes dull in light, but they never fade.

Silco in the afterlife: Yes Jinx! Work the crowd! Good! Never stop blaming Piltover! Deny every accusation! Keep those barons on their toes! Lazy backstabbing bastards if they're not! Throw in an acedote for solidarity... good job!!!

[noxturnol]

revisiting my ancient chembaron ocs

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Arcane fanart