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𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝓎 & 𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓇
A beginning of Noxian Art
“ I will be taking my seat now. ”
⇱K h a d a⇲ —- ; As soon as the tall man made his grand appearance into a well known Noxian bar, many of the every day drinkers scattered quickly, a couple people had tried to stand up to the man, with lack of knowledge towards who he was. This was why there was a corpse laid upon the bar table, lotus blossoms across the man’s body and a horrified expression burned upon his face.
Jhin lifted his mask for a moment, grabbing his drink and downing his whisky before placing the glass onto the body.
“ My bullets should not be wasted on such wastes of the stage.”
@divinc
𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰 — closed — @divinc ; 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 — their home ; 𝔗𝔦𝔪𝔢 — late evening .
He knew it was almost impossible to sneak up to Elise, she always felt or hear his presence, but he tried to do it anyway. She was sitting on a couch, reading a book as usual, and so he quietly walked up to her from behind, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and hid his face in her hair. “Elise...” he whispered near her ear with a loving smile curving his lips and moved to her neck to leave soft kisses on her skin. “How interesting is the book you’re reading, mh?” he asked lifting his eyes to the book pages in front of him. “Maybe you want to put that book down and come spend some time with me? Your loving husband? What do you say about that, my beautiful wife?” He couldn’t stop grinning like an idiot. It didn’t matter if they were married for two days, two weeks or two months, he never got tired of calling Elise his wife.
𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰 — closed — @divinc ; 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 — the festival site ; 𝔗𝔦𝔪𝔢 — during the Festival of Light and Harvest .
Elise had found Silagui in the crowd and Aidan didn’t want to come in between them, he wanted to let them talk, so he stood a bit further away, but he just couldn’t stop sneaking some glances at Elise that were full with never-ending love and adoration. They were married for almost half a year now, but he was still riding that high from her finally being his wife.
As soon as Sila walked away, Aidan closed the distance between him and his gorgeous wife like it was nothing. “Hello my beautiful wife,” he hummed in her ear, wrapping his arms around her from her back. “Will you do me the honors and come dance with me?”
❰❰ HEAD KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the forehead (Aidan & Elise)
The kiss was unexpected, but most definitely welcomed. He couldn’t help but smile as she leaned back from giving him a kiss on the forehead just now, but he wasn’t ready for that to be it. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked with a smirk, and before she could take a step back, Aidan pulled Elise in his lap and tightly wrapped his arms around her waist. “Now you’re staying here. Whatever you wanted to do, forget about it,” his smirk grew wider and he leaned in to give her a soft kiss on her lips. But that was not it, he kept kissing her, moving to her jaw, behind her ear and to her neck. “Why do you smell so good, mh?” Aidan asked in his low voice. He had no idea what Elise did to smell so great, but whatever it was, it drove him crazy. A low grunt rumbled in his chest. “Fuck this.” Not intending to listen to anything Elise was about to say, with ease Aidan positioned her so that she was straddling him, got up from his seat and carried her to their bedroom.
— @divinc
❝ i think you like being around me ‘cause you don’t quite have to be so uptight as you do with all your little friends. ❞ (Elias & Gaia)
“You say I’m uptight?” he asked a little bit shocked, but not quite surprised. She had never kept her thoughts to herself, at least not when she was around Elias or when she had an opinion about him that she wanted to voice. He guessed she wanted to get under his skin with her comments, but it wasn’t that easy to do it.
His brows furrowed as he thought about it more. “How do you even know what I’m like when I’m around my friends?” he looked at her as she lied beside him in his bed. “You know what, don’t answer it, I don’t want to know,” Elias shook his head with a small laugh and leaned in for a kiss to make sure she indeed kept quiet.
💫 ― an obscure memory. (for Rowena)
The first time that she did needle work. She was absolutely horrid at it , probably pricked herself like ten times and bled almost every single time. Rowena was trying to make a flower , but that flower was never made. She probably still can't do needlework for shit.
🙊 ― a memory you don’t ever talk about. (for Astraea)
A memory that this girl would NEVER want to talk about ever again was probably the first time she met Feynhel , when she was quite young for an elf , around two hundred years old. She was very awkward , seeing as she was engaged to him and found him quite attractive , but she also would rather die than talk about how she acted. I HC that Feynhel and her family bring it up so much though , just to annoy her.