#haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[aurora-starlight-silly]

No trick, only treat... For you! :D

HAAAAAAAAAAA TYSMMMMMM

This is so cutteeee

You've made my dayyyyy thank you so much ^^

😭😭😭

[karasflowers]

and now for the moment NOBODY has been waiting for

[ariyadaivaris]

[coquinespike]

Me to myself: y’know you could finish some of your WIPs and post them for InuKag Week

Also me: sounds fake but okay

[canwriteitbetterthanueverfeltit]

anyone else get that Ace feel when you’re always on and off trying to figure out if you’re aro bc people associate primarily sexual feelings to romance and you’re like “have I only ever had really good friends or am I in love with every single person I know” ??

[yi-dashi-a]

【戦傷】-- wounded in action

late Starter for @akaishisou

There was never pause for Yi Dashi, not so long as Noxians still flooded the land. Plans still needed to be planned, formations made, enemy movements considered, and all while he tried to ignore the sharp pains that radiated up his forearms. The mage healers had offered their assistance, but instead he opted to put the two broken things into makeshift slings like always. Even as his disciples, in varying states of injury, huddled around the low fires of the medic’s camp, he was busy drawing circles and lines into the bloodied, muddied soil with levitated sticks.

“|Master…|” Groaned one of them, “|You’re starting to mumble again.|”

“|… Am I?|” He replied, casting his begoggled gaze over his scribblings and forgetting what they all meant as his concentration left him, “Sorry. I’m just trying to put everything together. We need to be prepared for when we set out agai--”

“--Go for a walk, Master.” Another of them interjected, “Please.”

“Alright, alright. Aiya…”

But even then, his work was not yet done. The camp was filled with the weary and the dying. The stressed and those at rest. Other more conventional healers had to turn his assistance away once they noted his own battered condition. Yi scoffed, setting off without protest to other areas of the camp. There had to be someone to help, though. Someone, at least, to talk with. He scanned the dirtied faces about him, and that’s when finally his lenses trailed on something worth noticing.

A new group seemed to be in the process of arriving, and about them bubbled auras of light refracting darkness. It was an incomprehensibility he had yet to experience in his time, and with it he found himself wincing so hard that it aggravated his injuries. Whether it was linked to one man or many wasn’t for him to discern at distance. All he knew was a familiar metallic twang overpowered his taste buds, and the crimson that slowly trickled from his nose was right at home amongst his bruises and grime.

“Oy!” He called almost before thinking about it. The martial artist all but gave himself whiplash as he haphazardly used his neck to fling his helmet from his head. He made sure to mumble, “Keep this safe…” to anyone nearby before he began to approach the rabble, “Welcome to a home away from hell. Now, where have the likes of you seen your service? From where have you traveled?”

He still ensured to wear a smile, as condescending as it was, even in his state. Yi at least felt himself nothing if not carefully hospitable. Auras aside, the Ionians really needed all the help they could get, “Are you all together? Who is in charge if that is the case? Forgive the questions. I just want to keep this place safe. Answer me swiftly, and you can be tended to.”

[mulletjoong-moved]

smiling despite the horrors

[halondrus]

Everyone point and laugh! They think im downloading heroes of the storm!