#papaswain

[lambsmercy-wolfsfury-blog]

Psst (papaswain)

Psst: Three things that they've always wanted to tell your character.

1. “HA! You lead such good chases! Get out of your stuffy rooms and lead more!”

2. “You seem to be quite intelligent. Perhaps you should direct your focus to matters that don’t involve petty warfare.”

3. “Shadowed back-stabs and political ambition will only get you so far. We have seen countless others walk your path and fail.”

[noxianhurricane]

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? (PapaSwain) (<3)

Mukuro hasn’t really experienced romantic love beyond immediate physical attraction and understanding she had with Lyralei. So beyond that, she doesn’t really have an understanding of love beyond what she is told by those more lucky than her in that respect.

On another note, she understands the love between siblings and family. Her relationship with her sister when she was younger as well as her relationship with her Noxian parents really grounded her in that department.

One thing that they’re most proud of, believe it or not, is the decision they made to defect to Noxus. Mukuro feels like the fact that she didn’t just sit by and allow herself to be trampled by both Ionian ideal and the impending Noxian invasion. Of course, their pride in their choice is often turbulent at best. Mukuro is proud of the command in her life that the decision gave her, but not the way it was conducted. She’s proud that she was finally able to make a change in her life, but the people she had to sacrifice to attain that freedom keeps her up some nights.

//Oh you~  >w<

[stalwartsteward]

It had been quite some time since the Bastion had been formed and Jericho decided to check progress. Seventy Two Raedsel accompanied him to the border, twelve remained when he made the final trek. The armored Hextech Transport was hard to miss.

And indeed, it did not go unnoticed - for the first to notice the convoy approaching would be the people of the Flea Market, alarmed by one of their runt-sentries that were playing in the thinly-forested area further away from the Institute’s perimeter. The Bastion sentries noticed the wave of anxiety stirring within the group, and turned their attention to the source, contrasting against the lightly-colored horizon with its dark banners. Word soon spread to the very core …

And it did not take long for Tybresa to pull her people together, instilling a sense of security whenever she personally dealt with these kind of issues. To form her own ‘welcoming committee’, she only asked for a handful of their Swords and Shields as well as their commander in tow, before descending down the Institute’s staircase, making a point to greet their guests ‘at the door’.

Truthfully, Tybresa was mildly troubled that Swain did not deign it necessary to send word of someone arriving - never mind if it was himself personally … to which she would use the opportunity to lay some ground rules. His support had been undeniably priceless - but one should not hold the illusion that the Bastion was indentured to his fancy. Theirs was an alliance, not a serfdom - and debts would eventually be paid in full and in due time.

// @papaswain

[ladyem-s-grimoire]

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me?” (papaswain) (will this work or do I need to put in effort to write something?)

“Are you sure that i was looking at you, what if i was interested in the handsome gentleman behind you?“

“to be more specific, to that ‘minino’ with piercing eyes…” She said pointing to a small group of people who were behind the Grand General, one of them had a small cage with a black cat inside, the feline was staring at her with it’s yellow eyes.

/ouch- XD it’s ok!! minino=cat

[veritaspia]

@papaswain

It was far from on her knees that they had her (more specifically she knelt on just one and it would take far more than their spears or aggression to knock her flat into the dirt), but Diana was more than happy to allow them to think so. Blade embedded in dirt, a single flick of the wrist was all it would take to eviscerate these soldiers. 

Still, the sound of hoof-beats echoed through the earth, reverberating through hands that clutched at the handle of her blade. More were coming ,a number Diana could not assume, and she was not prepared to kill a few only to make enemies of far more. Instead, she waited, daring the aggressive warriors to approach, eyes glowing faintly with the power she carried at her very surface, ready to defend. 

“What do you want?!” She called. “These are free lands!” 

[demacian-cataclysm]

Diamond for papaswain

“Antithesis.”

[kinkoushensei]

Jericho Swain or Singed (Or, alternatively, Jericho Swain or Zed)

Noxus had long been trying to coil itself around Ionia, and long had the island nation endured Noxus’ attempts of constricting and choking it. The people’s will to reforge their hallowed homes were a testament to Ionia’s strength and they will never forget who was behind the cancerous attack. Singed had poisoned his brethren, sunk his fangs full of venom into Ionia and left their forests black. But he was just that, the fangs of the serpent. It was easier to milk the fangs than the snake itself. At last, the opportunity to break the shackles that chained Ionia to Noxus had appeared. The Eye of Twilight had one choice. Without hesitation, he summoned all of his ki and appeared beside the madman. His fists latched onto the twisted human, ready to tear out the fangs one by one. Singed was easier to reign in and that was enough for the Eye of Twilight. Shen stared at the Master Tactician. Let them sever the head of the snake. 

( papa-swain​ )