#smolvoidling

[silas-the-sticky-yordle-archived]

With bloodied claws the moth creature shoves something into the slime yordle's hands; a deer heart that has a chunk missing. Someone must've gotten hungry. "Happy day of hearts."

Silas took the heart carefully in his gooey paws. Drops of blood soaking into his purple slime as he held it close. “Happy valentines day...uh...whoever you are. You look good. Who and what are you?”

//Super late on my part but I loved it so much that I didn’t want to let it go

[softstarlight]

((Cheating today's patreon daily doodle because it features an adorable buggin bot.)) @smolvoidling

[silvestreaelurus]

Not human, not alien || Closed RP with @smolvoidling

The aftermath of the battlefield was something most would advert their eyes to. Most saw death and destruction and blood and gore, and would sooner pretend it didn’t exist. To the Sylvian though, the battlefield often held beauties, treasures, things she could salvage. One man’s trash, another Sylvian’s treasure.

The agile humanoid creature hopped from body to body, deft fingers searching through pockets and gun chambers, even tearing what she deemed useful off the dead bodies that lay, lifeless on the ground. The area was quiet asides from her and the scavenging beasts tearing through whatever dead flesh they could find. Protein was scarce on this planet, the surface dominated mostly by desert and the occasional plant. Soon enough, the shapeshifter had a sizeable pouch dragging along behind her, filled almost to the brim of the things she wanted.

She stood and stretched, purring happily at the day’s haul. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, her fingers slick with blood of the different species that had fought here. She almost turned to leave before she spotted a slight figure not too far away from where she was. Because she was standing now, she was sure she’d been spotted and there was no use hiding. Instead, she left her haul on a rock protruding from the battleground so that blood didn’t seep into it. The mercenary known as Stormclaw, the Sylvian known as Nidalee stepped towards the other, keen eyes recognising the Dreadnova symbol immediately. A human, probably. The Dreadnova Empire never really hired other species.

“Lost?” She chuckled as she moved towards him. Her spear was in its capsule on her waist, her pistol resting on the other side. But her real arsenal wasn’t the weapons she possessed, but the genetic coding of the bodies around her, and she was more than capable of defending herself.

@smolvoidling

[veigarthevile]

The large Voidling drops down next to the yordle, opening his mouth to deliver his 'present', a bloody organ spilling out onto the ground-- a dire wolf heart. It twitches before going still, it must have been fresh. "Happy heart day."

Veigar watched at the massive void creature drop its bloody gift with a mixture of fascination and slight disgust. Such a marvelous thing, to see the voidling in motion and even to hear it speak.”Thank you.” He said, gingerly picking up the heart and holding it in his off hand. “I guess I should return the favor then?” 

[bilgewaters-shadows-moved-blog]

Wynn, Jhin, and Talon: So if you're the co-captain, where's your seat?

Zoey: Oh, I already 'ave one. An' it's- amAzin'~.

Wynn, Jhin, and Talon: *doesn't get it at first*

Wynn, Jhin, and Talon: *soon get what she meant and give her a grossed out look*

[ask-the-purple-minion]

An unexpected meeting

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After an entire day of forward and back, the Minion was exhausted, the work of messenger is really long and boring for him. He started to look to the sky and the buildings around, buildings of metal and glass, so strange and so tall, they can reach the sky withouth fly, Piltover was really a strange city for the Minion's eyes, but not in bad way, at the end it had the sky, or this is what he hopes, maybe tha was too one of those holograms, he chuckled of that thought.

He returned with the eyes on the street, shaken the shield and halberd on his back for check if they was still there, then he noticed the lights in street started to turn on, he looks again up and saw the sun was already gone away.

"This is why there is few people around here... Maybe it's better return to the inn... But maybe... Where I can found a tavern?"

He chuckled again and started to look around, but in no time he lost the track of light, he found himself in an alley with a lamppost almost dead and no one around, then, the light died for real and the alley become dark.

"Great! Lost, alone, hungry, without the light and tired! What else can happen now? Someone who want to attack me?"

[sanguine-butcher-blog]

“Looks like it’ll rain again, doesn’t it? Ah, don’t mind me… just thinking out loud, is all!” [BM Wynn]

A low rumbling resounded from within his throat, “All looks grey to me.” Shen said with a little laugh, drumming his clawed fingers along his knees. Even while kneeling, he was giant compared to the other. “Smells nice though, the calm before a storm.”

[softstarlight]

smolvoidling replied to your photoset: tootiredkanella: “Without books we have only the...

// you make me want to throw my lil blind researcher human at her so they can talk about books together

((NORN OPHI IS A GIANT (literally) BOOK NERD AND SHE WILL TALK ABOUT THEM TO THE END OF TIME.

BUFF BOOK WORM.

I call shenanigans.))