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ATLAS—
my son, my brother, my knight—
the world rests on your shoulders, and what a glorious burden it is, what wonderful purpose does it bring to you! do not cry, atlas, for their tears are your own and they weep for you, they cry out to you and you will carry them in your arms still with the world weighed upon your back. you love them, atlas, you love them. you were born to be their might, their paragon; they crafted you with love and stone and you love them so, for they wept over you like crying angels when your own heart broke. so your heart became for them, your body their armor, and how sad it is to love so much you do not know who you may have been before you were born of stone and armor. but you were meant for this, this is your purpose—
so atlas you will be.
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Lately, Jinx had been curious, adventurous if you may say — Piltover wasn’t always the best place to stay if you wanted some fun in your life, ( In fact, it was probaby the worst place if you wanted to have fun, unless you had explosives. ) But oh well ! It was not like she was SHACKLED to that city !
It all begun with some investigation, luckily enough, PIltover was home for all the nerds and the map-makers, ah ah- Perhaps she was one of those as well! Nah, she was waaay more fun. Demacia had always intrigued her, it was way too far though, she heard from some guys that some cargo was to be delivered there… Lucky her, that was a free ride !
Lots of wagons filled with metal, scraps and some food were heading to the Demacian empire, it was not like she had permission to get into one of those but…
Who cared about permission anyways ? Curiosity and boredom beat any kind of rule.
She snuck into one of the wagons without being noticed and smiled to herself. Fishbones was left to take care of home while she was away, he was always talking about cleaning and organizing and some other bullshit, might as well punish him by letting him rest and bore till she went back home ! Or would he like it that way…?
Pow-pow remained with her, although hidden on a very normal-looking violin case she had used before on a very elegant meeting she ruined afterwards with a very good pun she made up. Ah ! Such a violinist she was, every time she played everyone would scream !
She arrived, and she had to leave the wagon before it went deep into the city. She couldn’t let herself be found out by some justice-loving guards. She didn’t know A LOT about Demacia but she did her homework and studied a tiny bit to know that magic was not allowed, such a pity ! First thing she saw on her way was a giant statue of a gargoyle… People here did have a lot of time to spend on such things, did they not?
She went into the forests of Demacia. The scent was different, cleaner and less contaminated, the air was not poisonous in the very least and everything was horrendously peaceful as well. Lucky them she was not there to blow up buildings ! Perhaps she could find some interesting stuff.
Then she surely did.
Ah ! A blonde girl was practising… The forbidden. It was like a miniature show of fireworks just with less colours ! Jinx decided to watch from above, sneaking on top of a tree on a branch that would give her the best seat to enjoy the show. It was all by luck… She wondered if this one was a rebel too — She was practising magic in the middle of the night after all.
She swung her legs, at that point she did not mind she was found out by this one, she had a smile on her face as she stared at the other with pure curiosity.
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The forbidden. The unforgivable. The light.
It stabbed its way through the darkness. A barrier, like a flat roof sat itself halfway up the trees’ expanse of leaves. Light bounced against it, ricocheting. A clear protective shield, not for Luxanna’s own health, but for her secret. How a light beaming across the sky when it had no place being there would expose her, or at least, her location. Then would come the findings of scorched trees and ground.
The beams of light that slapped against the surface of its own barrier slammed into the dirt near the light girl. She had no fear for the light--she was the light. They were one, thrust together like siblings, something the child could never hope to rid herself of. She did not want to be rid of it. Rushing through her veins was the essence of purity, of love for this world. She was the light. She was hope.
She could never be ashamed to hold this power--only ashamed that she could never let it shine, to let those she loves most know its true nature, her own as well. How she hated Noxus, how she hated all of the dark magic users, that thrust this life of secrecy upon her. She did not want a life of hiding. Curse all of the demons that did her country wrong. Demacia was justice, and Noxus would feel its wrath within time.
Luxanna bounded about, light streaming from her fingertips, mist-like, enveloping her arms, attached to her like an obsessed lover. Though sweat rolled down her temple and forehead like a river, a smile was hard pressed on her face. She felt truly alive. This was how she should be allowed to live her life. Ah, what a life it would be! To spend every day practicing, to fight for her country with this amazing gift!
All she could feel was hope for the future. Hope for victory. She was the sword of this country. She would be the one to cut down this outward menace and let the brave warriors of Demacia come home to a country and bed that welcomed them. Maybe she could even find peace within herself with this war won.
Blonde hair flowed, as she jumped around, blasting and manipulating magic. This small pocket of forest was akin to a firework display.
Pop pop pop!
At somewhere during her practice, she had loosened the straps of her metal chestpiece. It had begun to feel constricting with the heat. Luxanna shrugged the metal off, letting it hit the ground with a clatter. Her blue eyes shined with the light swirling above her and within. She was caught in a state of bliss, in awe of her own ability, of her own gift.
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runs up and kisses the light. bites her lip. licks up the blood. runs back into the shadows cackling.
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Luxanna heard a small patter of steps, so light she thought they were farther away. Evelynn’s light movements brought on the surprise upon the girl’s features whenever she felt another’s lips encroach hers. She didn’t even know what was happening, yet for the brief kiss, a flush rose from her neck. Her body was stone, confused and in shock.
She felt a sting on her lip, a sharp thing that reverberated through her mouth. Before she could register it, Luxanna felt a tongue brush up against the spot where she had been nicked. Then the form turned, and ran, making a sound she couldn’t register. The flush reached her cheeks, turning them a bright pink. When her minute adrenaline wore off, she felt the pain of her lip.
She brought her index and middle finger up to her lip, brushing it gently, and holding the fingertips to her eyes. Rose-red blood, almost looking to be illuminated, attached itself to them. She put them back to the wound on instinct, a feeble attempt to dull the aching pain this person had brought on them. The bite was deep and it wasn’t pleasant.
Was that a fan?
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agonizier replied to your post: someone save me from thinking about luxanna in...
*bangs fists* LUX KISSING CUTE GIRLS
AND CUTE GIRLS KISSING LUX BACK
MY LIFE IS COMPLETE
someone save me from thinking about luxanna in relationships ;w; i keep thinking of all the fluff and it’s making me crazy with how cute it sounds for her to be a thing with someone
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“What part of stay away from me do you not understand?” [yes hi hello I figure I'd jump in with a prompt!<3]
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“The part of me that says you look lost!” She exclaimed, worry on her features for the small one. In the streets of this rural Demacian village, she could spot those in “need” from a mile away. The girl’s head seemed to perk around like she was looking at everything for the first time, like it was all unfamiliar. Luxanna thought it her duty to help a child, so small and innocent, untouched by the harms of war and death that the world so abundantly provided.
Luxanna knelt down, gently pressing her armored fingers on the shoulders of the girl from Targon. She looked into the other’s eyes with soft ones of her own, concern bleeding through them.
“Please, let me help you...” She spoke quietly.
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[ ☆ Hey there! This is a brand spankin’ new Zoe, The Aspect of Twilight, rp blog! I’d be forever appreciative if you’d like and/or reblog this post to let me know you’d be interested in interacting. I’m multiverse and crossover friendly, and am willing to create new verses based on your own. You don’t need to be LoL exclusive to interact with me! ☆ ]
she’s got fire in her veins, smoke on her lips, and blood staining her fists. but her mind is wrapped in chains, and scars mark her hips; sometimes she forgets she even exists.
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Scared Sentence Starters
“Please leave me alone.”
“Don’t come any closer.”
“Please don’t come any closer.”
“Leave me alone!”
“Go away!”
“Please go away!”
“I said don’t come any closer!”
“What part of don’t come any closer do you not understand?”
“What part of leave me alone do you not understand?”
“Stay away from me!”
“Please stay away from me!”
“I told you to go away!”
“What part of stay away from me do you not understand?”
“Get away from me!”
“Don’t come near me!”
“I’m scared.”
“You’re scaring me!”
“Are you trying to scare me?”
“I’m getting out of here.”
“I can’t take this.”
“I can’t take this anymore.”
“Don’t touch me!”
“Don’t even think about touching me.”
“Don’t even think about coming near me.”
“Don’t even come near me.”
“I don’t want you near me.”
“I’m scared of you.”
“I’m afraid.”
“I’m afraid of you.”
“Are you trying to make me afraid of you?”
“Are you trying to make me scared of you?”
“I don’t understand why you’re trying to scare me off.”
“I don’t understand why I’m scared.“
“Are you trying make me feel miserable?”
“You’re a monster.”
“You made me feel miserable.”
“Thanks a lot for making my life miserable.”
“I hate you.”
“You monster!”
It was dark, but the girl was shining with a blinding light. The demon wanted to snuff her out. This one would make the perfect plaything. So terribly happy. A deep hunger rumbled within Evelynn as she stalked from the darkness, watching and waiting and wondering just what she was doing outside her precious walls. "Luxanna!" She called from the shadows, taunting and playing with her food. "Luxanna Crownguard?! Is that you? Please come quick!" Evelynn waited, disguised as a helpless human.
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A night like many, in which she practiced and let loose her inner ability in secrecy, hidden away behind the thick brush of the forest. Swirls of light permeated the blanket of darkness, brought on by the position of the moon and the overlapping layers of leaves above her. Starfire was nearby, his tethers tied to a trunk. He snorted softly in the black every so often, watching his friend and “owner” go through her daily routine. Practice delicacy, tricks, and damage.
The girl had a neat smile on her features. It was always a joy to let loose the power that gently nibbled on her every time it ended up being restricted. Born into a world that could never forgive what the girl was, this much was necessary. Her ability and her body felt a great relief whenever she finally let it loose, like it was being smothered and finally allowed to receive a bout of fresh air. She enjoyed the feeling anyways, regardless of her body’s response. To be allowed a brief moment of respite from hiding herself was like being freed from a cage, if only for a few hours.
After practicing a technique for temporarily stealing opponents’ vision, she heard a voice. In a quick motion, her light vanished and she turned around with wide eyes, like a doe caught in the headlights, filled with fear that she’s been caught where she shouldn’t be.
Nobody should know. Nobody should know. What do I do? What do I do?
A panic set in. Her body was almost entirely stilled besides a slight twitching of the fingers. She shook her head, trying to shake the thoughts that it was all over. Surely, it couldn’t be.
Then she felt that familiar darkness, not only enveloping her, but taking an even darker shade off in the direction of the voice. It felt eerily similar to what she had felt when she visited that town near Serpentrion. Blue hues narrowed, trying to search the darkness for whatever there could be. All she could see was darkness. She had no choice but to follow the voice.
“Who’s there?” She called out, setting a normal walking pace towards the voice, a minute trickle of sweat rolling down her temple and towards the back of her jaw. She would resist going any faster for fear of a trap, or until she heard the voice again. She remembered that deadly whisper of the demon in that town so long ago. It could very well be similar, but she didn’t get to hear that voice properly due to the sounds of her light.
All she could do was hope--that somehow her light hadn’t been discovered, and if it was, that she could reason it out, lie if she had to. She could hope that she wasn’t being stalked by one of the demons of the forests, as she had encountered before. She could hope that she would see her family and country one more time.
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I WANT AND I WANT AND I WANT AND I WILL ALWAYS BE HUNGRY
I HAVE LEARNED TO L I V E A CERTAIN WAY. I WON’T GIVE UP ON IT.
Canon & Star Guardian Ezreal as loved by Neith.