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[kumihogames]

kumihogames | icons milio & faerie court

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୨☆ﾉ Faerie Court Icons |like and reblog if saved|

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𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⸻ Fᥲᥱrιᥱ Coᥙrt ♡ 「Iᥴoᥒs」

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৶🌸﹔corte das fadas - ezreal, milio, karma, katarina, kalista, fiora

like ou reblog pra dar uma moral para o nosso amadorismo, tanto na criação de conteúdo, quanto na falta de habilidade no league of legends ...

[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

Character Playlists

Briar, the Restrained Hunger.  Features artists such as Otoboke Beaver, Skylar Grey, and Aviators.

Hwei, the Visionary. Features artists such as Chelsea Wolfe, Aurora, and Mitski.

Leblanc, the Deceiver. Features artists such as The Buttress, Joe Icons, and Will Wood.

Milio, the Gentle Flame. Features artists such as Rebecca Sugar, Olivia Olson, and Toby Fox.

Naafiri, the Hound of a Hundred Bites. Features artists such as Pentakill, Radiohead, and Shawn James.

Seraphine, the Starry-Eyed Songstress. Features artists such as Ruby Haunt, mxmtoon, and Paramore

[teeto-peteto]

You once said that the institute was Mean Girls but with LOL champions and I want you to know I can’t stop thinking of a new champion going through the cafeteria/lunch room scene or someone has a ‘burn book’

So, you know, thanks. Also, your discussion about Yasuo and Ahri is making me consider an Odyssey one shot.

i never leave home without taking a sip from my 'iconic mean girls scenes' juice. I have a bunch of scenarios with the champions and the movie. Much more than id like to admit.

For the cafeteria room, its funny to put them by regions BUT its way funnier when you clasify them... like for example the table of the 'sexually active couple's' that Janis mentions in the movie but its Xayah/Rakan, Lucian/Senna and those untold relationships in league like Jarvan/Shyvana and Garen/Katarina, Cait/Vi... Fortune/Illaoi if you ask me...

For the Plastics... im obsessed with Ruined King characters and they would definetly be the plastics but if i had to move on from that... Its probably Ahri as Regina George? Just cause shes the most popular one... Allow her to be sassy and mean for a bit. Probably Kai'sa as Gretchen cause shes also a popular pick and Lux as Karen cause she fits on the sunshine lollipops and rainbows blonde bimbo. Not good picks on my behalf basing only on rating picks and popularity but i couldnt think someone more fitting. Maybe Qiyana or Evelynn as Regina? Dont know.

For other tables... we definetly have the sassy edgy killer's table with Jhin, Pyke ... maybe Thresh too? Shaco, Zed, Nocturne? Talon?

The loud Zaunitans table with Jinx, Zeri, Ekko, Seraphine... Dr Mundo can fit...

The gym obsessed table with Braum, Pantheon, Garen and Darius... Illaoi and Sett... Trynda...

The ones that are too big to fit the room and have to eat outside like Cho'Gath, Galio... Aurelion Sol, Malphite...

The kid's table with Annie, Amumu, Gnar, Milio and Fizz messing around... Vex by mistake...

The lovecraftniang horrors like Bel Veth, Kha Zix, Vel'Koz, Fiddlesticks...

The Vastayan table, the hot asians table (just like in the movie), the yordle table, the 'we are literally animals', the 'we have too many skins' table, royalty table... shuriman god's table..., darkin's table... you can name a champion and has its table... i could spen hours. Point of Mean Girls x League is to ridiculize and simplify the characters. Like we know that canonically in actual lore, the sassy edgy killer table would be in literal civil war killing each others and stabbing, buuut its funny thinking about them sharing a salad or changing trays because they are picky eaters...

its my selection BUT id love to read more classifications perhaps mine is bland ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ im thinking about one with the art kids, like Gwen and Sona and more characters... dunno

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TFT Splash and Silco helped Milio and Choncc?

Riot x Arcane and Neon Nights Promo

TFT Silco and Chinese Mobile TFT exclusive icon, apparently made with no reference

"Become what they fear" TFT emote

Valentine's Card 🥹

Christmas Promo

Season 2 Fan Event Promotional Poster

Silco Posters, Promos, and Official Art Upscaled (3 could not be upscaled due to quality or transparency)

[andiestories]

The Pianist, Byron Bay (Chapter 1)

The sunlight reflected in the crystal blue water. Sitting on the surfboard, Aimee inhales the salty air and looks towards the vast ocean. Up in the distance, the perfect wave starts to peak, and she starts paddling ahead to position herself to catch the ride. Suddenly, another surfboard paddles just inches away from her and claims the peak, "Oi!", she yells at the surfer, "Get out of my wave!" The surfer ignores her and performs a bottom turn gaining speed in her direction. The aggressive maneuver prompts Aimee to rush her pop-up. With her stance unsteady, the wave wipes her feet from beneath her and pushes her to the rolling thunder of the current. Aimee feels the pull of her board dragging her right feet to the depths of the ocean until she manages to regain control and swim back up. She grabs her board, climbs back up, and paddles furiously back to land.

Callum that has seen the whole incident from the sandy beach runs towards her. "Are you ok?"

Aimee picks up her board and angrily pierces it in the sand. "Did you see that guy? He cut me off!" She stares at the surfer that is still in the water. "Freaking asshole!" she screams at the top of her lungs.

Callum smiles at his sister's overwhelming emotional response. "Come on, fighter cock", his pet name for her, "let's go back to uncle's house. Enough beach for one day."

Aimee still has her eyes on the water and curses under her breath. "Fine. This wouldn't happen in Portugal."

Callum sighs, "Aimes, we are going to be here for six months, just please..."

Aimee stares at Callum's pleading eyes with a hardened look. This trip to Australia wasn't her idea or plan, but she knows he needs this. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself of the promise she made to their father. "Sorry, you're right. We have only been here for two weeks and I'm already losing it.", she rolls her eyes annoyed at herself, "I'm a true nincompoop." Callum laughs, "I'm going to change. Meet you in the car in five?" Callum grabs his backpack, the longboard that lays on the sand, and heads towards the car.

Aimee starts peeling her wetsuit from her body while gazing at the rolling waves, her mind transported to a simpler time. "The trip will do you guys some good" their father, Paulo, said to her three weeks before their trip. "Callum needs this but so do you. You can't keep burying your feelings."

Aimee and Callum were raised by Justin and Paulo, a couple that adopted the twins when they were honeymooning in Justin's homeland. They were taken as toddlers to England, and never returned to their birthplace. "Pai, what if he finds her?" Paulo sits down on the sofa and strokes gently her long hair. Aimee rests her head on his shoulder.  "That is his right, the same way that it's yours to decline to meet with her if that time comes.", he looks up at the family picture hanging on the bedroom wall, "Our story with her is a complicated one, but nonetheless you have the right to know about it."

Aimee's heart was cut open with Justin's death and uncovered truths that her twin brother was determined to follow through. She followed him to Australia in an attempt to lick her own wounds, and help her brother to heal his own, however, it's hard to unveil unwanted truths. Aimee takes her eyes off the ocean and grabs her board and walks back to the car park where Callum is waiting.  Aimee wonders if her Australian father ever chased the waves at this beach. She misses him dearly and a distant past back in London.

Aimee never felt the need to have a mother, she had two wonderful fathers that loved her and Callum unconditionally, and that had always been sufficient in her eyes. However, Callum's view clearly differed from her own, as here she is in New South Wales, Australia, a land that she has no recollection of, reconnecting to an uncle they only met once, and in search for a mother they never met. Her thoughts are shaken away by a vociferous voice. "You there!" she looks up and sees a six-foot man approaching her. He has platinum blonde hair and a scruffy beard to match, he sports a rugged look with his wetsuit hung by his hips and he carries, underneath his right underarm, a blue and white surfboard. Aimee's gaze hardens at the sight of the board that crossed her own path, just moments ago. "What the hell do you think you were doing out there?" his brassy tone and his ruthless light blue eyes complimented the message professed from his mouth.

"What I was doing? What the hell do you think you're doing? You snaked me back there!"

The man releases a menacing chortle, "Of course you had to be a Pommie!"

Aimee frowns at the unknown term. "What did you just called me?"

He looks away, clearly amused, "No worries, lassie. Nothing for you to worry about."

Aimee's face reddens, "You're an asshole!"

His piercing blue eyes turn to her once again, this time matching her own rage, "What did you just call me?"

Aimee is cut off by the Callum that runs towards her, accompanied by Josie, their cousin. "What's happening here?" Callum asks.

The man glares at the siblings and through clenched teeth redirects his attention to Josie. "You know these people?"

Josie nods. "They're my cousins, Liam, from England. Go easy on them. They just arrived."

"But, he..." Aimee attempts to protest but is cut off.

"Just keep them in their lane next time. This is no place for newbies." Liam says pointedly ignoring Aimee's attempts at rebuttal.

Josie nods, "Will surely do."

Liam walks away stomping in anger, he places his surfboard in the back of his car and drives furiously away. "What the hell was that? He cut me off!" Aimee stares at her incredulously.

"Were you on his spot?" Aimee shrugs questioning Josie's words. "You can't take some surf lessons for a few days and expect not to irritate locals. Liam has been surfing here for the past 20 years, every day. Him and his brothers, so you need to stay out of his way."

Aimee rolls her eyes at her cousin, "You must be joking."

Callum laughs, "I knew you taking surfing would end up badly. It almost ended up with me getting the beating of my life from that guy." Callum takes the surfboard from her hands and places it in the back of the pickup truck.

"You?" Aimee cocks an eyebrow at her brother. Callum is a calm human being,  the complete contrast of his twin sibling, that thunders with the smallest misstep. Their father, Paulo, always says that Callum is the calm ocean that stands before and after the Aimee storm. Even though the siblings contrast in demeanor, skill, and disposition, their facial features are uncanny. Both sport light brown hair, and green eyes. Both have high cheekbones, something they always assumed belongs to their birth mother. They are siblings second, best friends first, that always stand together against the hindrance that is life.

Callum takes the car keys from his pocket. "He wasn't going to hit you, but you were getting on his nerves, which would mean I would have to intervene and get punched in the process."

Josie laughs and sits on the passenger seat. "I'm glad I had to stop by. But, part of me would have like to have seen Callum getting his ass kicked by Liam."

Callum slides to the driver's seat, "Did you see his size?"

Aimee sits in the backseat. "Don't exaggerate." She looks at her cousin that is now occupied in changing the radio channel, "Why were you looking for us?"

Josie looks at Aimee through the rearview mirror, "My dad needs your help." Callum starts the car and drives away.

Jack Adams is the proud owner of the Fig Tree restaurant. The restaurant is located in one of the most secluded places in Byron Bay. Jack renovated the old farmhouse that is adorned by an orchard, a vineyard, and an iconic view of the lighthouse. The venue is the perfect setting for celebrations and since Aimee and Callum arrived, there hasn't been a day where there isn't a hustle and bustle about the place. As soon as Callum parks the car, the three can see Jack busy commanding the troops for a last-minute event. Jack hears the roar of the engine and makes his way to greet his only daughter and nephew and niece. His smile is uncanny to the one Justin used to sport. "Hey, children. How were the waves?"

Callum takes Josie's longboard and the rented surfboard that Aimee used from the back of the truck. "Rocky at best," he smirks, "I need to drop the surfboard back to the rental place."

Jack waves at one of the boys helping to trim the garden. "Emilio can do that for you. I'm sorry to cut your fun short, but I really need your help." The boy named Emilio approaches and takes the board from Callum. "Milio, take it back to Sunita's." Emilio nods and disappears in a flash. "You know if you are serious about surfing, we need to get you your own board." he winks at Aimee.

"After today, I sincerely doubt that I'll be stepping in, any time soon, on a surfboard." Aimee kicks her feet on the ground, still bothered about the earlier confrontation.

He walks over to Aimee and Callum and leans his arm over Callum's shoulder. "What happened?"

Callum laughs, "She pissed off some local." Aimee rolls her eyes and Jack chuckles.

They walk back inside the farmhouse and it's clear there is an event taking place. Tables are being organized and adorned with white lilies and roses from the garden. "I thought you didn't have an event tonight."

Jack inspects one table, carefully sorting carefully the cutlery arrangement on the table. "Just got the request. Can't say no to the Forsyth clan."

Aimee snickers, "Forsythe clan?"

"The wealthiest family in Byron Bay, and one of the most powerful in the whole of Australia.", he walks over to another table and starts inspecting the cleanliness of each glass. "I need all hands on deck tonight. We are expecting an intimate gathering of forty people but the last-minute request has left me short-handed."

"How can we help?"

"Callum, perhaps you can help out in the kitchen?" Unlike his sister, Callum struggled in school until he found his calling as a chef. Until three months back he was the sous-chef in Mandarin Oriental, London, and he loved every second of his job. Nothing gives him more pleasure than to be back in the kitchen.

"And, me? Do you want me to tend to some tables? I often would host in a restaurant back home..."

Jack smiles openly. "My dear Aimee, I could not dream to put you in such a position when you have such a marvelous gift."

Aimee's face falters at his request. "Do you mean?" Jack points at the piano that is in the backdrop of the room. Aimee takes two steps back. "I can't... I'm sorry." Her face is drained of the blood supply that tinges her cheeks. Aimee stares at the piano but doesn't dare to approach it, as if touching its surface would mean touching a poisonous plant. Aimee shakes her head and runs outside.

"Aimee!", Jack calls to her in vain. "Callum, can you please persuade her to play something tonight? One hour, only, I promise."

"You know that she hasn't played since..." he says hesitantly.

Jack lowers his eyes to the wooden floor, pain flaring in his heart, "I know. I wouldn't ask if... if I wasn't so desperate." Callum softens with his uncle's words. "Please, just try to convince her."

"I'll give it a go." Callum walks outside to catch up with his sister.

"Sarah wasn't available?" Josie asks.

"She was." Jack's eyes are impassive staring at Callum's exit.

"This is not a good idea."

"Maybe not, but I have to try."

Aimee takes a deep breath once outside. She leans against a car and closes her eyes, her heart palpitating outside of her mouth. "Sis," Callum calls, "he didn't mean to upset you." She takes another deep breath. "Do you want me to take you for a spin?" She shakes her head. "Can I hang out here with you for a bit?" Aimee drags her limp body to the floor and Callum joins her with both their back resting on the car. "Aimes, you can't keep avoiding it. It's in your blood. I don't remember a time when you weren't playing...", she darts a knowing glance at him "apart from now... All I'm saying is that..." she gets up abruptly.

"I can't perform in front of an audience."

Callum also gets up, approaching Aimee and embracing her tenderly. "You wouldn't be." Aimee opens her eyes at her brother, releases from his embrace, and walks few steps away, "I mean, a party is not an audience." Callum kicks some rocks around, fiddling with words in his head to avoid the wrong sentences in his mouth, "Not really if you think about it. You'll be background noise, they will be entertaining themselves. No one pays attention to the background music in a family gathering.", he lies. "Besides is for like one hour during the appetizers. Once dinner is served, you'll be off the hook, and I guarantee you that no one will have even noticed you. Well, except for me. But, that is just me. You've played for me thousands of times." Aimee wavers glancing towards the farmhouse and back to the ground. Her back turned away from her brother. Callum walks towards her and faces his sister, "He has opened his house to us for the next six months with no questions asked. We barely know the guy but the last two weeks he and Josie, they made us feel really comfortable here." Aimee nods thoughtfully. The twins only met Jack from that one time when he stopped by London, on a layover flight from New York back to Australia. He had some hours to kill and decided to call his only brother, Justin. The twins were only 7 years old and were more concerned about wreaking havoc in the house than in discovering their only surviving link to their father. Yet, he opened his arms once Callum contacted him and informed him they were to spend the next six months in Australia. No questions asked. "Don't you think we owe him the courtesy of doing him this favor?"

Aimee hated when her brother was right. "Tell him, I'm going home to shower and change my clothes so I don't smell of the ocean, and I'll be back to tune the piano. One hour only."

Callum embraces his sister and places a kiss on her temple. "Will do."

[aspectofthe-moon]

୨🧚‍♀️ﾉ Faerie Queen Karma, Faerie Court Milio, Fiora, Kalista, Ezreal, Seraphine, Katarina & Prestige Katarina icons

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[teeto-peteto]

Okay, so basic rundown: Arcane is now canon. I think Riot is moving away from short stories to explore other mediums. Don’t quote me on this, I just know the broad strokes and I’m sure someone can explain better.

mkay im dumb i always thought that Arcane was canon? like it was nonsensical once you put it together with the league of legends lines but HAHA im ringing my 'im stupid' bell. see this is why you shouldnt listen to anything i say i have no motives-

they are moving away from the short stories??? woah thats... a pity, actually. Im not the type of person that reads a lot of them but i normally do of characters i like and care about. I know Milio is not that recent anymore, but his short story felt heartwarming and very nice to read. It also had some illustrations.

I dont understand why would they do that. I assume that by other mediums they probably mean audiovisuals like teasers or something like that, maybe audio stories like Legends of Bilgewater or whatever the name was, i cant remember correctly. Wich it isnt bad its just... dissapointing they would say that they want to move away. If there's going to be comics like then i would be uttterly dissapointed but hey, at least i would be happy they're giving a job to writers and artists, they very much deserve and need it.

its saddening i just dont undertsand why they would take down a feature most people like about the characters they are interested on...? bruh

dont worry i wont quote you on this one but i will say that if all of this turns out to be just like that, i wouldnt be not even a bit surprised. Its no secret Riot has been ruining and pissing over their own characters re writting them and fixing shit that never needed to be repaired by starters and making the whole lore more confusing and nonsensical with a bunch of plot holes, wich i assume is going to happen if they make Arcane canon. This has been like this for almost 5 or more years, the lore keeps getting worse and worse and the only things that mattered to fandom will dissapear if all this turns true.

the whole 'guys but look we got a new CEO and we SWEAR he's amazing!' its getting hard to read at this point because a macro company is trying to sell us that this guy is going to improve everything with just a finger, like if thats going to stop or even reconsider the oversexualization of female characters, objetification and the plainest of characters coming out of their hands getting worse and worse as the lore is tearing apart and the community is a fire pit with the worst incel playerbase i have ever seen.

The way they phrased one of the tweets about this new CEO in the past being the backbone of the Pride events made me wheeze cause the way it was written made me imagine the guy entering the meeting like 'hey guys you know homosexuals exists? we should do something about it' as if it was a medal to have a pride event when its the leastest shit you can do for a game at this point. At least make good lgtbq+ stories instead of selling the exact same icons for years and sweeping trans taliyah under the rug. God i hate this company and its writing.

see? things where better when institute of war was there. they are just a bunch of guys hanging out in empty space. fuck it that rocks

[teeto-peteto]

Anyway. Fun question for you, besides the Ruined King squad, are there any champions that you just cannot get sick of? Like, they could show up and you’d be “hell yeah, this just got even better!”

Sorry if that’s a strange question. By the way, one of my upcoming judgment chapters has a character that I think you’ll like.

OOH do not ask that we could be here for hours...

Im as fond with Bandle City as i am with Bilgewater. I just hate the way Riot wrote yordle lore and logic that i just flipped the table and gave up rambling about it.

My first ever league interaction was knowing about Teemo and he's my baby and i dont care what ugly personality people say about him... he's my cute little fella. My second ever league interaction was reading about his lore and seeing that there was kind of a fling between him and Tristana. I started shipping them i made fanart i made fanfic when i was a 12 y/o. And i still love them with all my heart! Rumble being there just spices things up and as a 12 y/o fanfic writer i made it very dramatic to the point of involuntary comedy.

I adore Lulu and Pix, she's the champion i have more points with. She's iconic! I'd be dissapointed if they ever changed her visual appereance. I know most people think her model looks outdated and icky... BUT she gives this manic pixie dream girl look and i adore her, i love her chubby face with a lot of eye separation and those BIG ol eyes... I love Pix looking like a stick figure with butterfly/fairy wings. I will admit she looked lovely in the LOR expansion cinematic. I love her in all shape and form.

I also like Veigar... Like, can relate to the thing of being tortured psycologically and physically by a bigger dude and then once you're out of it be like 'well, today i feel like setting the world on fire <3'. Overall i adore most of yordle champions, i just dont like how Riot updated their lore a couple of years ago it made me loose interest in what they had to say inside game.

Gwen! I dont know if that counts as a Ruined King champion... her little doll appears on a random corner but i like her! I was one of those poeple begging Riot to make her more doll-likely. But being completely honest, i love her human switching to tiny funny doll power. She's cheerful she's adorable she's iconic and she is the moment.

KLED i know i said i love most of the yordles but KLED he's my baby i love Kled and Skaarl they are so iconic. In game is a delight to play it made me keep my emotions on line when i was on a very rough moment. The thrill of mounting on Skaarl at 10HP and saving your ass or getting a kill.... Its great. I also love his (OLD) lore (they fucked up again making an update a couple years ago) and his short story is SO funny and emotive. I came to realize that i really like him because he reminds me of my grandpa... and my parents always say i look a lot like him cause im always grumpy and mad at something...

OK there's a lot of champions i actually like a lot im going to resume it in one line rants. Janna, sadly sexualized and outdated but she's like a Soraka but more sassy, loved her LOR look makes her look exactly like that. Karma, she's iconic, she's very pretty, not much people pay attention to her and i never actually sat down to read about her BUT im interested. Twitch, he's a rat. Jhin, he's iconic. Lillia, teheehee silly fawn girl peeposhy. Ivern, he's like my mom when she's on a good mood. MILIO he's a BABY and HE IS MY BABY i love him very much. Blitzcrank. He's silly. Kog Maw cause he's also silly. Nautilus, my husbando best friend. Renata, iconic and sapphic.