#youre not afraid of me are you: ahri||in character

[shimmerbeasts]

Ahri Tag Dump.

[shimmerbeasts]

@ferinehuntress, found your Ahri.

Spirit Bosom Ahri from Legalegend by Distr@Distrbeachboy

[juminsmysticmc]

The RFA + The Minor Trio reacting to the fact that MC was reincarnated from another world? And they were a big fan of their game UwU

RFA + Minor Trio with a reincarnated Mc from another world

Heya! I hope you like this HC! Tell me your opinion! BTW! This reminds me of an Anime called something like, ,,Reincarnated in another world with my phone’’ or so.

Jumin

,,Huh, I know you…“ Jumin mumbled when he first met you.

You nodded a bit flustered and looked down. However, you immediately looked up to his beautiful eyes again.

Jumin observed you and tried to understand where he knew you from.

Suddenly, his white cat began to meow from the ,,little“ prison, making your heartbreak.

,,MEOW!“ you commented and glared at him.

,,Season 3, Chapter five, we made a pact to always protect cats and now you-”

,,Now I understand,“ the dark haired man smirked and loosened his cravat.

,,You are Meowy from the Cat Game I kept playing,“ Jumin laughed, making you blush again.

In Jumin‘s opinion, he knew you already pretty well, but to see you as a living person made him want to get to know you even better.

He was so happy that his dream of meeting you in real life came true.

Jumin was afraid that he would lose you someday, but whenever he had you strongly in his arms, this fear was already forgotten.

(Story time about this Chapter. I don’t believe that I am a cat but holy shit there was a time when I always said MEOW. And once I was talking to a customer and accidentally said Meow because I got so shocked. I think she believed I was crazy.)

Zen

When he first opened the door he had to close it and open the door again.

Hyun couldn‘t believe his eyes.

You were really the girl in his favorite Dating Game.

You were really the hardest character to get in his game.

He noticed that your route was kind of odd lately. Ever since you joined the RFA the game you weren't uploading pictures.

Well, he didn’t care either way because you, as the newest RFA member seemed more interesting.

Now he knew why.

,,You…!’’ he gasped and hugged you, feeling happy about your arrival and your identity.

Both of you sat together for a long time and talked things out.

He had the feeling that he knew you for ages and that you were already his supporting soulmate.

Yoosung

No one knew, not even Seven, but Yoosung was fond of Ahri, the Nine-Tailed Fox.

How many times was he wishing for her to be there in real life?

One day, suddenly, he fell for a woman.

Someone who was totally different from Rika, but still strong.

Hair darker than his, but with the cutest voice he’d ever heard.

,,Ahri?’’ he mumbled.

Was he dreaming or hallucinating? He hurt his eye, after all. He was probably seeing wrong, right?

But no, you responded with a smile and hugged him, mumbling a soft thank you for recognizing you.

Yoosung fell from the clouds when he heard your words, but his happiness was stronger than the surprise.

So many days went over and the both of you just sat together, talking a lot and just enjoying the warmth of each other.

,,I never thought that this would be possible,’’ he moaned happily as he hugged you tighter.

,,I’m happy that our love was this strong…’’ you chuckled and hugged him back.

Jaehee

There were times when not even Zen could make Jaehee feel happy again.

But this game could.

It was a simple game. She had a backstory she could make up herself and had a coffee shop and you, her co-worker, supported her.

But with time the game began to influence her, making her scared and she decided to delete it.

That’s when you came into her life.

At first, when she noticed the similarities, she tried to be wary of you, however, with time she couldn’t help but just love you.

And when she wanted you to take the key to making a living together she knew that you were the one.

,,But,’’ she began, turning to you as both of you laid in bed ,,how was it possible?’’ she asked you.

,,I don’t know either,’’ you honestly told her, stroking her cheek.

,,One day I simply got reborn and… I just knew that there was someone who needed me and whom I had to find and support and then… I somehow came to the RFA. I didn’t know you were here… it was fated to be,’’ you chuckled and hugged her, falling asleep on her chest after that hard day while your girlfriend kept stroking you.

Saeyoung

No data was found about you.

Saeyoung couldn’t find anything.

It was as if you didn’t exist.

But with time and the problems that came out, Saeyoung just couldn’t lose time on finding out your identity.

Until he took a better look and realized that there was a plausible reason; he went crazy.

,,How can you be the yandere, sexy girlfriend from that game?!’’ he whined as he watched you.

Same clothes as you wore there too.

Saeyoung was totally confused, but you somehow managed to explain to him that you somehow got reincarnated and that you were a living human being.

It took him some time, but he came to believe you.

And after some time it was proven…

The game now wasn’t a game anymore, but pure reality.

Saeran

The wifi disconnected and Saeran couldn’t play the game ever again.

But it was okay, he thought.

Everyone and everything left him at some point. He knew how life went and that this was his fate.

However, this time it was totally different.

As if everything was planned, you somehow got reincarnated as the person he decided to brainwash.

But he realized sooner than you expected and you managed to save his life.

,,How…?’’ he wondered.

,,I could never leave you,’’ you confessed and finally kissed.

All those things he wished to do with you were becoming real now.

Walking through the garden at night, kissing your soft lips…

Saerean finally realized what real love and happiness was and your support didn’t die down, not even when Saeran needed your support to find his brother.

Jihyun

He didn’t even remember what game it was.

He didn’t remember how he came to play it or what it was about.

All he knew was that at some point you weren’t real.

Well, you were now, but you weren’t.

But it didn’t matter.

You were now alive and could support him with his best, stroking his head when he was sick because of the drugs and supporting him, telling him what he needed to hear and showing him the real life.

,,At first, I couldn’t believe it. You, an Al, suddenly came to life and believed that we, human beings were Als!’’ he laughed and stroked your head.

,,The first days of my transformation were very hard. I was easy to manipulate, but luckily my memories came back and I realized that I still had to accomplish a mission.’’

Indeed, you were only in this world to save him from despair, but you somehow managed to stay as a human being and love him forever and he didn’t have anything against it.

Vanderwood

,,Do you know her?’’ Saeyoung asked Vanderwood when he kept observing you.

You smirked. You loved to see him like that.

Panic was written all over his face.

,,I’m crazy! You made me crazy!’’ Vanderwood whined.

It didn’t happen every day. His favorite character could finally breathe for real, get touched, or touch.

This was something that shouldn’t happen at all.

But it happened when Vanderwood was living it himself.

,,No,’’ you laughed.

,,Vanderwood, it is really me. You don’t recognize me because I don’t carry a gun?’’ you laughed.

You were actually his favorite game character: a soldier.

Slowly, you approached him and touched his cheek, feeling the warmth which was spreading through his body.

,,I’m real,’’ you gasped.

,,You’re real,’’ you smiled.

,,We are,’’ you lastly said and kissed him ,,let’s make the best out of it,’’ you nodded and made him finally hug you back.

Finally, it happened.

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24.05.2020// 23.10 MEST

[shimmerbeasts]

This was the closest, Yasuo had ever gotten to Vesani in years.

He still remembered the fateful night, which would culminate in the ruination of his life and social standing in his Ionian village. Yasuo had not even been gone for a long while. He had merely meant to investigate rumours of Noxian soldiers in the nearby forests, being sure that his master could wait for a while.

However, upon his return, Yasuo found his former master dead with a strange creature, unlike anything he had ever seen. Snow-white tails sprawled out from her behind and her ears were pointy and as black as her hair. Her eyes were two coins in a human-looking face and even her teeth had been pointy and sharp. Wrong. Everything about this creature had looked wrong. And she had done something to his master, which had killed him. He had looked like more than just dead! He had looked like everything, which made his master a person had been drained from him.

Pain, anger, shock and sadness had controlled Yasuo's next actions. Drawing out his katana, he used the sacred wind technique to fling the beast away from his master so that it could no longer lay a hand on him. However, in doing so, he had damaged the body in ways, which led people to accuse him of the murder. Nobody believed him when he spoke of the monstrous fox creature. Even Yone, his own brother, said he had dishonoured himself and he was making it worse by lying. Eventually, Yasuo had been forced to kill Yone in self-defence.

But did it really matter that he had killed in self-defence? Yauso had already become disgraced by his actions. Dishonoured and ousted from his community. The only way to possibly mend any of this was to find and prove the existence of the monster; and for Yasuo, that meant killing it. It had been the start of a long and elaborate chase, which had taken them many years and across many provinces. Sometimes, Yasuo even ended up leaving Ionia. But it did not matter. Wherever this fox monster went, he followed with firm conviction, trying to mend whatever damage he could along the way.

Still, Yasuo had not expected Vesani to eventually confront him directly. The ronin with his silver-streaked, black hair stared at the beast, he had been hunting for years. His hand rested on the hilt of his katana, however, he did not yet draw his sword. Instead, he kept his gaze firmly locked onto his enemy. Yasuo could still taste the alcohol, he had drunk a couple of hours ago. The beverage's scent clung to his body like it had become a part of it. Yasuo's uneasy stance was the only hint that even now he was inebriated. However, one should not be fooled. Over these years, Yasuo had gotten increasingly better at fighting when drunk.

A soft huff left the ronin's lips before he spoke with his low and gruff voice: "If you are so tired of continuing to play this chase with me, Vesani, then just run into my blade and we can get this over with."

@shimmerbeasts

One single thick tail swayed from one side to another, betraying the calm semblance Ahri had in her face and body language, showing how anxious she was. They had been playing a game of cat and mouse for a while now, months if not years, honestly after a while you stoped caring so much with couting the passage of time, but it was time to put it at a rest now. As much as she liked game, she grew tired of it and having the ronin after her only made her hunts harder.

She still remembered coming to be upon the body of a lifeless elder and the sense of guilt that had washed over her, especially after seeing a young man looking at her terrified and sad, along with other emotions that she couldn't make out in the time but knew she was responsable for.

And ever since he had been chasing her, unaware of how much of accident that death had been.

Ahri crossed her arms, golden eyes on the human and moving slightly to the sword, taking mental note to be on her guard. His soul had a heavier scent, not trully masked by the smell of alchool that emanated from him like it was almost part of him.

"I'm really getting tired of having you on my shadow, you know."

[heartate-aa]

@girlfox recommended your streamer verse and i'm HERE for it!! i read it and loved it so muuuuuch. can you talk a lil bit more abt it? like, which games does ahri likes the most in this verse?

thank you so so so much for asking and thank you to @girlfox for just  🥺 always being so sweet  !!

i’m so glad you like my verse  !!!  i have so much more to unpack,  so i’m grateful that you’ve taken interest in my verse and took the time to ask me about it  !!!

ahri enjoys a lot of like,  rpg type games,  for the most part  !!  she just loves the little worlds that have been created in game and she just gets so invested in the immersion and story.  she loves the beautiful lives that blossom from the characters,  whether it’s with her own or amongst just the npcs,  too  !!  she adores them.  for that reason,  she really loves games like hades,  ffxiv,  stardew valley,  etc  !!  personally,  ooc,  i’ve never played genshin or fire emblem,  but i’ve no doubt that ahri loves those games as well.

she isn’t afraid to try any genre of game,  either.  she’ll play just about anything once,  especially if her fans have been recommending something religiously.  she enjoys things like league of legends  (  and my idea for this in particular,  not sure if u saw it,  is that all the champs are based on ppl and their irl traits,  so ahri retains being a magical gumiho irl and in game  !!  ),  overwatch,  valorant,  dota,  smite,  etc.

anything with a fun storyline,  like the assassin’s creed series or like cyberpunk 2077 and other similar games,  are also games that ahri enjoys  !!

and sometimes,  she likes to wind down and be silly and just have fun and she’ll do like karaoke nights or dance nights and play things like just dance and sing along to the music while she dances,  and it’s even more fun if she has friends over to join her.  sometimes,  she’ll even play things like minecraft just to unwind and build beautifully creative things  !!

the beauty of being a variety streamer is that . . . that’s just her brand  !!  she began as a variety streamer and people found that they loved her charm and personality and her kindness and genuineness in how she interacts with her chat or anyone she plays with.  she isn’t locked into a certain category or genre,  so like,  if she swaps to another game,  she won’t necessarily lose too many views because some people are there for her  !!

ahri loves anything that is fun and exciting and that gets her excited,  whether it’s her heart racing from the adrenaline of something competitive,  or compelling story lines and characters.

and with the excitement of things like chess.com booming on twitch,  ahri would give a gander at learning how to play and master chess,  too  !!  especially after seeing shows like the queen’s gambit . . . she’s so thrilled about the game.

ahri is someone who can find fun in almost anything that she tries to play  !!  she’s adventurous and loves to try new things,  because even if it isn’t something she knows off the bat that she’d like,  you never know  !!  she could find that she enjoys it.

[kittymunst3r]

Nami pressed her fingers against her forehead, closing her eyes as she attempted to gather her thoughts. It felt like it was her millionth time trying to recall the events that happened with the Golden Demon. Swallowing, Nami recalled Ahri’s words. 

I look forward to meeting with you again… 

Nami groaned outwardly and rolled over in her bed, grabbing a pillow and squeezing it to herself. She should be tracking the Golden Demon, so why was she still here? Another frustrated grunt and the siren rolled on her back, flinging the pillow away as she stared up at the dark ceiling. The red light of her alarm clock red 2 a.m. and Nami pushed herself up from the bed, grabbing her favorite vanilla sweater and wrapping herself in it.

“How did you know I was there, demon?” Nami wondered aloud, now starting to pace her small apartment. With a huff, Nami pulled on a pair of baggy, grey sweatpants and pushed her feet in a warm pair of boots before leaving, needing the cold air of winter to comfort her. 

The streets were mostly empty at this time of night, the orange cast from the street lights glowed warmly against the sharp bite of the wintery air. Nami took a deep breath and let it out, watching as the air puffed out in front of her. Continuing her trek down the street, she passed the familiar bright shine of the corner convenience store. Perhaps she’d buy a tea, she thought, reaching into her pockets before she noticed a familiar streak of blonde hair. 

“Ezreal?” Nami called out, the streak of blonde hair moving towards a nearby motorcycle stopped and turned. 

“Nami?” Ezreal cocked his head to the side then turned from the bike and smiled. “What are you doing here?”

The siren shrugged and glanced over his shoulder and looked around for his shopping bags. 

“I could ask the same of you,” Nami replied.

“I sort of work here part time,” Ezreal said with a smile and pushed a hand nervously through his hair.

“But I thought you worked for a museum?” Nami asked. This question caused the man to let out a nervous laugh while he shook his head.

“Ah- that’s uh- that’s a bit complicated. Right now I work here,” Ezreal replied.

“This must be Guardian related, right?” Nami asked with a smirk. Ezreal was a terrible liar.

“Actually-,” Ezreal began and froze, his eyes looking past Nami and off in the distance. “Can I give you a ride somewhere?” He asked suddenly.

Nami, caught off guard by the sudden change in conversation, gave Ezreal a puzzled look. 

“No, I actually live nearby-,” Nami hooked a thumb behind her. 

“I’ll take you there,” Ezreal said, an obvious edge in his voice.

Nami swallowed, suddenly feeling the air grow tense. 

“What’s wro-,” Nami began and Ezreal stepped forward, standing so close to the siren that she nearly yelped. 

“You have a shadow-,” Ezreal said, his voice incredibly quiet, then his hands were on either side of her, rubbing up and down with enthusiasm. “You look cold,” he said, louder. “Let’s go for some tea or coffee.”

“Yeah, okay,” Nami said, feeling her stomach tightening up. She wasn’t sure why, but she followed Ezreal’s lead. Lux’s diary was right, something about his man just made him easy to follow.   

Ezreal carefully handed Nami a helmet, his movements were quick but not in a panicked sort of way. It felt strange seeing Ezreal with such a serious, focused  expression when as far as Nami had known him he always held a boyishly charming sort of smile. 

“Hang on tight,” Ezreal said as they both boarded his motorcycle.

Nami swallowed hard, fighting the urge to stay and fight whoever was following her. It was against the siren’s nature to run from any fight. After all, she wielded the Tidecaller, no one could escape the drowning wrath she could bring down if someone wanted a fight.

Turning the key to his motorcycle Ezreal gave a slight shake of his head, as if he were reading Nami’s thoughts.

“I mean it, hold tight,” Ezreal said and Nami leaned forward, her arms wrapping around the man’s waist. “And don’t look behind us.”

With a jolt the pair were off, and Nami felt a surge of adrenaline as her heart pounded in her ears. Prior to now the siren had never ridden on a motorcycle and it was exhilarating and she could understand why Ezreal owned one.

Ezreal blazed through the city, his tail light leaving a streak of red to follow them in the dark of night. Nami half expected for some kind of twisted arms to reach from behind and pluck her from the bike but no such nightmare came. Ezreal continued through the downtown area, the traffic heavier as the man weaved expertly through cars. Nami lost track of time as the pair went down street after street in the most bizarre patterns. Finally, Ezreal stopped after entering a dark alley and the man gave a sigh before turning the engine off.

Swinging her leg over, Nami got off the motorcycle and felt herself wobble. There was an unusual numbness in her extremities and Ezreal chuckled, helping to steady Nami while removing his helmet and ruffling his disheveled hair. 

“That was close,” Ezreal said, his voice weary as he too got off the motorcycle.

“What was close? What’s going on?” Nami asked, crossing her arms. 

Ezreal put his helmet on the seat of the motorcycle and looked down either side of the dark alley.  

“Not here. Let’s get that tea,” Ezreal said, motioning for the siren to follow. “You look like an ice cube, and I know I certainly feel like one.”

Nami felt like stamping her feet and demanding answers right then and there but pressed the urge back, knowing that at least she would be getting some answers. And Ezreal was starting to look rather blue. 

“Very well, lead the way.” Nami nodded and Ezreal left the alley, crossing the dark, empty street. A few more minutes of weaving through more alleyways and Ezreal came to a steel door, it’s rust and decay that chipped the yellow-white paint made it look like it hadn’t been opened in years, decades even. 

“After you,” Ezreal said, opening the door with a loud creak and making a slight bow.

Nami could see a faint glow of light further into the dark room and stepped inside the large building. Where were they, she wondered to herself as Nami felt a blanket of warmth lay across her she continued inward. The squeak of the rusted door closed behind her as Ezreal followed closely behind. 

“Don’t be afraid,” Ezreal said quietly in the dim light.

“I’m not afraid,” Nami shot back, looking over at him, her face serious.

“That’s either really brave,” Ezreal said as a smile split his features. They came to another door, brighter light showing from under the door and Ezreal continued, “or really foolish.” 

Ezreal pulled the door open and Nami could see a brightly lit kitchen. It was definitely a commercial kitchen, and in excellent condition. All of the appliances here seemed new, their stainless steel surfaces sparkling in cleanliness. 

“Where are we?” Nami asked, walking through the kitchen. 

“Somewhere safe,” Ezreal said, moving to one of the stoves and picking up a tea kettle. “For now, anyways.” 

Nami watched as the man busied himself with getting two mugs, setting them on a counter and assembling the tea.

“How do you like your tea?” Ezreal asked and Nami nearly scoffed at the sheer normality of his question. Sometimes it was hard for the Marai siren to understand that this was how the people of land really lived. How did they like their tea? What would they wear to the spring formal? Did Brian get eliminated on that one show? 

Nami thought of the darkness that seeped at the fringes of her home, threatening to spread throughout the realm unchecked. That was the real world. Her world, and it was hard for Nami to admit that sometimes she dreamed of a time where she didn’t have to return to the abyss and fight against the never ending darkness.

“Strong, with sugar,” Nami said distractedly and Ezreal smirked.

“Of course,” Ezreal chuckled with a shake of his head.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Nami asked and the man laughed again.

“Did you know that some ancient cultures correlate how you take your tea with what kind of soul you have?” Ezreal mused, starting to pour the steaming water from the kettle in one of the cups. 

“And what do these ancients say about how I like mine?” Nami asked, her head tilting curiously. Ezreal looked over at Nami as he finished pouring.

“That you’re like Lux,” he replied, bringing the siren her cup of tea. “You are built of strength, but weak to matters of the heart.” 

Nami felt her eyebrow raise as she looked on at Ezreal.

“Seriously?” Nami asked and Ezreal looked at her with a straight face.

“Oh definitely,” Ezreal said, his tone serious. “The ancients were wise. You’ll end up in love with a total scoundrel if you’re not careful.” Ezreal sucked in a breath before a snicker slipped out, his face splitting into a big smile as Nami blew out a breath of a laugh.

“Ezreal!” Nami said, pushing on him and he yelped out.

“Hey, Nami! Careful! I have hot tea!” Ezreal said, his laughter bubbling out. 

This was definitely how Lux described him in her diary, Nami thought to herself. How he was behaving earlier was totally out of character for him. So what happened? What was going on?

“Okay, Ezreal. I’ve been pretty patient, which, if you didn’t know, is not my strong suit.” Nami took a tentative sip of tea and found it to be delightfully warm and fragrant. “Tell me what’s going on.”

“Yeah,” Ezreal shifted uneasily, his brows furrowing together as he began to pace back and forth. “First, you should know that- well, it’s not that no one trusts you- it’s just, this doesn’t usually happen…”

Nami blew out a breath, putting her cup on a counter.

“Ezreal. Start at the beginning and don’t skip around,” Nami said trying to keep her impatience from turning into annoyance. What did he mean by trusting her? Why was Ezreal at that convenience store? Nami felt her eyes narrow and Ezreal began to look nervous.

“I don’t know what I’m not supposed to say-,” Ezreal said, his eyes rolling as he tried to explain, his hands twisting nervously. 

“Then say it all,” Nami said, her voice commanding and Ezreal bit his lip.

“Fineee. But Lux is gonna kill me, that is if Ahri doesn’t get to me first…” Ezreal’s voice trailed and Nami snapped her fingers. 

“Ezreal. Focus.” Nami bit out, starting to sound exasperated.

“Ahri thinks that there’s a reason why the Golden Demon left you alive. You spent so long chasing him down, always narrowly missing this time and that-,” Ezreal’s voice trailed off, leaving the implication hanging in the air. Nami felt understanding beginning to dawn.

“She thinks I’m a spy for the Golden Demon,” Nami said, swallowing hard.

“I wouldn’t say spy…” Ezreal said, crossing his arms and shifting. It was clear that he was growing more and more uncomfortable as the conversation continued. 

“You were placed at the convenience store to watch me, weren’t you?” Nami asked, but she knew the answer already. Of course Ezreal had been sent there to watch her. The Star Guardians had been betrayed somehow before, although Lux’s diary was short on a great many important details on exactly what transpired. 

“Yes,” Ezreal confirmed but began to speak quickly. “It’s just not like the Demon to just leave anyone alive ya’ know. Jinx said when she found you he was speaking to you?” 

Nami looked away from Ezreal, remembering the sound of the Demon’s entrancing voice as it felt permanently etched in her mind.

Magnificent…

Nami shivered. “I don’t remember much.” The siren tapped her forehead where it still displayed stitches and a large purple bruise. “But I do remember his gun, and some sort of gas contraption. It had to be what kept my powers suppressed. But him speaking to me doesn’t explain why you were sent to keep watch on me.” 

“Well, I was only meant to keep an eye on your comings and goings. Then I noticed that you started to have someone follow you.” Ezreal shifted and sighed. “I thought maybe you had a boyfriend, or admirer.”

Nami blanched. Her? Something as trivial as a boyfriend? It wasn’t that Nami was unwelcome to the idea, but how could hearts and romance belong in her world, the same world as the darkness? Nami shook her head fiercely, a flush tingeing the peaks of her cheeks. “No- no boyfriend.”

Ezreal nodded. “I had to be sure. So I asked Lux about it, and she confirmed. But the flowers at your doorstep…”

“Flowers?” Nami asked, unaware of any flowers left at her apartment.

Ezreal gave a solemn nod. “They were lotus flowers.”

Nami felt her stomach seize up as she recalled the last blurred image of the Golden Demon; a white lotus flower blooming at his feet.

“What happened to them?” Nami asked, swallowing hard. “They were intercepted by me,” Ezreal said. “I thought they may have been some sort of trap set by the Demon. We had the flowers extensively tested but nothing came of it. Lux thought-,” Ezreal hesitated and Nami’s brow rose. 

“What?” Nami could feel anger welling up within her. 

“Well… she thought maybe it was some sort of signal. For you to- um-,” Ezreal looked at the ground, as if too embarrassed to go on. 

“For me to what?” Nami felt something inside her snap. What had happened to their starting anew? Was that just a trick? A way to manipulate her, gain her trust?

Ezreal frowned, his brows knotting together. “Nami… Lux- she-,” the man faltered, “she had to be careful. Ahri ordered-” but Nami moved away from Ezreal and moved through the kitchen.

“Screw Ahri’s orders,” Nami said defiantly and Ezreal winced. “Is this supposed to be the great Star Guardians?” Nami scoffed, crossing her arms. “All of you are just a bunch of squabbling children, all of you ungrateful for a power bestowed on you that could change the fate of this realm for the better. Ahri’s ordered to keep me at arm’s length, has she? Me, the only one in this lot chasing down a demented killer? I’ve seen his victims…” Nami’s eyes looked distant as she recalled the memory. “I’ve seen him hunt. What he’s done, his power…” Nami’s attention snapped to the man, her voice quiet. “Ahri-,” Nami shook her head. No, Ahri couldn’t have that much sway. “Lux thinks I’ve been compromised? That I’m somehow in league with the Golden Demon?” 

Ezreal only nodded and Nami felt disappointment wash over her. And oh how she loathed the feeling. She had told herself from her first steps on land that finding the Moonstone, protecting her people, it would come first over everything. No matter what. And yet, here she was, entangled in this Star Guardian mess because it was the first real lead she had in finding the missing stone. 

For all that was said between her and Lux, the new bud of trust that had sprouted between them was surely dead now. The Marai siren would never again trust Luxanna Crownguard. A hardness grew in Nami’s eyes as she tried to process the betrayal felt within her.

“Nami-” Ezreal started, his eyes looking sad.

“I’ve heard enough.” Nami’s eyes went to the ground. “You- you guardians let me sit as an easy, open target for him. And I’m just supposed to be okay with that? He leaves sick gifts at my home and you say nothing.” The siren balled her hands into fists, trying to quell the surge of magic that rolled off her. Nami could feel a tear start to roll down her cheek and looked up to see Ezreal reach out to comfort her but she slapped his hand away. “Lux made me track down an untraceable beast. Forced me into being a part of his sick rituals of slaughter, and I could do nothing. Save no one. All so I could be a part of this elite club, to get answers I needed for my people. The Star Guardians.” Nami didn’t hide the venom in her voice as she practically spit out her last sentence, causing Ezreal to flinch. “You’re all weak children.”

“We’re not- Lux isn’t-,” Ezreal started, his hand reaching up defensively.

“You’re trying to defend her? Trying to defend the suspicions that somehow I’m involved with a demented killer?” Nami smirked and rubbed a hand over her face. “Unbelievable.”

“I don’t think-,” Ezreal started but Nami shook her head.

“Do you really think it matters what you think, Ezreal? You have these unimaginable powers. Powers to change the fate of this star- to help so many…” Nami felt her mind drift to home, to the terrifying darkness that lurked beneath the ocean waves. 

“We do help the people of this star,” Ezreal countered and Nami gave him a look that flashed momentarily with sadness. 

“Not all the people.” Nami started to leave and Ezreal grabbed her arm to stop her.

“Hey- don’t go,” Ezreal continued, “there’s more I need to say.”

“For once in my life,” Nami said, peeling the man’s fingers back. “I don’t want to hear it.”

“At least tell me where you’re going,” Ezreal said quietly. 

“To kill the demon,” Nami said simply and Ezreal’s eyes widened.

“Nami, that’s not a good idea.” 

“Of course it is,” the siren replied. “If I can destroy the indestructible Golden Demon, then I won’t need the powers of the Star Guardians or the moonstone to save my people. I will know that my strength can surpass any darkness. And any star guardian.”

Ezreal said nothing and Nami left, leaving the same way she came in. The siren stepped out onto the street and began to walk, unknowing of what part of the city she was in. It didn’t matter, she didn’t need to get anywhere. She only needed her shadow to catch up with her.

[frostiifae]

Part 2: Top 5 Favorite Characters to Write.

Sighhh. You really do know how to make me happy, don’t you?

1. Eirika.

"Tana will not stop talking about you," Eirika hissed. "She has been miserable, you know, and she goes on and on about you like you're the only thing in her life worth living for. 'O Eirika, if only you could have seen what I saw! She showed me such beauty in the heat of battle and I fear I will never see it again! O Eirika, do you think she will become the greatest fighter in Magvel? I wish I could learn alongside her!'"

Marisa lowered her arms. She tried to speak, but words didn't come to her, and she trailed off; Eirika stopped, panting, glaring.

"Is this what you are afraid of?" Slowly Eirika caught her own breath, too, calming herself. Her bangs had drifted back into her face, meaning her hair was surely a mess by now; still she brushed it aside. "That Tana will try to kill you?"

"Every employer has," Marisa mumbled, looking down and crossing an arm over her stomach. "It is only a matter of when."

"That is..." Eirika trailed off, despairing. How could anyone live like that? "Marisa," she said, softly and seriously. "On the honor of Renais, and the power of the Sacred Stone, I swear that you will always be a friend and ally to Renais and welcome within her borders."

A little while back, I was scrolling through my works list on Ao3, and I noticed that I write about Eirika an awful lot. She’s in a third of everything I write! Eirika is fun to write about for two reasons; one, she’s a fully-formed character as she is, a wonderful and likeable person, who still has a lot of personal growth to explore. There are so many different ways you can interpret her character and different forms of growth to explore, but despite that, you’re still starting from the basis of a very charming, charismatic, kind-hearted woman who honestly wants to do the best she can for everyone around her.

Secondly - well, she’s very charming and charismatic, she’s very elegant, and yet not without those adorable little flaws here and there. It’s fun to write about Eirika being a gay mess for Julia in Cinders. It’s fun to write about her treading the line of depravity in HTL (and other things). The sequence I quoted here is at the end of a sword fight she has with Marisa to try to help Marisa open up about her feelings. She’s so multi-dimensional and adapts so well to so many situations, where you get to explore both how she responds, and how other people respond to her own influence - in fact, she’s so flexible that I had a really hard time picking a single segment to show here! I just love her, and part of me wonders if I’ll ever stop writing about her. Thank you so much for showing her to me.

2. Phobos.

"You don't need me," Emily promises. "And I don't need to be saved. I've survived long enough now."

Naomi is stunned - so much so that she almost doesn't react, as Emily turns and steps forward. Her panicked cry is late, her lunge towards Emily is late. But Phobos is not stunned, and Phobos acts much quicker and moves much faster than Naomi.

She - she, the horde of spiders, the Outsider, the concept of Fear - she does not think, she does not hesitate; there is no internal resolution or promise being upheld. This is an instinct, nothing more or less. But when Emily teeters, on the verge of giving away her balance and allowing gravity to take hold of her fate, she looks down, and what she sees is not the ground far below her. What she sees she can't quite understand. Her brain tries and fails to arrange it in shapes she recognizes; there are pieces there, pieces of things that look like they might have been familiar, but altogether it can't be parsed.

What she sees is Phobos lunging beneath her to try to catch her. What she sees is an infinite yawning cavern of twisting, tangled webs, bursting from one another in fractal patterns, growing unimaginably large and shrinking unimaginably small. What should have been a fall of a few hundred feet becomes an abyss light-years deep, stretching before her, around her, past her, behind her, encompassing her. There are legs. There are eyes. She can't count them. They're all watching her. They're scrambling in her way. That is Phobos, to Emily's eyes. That's all she sees before her mind can't take anymore.

Of course my OCs are some of my favorite characters to write about, and - once I’ve established them all better - I’m sure they would all overtake my top 5, which may or may not be kind of boring.

But so far, Wishes is a story about Phobos, and I fucking love Phobos. I have always adored her, even before she took this shape, even before I committed to “fear” as the axis around which her character evolved. There are so many things I want to say about her that I can’t just yet, but for those of you who have been reading Wishes, I’m sure this comes as no surprise. Phobos is wonderful and I’m excited to do so much more with her.

3. Rei.

Rei is pursing her lips. She tries her best to take this all in, and parts of it do process. That Rei has to succeed, so that the deaths of the rest of the world are not in vain; yes, she knows this. That Naomi was meant to die, and Rei violated that destiny... she knows this too. But...

...but no, she can't accept the rest of it. She shakes her head. "I won't let them die for nothing," she whispers. "But that's not enough for me. I won't let anyone die at all. I won't let you, or Eliza, or Gwen, or anyone else from the Seed - they've all come this far, even if they can't wake up on their own anymore, and I won't let any of them die."

"Y-You can't..." Naomi laughs brokenly. "Rei, you can't..."

"I'm not a child!" Rei shouts, her fingers digging into Naomi's shoulders. "This has been my goal from the beginning! This is why I saved you, Naomi! Not so you could throw your life away in service to me here, because I love you and I want you to live! If you die there's no fucking point to any of this!"

"Rei," Naomi breathes. Her voice is faint, a trace of her laughter still lingering in it, hanging in bittersweet awe. Rei is aware she is tearing up too. She has to consciously stop herself from saying what comes to her lips next - Naomi does not need to know that she's died before - that's - it's not important, it's not important because she's going to save this one.

"I'm not like you," she is hissing, not sure whether she's angry or sad or terrified or relieved, but whatever it is, she is so full of it she could burst. "I was raised for this! This is my life's purpose! If I die to achieve it, I will die happy! I didn't survive twenty years of knowing the world was about to end just to make compromises and half-measures at the final moment, Naomi, I swore to myself that I would save everyone and I'm going to save everyone, okay?! That includes you! ESPECIALLY you!"

...*sighs dreamily* I love Rei...

Rei is the culmination of half of my favorite things that any character can be. She is responsible. She is kind. She is ambitious. She knows in her heart that she is going to save the world. And she is so, so not ready for what will happen to her when she does.

I don’t want to say anything more than that, but hopefully the snippet above - technically a spoiler - helps illustrate who she is and why I love her so much.

4. Ahri.

But that wasn't new for Noxians, they did a lot of things that Ahri didn't understand, and there was nothing that bothered Ahri as much as not understanding humans, even though she revelled in how strange and mysterious and unique they could all be, because it gave her hope that she could be her own different brand of human, a special human with ears and tails that reminded her of an unhappy past she had overcome, she liked that, and she liked to believe that she didn't have to be perfect or normal, or to make sense to other people, but it was hard to be convinced of that when other people laughing at you hurts so much, and although she could build herself up all she liked when she was alone, and although she got so much encouragement from Wukong, who said that being a human wasn't very special and that Ahri was wonderful for being Ahri, he was such a sweet nice person and she was very happy to know him, but when you're in the moment, excited to be normal and to do normal things and humans just scoff and laugh and push you aside, it hurts in a way that nice words can't fix, it hurts in a way that breaks your hopes like glass, and you try to cobble them together again but you just cut your hands and look foolish.

And then there were the Noxians, who were a whole different kind of unusual, where Ahri was strange in a way that made people laugh and ignore her, Noxians were strange in a way that made people hate and fear them, but Ahri wondered if that would be so bad, because at least that was a reaction, at least there was respect there, and Ahri longed to be respected. What kind of idiot human would ever turn down free food at a festival? She knew even Wukong would find that very weird, and Ahri didn't know how to explain that, but she had just desperately wanted to be normal and to do a normal human thing, and instead of being allowed to do that, her intent and desire was assumed, and she was given a gift she didn't want, without anyone asking her what she actually wanted, and she wished they had just looked afraid of her, because then she could impress them, and she could do her human thing and be done with it, and she was sure she would be just as lonely that way, but it would be better at least, she wouldn't be questioning who and what she was supposed to be, or whether this whole magic body thing was really just an awful cosmic joke.

...No, Ahri, you can't think like that, because this body is all you have now, and without it, there's... there's nothing.

She stopped and leaned up against a tree, breathing raggedly, her tails curling around her protectively, both hiding her and sheltering her from the cold. Calm down, Ahri...

At this point, it’s not really fair to say that the character I wrote in the Resurgence of Noxus is the same as the Riot Games character, Ahri (and not just because of her retconned background). But, regardless, I love this fox very dearly. Just because I’ve put a lot of distance between myself and League as both a player and writer doesn’t diminish any of my feelings for her.

To me, Ahri is (was) a very powerful symbol of my own struggle as a trans person. She is someone who was born as something she didn’t want to be, who spent her life watching and pining after the people who were what she wanted, and who was only granted half of her wish and then forced to be happy with that as a result. Ahri’s struggle to accept herself as she is and to find beauty and meaning in the ways she’s different from other humans is something I find myself coming back to in my own mind over and over.

In my early attempts at writing Ahri, I used long winding paragraphs and run-on sentences as a form of characterization, something about her that differentiates her from other people without her realizing why. I think it was a mostly successful experiment, but I’m sorry if it makes her a bit tough to read, hehe.

5. WA2000.

"How - isn't... it?" WA's voice cracked partway through [her sentence]. She sniffled, hiding her face. "Listen to me...! How... how isn't this a defect?" She sniffled again, curling up. She was crying now. "I'm a gun that starts sobbing uncontrollably if you make her even think about killing one particular human. Weapons can't get sentimental! Otherwise they can't do their job!"

I have spent comparatively little time with WA2000 as a writer. I have no published works involving Girls’ Frontline. I just have a few little projects - as I’m sure almost all writers do - that are personal and private and I keep on a back burner as something to come back to when I’m bored. You, Ellie, will probably recognize this quote.

As I’ve mentioned in other asks today, I love stories about AI trying to come to terms with the reason for their existence, while also gaining agency over their own emotions and forming their own desires and goals and relationships. WA2000 is just the perfect microcosm of all of those struggles. I think a lot of people see her as just That Really Pretty Tsun Android, but just like all genuinely great tsundere characters, there’s a very deep-seated reason for her acting that way, and watching her struggle with it and... slowly, ever so slowly overcome it... is one of the most beautiful things in the world to me.

Even if I don’t ever publish anything with WA in it, I’m really excited to do more with this character and with the themes she embodies.

[serenity-writes]

1, 6, and 9 ✌🏻

Hai friend!

1. What is your process like? How do you come up with your ideas?

I usually am talking to someone and afsdljk-ing about a character, and ideas just pop in. I end up writing with just an idea and no plan. I also write any section of the fic that I want, then connecting it all later. 

6. Have you ever had a debate with yourself about something you were creating? What was that argument like?

I think I talk to myself out loud a lot… I don’t know if I would count it as debating, haha. Definitely have asked myself whether or not a character would actually do this, then argued it with myself to try and make it work.

9. Share your earliest example of some of your work!

fdasjk I deleted most of them, but here’s one I dragged up from FF.net (I wrote this… 6 years ago?). Under the cut to save space (but also because I hope nobody clicks it)

One fine day, when the sun was high and a gentle breeze was blowing, I decided to take a short nap underneath a big oak tree. I was awoken by a light tap on my shoulder. Blinking sleepily, I rubbed my eyes and turned to look at the person that had awoken me.

Ahri stood before me.

Startled, I scrambled backwards and hit my back on the tree which I had forgotten was there. “Ouch…” I muttered as she delicately laughed, holding a hand in front of her face as she did.

“You’re so clumsy, summoner.”

I blushed in embarrassment as I stood up to face her. I was a bit taller than her. “Ahri, what in the world are you doing here?”

“Oh you didn’t know?”

I shook my head.

“Every two months, champions get to interact with summoners and to do whatever we choose!”

“And… You chose me?”

She nodded. Her tails were tucked neatly together so it looked like one. Her ears twitched and her eyes were filled with excitement. The feminine feline walked towards me and draped an arm across my shoulder. She lowered her head to kiss me. As soon as her soft lips to touched mine, I pulled her closer to me. I knew what was going to happen next.

“Aren’t you afraid they’re going to catch us?” I questioned as she slid her hands to cup my face. Ahri had a naughty look on her face.

“Not. At. All.”

[shimmerbeasts]

Please give this post a like or reblog if you want to plot a thread with Ahri. I will then discuss further details either via Discord or IMs. Please be aware that I have a limited amount of plotted threads, I can handle. So only like this post if you genuinely want to plot something with this specific muse.

[lolsmurfaccounts]

Funniest League of Legends Jokes on the Internet

When it comes to jokes, there are plenty of then out there, but they are even funnier when they are about our favorite games League of Legends is no different, and the bright and witty minds of the internet have come together to compile one of the largest collection of jokes about a fandom that is currently out there Just do a quick search for “League of Legends” jokes and you will find plenty of websites that feature them.

Dig a little deeper by hanging out on LOL forums and talking to people in-game and you’ll come across many more jokes But you don’t have to do all that work to get the biggest chuckle from LOL jokes, because we’ve scoured the internet and found the best League of Legends jokes out there, and then used super-secret-sciency formulas to rank and categorize them and have listed them here You don’t have to hang out LOLNexus and wait for the perfect joke to come along All you have to do is read below Here’s one to get you started:

Q: Why does Teemo live in a small house?

A: He doesn’t need mushroom

Best Q & A League of Legend Jokes

Q & A jokes are the most popular of the jokes out there for League of Legends players. Plus, these funny League of Legends jokes are all about characters in the game.

That seems to be the most creative outlet when it comes to creating these jokes. Lot os these funniest LOL jokes are the same ones that you will have made with your friends, but the Q & A section is definitely the biggest here. We have saved some of the best worst Q & A jokes for a lower section, but you should be able to get a laugh out of most of these.

There were a lot more jokes out there than just these, but we had to skip a few of them because the touched on racial or overly sensitive topics, or were simply sexual in nature (and in bad taste as well). Here are the very best of the Q & A jokes that we were able to find.

Q: Why didn’t Sivir win the spelling bee?

A: Because she could only spell shield

Q: Why did Fzz fall off his trident?

A: Because he’s unbalanced!

Q: What do you call Malphite getting a double kill against Azir and Anivia?

A: Killing two birds with one stone

Q: Why did Fiddlestick get promoted?

A: Because he was outstanding in his field

Q: Why do chefs love cooking for Ekko?

A: Because he always goes back 4 seconds

Q: Why is Yasuo the best roommate?

A; Because he always HASAKEY

Q: What’s the Yordles’ most hated phone carrier?

A: Teemobile

Q: What’s Vayne’s favourite site?

A: Tumblr

Q: What do you call a Blitzcrank with 6 Triforces?

A: A really expensive hooker

Q: Why is Tf an illegal immigrant?

A: Because he doesn’t have a green card

Q: Who is the most academically successful female champion?

A: Jinx She got A’s while the rest of them got D’s

Q: Why can’t Olaf find a handicapped parking spot?

A: He can’t be disabled

Q: Why did the manaless Syndra run from the teamfight?

A: She didn’t have the balls

Q: What do you call a game-winning laser?

A: Viktor-E

Q: How does Janna shield her allies?

A: With Ease (With E’s)

Q: When is a door not a door?

A: When it’s a Jarvan

Q: Why is Zilean the master of time?

A: Because he’s got a Zilean clocks!

Q: What do you call an AFK Shyvana?

A: A statikk Shyv!

Q: What is a marksman’s least favorite plant?

A: A-kali Flower!

Q: What do you call a Renekton support?

A: Gatoraide!

Q: What do you call a Camille that’s stealthed?

A: A Camille-eon

Q: Why did Nami fail her final year at school?

A: All her grades were under C!

Q: What did Aurelion Sol say when he bumped his leg on a wall?

A: Ao, my shin!

Q: What do you call a Warwick that’s MIA?

A: A wherewolf!

Q: What is the secret League of Legends religion that every player follows?

A: Siontology!

Q: What do Rammus and Malphite listen to?

A: Rock ‘n’ Roll! Ok

Q: Why can’t Gangplank play cards?

A: Because he’s always standing on the deck!

Q: Did you know that Alistar is dyslexic?

A: He always goes oom!

Q: What do you do to a toxic Zyra?

A: Repot them!

Q: How long does it take to save up enough money for a Locket?

A: Aegis

Q: What do you call Renekton wearing a vest?

A: An In-vest-igator!

Q: What’s Lee Sin’s favorite game mode?

A: Blind pick!

Q: Where does Fiora water her plants?

A: En garden!

Q: How does Sona charge her phone?

A: With a Power Chord!

Q: What do you call Kennen when he is stunned in Lightning Rush?

A: Static Electricity

Q: How many bronze players does it take to screw in a light bulb?

A: Who knows – They can’t climb the ladder

Q: Why is Yasuo never locked out of his house?

A: Because he always Hasaki!

Q: Why was Caitlyn pulled over on the highway?

A: She was going AD miles per hour

Q: Why did Riot take off LeBlanc’s silence?

A: So she can hear the screams of her enemy as she one shots them

Best One-Liner League Jokes

Some of the best jokes out there from League of Legends players came as one-liner jokes. These have been pulled from around a dozen different sources, including the official game forums. It is impossible to know who to credit these jokes to, as they are repeated and passed around so many times until the originator of the joke is impossible to discern. Plus, some of these are pretty obvious, and were probably thought up by more than one LOL player at once. Check out these hilarious one-liner jokes straight from other players.

Lee Sin walks into a bar and into a chair, and into a table

Brand got banned for flaming

At the start of the game, Blitz said “Let’s go invade!” Then he ran very fast using his ‘W’ skill

Sometimes Volibear tells me jokes, but I just can’t bear them

Yorick walks into a bar, there is no counter

100 people followed Singed on Twitter They all died

You know Zilean is having a bad day when he asks you for the time

Katarinas dark secret is that she’s prone to getting dizzy

Trundle never ceases to be amazed about how everyone on the internet knows he’s a troll

Mordekaiser really hates airport security

Shacos darkest secret is that he’s afraid of children

Sometimes Karthus picks up a sword and pretends that he’s Arthas

Amumus favorite emote is /cry

Heimerdinger has a gadget for every occasion, but his friends think he went too far during the attack of a mariachi band of penguins dressed up as clowns

Once Evelynn almost choked to death, but nobody could tell

Evelynn is constantly being bothered by an old man named Gargamel

When Katarina got into the assassination business she made a killing

For some reason Alistar suffers from headaches

Soraka hates the saying “when you hear hoof beats, think horses”

Teemo is a big player in the underground drug market

Ryze’s big secret is a real shocker!

When Malphite and Rammus hang out they like to Rock n’ Roll!

When Udyr masturbates, is it considered bestiality?

Maplphite once took swimming lessons. He doesn’t like to talk about it

Warwick used to do a lot of huffing and puffing, and there were three talking pigs involved. So, don’t do drugs, kids.

Cassiopeia always knows how much she weighs thanks to all her scales.

Singed made a potion so strong it made him see double! Turns out it was just Shaco playing a prank!

Taric’s mother thinks he’s a real gem!

Vladimir really loves Bloody Mary! She’s his girlfriend!

Everyone stared when Lux asked if anyone’s got a light?

Once Kog’maw had a cold, but no one could tell.

Tristana is disappointed that it’s never a rocket in your pocket.

Sometimes, to mess with people Kayle and Morgana switch clothes.

You know what happened when Blitzcrank went on a date with katarina? He knocked her up!

Did you see Annie dance last night? She was on fire!

We would tell you a Pantheon joke but there are over 300 of them…

Noc Noc? Who’s There? Daaaaaaaaaarrknesssss

Best “Yo’Momma” LOL Jokes

One of the categories that seems to be severely lacking in the League of Legends joke world is the “Yo Momma” joke. These are a staple of any comedy gathering, and other games have tons of Yo Momma” jokes about them. But we were only able to find a few. Maybe you can come up with some of your own jokes in this category and add them to the game forums and other places where players congregate. In the meantime, check out these jokes, and remember, we are certain that YOUR momma is a very nice person and that none of these jokes actually apply to her personally.

Yo momma is so fat, Cho’gath feasted on her and gained full stacks

Yo momma so ugly she feared Nocturne!

Yo momma so fat, Fiddlesticks drained her and got diabetes!

Your mum is so fat she has to recall twice to get back to base.

Yo momma so fat, when Singed tried to Fling her, he broke his back

Best Worst Jokes about League of Legends

As we sifted through thousands of jokes to make this compilation, one thing became very clear: there were lots of jokes out there that really should just have been drug out into the street and shot. But some of those terrible jokes were so terrible that they were actually funny. Those are the ones that we felt compelled to include here. If you laugh at these, then you probably need to get some better jokes in your life. If you groan…well..don’t blame us. We didn’t write them. We wouldn’t admit it if we did.

Q: What does Mordekaiser hate the most?

A: Airport Security

Q: What do you call a Lucian that goes AFK?

A: A Black Leaver

Q: How do you beat Orianna?

A: Ochris Brown

Q: What car does Garen drive?

A: A FORD EMACIAAAA

Q: Why is Riven such a broken champion?

A: Because a sword mirrors its owner

Q:How many platinum 1 players do you need to replace a light bulb ?

A: None, they would break the ladder and blame everyone for it

Olaf: Hey Elise do you know what counters Vi the most?

Elise: No what?

Olaf: Me, because I’m a VI-king

A family was driving along on a road trip

Little kid: Ahri there yet? Ahri there yet? Ahri we there yet? Ahri there yet?

Q: Why does Viktor make a great friend?

A: Because he always has a spare helping hand!

Q: Why does Viktor always win his lane?

A: Because he always has the upper hand!

Q: Why couldn’t the potato play ADC?

A: Because no one would peel for him

Q: How do you troll players in League of Legends?

A: Yorick roll them!

Q: Why is Master Yi’s Q so buggy?

A: Because it’s “alpha” strike!

Teemo walks into a bar. “I’ll have a glass of water, please!”

(2 seconds later)

Bartender: “Here’s your wat… wait, where’d he go?”

Best League of Legends Pick-Up Lines

One of the League of Legends humor categories that was simply stuffed was the pick-up line category. Now, only a girl (or a guy) who actually played LOL would get these jokes. Anyone else would simply look at you as if you were crazy. There were hundreds and hundreds of jokes in this category, but we didn’t have the room for all of them, so we pared them down to some of the ones that made us chuckle. Remember, you use these jokes at your own risk. If you don’t have a significant other, you probably won’t after you use these pick-up lines either. If you already do have a partner, then you might be without one if you use these lines on them too. Let’s take a look at some of the best League of Legends pick-up lines.

Damn, if being sexy was a crime, I’d have to call Sheriff Caitlyn because you’re guilty as charged.

You know, if Ezreal saw you, he’d need a map. He’d get lost in your eyes.

Girl, is your name Ashe? Because your beauty stunned me from a distance!

Is your name Janna? Because you blow me away.

Hey girl, wanna come back to my base and check out my Needlessly Large Rod?

Are you an AD carry? Because I’m fired up and ready to serve.

Are you Cassiopeia? Because when I stare at you I get hard.

Are you Orianna? Because you can play with my balls.

Can I invade your jungle?

Can I put my doran blade in your doran ring?

Can I tap your dark spheres?

Did I mention its mating season?

Do you main Ahri? Because I find you charming.

Even if you were Singed I would still chase after you.

Girl you’re like draven – spinning me around town.

The League of Legends URF/NURF April Fool’s Joke

One of the jokes that we found to be the funniest didn’t actually come from the players. Many players will remember the URF and NURF April Fool’s jokes that Riot trolled everyone with if they have been playing LOL for any length of time. If you are new to the game, or for some reason, you haven’t heard about these, then allow us to enlighten you, because this was really a great prank, and the fact that Riot was able to change it and do it again – and fool everyone again – made it even better.

Okay, so the story starts with URF – a new game mode that the company claimed was going to be introduced temporarily to see how it worked out. The developer called it URF, which stood for Ultra Rapid Fire. It was supposed to make everything thousands of times faster, including attack speed, movement, crit damage and even gold was supposed to increase. Mana costs and cooldown times were also supposed to have gone up. Of course, the company made this announcement just before April 1st, and it turned out to be an April Fool’s Joke.

But then, they brought it back once again, this time calling it NURF (for New Ultra Rapid Fire) and it had the following specifications:

+100% mana and energy cost on all abilities

+200% cooldown inflation on abilities, items and summoner spells

+225 movement speed reduction

+200% delay between basic attacks

Critical strikes deal 50% of base AD

Units critically strike on 150% of attacks

Of course, that was exactly the opposite of “URF” and this one wasn’t real either. It was just another April Fool’s joke that fooled people..again.

[enaasteria]

GOD, I can't believe I'm crying!!! I'm gonna miss Ahri and Sehun so much omg :(( I found your story at chapter 8, I believe, and I've been reading it ever since and I truly fell in love with their love, I cried with them, I felt their pain and after reading chapter 17 I don't want to let go T_T I love how romaaaantic this chapter was. Sehun truly changed and Ahriiii, god, I feel so proud of of her :') Enaaaa, why do you have to write such perfect characters??? It's going to be so hard to move on

(+) Thank you for writing such a beautiful and relatable story, Ena. You are so talented, thank you for making us fall in love, thank you for your hard work. Sehun and Ahri now have a special place in my heart. (Also, you should consider print out some copies and sell them here on tumblr, I'm sure as hell I will buy one, think about it)-----You found my story at such a good part. I loved chapter 8. One of my favorites. And I'm so glad you like their story and the progression and their love. How your saw their changes and felt their emotions. Really, i can't thank you enough for the love you've given this fic. It means the world to me and I LOVE THEM TOO.I'M HAVING SUCH A CRISIS. Because i love them and want to keep writing about them but I'm afraid you all are gonna get sick of me crying and yelling over sehun x ahri. Bc i don't think I'll ever stop. They are my two muses and i don't want to give them up.And you will never know. I might do some kind of giveaway for a print version of apt whenever i finish 18. 👀👀👀👀👀

[ael-xander]

Ti'taris Awakening Chapter One “I can’t miss it! I can’t. Just can’t!” The woman raced to unlock the door. Hearing the click, she opened the door, slamming it shut behind her while grabbing the remote on the table by the door. Clicking a button, the large flat screen television flared to life. Tossing her briefcase, Lysse kicked off her shoes followed by vaulting over the back of her sofa, until she landed on it. Music reached her ears as an opening sequence of an animated character fought against evil incarnate. Sighing, the young woman reclined against the sofa. “Made it, just in time. Today’s episode is the climax in the battle between Namorian and Ephram. Go Ram!” Sucked into the storyline, Lysse spent the next hour living the classic battle of good versus evil. Throughout the show, she spoke encouragement, made comments, and reacted to the twists and turns in the episode. As the show came to the ending, Lysse gasped. “You can’t leave it like that! Oh hell, I’m going to have to take a day off of work next week! No fucking way." The credits played, reminding Lysse that she left a mess upon her arrival. Shaking her head, she picked up her shoes and put them in the nearby closet and moved her briefcase to her home office. She hesitated a moment, her eyes glancing at the computer, but decided it was better to not even be tempted. There wouldn’t be a hint of the next episode for at least another couple of hours. With a rueful sigh, Lysse went to her bedroom and changed her clothes. What was it about Ti’taris Awakening that seemed to call to her soul? It was just a cartoon, but there was something more than that. The setting was outstanding, so real, but at the same time, there was something about the lead character, Ephram. His voice was pure rough silk and brandy; his looks were pure bad boy with a hint of platinum. She knew the voice actor, Devlin Roarke, and though he was handsome, his natural voice wasn’t the same as he did for Ephram. The joys of working in the media industry were she got to meet the people who did the voice work for many cartoons, commercials, and such. When she heard the concept behind Ti’taris Awakening, Lysse had been simply amazed and negotiated its serial in the US. The company she worked with had taken her advice to heart and now they were reaping the rewards of the merchandising as well as the children and adults watching the program religiously. Even she couldn’t help but be pulled into the world of Ti’taris. Having read the background and the character bios, Lysse found herself almost seeing the world as she worked and lived helping the show to become its own reality. For a while, she put it down as preproduction jitters, but now, now she was completely and utterly hooked. Lysse busied herself, making her meal, poring over her work on a couple of contracts dealing with two upcoming films, one of which dealt with a live action version of Ti’taris Awakening. She chuckled remembering hearing Jacob Stevenson saying, “Tit ahris” for the name instead of “Tee tahris.” Correcting him hadn’t helped much, but he was going to stay to the original storyline as much as possible. Of course, she wasn’t able to answer the only question he had. “Who created this show?” That was the ultimate question. Who created the show and managed to produce such an absorbing critique of humanity, of good versus evil? Try as she might, Lysse couldn’t get behind the mounds of legalese and roadblocks thrown in her way. Normally, she could get around anything, but this remained out of her reach. Just when she thought she was getting close, things would suddenly close up. Her eyes strayed towards her computer then to her watch. He’d be on. Maybe, just maybe he’d give her another clue to finding Ti’taris Awakening’s author. Before she realized it, Lysse stood before the computer, booting it up. Sitting in her chair, she logged online quickly, signing into her messenger system while putting her email client to work. Lysse scanned her emails, deleting the junk before catching sight of a name. Stopping, she smiled. He had written her early this morning. Lysse, Just wanted you to know I’m not sure I’ll be online tonight. Work is beyond unbearable. Keeping the thought of talking to you as a reward if I can beat back the savage beast to his chamber. Have you considered my offer? I don’t want to rush you, but to be honest, I’d love to finally meet in person. Your safety comes first though, so whatever you deem best. Always, E. Mikkelson. Softly, she caressed the screen. He always signed it with his initial. A half smile crossed her face. She knew it was because he was afraid people would equate him with the character Ephram as they shared the same name. Over and again, she told him not everyone would make that comparison, but he told her of the times he had with others who did. She couldn’t blame him for his reluctance, but since most people referred to the character by his nickname, Ram, she didn’t think it was an issue. Yet, it touched her to see him sign his name, including his last name as an act of faith. Maybe it was time to meet him in person. Deciding that it was time once again to creep out of the shell of seclusion she wove around her, she replied. She was off this weekend and if he were willing, she’d love to meet him somewhere public, like the local bookstore. They could get a drink, talk books and go from there. Hitting the send button, Lysse closed her eyes and released her breath. Fear curled around her heart briefly. She wasn’t much to look at, fairly plain actually. What if she wasn’t like he expected? Too late now for regrets, Lysse. Just deal with it. Finishing the rest of her email, Lysse prepared to log off when her messenger showed Ephram logging on. E_Mikkel: Lysse, you there? Lysse_Astarte: I’m here. You okay, Ephram? Things go okay at work? E_Mikkel: Something like that. Just recovered enough to get online. How was your day? Lysse_Astarte: ☺ Almost missed today’s episode, but got there in the nick of time. Did you see it? E_Mikkel: Saw the last 45 minutes of it. Was quite spectacular. Amazing sequence with how Namorian managed to grab Mara and cut Ram’s arm. What do you think are the consequences that Namorian raved about? Lysse_Astarte: *thinks * Honestly, I’m wondering if he’s talking about the way the war is tearing up the lands. The more I watch it, the more it reminds me of here with our environmental versus big business. Yet, at the same time, it’s different. We know the earth can renew itself given a chance, but when you give the land and its people no breaks, no time to heal, then in a way, you destroy the foundations. E_Mikkel: I thought so too. What I found interesting is that Ram thinks by ridding Namorian, all things will be settled. Lysse_Astarte: Yeah. Unfortunately, it’ll take more than just stopping Namorian before that happens. He’s also got his followers and the generals who have control of their areas. But getting rid of the head will make it easier to negotiate peace from a position of power. I only hope that Ram realizes that death alone won’t stop the destruction of Ti’taris. He needs to also begin a campaign to rectify the wrongs done on both sides. E_Mikkel: What do you mean by that? *lifts brow* Lysse_Astarte: I mean Ram’s army has done wrong too. Yes, it’s in the name of peace, justice, and balance, but they’ve still done wrong. If they don’t rectify the errors and harm they’ve done, then they’re just as guilty of lording over the peoples of Ti’taris as are Namorian and his henchmen. But by going back and making tithe to the land, just as Galzora asked, then it would be the first step to showing they’re not of the same mold. E_Mikkel: Great point, Lysse. I hadn’t considered that aspect at all. Since Galzora is the Soul of Ti’taris, she would know how the land feels. Lysse_Astarte: More importantly, I think she’s a physical manifestation of the land and the people. Just as Mara is the heart of the Llewadaghs and Van is the head of the Tuathas, Galzora is the living representative of Ti’taris, letting Ram know what the land expects of him when he rules. E_Mikkel: ☺ You’re damn good at seeing this, Lysse. Too bad you’re not an advisor to the show. I see you got my email. Lysse_Astarte: * blush* Yes, I did. I’d love to finally meet you in person. Are you available this weekend? *bites lip nervously * E_Mikkel: Yes! Are you sure you want to do this? Lysse_Astarte: I’m sure. Just worried once you see me that you’ll regret it. E_Mikkel: *taps Lysse on head * No, remember you’ve shown me your picture before. You’re beautiful and I’d be honoured to be hanging at your side. Lysse_Astarte: Flattery will get you most anywhere that chocolate won’t. How about Patterson’s Bookshop around 2? E_Mikkel: Sounds like a plan. I’ll be in jeans, hiking boots, and prolly my Ti’taris Awakening t-shirt. I’ve got short spiky almost black hair, brown eyes, and a crooked grin. Lysse_Astarte: *tilts head and grins mischievously * You sure you’re not— E_Mikkel: Lysse Myrlene Astarte! Don’t you dare imply that! Lysse_Astarte: * giggles * Whatever do you mean, Ephram? E_Mikkel: Playing coy won’t work, Madame. I know exactly what you were implying. Lysse_Astarte: Well, dammit, Ephram, the description is one we hear all the time about Ram. What did you expect? *    *    * That was the question- what did Ephram expect? He rubbed his bandaged arm, looked at the instant message (IM) with a ragged sigh. Running a hand through his spiky hair, he tried to figure out why on some level it bugged him that she tried to equate him, even playfully, with Ephram on Ti’taris. Uh, because it’s true, asshole? Because you need her to help you save your world and in turn save hers? E_Mikkel: Not sure, perhaps that you’d think me different? Lysse_Astarte: You are different, Ephram. Very much so. But you used the exact same description that Galzora did in the third episode in describing him to Mara. I was just teasing, Ephram. I’m sorry. ☹ Ephram cursed. He’d forgotten that Gal had described him exactly that way when Mara and Van had asked about him. That was one of the problems in having a special recorder that taped and rotoscoped everything into anime form to be sent to the shadow world known as Earth. E_Mikkel: No, I’m the one who’s sorry. I had totally forgotten Galzora’s description. Trust me when I say my description is unintentionally like Ram’s. Lysse_Astarte: You sure you’re not mad at me? E_Mikkel: * hugs you tightly * I’m sure. I’m just a bit on edge dealing with work and a pain in the ass competitor. Lysse_Astarte: * hugs back * That sucks, Ephram. Tomorrow will be better? E_Mikkel: I can only hope. What about you? Lysse_Astarte: I’m catching up on the end of the workweek. Just some things to straighten up and then get the contracts for the T.A. movie into the right hands. After next week, I’m on vacation. Whooo hooo! E_Mikkel: Congrats, lady. What you doing for your vacation? Lysse_Astarte: Not sure. Prolly hang out here at the apartment. Depends on how I feel. E_Mikkel: Too bad you couldn’t come spend time with me while I go gallivanting around. Lysse_Astarte: That’s right, you’re going away for a couple of weeks. * pouts * I’ll miss our conversations. E_Mikkel: You wouldn’t if you come with me. * winks * Lysse_Astarte: * shakes head* You flirt! I bet you say that to all the women you know. I don’t know if I could leave and not be available by phone or computer. Not with the movie deal like it is right now. E_Mikkel: Once we meet, think on it, okay? It’d be fun having a friend around while I do my play job. Lysse_Astarte: I’ll consider it. It does sound more fun than sitting home alone. Ephram smiled. This woman wasn’t easily persuaded, but from the moment they met via email, chat, and through his lawyers, he knew she was special. It was only when she got him the coveted TV airtime on a major network that he realized she had something special, perhaps even a gift of power from Ti’taris. Then he saw her picture and knew their fates were linked beyond the two realms, Reality and Shadow. How could he explain when they met that she lived in Shadow and that Ti’taris was the land of Reality? Would she even believe him? Hell, he was the spitting image of his anime character, as he never thought he’d ever see a person from Shadow. Yet, he was going to go into the Shadow world to meet the beautiful Lysse and try to convince her to come save his world and hers. Ram knew that if they failed and Ti’taris fell, it would be only a matter of time before Earth fell as well. Lysse dying was unacceptable. The idea tore at his soul, knowing he would do anything to save the woman. Thus, Ram lived with the dilemma of knowing that heavy lays the crown of rulership. Men had died for him, women had longed for him, and he only knew pain and suffering would worsen if he lost. But Galzora promised him that she from the other land would be the key to victory, if only he could have her trust. Time was running out and now he had to get her help. They talked a while longer on other things as Ram took notes on the changes wrought by his war with Namorian. These helped him to keep on target, not to mention that Lysse’s advice had proven sage on many occasions, none of which, when seen by her and the viewing audience even hinted at Lysse that there was something more going on. Finally, he sent her to bed, promising to see her on Saturday. Leaning back in his chair, he let out a sigh. “Let me guess—Lysse is playing hard to get?” Van asked as he entered Ephram’s room. “No, in fact, we’re meeting on Saturday. It’s just hard knowing I’m still deceiving her.” “Look Ram, if there were another way, we’d have done it. I don’t like that we’re lying to a Shadow person either, but we have no choice. Not until we meet her and get her to Ti’taris.” Ram’s dark brown eyes took in the grey eyes of his best friend, Van Sethos. “I’m wondering if she’s a full Shadow person, Van.” “What?” “There’s something about her that radiates unusual, even among the Shadow People. Even the half breed lawyers we have noted it.” Van’s pale brow lifted under his long bangs. “You think she’s part Ti’tarisian?” Ram nodded. “Yeah, I do.” “That could complicate things.” “Or make them better.” “Yeah.” Van squeezed Ram’s shoulder. “We’ll muddle through this. Watching her on the cams has been interesting. She’s not the usual type I’d go for, but there is something very inviting about her.” Ram growled. “Yeah, but she’s not your type. Remember that.” “Jealousy already? The mighty Ram has fallen.” “Fuck off, Van. It’s not that.” Van chuckled. “As you say, Sire. I’m heading to bed. The guards are up and doing their rounds. We should be okay for the night.” “Thanks, Van. See you and Mara in the morning.” “Night, Ram. Get some sleep.” Ram never let his eyes wander from the monitor as he keyed in the code that pulled up the special remote recorder that allowed him to watch over Lysse. His body tightened as she crawled naked into bed, her body pale against the navy blue sheets and matching comforter. Every night he could, he watched her while she fell asleep, sometimes waking up to an unbearable pressure as their dreams merged, causing him to seek a hands on relief to the sexual tension she brought to him and his life. He had a feeling tonight would be like none other. Their dream bond seemed to be even stronger after she watched the latest episode of Ti’taris Awakening. Hopefully tonight he could convince her in the dreams that he needed her to come with him and to give him trust when they met. Without it, both their worlds would be doomed.

[ahrichus--archived-blog]

GUIDELINES

;; so I’m not one who’s big on rules and I’m sure not many people like dealing with rules. I don’t have much, so please bear with me.

please do not bring any sexual themes here. sometimes things may get a little suggestive, but never further. I am a minor. however, nsfw themes such as violence and gore are welcome.

while I am oc-friendly, please do not jump into an interaction with me where your oc has some sort of history with Ahri that we have not already discussed. an oc can be affiliated with a canon character in many ways that doesn’t pose any major effects to either’s lore. anything too major probably wouldn’t run well with me. but it never hurts to ask!

please don’t meta-roleplay or god-mod. not only is it just no fun when a muse somehow knows every thought that mine has (with the exception of telepathy, which is also a debatable thing), but it’s annoying. of course there is the possibility that your muse greatly outskills mine in combat, but if that’s the case then please discuss it with me prior.

for the most part, my main ship on here is Darius x Ahri. it’s just my otp. this does not mean I’m opposed to other ships. but @ all you Darius blogs: please ship with me. all jokes aside, I love shipping. if it’s cute, our muses have good chemistry and we both agree, then we’re shipping like amazon prime.

however, if my muse treats yours poorly, please don’t take it personally. for the most part, she’s relatively polite, but she’s not opposed to making it clear when she dislikes someone. maybe you just caught her on a bad day.

I am semi-selective, not because I think I’m superior to you and therefore I choose who I interact with, but because sometimes writing styles just don’t mix. I may absolutely love everything about your blog and the way you write your muse, but it may just not fit with the way I do things. and that’s okay! if I choose not to interact with you, please understand that it is not your fault. you’re not inadequate. please feel free to pm me if you’d like insight on why I may not have interacted. I’ll reply as best I can.

if I don’t reply after a day or two, please please please let me know! I’m a very forgetful person and there may be a chance a reply slip my mind or it got lost in my notifications.

that being said, if you lose interest in one of our threads, please let me know! I won’t get offended. if you’d like to try a different plot, we can set that up! not everyone can keep the same thread going for two or three months. and sometimes people just need a break from their partners!

please don’t be afraid to interact with me! even if it’s on anon or all you’re doing is saying hello, I’ll love it! I’ll appreciate it! this mun is just a small gumdrop who’s trying her best and it feels great to see that someone appreciates my efforts!

have fun! roleplaying isn’t an obligation. if you’re in a slump or have irl engagements or you’re just not in the mood, I completely understand! just let me know and I’ll be happy to assure you that you’re free to take your time replying. I’ll even chat and make sure you’re doing alright.

please feel free to ask about anything you would like clarity on!

[siljascostumes]

L-email Ash Blonde Wig Review (Ahri KDA)

Hello hello again! It’s Silja again, this time for a wig review!

So, this has a very funny story. LOL. L-email and I decided to collaborate again and while I was deciding on what wig I wanted to review for them next, KDA Ahri came out. I said, “Great! It’s gorgeous! MMMMM probably gonna do it next year whatev, I’m gonna order a wig for Taiga i haVE TOO MANY PROJECTS THIS YEAR ANYWAY” Then the KDA video came out... and the hype just totally exploded... and here I am, I’ve already begun on KDA Ahri... LOL. And it doesn’t end there... L-email released special wigs for the KDA girls. But you know what? I’ll prove to you guys that you don’t have to limit yourself to a character specific wig, you can use other wigs that not only look nice but also flatter your skin tone. This is something I have such a big pet peeve for when it comes to cosplay.

So first of all, I’ll show you guys a picture of the character. Ahri’s hair is (very obviously) blonde, with little ash tones mixed in between.

Now, I’m pale and most people would think: well, any blonde would fit you, right? Why do you care about this? Wrong! I had a wig very similar to the color in this Ahri skin. It brought out a lot of pink hues in my skin and in general didn’t favor me very much. Instead, I’ve opted for ash blondes. Still blonde, still suits the character, but suits me well. If you want to know more about what blonde suits you, my mom (who is a hairdresser) helped me out, but I honestly recommend just going to a wig shop and trying on different blonde wigs. Online info isn’t always very helpful unfortunately and might be hard for something who isn’t studied in colorimetry to understand. Also, there are a lot of guides that aren’t really informative. If you’re a cosplayer, just experiment. XD

Don’t be afraid to sacrifice slight accuracy in wig color, as long as you get something that flatters you!

Now, having said that, onto the actual review!

So this is the model I will be reviewing:

As you can see, the wig is long, pretty and has ash undertones, which I think favor me the best when it comes to blondes without being too dark. It doesn’t stray too far from KDA Ahri’s hair, which is perfect. Here’s a picture of what it looks like on the model. I really appreciate how you see different lighting styles in both pictures. Despite that the wig is marketed as being “light brown”, it looks a lot more like an ashe blonde.

I won’t lie, I absolutely do not like long wigs (and much less when it’s for an Ahri cosplay... my wigs get messed up big time with my tails in the way) so for the sake of the costume I will be cutting it. However, for the sake of the review I will show you what it looks like long. XD In terms of comparability, it’s actually very similar to the KDA Ahri wig L-email markets (in the sense that they did not go with the light blonde the concept art markets, but rather a more flattering, darker blonde) except that this wig has more orange undertones. So if you know orange undertones don’t favor you, you know you have another option. *wink wink*

Shipping + Packaging When I spoke to L-email, they mentioned that my wig would be sent through UBI. I’ve never heard of it to be honest, so this is new to me. The shipping was quite fast, although it took a while to get to my hands because of my country’s (Mexico) postal service. So in this case, it was not the vendor’s fault that it didn’t get to me but rather my country’s. LMAO. But on their end, it didn’t take more than three weeks.

All of L-email’s wigs come packaged very well: they come in a mailing slip, and inside is a plastic packaging with the company’s logo, and then you have the wig itself. So it’s incredibly well-protected when mailed out! Very much happy with how secure the packaging is.

First Impression So I was completely blown away by how GORGEOUS the color of this wig is!! I’ve owned a lot of blonde wigs throughout my cosplay lifetime, and if there’s something I hate is when they have a yellowish white tinge to them. It’s incredibly unflattering if you don’t posess a very specific skin tone. But since this wig’s undertones are ash colored, it’s more flattering on a wider range of skin tones. Fullness/Thickness The wig is a lot thicker than I expected! It has a couple of loose waves towards the bottom, which really adds to the fullness. It’s quite flattering when worn, and versatile so you can really do a lot of things with it. If anything, I would suggest keeping this wig untangled since letting the tangledness accumulate (given the amount of hair the wig has) it can make your life difficult.

Shedding I’ve yet to experience any shedding with this wig!! How incredible is that LMAO. With a wig this thick you’d expect a lot of shedding and nada.

Shine No shine at all, it might be the ashen color that kills the shine. Like I mentioned before, it’s very natural looking given the color type and the lack of shine. This wig does not look cheap by any means.

Texture/Styability The wig is very, very soft and has enough hair to be styled in different manners (braids, updos, etc.) I sprayed a light coat of hairspray on it before using it and it held up quite well. I’ve yet to experiment on it, if I do I will edit this review and upload the result so you can see. :)

So that’s about it!! In general I am absolutely in love with this wig and its color and will surely use it again!Once again, thank you for reading!! If you want this wig, follow this shortened link to buy it: https://bit.ly/2zH07sj

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[the-glorious-evolution-fanart]

It's fine if the lore doesn't appeal to you but maybe you shouldn't feel so bad about other ppl liking it. Ppl are different. You're just going to keep finding reasons to be angry.

Why are you finding reasons to try and - “talk me out of hating the new lore”, that’s the question. Let’s turn your ask upside down:

It’s fine if you think the new lore is good but maybe you shouldn’t try to force other people to not dislike it. People are different. You’re just going to keep finding reasons to try and convince them to stop being angry at the new lore (which destroyed something they loved).

 I knew I’d get a question from you similar to this, but believe me, I have nothing against people who like the new lore. Everyone has the right to enjoy art they like! What I did say was, it’s disheartening to see almost nobody paying attention to the fact that a character has been changed. To the facts that the lore is inconsistent and bad. That it could have been better. And why are you on anon? Are you afraid that I might be right? So better not expose yourself? Ask yourself. Do you like the new lore? Do you understand that the new lore replaced something some people loved? Do you see I was asked about my opinion? That I don’t post walls of text with explanations, even though I could? It’s 100% alright for you to like the new lore if that’s your thing.

Here’s an example: remember the Ahri statue? That thing which is expensive to model, paint, and prepare for mass production. People said they didn’t like it. Riot canceled it. But they can’t change a single word of the new lore.

[laidbackmarco]

So this marks the second art challenge that I have completed the other one being the draw 100 challenge in which I drew 100 feet. I shoulda drawn hands but Oh well there is always another day. . . Like everything in life it seemed to just whiz on by, but hey 31 drawings in 34 days, always have to go with that Filipino Time. . . although I am trying to address that and am reading books revolving around self improvement and the like.

My first day of inktober was a carefree experience I whipped out my sumi ink, a g-pen, and some brushes and began my work. I even had time to look at reference of my piece while making the fox girl from the fate series. I enjoyed making this piece despite all the errors that I made. Ink was unforgiving and every wrong move made is impossible to fix without, but it also shows you where the holes in my technique would be.

The second day of inktober was mostly the same as the first plenty of time to relax and just do me. The prompt was divided which made me think of myself, I have always felt different, not superior or anything grandiose like that, just different. It probably something to do with being one of the few brown kids at my school, the eczema, or the allergies. . . I mean do I really belong on this planet with all of these things that are wrong with me?? I am still struggling with my self-esteem issues and finding out where I belong in this crazy world, but I’m learning how to learn about myself, reading, writing, and discovering myself one piece at a time.

Poison.. .not much for originality here. I couldn’t really think of anything other than alcohol or drugs and that didn’t seem like something I wanted to draw and represent me to all who would see this. Cassiopeia is quite literally a champion that uses snake poison. I wish I could’ve come up with something deep and stuff but sometimes simple is good too. I decided to go with my simple chibi style and make the face I call the Aoba face, because it’s a typical face that Aoba makes. Trying to make something like a medusa seem cute was quite a challenge and originally I was going to make a comic where cass spooked Katarina, but then Kat just gives her the really look and continues about her day. Cass would then look down and laugh awkwardly. I was really proud of this drawing because I used reference of Cassiopeia and made it my own in away.

  Underwater, the feeling of drowning and hopelessness is something I feel every now and then. It’s not something that I like to openly express, other than typing away on my internet blog obviously, but that feeling seeps into my being every now and then. The interesting about one of my favorite Vocaloid songs (I haven’t listened to Vocaloid in a while T-T) Deep Sea Girl takes a cute character who is often seen smiling, and paints her in a different light. The sad, longing, and lonely girl realizes that some of her sinking is self inflicted. Thankfully the story for this girl ends happily . . . I’m still waiting for mine although my song is a lot longer than three minutes.

  Ink is a very unforgiving medium, I couldn’t seem to get the pose I liked Drawing her hair with a brush was proving difficult the giving up of tight control was very difficult for me to do.

This piece frustrated me to no end!!! I tried to use reference sheets, poses, and even some ink drawings for inspiration to draw my favorite sword art online characters, but alas I think it’s one of my worst drawings so far. It was so hard to draw two characters in the same place and keep the proportions and style consistent. Also the reason it looks like a frankenstein freakshow is because the references were pulled from all over the place. It makes me even more sad because these characters are some of my favorites from the franchise and I felt I was letting them down by butchering them. I remember going to my first con Sakuracon and watching ABEC draw Asuna live. .. I didn’t know whether to be inspired or to throw away my dreams once again. Watching a dream die is something I’ve had to do over and over again.

  This drawing looks okay, but to say I am proud of it would be a lie. I was getting so frustrated with drawing, and where I am in life. Currently working two jobs, living at home, and having all my pursuits go as far as a wet paper airplane, that I just wanted to draw something that looked nice. I don’t trust my anatomy, poses, eye or anything I do so I looked at one of the still frames from one of my favorite anime series and drew myself in the same poses one of my favorite characters in the franchise. The character has lived much longer than me, but I feel that same existential void. . .I keep searching for the meaning that I can never find anywhere. The fleeting feeling I carry has me wondering why I should grasp at anything at all?

  I drew this in the Diner I worked at while having breakfast with my mom. . . it was one of those days where I could just relax and live, do something I enjoyed, and spend a moment in time with her. It’s one of those weird special things that didn’t seem as great as it was in the moment, but it is a precious memory to me. While there a fellow artist told me I needed to work on proportion, and trust me I do not have much pride in my art or my being. How do I work on proportion I ask myself? I don’t protect myself and say it’s for the sake of style. Its just that proportion for artists differ even within one style such as anime. When characters are in motion or performing jaw dropping actions proportions shift. I guess I could just google proportion exercises on and work on some of those, but I am choosing to go through the Ctrl Paint tutorials. . .when I find the time. . . I wanted to tell him I was trying to improve. . . That nothing my hands touched could ever turn to gold. That I felt life closing in on my dreams and piercing them. . .causing them to start to slowly start bleeding.

Ewww!! Obviously inspired by the initial D comic, but I did this on my ten minute break. . . with no reference. It looks bad, but I read something or heard something from someone that said if you want a dream, you must take a small step towards it everyday. One pluck, one drop, one sketch towards that thing you see in your mind. That day I took that step on my ten minute break.

This drawing probably looks like a ten year old’s fan drawing of Saber. . . but I’m so proud of this drawing. I’m proud because this was an original composition, pose, and the character actually had some semblance of Saber. I think that inside of myself there is that ten year old kid that I left behind at some point in my life when I pretended to be someone I wasn’t. I was that kid who like Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokemon, and so many other shows and things. . . but what happened to that boy? Why did I become so afraid of being myself.

  People reacted to this drawing. I got comments and likes 15. . . which is a lot for a loser like me mind you, but it felt empty and not deserved. I had taken a screenshot from Porter Robinson’s Shelter Music video and drew it. I heard that people look down on artists who do this, and I feel bad about it trust me, but I wanted to make something that I thought looked good with my hands. To prove to myself that I could do it, but I had felt even worse then I did before I made it. She’s so cute though. Having a virtual world to explore and make everyday doesn’t sound to terrible. . . I mean as long as you can change what your avatar looks like too. I realize that sometimes I use virtual worlds to run away from the one that I’m in, but my brain always asks if this world I’m in is as solid as it seems.

Shattered I was thinking of doing something where a character’s reflection was being broken up on a mirror falling, but that sounded way out of my current skillset so I decided to finally start making a comic shipping two characters from league of legends. . . because Sona and Ahri why not anyway making League of Legends Comics is something Zulidoodles handles way better, but I have my own idea of what League characters would be like outside of killing each other. It’s super moe slice of life dumb stuff though, because yeah. . .

“Hey look a badly drawn city that’s supposed to be teeming with life” cute girls saying mean things. . .That’s not actually what I had in mind when drawing, it was more like “look at the city at night it’s so beautiful with all the lights shining” but I’m happy with the way this drawing turned out even though the anatomy is probably messed up to all end. . . also awkward hands. . . sorry. I was trying to show shading oppostite of what I’m used to doing and having light come from the city itself, but I don’t think I was successful in that.

The Evelynn rework looks good. . . like sexy and way more modern than the old Eve. But with that character design some of those Rioters are into some crazy stuff. .  Can I join?? I mean the company and everything. Get your head out of the gutter. But yeah I think the whole thing really fits her character of Agony’s Embrace. . . kind of like a more tempting more deadly and less graceful version of Ahri. She’s fierce gaining pleasure through the pain of others. Also the two lashers are an interesting addition.

  I couldn’t find it in myself that day I messed up on the face and was so defeated. I think I was streaming during this too. I remember being defeated. Ink was so cruel if you made a mistake there was no going back it was just there. I had originally planned to make it more dark and mysterious like a good rogue, assassin, ninjaeqsue character should be, but I was defeated and demoralized when that went wrong. It was the third week when I began working two jobs and lived with no day off. I always think to myself. as I’m sitting here making someone else’s dream come true, there is another artist out there working on his craft. I wanted to break my pens, which I had bought due to the time constraints I was putting myself on. I wanted to throw stuff and rip the picture, but that really wouldn’t accomplish anything at the end of the day. So I sat defeated, energy drained, until I let the sweet embrace of sleep take me away.

  Day Sixteen was Fat so I drew Maki from Porter Robinson and Mat Zo’s Easy. Easy is a song I actually like more than shelter and the Character Maki is just awesome and no not just because of her looks. Also that familiar thing is cute. Anyway the animation is so good and the painterly style is so easy to fall in love with. I get amazed every time I look at it. I drew this because I’m trying to study music producers and make songs that share certain elements from them, but I haven’t worked on this track for a good week or two. . . going to work on a track after not is like playing skyrim or fallout after you put it down for a month. You forget the state of things and where you are going, but you’re far enough along that it would be a pain in the ass to restart. I want to finish that song and my EP but life is bending me over right now.

  I messed up the face again and I was ready to just give up the whole stupid inktober thing right then and there. In my mind were thoughts like, it’s not like you’ll actually get better anyway and I wasn’t born with this special thing that some people seem to have, and although people deny it I believe in it’s existence. I almost cried after messing this up. . . fun fun fun inktober

  After my day of defeat I decided the next day that I was gonna take it easy so on this day I decided to use those overpriced art markers I bought and just ink and color one of my sketches. There was supposed to be paint over Sona’s face to signify Filthy, but the bed was calling my name and I was exhausted so all you get is a badly colored Sona. This is one of my first times dealing with alcohol markers though the cash from the job allowed me to purchase them. They’re not Copics, but hey they get the job done. . . it’s probably the artist in this case that’s for damn sure.

  Another one of my dreams yet crushed by the cruel world we live, sometimes that is reality. I tried so hard to get good enough at the game I loved to play, but the reality is sometimes even when you try as hard as you can you’re not good enough. I tried so many things to get it to work to, on my stream so I could play this game more to hopefully improve. I still try as a matter of fact. Perhaps if the fabric of reality was as light and fluffy as the clouds that I dream of, they would shift and mold into the reality that I want to see. At the same time what I want now is a symptom of all that I have experienced up to this point. . would it be the same if I was living the dream I conjured up in my mind. Like Maki. . . she seems to have everything , but she is still dissatisfied with her life. If future lives are a thing I want to be able to mold and craft mine. . . but then put myself in it and forget that I designed it in the first place. The cloud9 I knew and loved is gone, the team of meteos, balls, hai, sneaky, and lemonnation. Those days are over, the definition of cloud9 is a state of euphoria almost like a high, and that’s a feeling I haven’t felt in awhile. That feeling is as unattainable as the dream itself. Also I didn’t like how I colored this one I’m poop tier with alcohol markers. . . alright that’s learned.

Yes but look at my facebook I’m so happy I’m always happy all the time I shit rainbows and poop butterflies and money seems to just fall right out of my ass. As you can tell I’m not a very optimistic person, but sometimes it gets tiring to be so fake maybe one day I’ll be randomly selected to receive 1/10th of a nigerian princes fortune after I send him the $4000 dollars he needs to get the money first. Anyway the prompt was broken and I decided to be a smartass and be melodramatic . . . long story short.

Furious. .. am I salty yes I’m fucking pissed . not at anyone or anything really, just the fact that I’m alive and I have existential angst everyday. I feel like a cat that’s being teased with a toy it will never get. I always dream I’ll get to a place where my life has impact and meaning  but I always think myself into a corner where I contemplate the point of doing anything at all. Ughoijaeoifjaewoijfaowe Rage typing

On the front porch of my house my dad and I used to hang out. He would smoke his Marlboro Menthol Lights and we would just sit there together looking at the city at night. We listened to the sounds of seals on the docks, foghorns, and planes flying overhead.

This is one of the artworks that I actually liked drawing and although it is far from perfect I liked one of my drawings. That is a rare event, but I guess it can happen. If your wondering about the process I literally looked up a bunch of pictures of cute korean girls way out of my league and pictures of D.V.A. although there were still moments were I would be extremely frustrated. I get the feeling that I’m just not good enough at drawing and just feel impending doom. Sometimes I actually enjoy drawing.

And after I made a drawing I liked I made a drawing that I despised. . . I remember dropping the ink on her neck and feeling deflated .. . also I don’t think I did Senjougahara justice… and hands bleh haands… the facial shape is nreally bad too.. bruhgh. Although if I was blind I wouldn’t even be able to see my shitty drawings. . . If I became blind and wasn’t able to see I think I would be happy even being able to see this poopy drawing again.

  This was another one of those . . .I need a confidence boost drawings. .  I looked at a screenshot of Aoi Nanami from Yozakura Quartet. I practiced using these overpriced copic markers that I bought ..  .and I say that sarcastically because they are probably some of the best markers I’ve used to this date.

I drew this in “my style” which I’m trying to change because I don’t like it, again practicing with those overpriced markers. . . I drew this for me on my time and I enjoyed drawing it. . . I had fun while drawing, but I got salty when I looked at it after sigh

Another comic. .. about effort and my pondering if it is really worth it in the end. . . Some people have magic wizard and people like me don’t I wish there were some special spark I had, but I just don’t in fact it’s the opposite really I’m so painstakingly average that I might as well be the invisible man.

Fall. . . I drew this because there isn’t a day in my life where I don’t think . . . it would be so much easier to just end my life. . . I wouldn’t have to experience all the pain in the ass that is existence. . . I always say whats the point in stopping me. I thought about it how would I do it. . . pills, bleach, a gun…  don’t have one of those, falling off of something, . . the bridge by my house, a building downtown, or perhaps the narrows. . . I think it’s the combination of depression and curiosity, the ultimate first person science experience. . . really going into the unknown.

Fusion Ha

Super Moe being fusion dance. . . not much to say here other than my cousin taught me a lot about dragon ball z I finally watched it, but I haven’t gotten the chance to watch super yet . I want to watch so many anime, but time is crushing me into the ground.

I’m looking for something. . . I have no idea what that something is, but when I find it I’ll let you know.

mask on fuck it mask on

The scene where ichigo puts the hollow mask on and fights grimmjow is one of the coolest scenes I’ve seen in a Shounen to this date. . . I know the scene is longer then 11 seconds, but that is due to the limitations of the medium not being able to explain thoughts without saying them in real time as opposed to the manga where it’s all there.

  Well theres all my inktober drawings, I think I did most of them, some get lost and stuff because I would do them on random pieces of paper.  . October surely is a scary month. What I learned was ink drawings are a pain, but it actually feels nice to use traditional media every now and again. There is no control z in real life though.

Inktober 2017 So this marks the second art challenge that I have completed the other one being the draw 100 challenge in which I drew 100 feet.