By blablablayaoi

How can a drawing be so perfect 😭😭😭

Phel only has his facial tattoos visable, but actually has more tattoos- more specifically on his back, sides and his upper arms. They’re not just tattoos however, as the magical ink used for them is believed to help the bearers connect with the lunar energy of the moon in a more intimate way. Although Phel isin’t particualrly skilled with any kind of magic himself. The tattoo on his back is actually very unique, as it represents the lunar event of the day he was born- which was an exceedingly rare and therefore quite sacred event. 

League of Legends Asks

(Made a league ask, feel free to use it at your leisure!)

Send me a number in my inbox, anon or otherwise!

1- First champ played? 2- First main? 3- Season when you started? 4- What got you into league in the first place? 5- Current rank? 6- Highest rank? 7- Current main? 8- Odd pick fave? 9- If you could date a champ irl who would it be? 10- Best odd combo? 11- Worst league experience? 12- Best league experience? 13- Ever got stuck in a rank? 14- Met anyone you met on league irl? 15- Last league game score? 16- Last champ played? 17- Most champ played? 18- How many mastery 7s? 19- Ever cosplayed a league champ? 20- Ever had a penta kill? 21- Favorite champ? 22- Favorite skin? 23- If you could perma delete a champ, who would it be? 24- Current instant ban? 25- Least favorite champion? 26- Aram, twisted tree line, or Summoners Rift? 27- Favorite special game mode? 28- Ever gotten so tilted you broke something? 29- Ever been reported? 30- Ever been banned? 31- How many summoner names have you had? 32- Ignite or heal (adc)? 33- Most expensive skin owned? 34- Longest game? 35- Longest amount of time playing consecutively? 36- Too many chests or too many keys? 37- Favorite midlaner? 38- Favorite adc? 39- Favorite support? 40- Favorite top? 41- Favorite jungle? 42- You’re worst champ? 43- Favorite lore champion? 44- If you have a champions abilities irl who would it be? 45- If you could be a league champ what would your kit/role be? 46- Your favorite male champ? 47- Your favorite female champ? 48- What’s your favorite league ship? 49- What’s your favorite LCS team? 50- Ever used RP to buy a champ?

Phel felt his heart leap at her touches. Sure he had seen dozens of animals living on targon, everything from rare nocturnal species to the animals his people kept- but there was a joy that came with the rare encounter of a cat. He nodded to her response, his smile yet to leave his face. He carefully removed his glove before reaching down to pet her again. Normally he almost never removed them, but she was just so sweet it seemed appropriate. He could feel Alune’s voice in the back of his mind, her soft giggles of joy watching them both.

He moved to sit down rather then crouch, starting to carefully scrawl on his paper again in the neatest handwriting he could manage- he didn’t want to make it any more difficult for her to read with his usually messy scrawls.

“Book?” was all it said. He was unsure if it was a strange name, or something else equally as astounding as a talking cat. 

Snip Snip? @arcane-luna [ Aphelios ]

Yuumi didn’t hesitate to bump her head into his touch, purring happily as he pet her, but she let out a somewhat offended squack as he stopped, pouting only for a moment… then she realized he was writing something? What was he writing?

She reached out to it when it was presented, resting her paw near it, trying to keep track of the words. She muttered softly to herself as she read it… some of the words she didn’t understand, having to sound them out before she understood them, or just gave up.

But she got the main message!

“So, like… permanent paint. Oh! I’m not alone. I have you! And I have Book. Book doesn’t like being seen though. It thinks a lot of humans are bad and mean, but you’re not bad or mean! You’re just a… whatsitcalled.. a moot? You can’t talk, right? You can just shake your head or nod.”

ok so the new pulsefire chapter is pretty gay 

voidtouched-preserver

“My cloak?”  To her, the lightweight fabric was just an obvious choice when traveling around the arid climate of Shurima while the color was a bit on the nose about her voidtouched nature to the natives.  Here in Piltover, it wasn’t quite as obvious and more just a color.  The patterns were stitched in various symbols that were a mix of Shuriman script and a touch of another language that one wouldn’t recognize on first glance.  After all, the Void wasn’t a written language to begin with and more alien to the sight.  The other details that covered the purple cloak was that there was serious wear and tear with patching and stitching with the same thread that made the embroidery.  “I made this years ago.  Learned from one of the women of a caravan I was traveling with to keep them safe from the xer’sai and bandits.”  Nadri explained to Ezreal as her drink was set on the counter next to her along with the box of pastries.  “I don’t mind at all.  In fact, I do enjoy some company from time to time.”

At his motion to one of the tables, Nadri picked up her order and followed him over, taking a seat across from him as she sipped at the sweet tea.  “I don’t plan on eating all of them.  Maybe a couple before moving on.  Rest is for later.”  She wasn’t going to mention that she could devour the whole box without guilt due to being a Voidtouched but she did have quite a bit of self control.  She picked out an apricot flavored strudel and pulled down her cloth mask off her face to reveal the rest of her face, which looked normal except the unusual skin that crept up her neck to jawline was now showing.  “Would you like one?”  She offered, scooting the box to the middle of the table so he could pick through the fruit filled pastries.

‘Made it yourself? That’s seriously impressive, you did a great job- if it mean’s anything.” he chuckled. He was utterly fascinated by the strange symbols that dotted it. Sure he didn’t speak or understand every ancient language- but he was familiar with a good number of them. The strange shapes and unfamiliar patterns were certainly striking mixed with the purple shades he considered the possibility of an origin he didn’t see too often. At the mention of Xer’sai he sighed. He had yet to come into direct contact with the creatures, but the threat loomed every time he made a trek into the desert. “ I can’t imagine having to fend off those things constantly, and bandits too you must be exceptionally skilled.” he added as he slid into the café chair, his own order balancing carefully in his hand. “Well I’m glad I can provide some then, you’d be surprised how lonely it gets staying in the museum all day with my uncle. Getting out and seeing some real company is so uplifting.” 

The gentle scent of his own drink was so appetizing, taking a singular sip before realizing it was still a little too warm, setting it down quickly to give it a moment to cool. He tried not to allow his eyes wander to the peculiar parts of skin, after all he didn’t want to stare. He redirected his eyes to the pastries, of which he had originally told himself he was going to cut back on. But what the heck, one more wouldn’t hurt right? “I’d love one, thanks.” he smiled as he picked out a strawberry one. “I’ve had so many of these, but man they never get old.” It brought a certain fleeting joy to him one he didn’t nessicarily experience too often. 

Visiting Home

[Closed starter for @arcane-luna]

It had been some time since Nadri had visited Piltover, her former home and birthplace.  Standing around the streets just in front of the courtyard to the Piltover’s collage was such an nostalgic feeling.  It had been refurbished and kept clean and organized, maybe a few spots that had to be repaired due to experiments gone array.  At yet, here she was, sticking out like a sore thumb in her Shuriman cloak as it fluttered in the light breeze of the spring weather.  With a heavy sigh, the Preserver soon turned her back to the collage and started out to seek a small cafe she remembered and slowly started to wander the streets in search of the small business.  Who knows what all she’ll encounter during her little stint in the City of Progress?

Ezreal let out a soft chuckle as the kitty pressed against his cheek. He almost wished he wasn’t away from his own home so much, having an animal with him was just so peaceful and uplifting. The soft rumbles emanating from her guiding his free hand to pat her head gently. “I could never be mean to you trust me, i love animals too much.” his laugh was light, a tinge of childish joy lacing each note. 

“Oh you better believe this gauntlet is well loved, it’s brought me all kinds of things- including a lot of adventures.” he mused, gazing longingly at every intricate detail on it for a moment . It was just a gauntlet technically, but it always felt like so much more to him. It was a part of him now- a part that he felt so empty without. 

“Yuumi hunh? Well I’m Ezreal, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” he finished as he continued to pet her. “Do you live around here? I can’t say I’ve seen too many talking cats in the city.” He chuckled. He hadn’t encountered very many magical animals, but his curiosity was certainly peaked. 

Snip Snip!! @arcane-luna [ Ezreal ]

Yuumi stepped back in surprise, but then she looked at his arm and slowly began to step onto it, continuing until she jumped onto his shoulder, immediately bumping her head onto his cheek and purring. “I like you, you’re not mean to Yuumi!” She chirped, mostly just thinking aloud.

“Oh, yeah. So long they’re probably doing the.. forever sleeping thing. Not like they’re going to use it now! Your gauntlet’s probably happy to be used again. Sometimes people think things are so important, so they don’t use them. It makes them sad, makes them think they’re worthless. Book used to be like that, but now they’re happy to be used all the tiime!

“… Oh! I’m Yuumi! Who are you?”

Ezreal: I don’t know! You know it seems like bad things are always happening to me. Like I have bad luck or something!

Ekko: … Ezreal, you don’t have bad luck. The reasons that bad things happen to you is because you’re a dumbass.

grips chest time to rewrite my pulsefire au 

“I don’t blame you, no matter how far i go and how many places i travel- i always find myself coming back to Piltover.” He sighed as he studied her face. Her eyes were such a vibrant shade of purple, it felt like they were boring into his soul. He tried not to look too surprised, keeping his cheeky smile spread across his cheeks. “I mean even after all these years, this is one of the best places to grab a bite.” he mused as he too ordered a tea. A fruity strawberry blend, always something he enjoyed no matter how many times he had it. Sure he could make tea at home but this place always did it so much better. He too stepped off to the side, adjusting his sleeves and leaning against the counter turning towards her and she questioned him. 

“Welll...if I’m being honest I just saw your cloak and was curious. Its not very often i ever see such wonderful Shiriman craftsmanship in the big city here. Like I’ve had my fair share of experiences with Shurima, but the beauty of their textiles always blows me away.” his excitement showing in each of his words. “ Sorry for just walking up to you, i was just curious.” he chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. 

He motioned to one of the empty tables with his head. “Well might as well enjoy your time here, your gonna need some time to eat all those pastries your ordered.” 

Visiting Home

//excuse the messy doodle but i’ve been workin with some more ideas for odyssey Ezreal and Phel. Ezreal travels the stars exploring every corner of the universe- and maybe taking a few artifacts with him along the way. He pilots his own ship the Arcane and fights with pieces of stolen tech that he managed to get his hands on. 

he falls for the quiet templar boy 

// i finished school!

//Save for my grades i’m finally a collage graduate! now that that’s all done i can finally relax and do other things. i apologize for any waiting i had a lot of papers to write! 

Emotional Starters

-Send one or two in my askbox and I’ll write a starter where my muse feels….

☀️- Joyful 🌙- Thoughtful ☁️- Gloomy 🌧- Sad 🌦- Hopeful 🌪- Angered 🌈- Proud 💨- Afraid 💥- Disgusted ⚡️- Surprised 🌟- In Love 🌨- Ashamed 🌑- Pitiful 🌝- Envious ❄️- Cruel ☄️- Courageous ✨- Kind 🌤- Shy 💦- Guilt

Ezreal felt his heart stop as her eyes fell on him. Sure he wasn’t’t doing anything particularly bad, but still he could feel her gaze hanging thickly in the air. He watched as she slipped into the nearby cafe, one he was quite familiar with himself. While tea was a little bland for his taste, their little fruit pastries were absolutely to die for. Of all places, why there? He was going to go back to his home, maybe relax some. But now his interest was thoroughly peaked, the explorer in him never at rest. He followed her lead  as he too headed into the cafe, sighing as he took a sniff of the comforting smell that hung in the air. He was glad that it was never too crowded, enough to fill the room but not enough to overwhelm it. It had a nice homey atmosphere to it, one of the few places he felt like he could relax in. He spotted his target in the cafe, not wanting to be the weirdo following at a distance for too much longer.  He cleared his throat as he approached her, his voice dripping with charisma, his mouth curling into a slight smile.

“Travel down to this neck of the woods often?” 

Visiting Home

[Closed starter for @arcane-luna]

It had been some time since Nadri had visited Piltover, her former home and birthplace.  Standing around the streets just in front of the courtyard to the Piltover’s collage was such an nostalgic feeling.  It had been refurbished and kept clean and organized, maybe a few spots that had to be repaired due to experiments gone array.  At yet, here she was, sticking out like a sore thumb in her Shuriman cloak as it fluttered in the light breeze of the spring weather.  With a heavy sigh, the Preserver soon turned her back to the collage and started out to seek a small cafe she remembered and slowly started to wander the streets in search of the small business.  Who knows what all she’ll encounter during her little stint in the City of Progress?

//This is a bit of a longer drabble but I’ve been thinkin about it! 

Ezreal was used to strange and vivid dreams. His constantly running mind combined with his vivid and expansive imagination made for quite the combination every time he fell asleep. He had seen everything from his day to day activities to fantastical landscapes that he failed to describe with ay sort of accuracy. But even then, none of his dreams were quite this vivid. The way the cold stone felt on his finger tips. The soft whistle of the wind through the canyon the peaks illuminated against the dark sky.. The end of the canyon featured a building unlike any he had ever seen. It glimmered as if it was made of moonlight itself, sitting perfectly among the darkened rocks. It looked stunning from afar, but up close Ezreal found it to be even more splendid. The architecture of the building he was in was incredibly unique, made of graceful circles and curved structures. It reached up into the sky, nearly blending in with the stars with its beauty. The structure had an allure to it, the same kind of allure that often drove Ezreal into the most remote of ruins, they always had a sort of life to them as if they were breathing. It’s a dream he figured, what's the absolute worst that could happen. Curiously he peeked inside, noting the delicate and smooth texture of the stone the outside seemed to be composed of. It didn’t feel like normal stone. It felt frictionless, otherworldly even. He was surprised to see that the walls just inside the massive structure were absolutely covered in designs, an incredible amount of detail even for one of his dreams. The intricate carvings swirled all around, converging in beautiful starry patterns along the ceiling creating a soft glow that bathed the mostly white inside the same peaceful light. Ezreal stepped closer to one of the distinctive massive circular doors, peering curiously at the runes all around it. Mouthing the words carefully, passing over runes he had never seen before. “These look like ancient Shuriman..Targonian maybe..” he mumbled to himself in habit, rubbing his chin with his finger. The runes were reflected in the art that covered even the massive pillars inside the structure, carved depictions of what looked like the sky and the stars illuminated by the light of the silvery moon. He smiled softly at the thought of the moon. “Phel..” he whispered as he thought of his darling partner. Maybe all his time listening to the other talk about his people had finally started to take hold in his dreams. He sighed as he reminisced, the longing tugging painfully at his chest. Usually when he dreamt Phel was there, or at least he wasn't’ alone. Peculiar he thought that this time he was all alone. He crept towards the center of the temple, trying his best to look down each of the massive dark halls that lined the center atrium. The massive alter  sat on one end, again ringed in beautiful white stone opening its mouth wide to the expanses of the heavens.

 “How big is this place..” he whispered to himself, even that soft sound echoing off the walls.

“Big enough to get lost, I have a lot in my time here.”

 he nearly jumped at the sound of another voice, a tiny yelp escaping his lips. He whipped around, his left hand instantly pointed in the direction of it, quickly realizing he had failed to dream himself with any kind of protection. The owner of the voice was a woman, her hair silvery, her dark clothes glittering as they fell around her body with a grace he had yet to see anywhere else. “Don’t worry, I’m a friend.” she smiled, her head tiling ever so slightly to the side. Her voice  was melodic, soothing even. A comfort in a place that seemed to only get stranger.

“I’m just happy that I managed to get you here.”

 “Here?” Ezreal asked, his brows raising in confusion. “Yes here, the Marus Omegnum. It’s  a mysterious place isn't it. It rarely shows itself to others. Hidden in a space between our world and the next over”. Ezreal mulled the words over in his mind, the familiarity of the name floating on the tip of his tongue, rubbing his chin with his fingers gently. “I just wanted to see if i could meet you at least once, since my brother seems to be so deeply in love with you.” His thoughts shattered like glass as the realization hit, his eyes blinking quickly in surprise. “Wait, you’re Phel’s sister??” he exclaimed. She smiled and nodded. “Yes, that would be me. I’m Alune.” she said as she made a slight bow.  “Well it’s great to meet you, I’m Ezreal but i’m assuming you knew that.” he beamed with a cheeky smile, his hands resting on his hips. She giggled “Cheeky I see, I didn't expect anything less. Forgive me for dragging you here. Maybe it’s selfish of me..iIjust wanted to see what you were like. She looked Ezreal up and down a little, her slender brows arching. “I just never imagined this was his type.” Ezreal blew his bangs from his eyes with a huff. “What’s that supposed to mean?” It got a laugh from her. It was gentle like a bell ringing, much like Phel’s. “Nothing, i just didn’t think he was into blondes. I figured from the way that you make him feel you must be quite spectacular”  

“Do you still...feel what he feels I suppose?” 

“A little, I can feel the very intense emotions. We were linked so closely for so long after all. You can imagine my surprise when i started to feel the intense passion just flow from him.” Ezreal couldn’t help but blush, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “I try, your brother can be hard to read. At least I know I'm doin somethin right.” She turned towards the moon hanging in the starry abyss in the opening of the back of the temple, leaning back against the pillar. “He didn’t used to be you know. He was always smiling when he was younger. I still remember his laugh when it used to ring through the night air.” her eyes fell as the reality came back to her, the heavy fate that they both were forced to carry. “It feels like so long since I’ve even seen him smile, since I’ve seen the light in his eyes.” Ezreal leaned against the wall near to her. They had only just met, but he felt the pain that hung in the air. The inability to help the person most dear to her.

 “Well if it makes you feel any better, he smiles a lot now.” Ezreal added softly. 

She shifted a little, sitting up a little straighter. “So I assume he’s doing well then?” 

“extremely. He’s always smiling and laughing, he has his own job now too. He’s even picked up a few hobbies and made some friends. Everyone adores him.” Her eyes glittered, rubbing them carefully with her slender fingers. “I’m glad. That’s all I ever wanted for him. I never wanted to have to put him through so much pain and suffering. He deserves so much more than that. He is such a kind and gentle soul.” “He really is.” Ezreal sighed as he thought of his partner, all the joy and light that he brought. “He’s so sweet, I’m always surprised at how kind and loving he truly is. Every day I wake up and I love him more than I did the day before.

 “I’m glad you’ve found my brother. I can tell you from the bottom of my heart you make him nothing but happy.” Her voice sounded pained, full of desperate longing. 

“Well he does the same for me, I love your brother more than anything.” Alune was quiet for a moment, lost in thought. Ezreal wasn't sure what to say to her, she had such an ethereal presence- otherworldly almost. Someone who always seemed so far by the way Phel talked about her yet sitting here she seemed so vulnerable. “Do you stay here alone?” Ezreal finally asked, shattering the silence like a sheet of thin glass. She nodded. “Isolation...it’s part of what I must do for our people.” 

“If Phel doesn’t have to live in pain, you don’t have to be here alone either.”

 “Maybe not...but if it’s my orbit then so be it at least it's something that will end in good. The light of the moon will be able to shine on our people again.”

 “I wish there was something I could do..for both of you.” 

 “Just promise me you’ll care for him, give him a life that he could never have.” her voice sounded like it was about to break, turning away from Ezreal in the process. “If you can help at least him, then it would be alright.” “Of course I would, I’d never let anything happen to him. I’d give him the world if I could.” the tears trickled down her cheek. “As i thought, my brother found someone truly amazing.” she whimpered. “Thank you Ezreal, for everything.” She whispered, the tears trickling down her cheeks like stars. Her smile  large and bright, matching the soft light that glimmered through the temple. The light fluttered and obscured his vision, quickly climaxing in his eyes opening. The white temple was gone, replaced by the glimmering lights through his window, the distant sounds of the city droning on behind him. He felt the bed shift to his side, arms still wrapped tightly around his waist. The soft sound of Phel’s breathing creating a peaceful atmosphere. Ezreal smiled, running his fingers down Phel’s cheek, gently brushing the long dark bangs aside. He grunted softly as he turned closer to the blonde, nestling deeper into comfort. “I love you Phel..” he whispered as he kissed his lover's forehead, nestling close to his chest. “I love you more than anything...and I always will.” 

Unsurprisingly, Phel has a sleep schedule that’s opposite of what most people have. Being that he sleeps during the day, and lives his life at night. He’s always more comfortable with being outside after its dark, it’s much more soothing and feels safer for him. He also sun burns rather easy, so he’d much rather be outside when the sun’s not beating down on him. 

Bonus: when he get’s with Ezreal he tries to flip his sleep schedule, so he could spend the day with Ezreal and snuggle at night. But he spends a lot of nights laying awake, and a lot of days being outrageously tired and falling asleep on his shoulder. Ezreal tries his best to stay up with him and do things at night, but can’t help but comment on how cute he is as he naps around Ezreal during the day. 

waits for the aphelios runeterra cards 

I really liked the art of the Ezreal ones and i like almost all of them so far so i have high hopes