((Apparently I am a lesbian.))
HAPPY EARLY MUNDAY WHERE YOU SEE LUSCIOUSNESS PART 2
Demacia Vs Noxus
(In house Tumblr fun game for community bonding)
Scheduled time is tonight March 8th (Saturday)
5PM EST (thanks to those who worked it out)
- Server: NA
- Map: Rift
- Restrictions: Only champions from Demacia or Noxus, if not enough people have the “required” champions then allied nations champions can be chosen.
- Please dont join if you take the game too seriously, we don’t want rage or hate in the game. If you don’t like someone’s build - fine, but don’t whine about it. People are not joining to be told off or scolded.
- Best of 3 if people want to do more/if we have too many for the initial first game.
- Muns get first choice over their muse’s (they dont have to)
- Askblogs and Askblog fans welcome
- How to find the server:
Search private games
Look for summoners rift games
Game name: Demacia V Noxus
// See you guys later. Hopefully someone show’s up. If you can’t make it or don’t want to come a reblog would go a long way to making this successful. Thank you !
EDIT: cancelled due to platform restart, rescheduled for Sunday 9th
(same times) Sorry everyone !
//A quick thing illustrating the last RP session I promised to Lux-mun :3 Sorry for my lack of activity, I’ve been really sick. I’ll answer to threads and to the last asks asap.
((LOLOLOL omg <3 Garen’s reaction… XD awww thanks Shinaa!))
//WEEE. Well, that’s all for tonight folks. Time to do things that actually relate to Jayce, AKA, finish his HCs and get my page back up. Hahaha.
Next sheet will be back to OCs/Summoners! I may open this back up to champions in the future. I would like to announce that I will not be available for the rest of the weekend to do the CD. So sorry friends! Family needs me ❤
((YESSS THE OTP LOL))
- aralei and Jayce
- lux-theladyofluminosity and Jayce
- ask-viktor-the-machine-herald (Viktoria) and Jayce
Other than that, nope. All other relationships have yet to blossom into something that could be called a ‘ship.’
// LOL I AM SO SORRY ABOUT NASUS, HAHAHAHAHA. I’M GOING TO GO SOAK MY HEAD NOW.
Top sheet ( askpiltoverjayce ):
Bottom sheet ( summoner-maury )
Look forward to the next sheet tomorrow (champions chosen will be listed tomorrow as well)! That’s all for tonight <3
[[omfg i tried. Art is difficult today but it was fun. :’D]]
((I am so proud of the both of you ;D))
i demand a league rpg
as tempted as I am to chase you around a bedroom,I’m sure I can think of something fitting.
She was quick, agile, cunning, and with a knowledge of the palace grounds that nearly matched his own. Jarvan IV knew because he had experience much of the same training. No graduate from the Royal Academy would be easy prey. Still, she was out of her mind. As much as he hoped the magic that controlled her would leave no damage, he hoped it would hinder her in the least. She was trying to escape to the south, and luckily the maze had been changed several times since she’d been home. He’d be just as lost, but for now it was his only advantage.
There was no point in discussion. Whatever controlled her had overridden her reason and judgement. He covered the open grounds quickly, mindful for any sigh of spells or traps she may have laid. Her talents were varied and deadly, hopefully dull in the hands of her puppeteer. Luxanna she would be in the maze in moments and shortly after, so would he.
His hand was so close… Lux could feel her heartbeat jump erratically. She wanted to reach out for him and entangle her fingers with his. To walk away from all of this… Her face softened as she tried to visualize their childhood again, as if to make its presence known. If she was going to die for the sake of Demacia, then so be it.
This angered the puppeteer.
Peering into his viridescent eyes, Luxanna smiled faintly. He had done them all proud — he had known. It was every Demacian’s duty, to never let their emotions prioritize over their duty. They all needed him, even if she was not able to be by his side. The thought of this reality made her clench her fists, trying to hold back her tears of frustration.
No… I will let my final words be heard.
"I… I… knew you’d do Demacia proud." She choked, fighting the knot in her throat.
I have seen enough of this useless display of affection.
"Prince Jarvan IV, your words have overcome your Lady of light. But they have not fazed me yet." A dark chuckle arose from Lux’s throat as the sorceress positioned her hands to cast another spell at him. "It seems that this is not going to work. Instead, you are going to die in the hands of your own companion."
"NO!" Lux cried out as the blast teetering off a few feet away from the Prince. It had ruined one of the perfectly trimmed hedges of the maze, however… but it was not the time to worry about that now.
"Nobody touches my prince!"
He was used to problems he could attack, so it was difficult to react when he had no means of reaching her assailant. The explosion was bright, and in light of that missed spell Jarvan IV jumped forward, grabbing her in both arms. It was a full body embrace, lifting Lux off of the ground as he wrapped her arms to her sides. He had to immobilize her, to keep her from hurting herself or anyone else. Whatever influence the intruder had on her mind, he would be just as useless as she.
He shifted as she struggled, much stronger than the slender form he held. Craning his neck down, he spoke softly into her ear. “You can’t have her. If anyone dies here, it will be you by my hand. You are not welcome here!”
If only the guards would hurry and find them. He needed summoners, or arcanists, anyone who might understand this attack or know how to defend against it. “Just hold on Luxanna, we will fix this.” He listened, but no calls or shouts could be heard through the dense baffles of the maze.
He wracked his brain, coming again and again to the option of knocking her unconscious and carrying her out of the maze, but the more he considered it, the stronger he pushed the thought away. He didn’t trust himself to hit her just right. She was fragile, and the thought of hurting her disgusted him, even more so the thought that he might have to hit her several times if the first was too soft.
He held on, waiting for a solution to come to him.
Suddenly, she was midair, her vision tilting as she found herself immobile, her wrists tightly bound to her sides as Jarvan IV held her. The intruder was trying… trying to control Luxanna, but he could not. Which infuriated him. Her hands would not move.
Feeling his breath against her ear, the Lady wanted to slump in his arms and slip into slumber. She wanted to press her head against her prince’s chest, never to be bothered by anything but him again. The woman had experienced years of learning about arcane magic, but… where in Demacia could this sorcerer be? He was certainly not in the maze… was he? She knew the only solution was to fight the perpetrator themselves, but damn, was it hard when they had no idea where he was. In a maze, alone with each other.
She wanted to tell Jarvan to look. To go around the hedges again. Forget about her. She would probably be forced to chase him and fire at him, but she would do everything in her power to sidetrack the unwanted guest.
"J-Jarvan…" Lux mumbled. "P…please go look for him and make him stop… If you succeed… I-I will be there to help you… I promise."
Where he held her sent warmth through her veins, but… was it enough?
In fact a mature person does not fall in love, he rises in love. The word ’fall’ is not right. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. They cannot manage and they cannot stand – they find a woman and they are gone, they find a man and they are gone. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have that integrity to stand alone.
A mature person has the integrity to be alone. And when a mature person gives love, he gives without any strings attached to it: he simply gives. And when a mature person gives love, he feels grateful that you have accepted his love, not vice versa. He does not expect you to be thankful for it – no, not at all, he does not even need your thanks. He thanks you for accepting his love. And when two mature persons are in love, one of the greatest paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone; they are together so much so that they are almost one. But their oneness does not destroy their individuality, in fact, it enhances it: they become more individual.
Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. How can you dominate the person you love? Just think over it. Domination is a sort of hatred, anger, enmity. How can you think of dominating a person you love? You would love to see the person totally free, independent; you will give him more individuality. That’s why I call it the greatest paradox: they are together so much so that they are almost one, but still in that oneness they are individuals. Their individualities are not effaced – they have become more enhanced. The other has enriched them as far as their freedom is concerned.
Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondage. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.