❛ the poetry inside of me is warm, like a gun. ❜

  this is a canon-compliant & heavily headcanon-based roleplay blog for SONA BUVELLE from riot games' LEAGUE OF LEGENDS written by fae ( she/her ).

selective. private. independent. multi-verse. 18+ ( minors DNI ). unaffiliated with the league rpc. 

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𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽 »   toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewellery, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙳 »   homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲  »   list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.

𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙳   »   bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.

𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁   »   goosebumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.

𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙺   »   always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, a breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.

𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽   »   school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather.

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁   »   herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.

𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴   »   flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.

𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚁   » infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺   »   knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, key smashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long.

Being highly sensitive to the emotions of others, Sona has learned to protect her own aura from getting it mixed with that of another person - both through reiki practice, and with the aid of her own magic.

i. Like most empaths, just being in close proximity to another person can allow her to pick up on the feelings of that individual - and she would feel their emotions as though they were her own if she isn’t actively protecting her own auric field. Needless to say, it is no longer something she forgets to do. She learned to do so before she even met her adoptive parents. When she was younger, she often mistook the soaked-up emotions of others for her own.

ii. Sona prefers not to put herself in position to feel out a person too deeply - because doing so can be exhausting & take a heavy emotional and psychological toll on her. She does have mental-mantras, of course - because she intends on letting go of emotions that ultimately do not belong to her. They are not hers to feel, nor to carry, nor to work through. She learned long ago, that one cannot “fix” everyone.

iii. Also like most empaths, Sona can help to ease negative feelings by just having a pleasant interaction with a person. This is less of her picking up on things and carrying the burden, and more like aiding to transmute energy. It isn’t something she does consciously. However, doing too much of this over a short period of time can greatly exhaust her, and result in her isolating for equally as long to ground herself again.

iv. With great focus, as well as amplification by way of her magic, Sona is capable of picking up on powerful emotions that linger on objects or places. It goes without saying that being in war-zones, previously or currently, is not her preferred setting. However, she also does not shy away from battle grounds. These are concerns far more important than her - and she will do whatever she can to protect her land and her people.

v. True to the nature of the empath, Sona can make people feel comfortable / safe enough to open up to her, when they normally would not. This doesn’t mean that everyone feels compelled to - only that her aura brings a feeling of comfort enough to do so, if they choose to.

♡ @interitu

Once upon a time, many years ago, Sona would not have had the strength to roam the world of the living. It used to be that such a thing could only happen under one condition: she was to be summoned under the Blood Moon. 

Once, many years ago, she’d not had the power to ignore a summoner - and was dragged out of the lonesome dark like a common rat, far too many times. Such restrictions were no longer the case.

Khada Jhin had ensured it would not always be the case, for she’d sworn herself to him, and only him. A demon has no moral qualms about a broken promise, but Sona remembers her human life from more than a century ago - and the maven of strings had never made an oath lightly.

Twice a year, every year since they had met, Jhin had laid out a sacrifice, just for her.

It was the closest thing to a loving gesture, even if it ended in her tearing through flesh, with the taste of iron and gunpowder heavy on her tongue.

There was a certain delight in inflicting just a bit more pain, as their soul finds release by her hand. Perhaps she’d truly rotted in her cage, after all those decades.

While she reminisces, Sona’s attention is inevitably called back to the present-time, without Jhin ever even speaking. It is she who interrupts their silence.

Jhin…

Her voice echoes gently, quietly - and while her hand should have gently been laid against his cheek, it instinctively goes to his throat, fingers resting delicately around it. His pulse remains calm underneath her hold.

You belong to me. Surely you know that by now, don’t you?

Did he tense just now, or did she imagine that? Either way, rosy lips pull into a smile, and if she’d had the vocal cords for it, she’d have giggled.

Now, now… Don’t sweat, my dearest. This is not the part where I take your soul… In fact, I’d refuse it if you offered it up yourself.

The demon pauses, and her gaze falls, recalling his face—and where each detail of it would line up with the mask, if her memory still serves. Where his nose should be, his mouth.

I don’t care what else you summon, with your spells, and your textbooks-worth of scribbles. All I mean is—

Oh, how does one word this?

Don’t you dare ever try to replace me. You should sooner bleed to death than to entrust your life to anyone other than I.

It’s hard to tell if she means that. Sona herself isn’t sure if she means it, or if she’s only being funny.

You are mine, and no one will protect you the way I do.

Her grip just barely tightens around his neck, the way one would squeeze a lover’s hand. 

Don’t forget that.

hi guys ! it just occurred to me that i have these notes from Llewellyn’s Complete Book of Astrology - if you’re interested in determining the moon & rising signs for your muses but are uncertain about certain aspects. feel free to save these ♡

rising signs