#caedispia

DND GROUP + CLASS/NAME/RACE AESTHETIC

IM LITERALLY

autosexual

is that a thing????

ill find u some fuck do u want dick or–

Spreading Positivity

Oh yeah that fucking nerd, right.

But in all seriousness, it made my heart soar a little bit to read this. When I initially made the blog for Iris, there was so much fear of rejection and people yelling that I had a bad character insert. In ways I felt that Iris suffered as a character in that way because I initially made her very ordinary to avoid making her too much of a character insert. But the praise that I receive from people about Iris being a good character makes me smile more than anyone really knows. I love the validation as a lot of people can guess. I had that same doubts about my writing. I have to thank a lot of rp partners though for sticking with me until I myself can notice the improvement I’ve made since I’ve started.

Now before I actually get too teary eyed writing all this I want to give back a little bit of possibility about you Taco <3

As mentioned previously, I freaking love it when you reply to any art or character building stuff of Iris in general because I love to see people who like Iris as much as I do. In all honesty, when Taco initially followed me on my Iris blog my heart skipped a beat I think. I did not feel worthy that the person who ran the Katarina blog (in my opinion) felt that they wanted to see more of my content or whatever reason you had for following me idk

Your writing is always a joy to see when you do it, and I hope you don’t find it weird that I do read your threads with other people just because I do love your writing, how you build plots, and how you write Katarina. And your ART don’t get me started. It is so unique I can take one look at a drawing from you and know it is from you it is so distinct. I aspire to have lines as smooth as yours one day bb <3

Also ur food snaps make me hungry why do u this to me?

As I said much earlier today, I do love to gush about how great my friends are and you are certainly one worth gushing over as well!

I have yet to get this question taco! thank you!!

Kled did know of Sion. But he never formally met him, not in life. Kled had already left Noxus prime by that time, perhaps before Sion was even born at all. He’s been absent from Noxus Prime for centuries. So much so that those outside of the high command do not even remember who Kled really was. But, all things considered, Kled did find Sion admirable, his courage in battle and his dedication to Noxus were traits that he respected. Sadly, the same cannot be said for Sion now.

Kled holds an intense disdain for undead of all kinds. So much so that he considers them abominations. His hatred for black magic and necromancy aside, he views him as an absolute disgrace of who he once was. A man denied his honor by those who would use him as a mere flesh puppet, how could Kled not be disgusted at something like that?

KATARINA: 

The woman looks familiar, but Katarina can’t place a finger on it. For an assassin, it’s never a good sign. The faces you see in the capital, in army camps, on the streets on a lazy afternoon— all of them make for potential targets. One homeless man on the street could become Noxus’s greatest general one day, or the traitor that leads to the empire’s demise. People grow, people change.

She’s not sure if this woman has ever changed. Her smile looks like the statues she sees in the Immortal Bastion; old, stagnant, a fixed passage in time. She looks at her the same way they stare down at her as well. Her eyes know, have watched her for a long time.

Katarina’s fingers brush the line on her leather.

“You have some nerve,” she says, and her jaw finds itself tightening uneasily. “State your name. You act as if you know me.”

It came as little surprise the woman didn’t remember her. There wasn’t much reason to, really. They had encountered each other, crossed paths before, but they had not truly met. The assassin had been prevalent in Noxus Prime during much of Darkwill’s reign, and Morgana had certainly been no stranger to it then. 

But a decade to Katarina was nearly half a lifetime. To Morgana, it was a mere sliver of time. How easily she could be forgotten to the mortal, when the Fallen’s own memories were vividly clear. Her expression does not change, her gaze unwavering as she continues to scrutinize the girl. She knows nothing of the red-head’s personal affairs, but she’s been around long enough to sense when something has fundamentally changed. 

“Know is a strong word.” She responds, voice as cool as ice. “But there are few within these walls I don’t know of.” And few as well who hadn’t heard her name before in some manner. 

“Morgana.” She states, offering no further titles or descriptive. The name accompanied with her appearance was enough, and if not, she was one to show who she was: not tell. “And I speak only of what I see, and ten years ago, that fire in your eyes was of a different form.” 

Of course, it was no secret that General Du Couteau had gone missing somewhere in between. But it would be a lie to say that Morgana had kept up with the details of it. She cared not for politics, even those of Noxus, despite her relations with the Grand Generals over the years.

Yet still, there are those mortals whom she considers a waste of space (most of them), and those few whom she finds...interesting. And much of Noxus’ elite fell into that category.

"You know, I never really did get a chance to thank you.” 

Diana doesn’t look up. Her hands are busied, one hand holding her notebook open and the other scribbling away. Katarina wouldn’t appreciate it if she paid too much notice to a moment of affection, after all. She flips the page and continues writing, playing as though it’s more important than this conversation. 

LET ME LOVE YOUR FRIENDS.

@inposturas

oh man this is gonna sound terrible but I don’t follow ‘em but—

Hi! Sorry if this is shorter than the others, since I have less to go off of, but I’ve gotta say, you really do seem like a fantastic person and a brilliant writer from what I’ve seen. The threads that come onto my dash are always a delight to read, and I see a lot of likes from you on posts, which is always neat. It’s good to see people in the community being so supportive.