The statue sat, ever un-moving, in it’s square. The great guardian god of Noxus, they called him. Offerings spilled over its platform and onto the ground, some even somehow draped over the dragon itself. It was a truly massive structure, and nobody seemed to know where it had come from. Of course, they spoke as if it had always been there.

◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?             

For every ϟ in my inbox I’ll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours. 

(Note: Once again, these are assumed thoughts that Sona is aware of/has seen Marcus before, since they’ve never actually met in blog canon.)

He has red hair as well, I see. … I wonder if either of my parents had blue hair…

Somehow I expected… well… taller. And bulkier. Though maybe that makes sense for a family of quick and nimble bladesmen. I really wouldn’t know.

Though he certainly is one, somehow he doesn’t strike me as a father in appearance. … though, I also have a hard time coming to terms with the fact that a father would train his own children as weapons at all. That’s not exclusive to any country. Ionians, Demacians - every major or minor power does it. But it doesn’t make my heart any less sad… shouldn’t we want better for our children than war and bloodshed? Can’t there be more to our brief lives than a desire to conquer and destroy?

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Noxian / Noxian Adoption[ I’ll take this more as Wynn born from Noxus as opposed to just being adopted by you like in our other AU?? LOL ]

Wynn’s parents are Noxian military of decent standing, & highly pressuring about Wynn following their lead and joining the military as well. Like…. very heavily pressuring. To the point of threatening to disown. Needless to say: he ain’t down for that shit, and bails the house.

Weapon of choice for living on streets is a sort of slingshot/staff hybrid. He tries to stay ranged because he’s tiny, he knows he’d get his ass kicked or worse if he tried to go 1-on-1 with a lot of the others living out on the streets, but with it more like a staff he’s still able to have some form of close-quarters combat capabilities.

He gets really good at disarming others from afar/while hidden, then runs in to steal food. It’s usually only food he bothers stealing, but sometimes it’s money. He tries to tell himself feeling guilty about stealing what he needs ‘isn’t Noxian’ and to just get over it but he’s a softie and can’t really get over it.

Has a pretty nasty knife wound to the side from early on after he ran away, it was from someone he thought was asleep that he tried to steal from. Other than that, he’s just got the usual cuts and scratches of someone living living on the street.

Outfit is poorly cobbled together. He doesn’t quite know how to bind properly so he’s just got poorly wrapped bandages. The one sturdy part of his outfit is a sort of armored sleeve that helps brace his arm/keep his aim sturdy when using the sling-staff. He never takes it off, it’s probably just as filthy as he is. Someone wash this child and give him clothes.

Smol was found as a small Voidling, likely after a low-key cult get together by Malzahar’s Cult of the Void. 

He ended up being caught and caged up by a passerby, and sold off to something like a roadside ‘circus’ on the edge of Noxus. Void monsters sell for a lot, especially little ones that can be ‘tamed’. It’s far less a circus and more a collection of monsters and beasties.

For reasons that seemed to baffle his ‘owner’, Smol ended up being really popular and kids and others would sneak the voidling snacks. Constantly. It became enough of a problem they ended up crafting a muzzle to keep him from eating food unless they were feeding him.

Well too late he’s already eaten lot of food so now uh oh he’s kinda getting bigger and now human-esq? who the fuck fed that thing human. Now he’s getting even more attention and I think we accidentally got the Cult of the Void’s attention fuck.

Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills

I am... would ‘painfully oblivious 90% of the time’ be acceptable? Normally I’m not a huge flirt myself, and have a hard time telling if someone is flirting w me. My bf had to flat out explain “can we date I’m flirting w you” if that’s any indication lmao;; plus sometimes ppl mistake my rly friendly vibe + being highly empathetic for being romantically interested in them, so it gets a bit weird;; ‘ ~’a

fuck, that’s adorable. ; v;

ooc;