#tiidecalling

Sona pursed her lips as her fingers hovered cautiously near the wound. She looked down at the expensive dress Lestara had bought for her with a moment of hesitation before ripping off a strip of fabrc with difficulty. As part of a Demacian noble family, the woman had access to the highest quality gowns, but they weren’t exactly made for treating wounds. This would do none the less.

What’s your OTP for your Muse?: 

I love lots of ships so that’s hard to choose! lol

Ez/Calix has the most development so I’ll go with those two cutie pie fluffheads <33

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?: 

Just about anything as long as it makes sense for the characters and plot.

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?:

Either child or ancient. Otherwise, I let chemistry decide.

Are you selective when shipping?: 

I can be, yes. I’m open to shipping and I encourage people to ask and talk to me about it, but if the characters don’t fit and goals don’t align then -shrug-

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?:

Once genitalia gets mentioned probably? I think that’s safest, but I’m not really versed in rating systems. Some steamy make-outs, warm embraces and general flirting should be innocent enough. It all depends on context and depth of detail I should think.

Oh, and if I don’t tag something, please let me know and I’ll be happy to fix it!  

Who are other Muses you ship your Muse with?:

I have loved ez/Taric for a long time, at least in concept but haven’t been able to write it for myself.

TF/ez are a super cute fling, romance on the road that surprised me. Scruffy man and soft boy, hell yeah XD

Lux/ez is nice and funny, if awkward lol

And I love the idea of Soraka/ez, kind patient lady who puts up with his energy ;o; <3

I saw some art for Darius/ez at one point and it had me thinking, but as with Taric I suck at writing by myself sooooo little chance anything will get done there lol

I would be open to more! I love to ship <3

Does one have to ask to ship with you?:

I would prefer it yes, just in case! I’d rather not hurt anyone’s feelings, if I can help it.

How often do you like to ship?:

I’m always open to ships with new characters! 

Are you multiship?:

Yes!

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?:

I wouldn’t know how to classify myself, but I’m always open to exploring different relationship and facets of Ezreal in various situations. While shipping might not always be my focus, I enjoy building romances, both tragic and sweet.

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?:

Oh. wow, I actually don’t know LOL Right now my Sona/Swain thread is hitting me in the feels pretty hard, so probably them

Finally, how does one ship with you?:

There was a sound.

Unnoticeable at first, but still obvious to trained ears that had spent time in the military, learning to listen for things like this. And similarly, to a celebrity ear these things were even easier to spot, since the glorious executioner was often prone to being followed, especially in the borders of Noxus. Which was precisely why he had come out here- avoiding the monotony of being chased and pinned down for an autograph or some words of wisdom or, hell, even a picture.

Mind, these things were not typically negatives for Draven, but due to the nature of his personality, he had a tendency to grow... well, bored with the charades, and so every now and again he would come out to the river and wander-- clear his head. Even kings needed a break from their thrones. And so when he noticed the sound, he let out a breath and a low, borderline unfriendly chuckle, turning to find the source.

The intruder to Draven’s coveted alone time was not immediately apparent to him, and he lifted a hand to toy with his mustache, and then to run a finger along the handle of his axe. Now was not the time to bother him with demands, but there was a certain thrill to the idea that someone had followed him out here, hoping for an autograph. Ah, the lengths his fans would go to.

send  ∅ for jericho’s opinion on your muse | @tiidecallingnot accepting.

he has heard of the vastaya, witnessed some of their ways in ionia and now, with his gaze reaching far beyond what any mortal man should—the marai and their struggles were not unknown to the raven’s eye, though they had never been presented as a priority in his agenda. as far as he cares to know, whether the marai live or die, whether their heroine comes to manage replacing the moonstone---

none of it concerns the visionary.

send me a champion and I’ll tell you | still accepting!

how much I like them (0-10): 6. Sorry bb. I went 1/0/16 my first time playing her but she’s not really one of those champs I get hyped to play. Her lore is cool but I think Riot fucked up giving her breasts if she’s meant to be fishy instead of mammalian. 

💖 How do they say ‘I love you’ without really saying it?

Sticking around after sex is probably a good indicator that Kayn’s caught feelings. Normally he’s quick to leave the moment the afterglow is over, eager to get back to his life. If he lets a partner be affectionate at all after sex, he’s definitely in love. 

❌ What is the biggest mistake they make in their relationships?

Blab (accepting)

Illaoi leaned forward, hugging her cup of ale, enjoying the warmth that rested in her belly. “Nami? Ah, dear child. The marai are a special, mysterious folk, but she is unique among them. Who else have you known to wander up to our shores?” Illaoi shook her head and hiccuped once, “Do not take her for a fool though, she will not fall for your silly tricks. And she fights! Ah, its good to see such ferocity from the deeps! Strong willed and determined to help her people- she will do anything to get the task done. An endeavor I relate to, and a quality I admire.”

Illaoi leans back in her chair and packs a pipe, lighting it, the coals sparking beneath her wild green eyes. “Oh, and be sure you’re prepared for the uh, smell. She does have different eating habits from us after all.” She chuckled and took a long drag from the pipe, smoke curling around her.

((YOU GOT IT BB lol 

Sexy flexing! (accepting)

Illaoi smiles and brushes the back of her knuckles down Nami’s cheek. They were lounging on a wide beach blanket, talking quietly about little things; favorite colors, activities and so forth. They had spoke of the rift between sea and land and lapsed into a pensive silence. The Marai in particular was very worried for the whole of existence- for good reason and Illaoi observed the gentle frown that graced her gentle face. Nami had been resting her head on the priestess’ broad chest and, with an idea and a smirk Illaoi flexed her large pectorals, effectively making the Marai’s head bounce. Green eyes glittered in amusement and soon thereafter a deep, rolling chuckle was bouncing both of them instead. 

“Forgive me, bu’shai, I could not resist a little fun.” Thick arms cord around Nami’s midsection as if to make up for any offense and also to keep her from rolling off.