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I am very sorry to say that I will be leaving the League Tumblr Community. There is just nothing here for me anymore.
I’m very grateful for the friends I made along the way but I think it’s my time to finally go. I have been non existent in this community for a couple months now, and I don’t even play the game anymore. It simply made me too angry to keep playing healthily.
Those I’ve met that would like to stay friends are welcome to ask for my Discord if they’d like to keep in contact.
Essentially I’m going to be finishing the two commissions I need to do, and archiving this blog.
I am very sorry to say that I will be leaving the League Tumblr Community. There is just nothing here for me anymore. I'm very grateful for the friends I made along the way but I think it's my time to finally go. I have been non existent in this community for a couple months now, and I don't even play the game anymore. It simply made me too angry to keep playing healthily. Those I've met that would like to stay friends are welcome to ask for my Discord if they'd like to keep in contact. Essentially I'm going to be finishing the two commissions I need to do, and archiving this blog. You guys have been great.
Lux steps quickly through the halls of the Crownguard manor avoiding eye contact deliberately, and using her blonde bangs to hide the growing blush that had presented itself on her features. Worst comes to worst she could try to pass it off as a sunburn, say she was rushing, and that she forgot sunscreen- No that’s ridiculous. No one would buy that.
She ducks quickly into her room, closing the door, and leaning back against it. Her heart was pounding, beating like a drum in her ears, and her face and chest were a muddled red tone that was hot to the touch. Was she sick? Yes, in a way she did feel sick. Her stomach fluttered, and her body felt feverish. Okay Lux, just breathe, deep breaths, calm down that damned heart beating so loud the void could hear it. How did she even get to this point? How had she, an example of Demacia’s Pride, get to the point of blushing like a schoolgirl?
“It was that damn explorer prodigy.” She’d curse to herself, moving to lay back on her bed. Yes, that seems familiar now. Ezreal had approached her, asking if she wanted to go on an adventure, and see a new side of the world. How could she say no to that? Adventures with Ezreal were always so very exciting. He had taken her to ruins, and allowed her to study some amazing scriptures that scholars would sell their very soul to see. However, this adventure was… unique.
They hadn’t even left Demacia, but the explorer seemed to know where he was leading her. The brightened streets of Demacia began to fade away as they left the upper district, becoming gloomier the further in they went.
“Ezreal… where are we, I can’t say I recognize this part of town.” And that's saying something. Luxanna Crownguard knew everything about her city, or well, she thought she did. After all she hadn’t spent years being a spellthief only to not recognize her own city when staring down this gloom. “Hah! Stumped you for once!” The explorer had cheered, pulling her further through the slums, a perky skip in his step. “I think you would enjoy seeing just what your city has to offer, ya know, beyond the gleaming walls, and flying chariots.” He waved her off, looking back over his shoulder to give her a wink.
Now the filth of Demacia was revealed to Lux as they entered the side of Demacia known as the Red Light District. Red lanterns, and hextech lights hovered over the windows that showcased nude women pressing themselves against the glass, trying to attract men into their rooms. Lux would gasp, covering her eyes as she moves up closer to Ezreal. “W-What in the world- Ezreal I can’t be seen here! If someone sees me, and word gets back to my-” He places a finger on her lips, and gives her a wink. “Hey, hey, sh. If anything let me take the fall for it. Enjoy the life beyond the ivory towers, and high horses of the nobles. Let loose a little.”
And she did let loose. After that Lux got to enjoy Ezreal making the women behind the glass blush with his finger gunning, and charming smiles. They snuck drinks from nearby taverns, and for once Lux actually found herself enjoying what her city had to offer. That was until IT happened.
The pair had been giggling and laughing as they left the Red Light District, Ezreal supporting his mildly intoxicated friend as she giggled loudly. They were close to the coast now, the sunlight flickering dimly over the waves as the sun slowly sunk down. The world was lit in shades of orange and pink as Ezreal sat her down on a grassy hill to watch the sunset.
Lux had begun to talk about the majesty of how light can bend, and reflect through microscopic droplets of water that help us to see color. She was caught up in her speech that she hadn’t noticed the prodigal explorer, who had been watching her with lidded eyed interest, moving closer to her.
“Like I was saying the bending of light- Mmm!” She’s cut off by his lips pressing against hers, his free hand lifting her chin up to deepen the kiss. Her blue eyes went wide as she stared doe eyed at him, staring down his relaxed features as her body goes stock still. He pulled away, smiling at her gently, opening his mouth to ask if she was alright. But the words would never reach her. The second his lips left hers, she had gotten up and bolted.
And this is where she found herself now, laying upon her bed with flushed features, and a hard beating heart. She couldn’t shake that gentle peck from her mind, nor could she chase away the lidded eye looks, and charming smiles he gave her. Her hands shook, as she tried to will away the fire that burned in her loins. Much to her dismay the fire still burned on, wanting to engulf her into a world of jaded lust. Though she fought valiantly against the urges, she found herself wanting to give in.
Her cold hands would ghost down her street clothing, pushing up her own shirt to dance her chilled hands over her heated flesh causing goosebumps to prick across her skin. Her flesh shudders under her icy touches, making her breath hitch as she begins to view her body in a new light. Slowly she inches her hand up to her chest, her shirt balling up uncomfortable as it caves in the way of her moving hand, and yet she’d pay no mind to it. Her mind was focused in on the odd sensation, her long fingers pulling away her chest bindings to let her modest chest free from their confined grasp.
Her bosom relaxed, happy to be free of such constricting fabric, and Lux let out a happy breath. Her fingers move to dance around her areola, filling the unique flesh stiffen as she grew closer to her nipple. She shutters out a noise as her fingers prod against the her nipples, her other hand curiously moving to try its luck on her other breast. Pristine white teeth dig into her pale pink lip as she stifles the noises that threatened to burst out from her throat, and past her lips. She takes a greedy grip of her own chest, forcing the soft mounds of flesh together and arching her back into it.
Oh how lewd she found herself being. How utterly, deliciously lewd to be disgracing her own body with her own hands…. And yet, how utterly amazing it felt to be in control of herself for a change.
One hand would release its grip on her bosom, trailing over the sea of risen flesh that made up her goosebumped stomach, down to her the waistband of her shorts.
Here she hesitated.
She had little experience with such pleasures, save for the occasional brush up against something that would send a rush of heat through her body. Her breathing catches as her cold touch brushes against her soft moist lips, fingers quivering, barely touching herself as she works up the courage to continue. Lux gasps in calming breaths, flickering her cerulean orbs closed as she dips her fingers past the lips of her cunny, into the moist heat that awaited.
Her fingers prod curiously, learning more about herself with each and every touch. A teasing brush of her clit makes her tense, and gasp in surprise. Her teeth renew their place on her pale lip, digging powerfully into it to keep herself silent through her exploration. A curious flick to her clit has her body convulsing beautifully, pressing her hips up to meet her hand as if her body was consciously asking for more. And who was she to deny herself such pleasure?
With newfound determination she presses her thumb into her clit as her long fingers drag themselves down to press into her entrance experimentally. Two fingers press themselves into the first knuckle, making Lux let out a little moan of pleasure. The chill of her fingers, engulfed by the warm heat of her tight cunny made her coo, and squirm, while her thumb pressed harder against the sensitive ball of nerves of her clit. The mage lifts her hips into the thrusts of her fingers, anxious to press deeper within herself.
Her finger curl within herself, and at that moment Lux broke to the pleasure. Searing hot white pleasure strokes through her body, and she’s unable to stop the moan that presses past her lips. Her eyes clench closed, and her body shivered as her juices drip past her fingers, soaking into the mages panties lewdly. Her knees quivered, and her breath gasped out as she curled herself inwards a bit. The flame of desire wavered as Lux experienced her first orgasm, before finally flickering, and disappearing from her body.
With a wet schlick she pulls her fingers from her cunny, embarrassedly staring at the light sheen of wetness that decorated her long fingers. What was she to do now? Slowly she wipes the wetness on her sheets, blushing darkly as she moves to stand.
“Well. That certainly was an experience.” She whispers to herself, brushing down her clothes, and straightening out her hair. With her desire appropriately quelled she sets her mind to a new goal: Find Ezreal. They certainly had much to discuss now.
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That was all that could come to mind at the sight of the Priestess that crumbled in front of her as if she were just another piece of archaic architecture slowly chipped away by time. Something within her cracked, a nearly inaudible voice screaming for her to stop. Was that Emilia? Was it Evaine? The line between the names had grown blurry through the years, she simply couldn’t distinguish it. Elise’s words slowly tossed more fuel into the fire she had tried to retain within the past few minutes. LeBlanc would have reasoned it to be her subordinate’s incessant torrent of disrespect and accusation; but the truth of the matter was simply because she was right. She had fought to be correct where LeBlanc had evaded.
The Matron looked at her glass of wine, idly eyeing the crimson liquid with a sudden disdain for it’s taste. Her body reacted quicker than her mind for a shard of a moment, her wrist flicking itself harshly and letting the contents of the glass splatter across Elise’s features like speckles of blood. LeBlanc flung the transparent glass to the floor beside her, a thousand cracks forming throughout the transparent glass within a matter of milliseconds and ultimately fracturing it to no return. Lurching forth from her chair as her dainty fingers cupped Elise’s jaw with a searing iron grip; eyes never drifting away from hers.
“I became Emilia because no one else could. I took her place because I was the only one capable of doing so. I became LeBlanc when her world fell to nothing but ashes.Do you not see, dearest Elise? I sacrificed Evaine because I am Matron and mother of her people–our people; your Emilia died in the ashes of that day; letting herself suffer in the hands of that tyrant to deter him away from the survivors while you fled Noxus and our people. You left her.”
Evaine’s grip tightens, tears prickling at the edge of her vision as she draws herself close to Elise “ Your love was nothing more than the very deception she weaved, was it not my dear? My life is a lie because her life was a lie, we physical vessels suffer for the greater purpose of her vision. Do speak of my position as a leader in such condescending tones again, why don’t you? I will not hesitate to end your lowly existence with the pact you forged so willingly with her” LeBlanc’s eyes wander to the onyx ring, a faint ruby hue emanating from it’s core as she abruptly let go, drawing back from the woman across from her without as much as a crack in her features.
The alcohol burned her eyes, making Elise hiss and rub angrily at her face. The cracking of the glass representing naught more than the breaking of the spider queen. The lift up on her chin to force her to stare into the very features of the one that served to fracture her soul makes her breath catch in her threat. Elise lets her speak, shaking with anger that sought to break from the surface and pierce through Evaine.
Anger. The only emotion that was worth feeling now-a-days. The only thing a being of twisted, and pseudo beauty could feel when faced with the past.
Her heart screamed, and ached, knowing full well that the very being she fell in love with was THERE, deep within the other. Her breath becomes labored, and as LeBlanc pulls away Elise sought to follow. Her hands grab Evaine's hands, pulling her back to the spider.
"I died that day." Came her cold words, her touch no longer rough with intent to intimidate. Her grip was gentle, allowing the other time to pull away if she so desired. "I wasn't there when she needed me to be, and so she died. You aren't wrong... I left her. It is one of the very few things I will accept as my fault." She moves her hands up the others arms, and gently down her back.
With a gentle tug Elise pulls the others form to her chest, her spider legs curling around the other in a tight embrace. Elise places her lips within the purple locks, staining the other with wine and blood alike. A very quiet whisper leaves her, too faint to be made out even by the Matron. Elise shook as she held the others form, something she hadn't done in nearly a century.
The spider slowly unwraps herself from around the Matron, taking a step away from her. "You're right. My love was just her way of manipulating me, her deception. As if she didn't have enough already... forgive me for being blinded by such." A sharp inhale. "I believe it is time for me to stop chasing illusions."
Silence echoes the room save for the soft sound of blood dripping to the floor.
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I'm already working on a couple of commissions but I'm literally just barely scraping by moneywise.
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The temple halls were quiet, most of the other spirits and demons that haunted these walls had gone out to their own devices. Some to hunt, and the others to initiate in far darker pleasures. All that remained was the demon that brought the bloodmoon darlings back together again, and the lesser feline demon. Said kitten padded quietly through the stone halls, her gaze locked upon the door that caged the mighty Wolf behind it. Opening it just a crack she slinks in, trying to sneak up upon the large male demon. Her lips pull into a mischievous grin, lowering her body into a crouch creeping slowly towards him.
“My darling sister.” Came the smooth tones of the white haired wolf, turning his head to look over his shoulder at her playful form. “What, pray tell, are you doing?” Amusement laced through his tenor tones, a single silver brow raising up as piercing red eyes stare down Nidalee’s humanoid form.
She jolts, shooting up straight, a playful smile now decorating her features. “My brother, I was simply coming to give you so company! All others have run off in the light of the present moon, even the spider has vacated her web.” Nidalee says with a lilted purr, stepping closer to him. “I wouldn’t want you to sit here all by yourself! Such a dutiful brother you are, waiting for everyone to come back to the nest. It’s like you’re more like a mother hen, worrying about her little chicks.” She teases, moving up next to the much larger male. “Now what is it you were doing?” She presses herself up tight against him, purring much like her feline form.
His heavy hand comes to gently rest on her shoulder, rubbing gently. “I was thinking, not thoughts to worry you with, dear sister.” His face darkened a bit, something the small kitten would notice. She turns so that she stood before him, and looks up at him with a semblance of a pout. Nidalee knew if Wolf didn’t desire to tell her his thoughts, she would not learn them. She had accepted this many moons ago, and instead gives him a caring stare.
“Perhaps I could take your mind off of some things for a bit.”
A small smirk brushes his features at her words, his gaze turning down to hers. “How jaded you are..” His thumb brushes her cheek, lifting her chin with a finger. “And so very needy as well. My lovely little sister, what exactly did you have in mind?” He leans down, bringing his face level with hers.
Her hands paw against his chest, and she purrs louder. “Anything you desire!” She coos, shifting her hands to push underneath his attire, pushing until his top fell away from his muscular frame. A hearty chuckle vibrates through him, moving a hand to run through his long white locks. “It seems you already had something in mind, sister.” He coos out before dragging a clawed hand down her form, latching around her waist yanking her closer to him. He grins, slowly pushing her attire off her shoulders until her frame was revealed to him. Taking the fabric from her attire he forces her arms back behind her, delicately wrapping the fabric tightly around her wrists. With a hard yank the kitten is spun, and forced around by her wrists.
He yanks her by the fabric on her wrists further into his chambers, humming a dark tune as he did. The kitten is lifted up by her restraints, Nidalee letting out a soft whimper at the strain on her joints before she is dropped gently on the plush bed. He hushes her, running his thumb over her lips. He drags the fabric of her restrains back to her ankles, nudging her knees apart with his other hand, making her arch backwards towards her feet. When she was positioned in a way he approved of Wolf would nod, lacing the fabric around her ankles, making a delicate knot before pulling tight forcing her to arch more as her body is forced downward.
“B-Brother come now it is not fair for you to tie me in such ways, I want to be able to touch you-” A finger is placed to her lips, and he hushes her again. She begrudgingly obeys, huffing quietly under his finger. Content with her silence he begins to step away, disappearing out of her line of sight. When he comes back into view, his body is void of clothing his member twitching at the sight of the bound demon, his lips twitching into a pleased smirk. “My… my, kitten, you are absolutely stunning in this light.” He coos to her, revealing what he disappeared to grab, a phallic shaped toy that nearly mimicked the shape of his own member.
The large male shifts onto the bed, placing his hips near her face while the toy is dragged down her form, tracing over her form gently before pressing against her wet cunny. “We are going to play a game, dear sister. When I increase the pace of this lovely toy, then you increase the pace of your servicing. Behave well, and you will be rewarded.” He says, a grin mingling in with his words. Nidalee would not waste time, her tongue snaking out to press against his member. He shivers pressing the toy down, letting the head of the toy penetrate her cunny. He waits to hear the soft hum from her before he hilts the toy within her.
She jolts, eyes staring up at him mouth agape. “Is something the matter? Come now, we have an arrangement.” He beams down at her, grinding his cock against her lips. She huffs, shifting her head back to press her tongue against the crown of his member, tongue shifting to wrap around it. He thrusts against her tongue, beginning to pump the toy within her as her walls clench trying to hold on to the toy. He tuts, pausing the pumping of the toy. “Ahhh tut tut, darling relax. How am I going to tease you if I can hardly move the toy?” She flickers her eyes up, slowly relaxing against the toy. “Good girl.” He coos to her, moving the toy at a steady pace as he lets her tongue slide over the head of his cock.
He lets out a shuddered breath, his other hand supporting his weight shaking the slightest bit as pleasure pours through his form. He slowly moves his hips in time with the thrusts from the toy, swallowing hard as her tongue began to trace down to the base of his member. He lifts his hips back, moving away from the others lips. “I’m sorry dear, I know we had a deal but it is simply far too tempting for me to pass up. Oh my, seems I’m tearing up the rules of my own game.” He presses his cock past her lips, and into her mouth. She makes a surprised noise, her body once again jolting. He presses forward, ignoring the squirming beneath him as he presses into her throat, letting out a pleased groan. The toy is hilted within her once more, and held there much like his cock was in her throat.
She convulsed, her throat trying to push the foreign object out making her gag and tear up beneath him. He pulls his hips back, moving the toy in time. When the tip of his cock was relaxing in her mouth, the tip of the toy was the only thing penetrating her cunny. With a push he hilts both the toy, and his cock in their respective holes.
In that one second he howls, his pace picking up forcing himself rapidly within her. The kitten quaked beneath him, groaning around his cock when she had the chance to. At the current pace the Wolf would only last a bit longer, a huff leaving his lips as he tries to slow himself before he just growls, and pulls himself from her throat throwing the toy to the side. Forcing her around so that their hips pressed together, he growls down at her. Lining his cock up with her cunt he slowly pushes into her, determined to get the kitten off with his own cock over the lifeless toy.
He moves his hands to her hips, yanking her back onto his cock as he thrusts forward. Nidalee yowls her eyes rolling back as he pushes harder, and rougher into her. Her breath was shaky, her chest heaving as she finds herself coming close to her orgasm. Wolf found his own breathing to be labored, his shoulders shaking as he lets out a final howl pulling out to release his seed across the smaller kittens stomach. Nidalee purrs, her own orgasm making her eyes flutter as she lets the white heat rush through her form.
Wolf pants, rolling away from Nidalee as the high of climaxing makes every muscle in his body clench tightly before relaxing. He had to give her credit, she had certainly distracted him from his thoughts, even if it was only for a while.
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