A New Eclipse
Nooo don't make my moon baby cry

kingkillion:

asktrollleona:

kingkillion:

asktrollleona:

((Apprently I like making Dianas cry. Or sad. Or both.))

I just read your rp response and all i could think of was why is my otp so tragic

((I know how you feel ; ; *Cries*))

*hands tissues* it’ll be ok things can be sabed right?

"…I wonder who the fashion designer is. Maybe I can request a set of armor too. Maybe even more casual wear. Bling, maybe?"

((You’ll find that they all fit their own little personalities. :P ))

Nooo don't make my moon baby cry

kingkillion:

asktrollleona:

((Apprently I like making Dianas cry. Or sad. Or both.))

I just read your rp response and all i could think of was why is my otp so tragic

((I know how you feel ; ; *Cries*))

Nooo don't make my moon baby cry

((Apprently I like making Dianas cry. Or sad. Or both.))

Oddly enough, there was no greeting, necessarily. Just a simple, shy wave. Almost as if Leona wished to keep an emotional distance, yet wished to close the physical distance between them. The Solari advanced, dressed in plain clothing for once, and stood awkwardly in front of the Lunari. "...Hello." she muttered, clearing her throat as she established a slow eye-contact, "Have you... Been well?"

ask-diana-of-the-moon:

ask-diana-of-the-moon:

Diana stopped in her tracks, watching the woman from her past approach. The awkward tension between them was thick, as she was unsure of what to say or do. Standing her ground, she allowed the Solari to come to her. 

Have I.. been well? I have been labeled a heretic, pursued and scorned. I am supposed to be… well?

These were words that she wished to speak, but stayed silent, opening her mouth only after a small pause. “As well as expected…I suppose you have been fine.” There was slight bitterness in her voice, tainted by a hint of remorse. Her eyes shifted away before returning to the golden orbs of the other.

asktrollleona

The Institute gardens. Yes, that would work well. While the gardens were beautiful, there were few visitors this time of day. It would supply the privacy that was needed. It was secluded, quiet, and within a close proximity. As if the area was not perfect enough, perhaps the lush sight might quiet her bitter mind.

"Yes, that will work just fine. It is only a short walk away." As the words escaped her lips, Diana turned on her heel. Taking long strides, she ensured that she would reach the gardens shortly. The quicker she arrived, the less likely that she would either hurt someone, or run away. She did not stop to check if the sun blessed woman followed. 

Once inside the gates, she took a deep breath before scanning the area. Her pale eyes saw that there wasn’t a soul in sight. Wonderful, it was the privacy they sought. That means that there would not be any witnesses… Witnesses? What was she thinking? The Lunari sought to end this misery as soon as possible, and, as unfortunate as it is, Leona’s death would not be the solution. 

Diana hesitated, unable to speak. It was an odd feeling, something she had not felt since she was a child. Fear. Fear of what? Rejection? That damage had already been done. For she had been rejected by all on the very day of her execution. Even her closest friend had turned her back. Bitterness began to seep into her mind again, anger clouding her thoughts.

"Why?" Was all that she could utter. A vague statement, with much force and anger behind it. She was sure that Leona would know the meaning of such a question, even without any explanation.

Leona watched as the Lunari turned her back to walk away, her form writhed with tension and rigidity. Clearly something was on the woman’s mind already, and perhaps she shouldn’t follow Diana to a more secluded area for her own safety. Yet, she did anyway. After the chosen of the moon walked off, Leona hesitated for a few seconds before taking long strides of her own. She noticed that even her own form was filled with tension, and that is very rare seeing as how she tries to consistently keep her muscles loose and battle-ready.

A foreboding sensation rippled down her entire body.

Once they reached the Institute gardens, Leona stood only a few feet away from Diana, underneath a tree. The moon hung high this night, and she could see the Lunari’s beautiful form whilst underneath her solace. The moonlight gently caressed Diana’s form, accenting a lot of her sharpened features, revealing her hardiness, as well as her weariness over time.

The chosen of the sun was in a trance until Diana shot her very simple question. ‘Why?' she asked. ‘Why what?’ Leona wanted to reply with, not because she was ignorant of the topic that was being held, but because there were so questions that came with that one simple why.

Why did you abandon me?

Why do you still care?

Why are you still here?

Why can’t you die?

Why can’t you believe me for once?

Why can’t you let your guard down?

Why can’t you stop being the chosen of the sun?

Why can’t I just be a Lunari without being persecuted?

Why can’t I just be me?

Leona tightened her lips, biting down on the lower one nervously as her golden eyes trailed downwards, looking at the ground where moonlight barely reflected off of her armor.

"Why?"

She finally spoke, her hand tightening around her shield’s grips. She was boiling over. But it was not anger that she felt. It was despair, fear, resentment, sorrow, hurt; all of these emotions creating a vicious concoction of a bitter taste.

"Because I keep telling you that I never meant for anything to turn out this way, but you never listen. I was there, you know, when you killed everyone in the Elder Council. Sure, I got angry, but you basically murdered everyone in cold blood. That in itself is inexcusable, but.."

"I thought you trusted me." Leona finally resumed her gaze onto Diana, "I thought you had faith in me that I would come back to protect you. That I honestly still believe in you, and that I do want to promote equality between the Solari and Lunari."

There was a pause as the Solari drew a shaky breath, hands clenching tighter, apparent through the noise created by grinding metal pieces together. She shifted uncomfortably as she looked down again.

"Losing faith in me, of all the people, was the most inexcusable crime in my eyes."

dianamoonfall:

//Guess who finally finished~~~~~~

Leona x Diana College AU. NSFW. You have been warned.

( Cheered me up when I needed it most ; u ; Thank youuuu <3 I’ll give you my side of the trade as soon as my PC turns on OTL )

((IT’S SO GAAAAAAAAY. The good kind of gay.))

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"Evil is live backwards. Remember that."

Art/roleplay blogs for Katarina Du’Couteau of League of Legends.

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Out of Snacks: I HIT GOLD 3!!!! <33

kruularion-the-spectral-consumer:

//I want to thank Leona asktrollleona and Braum theheartoffreljord for following my guidance properly, and Draven (I cannot seem to find that awesome Draven blog that does VO of Draven sometimes) for being the best adc to duo with this evening!

And with that!…I bid you all good night.

((I ahh…? What? T-Thank you…?))
LEONA LICKING DIANA'S FEET WHAT

thegadgetfish:

WHAT

inktober #6

((WHAT.))

Boobs.

summoner-tybresa:

//How dare you tease me like that.

starborndivinity:

asktrollleona:

starborndivinity:

asktrollleona:

starborndivinity replied to your post:YOU! I wanted to say thank you because you were honestly the first like blog I found and it got me into this big gay mess I call a blog

you heavily influenced this blog when it first started >:0

((Nonsense. I merely pushed you in an interesting direction, you walked down the path yourself. :P ))

In an interesting direction full of buff aggressive lesbians and being toted around places like a fur skin over a hunters shoulder

((I said it was… Interesting. You’re saying this like I’m the one completely at fault here, Yuricorn.))

you dare use this name on this the day of my daughters wedding

((You have a daughter? Never figured you were straight enough to reproduce. Besides, it’s a name. A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.))

starborndivinity:

asktrollleona:

starborndivinity replied to your post:YOU! I wanted to say thank you because you were honestly the first like blog I found and it got me into this big gay mess I call a blog

you heavily influenced this blog when it first started >:0

((Nonsense. I merely pushed you in an interesting direction, you walked down the path yourself. :P ))

In an interesting direction full of buff aggressive lesbians and being toted around places like a fur skin over a hunters shoulder

((I said it was… Interesting. You’re saying this like I’m the one completely at fault here, Yuricorn.))

starborndivinity replied to your post:YOU! I wanted to say thank you because you were honestly the first like blog I found and it got me into this big gay mess I call a blog

you heavily influenced this blog when it first started >:0

((Nonsense. I merely pushed you in an interesting direction, you walked down the path yourself. :P ))