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rises from the ashes after over two years of inactivity

they’re making an Ekko game

they’re making an Ekko game

A GAME FEATURING EKKO IS BEING MADE

THEY ARE

MAKING

AN EKKO

GAME!!!!!!!!!!

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soulmate au prompts.

send a number for a starter / drabble based off a specific soulmate au!  most are taken from this list.  feel free to add more if you want!  (can also be adapted to fit poly ships!)

the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate.

the one where you have your soulmate’s name written on your body.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks on your bodies.

the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks and the marks glow when you’re near your soulmate.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you touch them.

the one where when you dream you’re seeing whatever your soulmate is currently experiencing.

the one where you and your soulmate share an emotional link.

the one where your soulmate’s first words to you are written on your body.

the one where your soulmate’s last words to you are written on your body.

the one where you have a timer on your wrist that counts down to when you meet your soulmate.

the one where soulmates share extreme physical sensation — if one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, and etc.

the one where soulmates can heal each other’s injuries.

the one where only your soulmate can kill you.

the one where color appears on your body wherever your soulmate first touches you.

the one where every lie your soulmate tells you appears on your skin.

the one where anything written on your skin appears on your soulmate’s skin as well.

the one where your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.

the one where whenever you get a song stuck in your head, it’s because your soulmate is singing it.

the one where soulmates are reincarnated and keep finding each other throughout their different lives.

the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you hear them say your name.

the one where you can talk to your soulmate in dreams.

the one where it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate.

the one where once you meet your soulmate, it’s physically uncomfortable to be apart from them for too long.

the one where you have a compass on your body that leads you to your soulmate.

the one where you have the date you’ll meet your soulmate on your wrist.

the one where you have the date your soulmate will die on your wrist.

the one where you can transfer any injuries/pain your soulmate has onto yourself.

the one where some people can see the red string of fate and follow it to their soulmates.

the one where your soulmate’s ghost haunts you when they die.

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I don't want to lose control. But the minute I feel you next to me, your fire takes hold.

Control, Matrix & Futurebound

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fifty ways to kiss someone.   send me a 💏 and i will randomise a number in order for my muse to kiss yours…

…good morning.

…goodnight.

…goodbye.

…where it hurts.

…where it doesn’t hurt.

…on a falling tear.

…to shut them up.

…in secrecy.

…in public.

…desperately.

…in joy.

…in grief.

…discreetly.

…casually.

…passionately.

…lazily.

…to distract.

…as encouragement.

…for luck.

…on a scar.

…on a place of insecurity.

…in a rush of adrenaline.

…in relief.

…in danger.

…as a ‘yes’.

…as an apology.

…as a suggestion.

…as a lie.

…as a promise.

…as comfort.

…after a small rejection.

…to wake yours up.

…forcefully.

…to pretend.

…to gain something.

…to give up control.

…without a motive.

…because yours is running out of time.

…because mine is.

…because the world is ending.

…because the world is saved.

…out of pride.

…out of greed.

…out of lust.

…out of anger.

…out of envy or jealousy.

…out of spite.

…out of habit.

…out of necessity.

…out of love.

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  h e   b l e p s  

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Tell me why your muse is attracted to mine. On or off anon.

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Slowly dabs at his cuts from their scruff in the lower levels of Zaun. Her soft fingers had a delicate touch as she knowingly understood the sharp sting the disinfectant might provide. With care, she wrapped and covered the markings. “You were very kind and courageous to step in and save me how you did.” She speaks lowly. “Thank you.” (Maggy’s stranger attempt to be nice to Ekko)

MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED.

“Zaun’s full of unfriendly types.”

Eyes settled firmly on the woman for a long moment, unflinching even as she dabbed at his minor wounds. The mild pain and discomfort was nothing compared to some of the suffering he had put up with in the past. Ekko’s gaze fell as he watched her hands work, remaining oddly tense as long as those fingers remained upon him. “I could have been just another thug trying to take advantage of you, for all you knew. Let this be a lesson to always keep your wits up around here... and never trust anyone. If you want the easy life, head up to Piltover; down here life is dangerous.”

And much more exciting, but he wouldn’t let that part slip. Zaun molded and chiseled it’s denizens, turning them into strong, independent people who could handle themselves well enough... those who weren’t strong enough were simply eaten alive by the unforgiving streets and sewers. Piltover, on the other hand, babied the civilians, and let them all grow fat and content. They just existed. Only in Zaun did the people actually live. “A pretty face like yours won’t get you very far here. You’ve gotta have the grit and the power to keep yourself alive, no matter what get’s thrown at you.”

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“Is he still there? I feel like it’s still there.” (via hukulou)

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“She’s a bit annoying, sure, but...”

No matter how bitter the boy had been made by the world, he would always hold a special place in his heart for the pure and the innocent. There needed to be more of them in this harsh world... but that harsh world sadly had a tendency to devour their type. Ekko had to look out for those he still could, “She’s just a kid. Cut her some slack. Putting her down just for being her happy li’l self is a pretty shitty thing to do.”

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@silvestreaelurus it them

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MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED.

all of this ANGST lately – while nice – it’s getting a bit OLD. I want your character to try their best and make mine feel super loved. give them ALL you’ve got. make them blush like crazy and CRY because they’ve never heard such beautiful things before. do it. I dare you.

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((I usually go by ‘Auntie J’, but I’m sometimes known as ‘Satan’ instead, if you couldn’t tell. ;3c))

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💟

SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS. 

Send 💟 for a delicate kiss.

“Listen…”

Calloused hands found one of those long tails of hair that Jinx often boasted, gently lifting it and letting those light locks course along his fingers as gravity took them. It was an oddly quiet moment; and the girl’s usual grin was replaced with a largely-neutral expression. A part of Ekko felt that she might take whatever he said seriously, given the current mood… and so he found himself emboldened, eyes lingering on her pale, almost-malnourished body for a moment before rising to meet her gaze.

“You’re always causing trouble up in Piltover… Maybe you hate the place and want them to know it, or maybe it’s just fun to you, I don’t know. But, I… I worry about you, okay?” He had lost far too many friends, often to factors he couldn’t control. But, he felt he still had some control when it came to Jinx. Maybe he was naive… but he wanted her to calm down. He wanted her to come back to Zaun. He wanted those simpler, easier days that he used to have… “One of these days, that Sheriff might shoot you dead for all the crimes you’ve committed. I don’t want to see that happen.”

He stared at Jinx for a long moment, before opting to move closer, one hand rising to rest upon her cheek. His words had started to fail him, and so Ekko decided to let his actions speak. He leaned closer, gingerly pressing his lips to her temple, trying in vain to express just how much he cared about her; how much he wanted her to be safe. The boy found his voice again, barely above a whisper, “..I obviously can’t stop you from doing what you want to do, but… The next time you’re up there, leading Cait and her goons on a chase, just remember that there’s at least one person out there who cares about you. Alright..?”

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J is cool

((J is >:D and Nonnie is still the coolest!!!))

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And there sat Ekko, atop a small wall as the last of the Lost Children scurried away for the safety of their homes and hovels. A few discarded bits of paper and plastic were strewn about, along with one summarily smashed pumpkin. The night sky became his only companion as he contemplated the street rats, pickpockets, and other youths of Zaun that looked up to him. The boy knew they’d come out in droves for his humble little Harrowing celebration. 

He didn’t have the money to buy candy and sweets for them all... none of them did. But, he did what he could to make it a fun night to remember. And now that he was left alone with his thoughts, he felt his heart sink. Why did he do this to himself? He spent so much time getting to know all of these kids... so much time coming to care for them and protect them. And far too often, the harsh streets of Zaun took them away.

Some simply left. Others ended up dead. And Ekko remembered every face. Every smile. Every name. He sighed, before hopping down from his perch and wandering down the street. Quiet nights like this were nice... and rather rare in Zaun. Before long, he found himself standing before a tribute to the fallen.

Ekko exhaled softly as he looked at the faces etched into the wall, dimly illuminated by the candles and lanterns he always kept burning. So many memories flooded his mind... Good times, bad times, and so much more. It hurt, when he lost the ones he cared about most. It hurt... And sometimes, he had to question just why he kept letting himself get hurt.

The boy stared at the wall for a long time, before finally closing his eyes and letting his head droop. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His life, short as it was so far, had been enriched by the lost. As much as it pained him to remember them, he could never deny just how complete they had made his life, before leaving it for good. 

..He had to keep on fighting. 

For the ones he had lost, and for those he could still save.

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pluviatempestas replied to your post: ((I actually played a game of League for the first...

ACCURATE AF

((I wish I could take Ekko and just... pull him away... put him in his own series... save him...))

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((I actually played a game of League for the first time in a long time... because what’s more terrifying and Halloween-worthy than playing this game AM I RIGHT--))