#mirroreddeception

[remember-no-more]

Describe a turning point in your Muse’s development; not something from their canon (if a canon muse), but a turning point in how you interpret them.

Oh, Mimi lived long enough to go through several important turning points.

The one that wrecked things more above all was the one imposed by the changes that Riot made about League’s whole lore, of course, but let’s keep that one aside**; everything else has been developed through interactions and threads with other splendid characters, OCs and canons. Tumblr has been an incredible experience from this point of view, especially for a muse that wasn’t meant to last for more than a month or two. Look at her now! She existed for almost 7 years! 

Between them all, the twist I cherish the most is a recent one that happened over a whole year of threads, one that can’t be found on the lore pages yet. It takes place during the “Remembrance of Evil” phase.

Mimi was hiding away in her hold home, still searching the pieces of the puzzle that her broken memory had become after the universe itself changed. Adapting to it meant to have a part of her locked away, one that, if it could be still remembered, would create a paradox because it would be linked to someone that would have never existed. The erased pieces were deeply tied to her though, enough for her to realize that things were wrong. 

It was the only way I had to keep her who she was without cutting away years of past development.

That was when she met a man, an ex soldier of the noxian army, then an independent mercenary. They began to bond while simply sharing a meal, it continued with learning to know each other, fighting side by side, training, even sleeping together sometimes. They never had romantic ties - or at least he never did, nor he suspected a thing about what she felt, - but they got to a point of strong mutual trust.

It was while she was trying to teach him how to deal with runic magic that he found out about her issues and about her contact with a mysterious entity that claimed to have the answers to her questions. To catch a better feel of what happened, you could give a look to this little thing I made some time ago. In a few words, the mercenary offered her his help to leave this whole ordeal behind and start a new life instead of following the shadow. 

You can guess that she accepted this since she’s still here, but sacrifices were made and right after that the OC disappeared uvu’ The details about what and how things happened will come with the sequel to that video, which I’m planning to finish up soon. Still! The whole plot determined a huge change of pace with the character. Her powers changed, her attitude towards things changed, she stopped hiding, she stopped searching for who she used to be, she’s taking responsibility for what she earned and for what was lost! She’s become her own self now, and it was a natural evolution that cut the ties to the other universe once and for all.

It was such a mindblowing event that I took a hiatus of 7 full months myself! I had to recollect everything and start over. New approach, blog renovations, new aesthetics and so on. She’s still experiencing the aftermath of the event!

The character’s name was Blis and he belonged to @the-dragon-forged. Flame is an amazing writer and an even better person. He deserves all the attention.

**(Still, if you’re curious about that, I’m slowly writing down her whole story in several lore pages. They’re not complete, but there are links to pieces here and there that still make sense! Or at least I hope so, hah)

[sanguiresse-a]

“ did it go as you planned ? ”

DON’T STARVE | (not accepting)

     Well, his fine velvet coat has been torn to shreds, and his jewelry snapped off his neck and fingers. Vladimir arrives in the Black Rose labyrinths with a smile and some unusually tousled hair. While there are the gashes of blades in his coat and shirt, there is no blood— save for the red glow that dances in his eyes.

     “Better, actually,” Vladimir says, as he crosses the hallway to LeBlanc, a delighted spring in his step. “I was worried that meeting with Lord Delacort and his staff would end in a fair bargain, and all parties would walk away happy. Lucky for me...”

     Vladimir grins— while he normally does not have his fangs displayed so freely, he hasn’t gotten the chance to get rid of them, after plunging them into the noblemens’ necks. There’s a newfound vitality in the Count; his skin seems brighter, smoother, and his movements invigorated. He stops just in front of LeBlanc, with the grin of a satiated creature. 

     “They put up a fight.” 

     And then Vladimir continues down the hall, his steps ringing out in the dark and cold halls of the Rose. “Don’t worry, I left a bit of blood in their bodies. Covered my tracks. I hear Lord Delacort had Bilgewater assassins sent after him— perhaps it was their doing?”

     Then Vladimir laughs, a cackling sound that disappears into the hallway as he retreats to his study.

[steel-and-fire]

17

17 Does your muse leave hickies? Do they ask for them?

“I try not to..try is the key word.”

He will make a mess of you. He bites a lot, and his teeth are pretty sharp even when not turned to fangs. He is careful not to cause more pain than desired, but marks and hickies? Yep....yeeep. Can’t escape that with him.

He doesn’t get any though! His skin is super tough, and even if you can mark him, it will heal up really quickly. 

[whxlmedwing]

“ you know i tried to warn you ”

@mirroreddeception from here

“Never been much for warnings,” Yasuo spat, saliva mixed with blood hitting the cobblestone beneath their feet. A split lip- nothing serious, but it concerned him that he didn’t know what he was up against. At least with most demons or Azakana he knew what drove them, here he was blind. He hated it.

The spirit circled her carefully. She wasn’t human, he knew that much. There was something ancient in her soul, something gnarled and twisted. Like staring into the the night sky but finding no stars.