#blood moon aatrox

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He doesnt bite :]

[aurelion-solar]

Aatrox & Blood Moon Aatrox - League of Legends: Wild Rift

[jyang030107]

1. Hehe pietà referenced dawn/nightbringer rhaayn

Originally, I said that they shouldn’t be separated or shouldn’t fight and was told that they wouldn’t be in the order and chaos universe but I ended up drawing angst again

(For context michaelangelo’s pietà is Mary holding Jesus after being crucified)

2. Warden did a cool BM Aatrox ult design where they’d changed his ugly hair and gave him bigger teeths so I had to sketch jt as well

3. Immortal journey and dragon shenzed. I was not super into shenzed before but now I think I like it a little more :D

I’m sure it’s mostly because I like dragons but :P who knows

[notoriouslydevious]

Conceptober 2022 by EraiViolett 1. Blood Moon Orianna 2. Snow Moon Gwen 3. Stargazer Malzahar 4. Umbral Blade (Steel Valkyrie) Samira 5. Order of the Lotus Nilah 6. Mist Dragon Aatrox 

[ohnoitstbskyen]

What’s the difference between Ascended, Aspects, Freljordian demigods, Aurelian Sol, and whatever Soraka’s got going on? Are they all just different varieties of League gods?

Hoo boy, okay, so. First of all, Riot have been pretty adamant that there are no gods in Runeterra, every god-like being that exists in that universe is actually a spirit or just a very powerful being of some kind, but definitely no real gods, no matter how much it seems like they are definitely writing these characters to be actual literal gods.

I don't 100% know why they are so insistent on this, but I imagine it has something to do with censorship and ratings agencies, or maybe they just don't want to have to establish any actual theology on Runeterra. Volibear isn't the god of storms for real, he's just a super powerful spirit that can create storms in the Freljord, but not all of them, so please don't ask us whether every single thunderstorm in the Freljord was something he did deliberately. That sort of vibe.

To go through them point by point:

Celestials & Aspects

The Celestials are beings like Aurelion Sol and Bard, which exist as cosmic entities operating on levels of power and motivation beyond human understanding. They came into existence with the universe itself, and tend to busy themselves governing various parts of its operation. They are, again not gods (Riot is very insistent on this), but Aurelion Sol literally made every star in the galaxy, he's functionally the progenitor god of Creation.

Some of them, though, like to interfere in the mortal world of Runetera in various ways, and they tend to use mortal vessels to do it. That's where we get Aspects: Aspects are mortals who are chosen by the Celestials that live on Mount Targon to contain their power and be their avatars in the mortal world.

Leona is the Aspect of a Sun celestial, Diana of the Moon celestial, Pantheon is the Aspect of War (or he was, until Aatrox killed it, but he retains access to many of its powers), and Zoe is the Aspect of Twilight, and so on.

Soraka is another Celestial in mortal form, but she is NOT an Ascended. Rather than possess a mortal, she created a mortal body for herself and poured the whole of her being into it, which is causing her body to permanently burn up from the inside while she regenerates it with her magic. She lives on Runeterra and acts as a mysterious mystical wise guide and mentor to mortals who need it.

Ascended & Darkin

Ascended are somewhat similar in kind to the Aspects, but usually lesser in power. The Ascended are also human beings infused with Celestial magic and power, specifically with the power of the Sun, although as far as I know, that power is drawn not from the Celestial of the Sun who empowers Leona, but directly from the physical Sun itself. This means the Ascended aren't possessed by Celestials and retain full free will, at the cost (or let's be real: benefit) of being transformed into furries, which extremely coincidentally just so happen to closely resemble the gods of the Egyptian pantheon. but again, they are definitely not gods, please don't put it in the newspaper that they are gods.

I don't know exactly how canon Riot considers this anymore, but the lore was that the Aspects of Mount Targon gifted the power of Ascension to Shurima in order to produce Ascended that could serve as shock-troops in the war against the Void, which is a swarm of extradimensional horrors that are constantly trying to eat the world. Whatever the case, the Ascended DID fight the Void, and it traumatized and corrupted them so badly that they degenerated into body-horror blood monsters called the Darkin.

The Darkin fell into civil war and it got so bad that The Aspect of Twilight (not Zoe but her predecessor in the role) decided to use some magical trickery to imprison them all in their weapons, which is where they've stayed for a few thousand years, getting even more traumatized and mentally destabilized by the total sensory deprivation and solitary confinement. If any mortal touches a Darkin weapon, it immediately assimilates them and uses their flesh as a new host, and then goes on a killing rampage about it. That's where you get your Aatrox, your Varus and (eventually, once he devours Kayn) your Rhaast.

Gods, Spirits & Demons

This is the category for Ornn, Anivia, Volibear, The Seal Sister and so on. The Freljordian people worship them as gods, but they are, technically, only extremely powerful nature spirits, manifestations of the nature of the Freljord itself, which draw power from the land and to a lesser extent from their worshipers. There are many, many lesser nature spirits, which might be worshiped as gods by particular tribes or hold power over particular areas, but Ornn, Anivia, Volibear, The Seal Sister and the Iron Boar are the most powerful and most widely revered.

On a similar note, Ionia is absolutely choked to the gills with spirits, because those lands are soaked in magic. They are usually not worshiped as gods specifically, but take the shape of everything from dragons to living trees to sprites and will-o-wisps and which roam fairly freely in Ionia. This includes characters like Lillia, who is the daughter of a magical tree of dreams on whose branches the dreams of mortals grow and mature, and it includes Ivern, who is an extremely powerful and ancient nature spirit formed from the soul of a magical tree.

Demons are distinct from spirits, in that rather than drawing on the power of the land or fountains of magic, they draw on the emotions of living things for their powers. The most powerful demons are known as The Ten, who get their power from the most primal emotions that living things feel. Fiddlesticks is the demon of Fear, and Nilah somehow draws her strength from Ashlesh, the Demon of Joy, whom her order has imprisoned. We don't know who the rest of the Ten are yet, but Riot seems to have that worked out somewhere in their internal deep lore.

Swain has a lesser (but still powerful) demon of secrets called Raum bound in his arm through some sort of deal, Evelynn is a demon of anguish and pain, Tahm Kench is a demon of addiction, and Nocturne is a demon of nightmares.

Besides those, there are an untold number of lesser demons, who feed on more and more specific feelings, and thus are less and less powerful because there's simply less of that stuff around to feed on. They are often called Azakana, and may be demons that feed on feelings as niche as, like, noblemen's fear of their extramarital affairs with handsome commoners being discovered. Yone hunts the Azakana and collects their mask, although even he doesn't know quite what for.

Death

This is where we place the Kindred. Technically they are merely Spirits of Death, but more than perhaps any other category of creature, Riot keeps writing them as Literal Gods of death and I don't think it makes sense to think of them any other way.

The Kindred take on many different shapes all across Runeterra, seemingly influenced in large part by the expectations of the people or creatures who are dying, but their most popular visage is that of a Lamb and a Wolf, hunting together. Lamb's merciful arrow ends your life if you accept that your time is up and go gently into that good night, but Wolf hunts you down and rips you to shreds if you resist and fight to your last breath, destiny be damned.

The Kindred are there for every death on Runeterra, they are the mediators (as far as we know) of all forms of death everywhere, and by far the most classically "anthropomorphic embodiment of universal existence" style god in the lore that we know of. Where a god like Anivia only really has power in the Freljord, the Kindred have power everywhere there is life. Only the undead escape them, and even then, only temporarily.

In Conclusion

YES Runeterra has tons of gods, it obviously has gods, you can't walk five feet in that universe without tripping on a god, but they tend to be gods with hard limitations on their power and influence, and rarely have powers on the level of bending reality itself.

Even Aurelion Sol, who literally makes stars, can't snap his fingers and undo causality, for example, or suspend the laws of physics wholesale.

Riot's weird insistence on "no gods in Runeterra" is more of an affectation, a bit of a put-on, than an actual narrative principle, and most of the gods of Runeterra can be understood very comfortably through the lens of various non-Christian religions like Norse or Greek mythology, or the hero/god characters of something like Polynesian myth.

[odekoyma]

In your opinion, what is the best and worst skin for each member of the dream team?

All Sett's skins are relatively good, because he is a newer champ, but I guess theme/design wise Firecracker Sett is his worst in my honest opinion. He isn't bad, he is just one of 20 other Firecracker skins that we have.

I am a simp for Spirit Blossom skinline. Badger Inuyasha and his two buddies definitely take a spot in my heart.

BEWARE OF THE WIZARD HAT MAN! All Kayn mains will agree that this skin is the blandest one, especially when we have other, better ones.

I WAITED FOR BLOOD MOON KAYN. We got Snow Moon, and Blood moon Rhaast and that doesn't make it any worse!

I m-mean... I cannot not mention this skin.... I-....

Well, this one is good! The idea of Zoe having a huge hat instead of her hair is interesting.... it's just, she has better options.

My evil chaotic crazy baby, you were robbed of a great legendary by chickens 😭

YOU SIMPLY CANNOT LOOK UGLY IN GAME WHEN YOUR SPLASHART IS THIS GOOD WHAAAAT--

*Looking at Alune* 👀👀👀

This skin is a pure perfection theme wise, design wise and lore wise. Sassy Phel is the best.

This is not Soraka if she doesn't have her Horn and I cannot see her Hooves. Nope. Don't call this Soraka.

No Legendary can beat this Riot's Magnum Opus of Soraka's skin. Nothing. I can do this same thing with Eve/Ahri/Xayah/Rakan/Aatrox team if you ask me :p

[thedemonlady]

BLOOD MOON FIDDLESTICKS BIO:

A demon of fear and chaos, Fiddlesticks was summoned directly into the mortal realm by Aatrox himself. He craves violence and the taste of blood, driven purely by instinct and compulsion as he tears through Ionia. Other demons follow in his wake, scavenging what remains of his carnage.

[runeterrankhaleesi]

Earl Grey Tea (League of Legends) (A - E)

Aatrox:

(SFW and NSFW) SFW and NSFW Headcanons of Blood Moon Aatrox with a Gender Neutral Demon Omega s/o

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Aatrox having the most Romantic Sex with a Male s/o

Headcanons of Aatrox with a Male s/o who’s finding a way to set him free

Headcanons of Aatrox meeting the Reincarnation of his old Male Lover from Ancient Shurima 

Headcanons of Aatrox with an Easy to Fluster Gender Neutral s/o

Headcanons of Aatrox with a Gender Neutral s/o who Joins him in his Quest to End the World

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Aatrox with a Human s/o

Ahri:

Headcanons of Star guardian Ahri with a Starfighter Male Pilot

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Ahri with a Gender Neutral s/o making Babies

Akali:

Headcanons of Nurse Akali Taking Care of their Gender Neutral Patient Before and After having the Covid-19 vaccine 

Akshan:

Alistair:

Amumu:

Anivia:

Annie:

Aphelios:

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Aphelios

Headcanons of Aphelios Cuddling

Headcanons of Aphelios with a Sick Gender Neutral s/o 

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Aphelios with a Gender Neutral s/o who Enjoys Giving him Head

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Aphelios based on Alphabets [A-P-H-E-L-I-O-S]

Ashe:

Headcanons of Possessive but Caring Ashe with a Female s/o

Aurelion Sol:

Azir:

Bard:

Bel’Veth:

Blitzcrank:

Brand:

Braum:

Caitlyn:

Camille:

Headcanons of Camille Dating

Cassiopeia:

Headcanons of Spirit Blossom Cassiopeia with a Submissive Gender Neutral s/o 

Cho’Gath:

Corki:

Darius:

Headcanons of Darius with a Small and Petite Female s/o 

Scenario of Viego and Darius trying to Make Up with a Gender Neutral Champion after a Match

Headcanons of Darius with a Gender Neutral s/o who is a Bounty Hunter from Bilgewater

Diana:

Headcanons of Diana Cuddling

Headcanons of Diana with a Smol Gender Neutral s/o 

Dr.Mundo:

Headcanons of Dr. Mundo with a Male s/o

Draven:

Headcanons of Darius with a Pregnant s/o

Ekko

Headcanons of Ekko with a Powerful Swordsman 

Elise:

Headcanons of Dating Elise

Evelynn:

Ezreal:

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Ezreal 

(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Ezreal based on Alphabets [E-Z-R-E-A-L]

[zileans-big-cl0ck]

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✧Champions I write for:

Male: Aatrox, Azir, Draven, Graves, Hecarim, Jhin, Kayn, Mordekaiser, Nasus, Pantheon, Pyke, Rakan, Rhaast, Sett, Shen, Swain, Sylas, Talon, Thresh, Varus, Viktor, Yasuo, Yone, Zed.

Female: Ahri, Akali, Bel’veth, Briar, Caitlyn, Camille, Cassiopeia, Evelynn, Gwen, Kai’sa, Kalista, Kayle, Lillia, Lissandra, Miss Fortune, Morgana, Nami, Neeko, Qiyana, Rell, Renata Glasc, Sejuani, Senna, Shyvana, Sona, Soraka, Taliyah, Vayne, Vex, Xayah.

✧Alternative Universes/Skinlines:

AnimaTech

Battle Queens

Crime City Nightmare (with Debonair)

Event Horizon (Dark Stars, Cosmics)

Fallen World

Guardian of the Sands

High Noon Gothic

Moons Of Ionia (Blood Moon & Snow Moon)

Odyssey

PROJECT

PsyOps

Riot Records (Heartsteel, K/DA, Pentakill, True Damage)

Ruination

Sentinels of Light

Soul Fighter

Spirit Blossom

Star Guardian

✧Agents I write for:

Male: Breach, Chamber, Cypher, Gekko, Kay/o, Omen, Phoenix, Sova, Yoru.

Female: Fade, Killjoy, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Vyse.

[mirroroftheworld]

i became deranged and wrote galtrox fanfic hi

alternate ao3 link

none of this was proofread btw since i only write once in a blue moon so wysiwyg

Upon opening his eyes, he was expecting to see red, gray, and black smear and blend together into the suffocating, gratifying haze of evisceration, sword in his hand, bloodied with viscera and brain, as the distant but blood-curdling screams of what few warriors survived his onslaught ringed in his mind, his heart breathlessly searching for a host, any host, to replace his decaying body. He was expecting to see red, gray, and black smear and blend together into the suffocating, gratifying haze of evisceration.

But he had barely regained consciousness before the blinding blue of the sky, completely absent of clouds, invaded his eyesight. He was just barely quick enough to cover his face, but his eyes were already in pain, unfamiliar with the bright colors. Brain finally pieced back together, he realized that he wasn’t supposed to be here. Turning his head, he was greeted with fresh greenery, delicately decorated with flowers, as a cold spring breeze took some of these same flowers with them.

Then he saw a white tail, tracing back to a figure he was sure he’d seen before. He could finally remember - this was the petricite gargoyle, trimmed with pure Demacian gold, sent to deter him from his mission of evisceration. But he wasn’t hostile. He wasn’t even looking - the colossus had his back turned to the Darkin, staring into the nothingness of the sky, perhaps not even aware Aatrox had awoken. Not a single word was spoken or murmured, only the tingles of the breeze preventing the suffocating silence from making its appearance. Then, in response to the sudden headache, Aatrox groaned.

“Oh. Are you awake?” Galio spoke, startling the demon. His voice was quiet, much unlike the booming enthusiasm that greeted Aatrox before their fight. “I was starting to worry you’d never get up.”

Aatrox sat, keeping his back turned just like the colossus kept his, and looked to the other side to find his sword lying next to him, clean, unscathed. He quietly grasped the handle, unsure of what to make of the situation. A minute ago, he was protecting himself from the punches the creature was throwing at him. Now what? Could this be a trap? He couldn’t trust the colossus. Not yet. The flowing silence reigned again for a few moments.

Galio slowly turned his head, looking at the Darkin. “Are you okay? You’re quiet.” Upon being questioned, Aatrox, too, turned his head, staring back at Galio. Something felt wrong. He wasn’t smiling, and there were no signs of… Hostility in his eyes, his voice still so quiet perhaps not even the humans of Demacia could hear them. Aatrox looked past him - They were outside the bounds of the city. There was no army, not a single creature outside besides them. He couldn’t be sure they were completely alone… But he had no proof otherwise. Despite his mind telling him otherwise, he loosened his grip on the sword’s handle.

“... What is this?”

“What is what?”

“Where is your army, beast? Where are your men? How do I trust that you’re not hiding something from me?” Despite his threats of figuring out the trap, he wasn’t tense. His rationality still doubted that he was safe, but there was something - Whatever it was - telling him otherwise. “Do you not intend on fighting me, like you were blurting out before?”

“No.”

… No? Even through his initial claims of waiting decades to finally fight someone his size, his power level, being the most excited he’d ever been… He won’t?

“Why do you spare me, then?”

“... It’s not a fair fight.”

Truth be told, Aatrox felt some offense by that. Why would it not be a fair fight? It was what both of them wanted, was it not? Aatrox wanted - or perhaps required - a fight in search of a new vessel. Galio wanted a fight, the thrill of going one-on-one with a brand new opponent. It just so happened the Darkin was rudely interrupted by the statue coming to life, but this wasn’t something he was willing to turn down. What was not fair? Why was he suddenly so quiet, so gentle? “Is it not the thrill of the kill you seek, colossus? I was right there. You could’ve gotten it.” Aatrox responded, looking at the creature, while he did not.

Galio slowly looked back at Aatrox, though his head was barely visible behind his golden plated wings, a small expression of worry in his face. “Why do you assume I wanted to kill you?”

The question undoubtedly startled him, but it prompted Aatrox to retort. "I have known about your people for years, colossus. You Demacians paint a façade of purity, nobility, righteousness, but kill even your own kin to maintain the status quo. You are bloodthirsty, vicious, to the point you've waged war with your neighbor for years! What would not imply you'd carve out my head as a trophy, as a reminder of Demacia's many triumphs?!"

Galio paused for a moment, completely unmoving, as if all the magic keeping him awake had dissipated in an instant. It wasn't a response he was expecting to get - It wasn't something he liked to think about. But even with his face turned away from him, he could tell the Darkin's true intentions were not that of intimidation, but provocation, an attempt to remove the guise of kindness he thought the colossus wore. He was a monument of war, for centuries brought into bloody battles between Demacia and its opponents - He had the power to bring Aatrox peace, maybe, at last.

But what he said was not the peace Aatrox wanted.

"I didn't want to kill you. I never even thought of killing you…"

The Darkin's heart sank. His hopes of freedom, crushed. He tightened the grip on his sword handle, not in preparation for an attack, but from an overflow of emotions he didn't want to feel. "Why… ?" His voice was rising in a mix of disdain and despair. "Why not?!"

"... Sorry for such an intrusive question, friend… But why do you want to die so much?"

For each word that came out of Galio’s mouth, more and more Aatrox fell into a pool of mixed, horrifying emotions that he couldn’t properly identify - His anger piling up, failing to contain the twisted tears of the disgrace he’d become, the disgrace he couldn’t ever escape no matter how hard he tried, but he felt a warmth he had never felt before. It was far from the warmth of war that engulfed him with each creature he’d slay, each body he possessed, a warmth that foggied his vision and tortured his lungs, it was the warmth of a body… That wouldn’t hurt his. It was the warmth of a hug in the face of depressing news, or an earnest smile trying to cheer up a sad face. It couldn’t save him, it couldn’t break him - But the cracks were forming. Galio finally turned his body to face Aatrox’s, hoping that, if anything, he could prove that he didn’t mean any harm.

Aatrox tried mustering whatever strength he could to open his mouth and speak as his voice became shaky. “Because for every moment I am awake, I am in pain, colossus. As if my lungs were empty and no matter how much I breathed in, no air would enter. Living is as if a thousand swords were thrust into my flesh until I rot. For years. For years. For years. I will stop at nothing to finally have this pain end, even if I have to take the world with me.”

Galio flinched, holding his own hands together. Of all things he was expecting to hear, none of them could possibly encompass what he’d just heard. “You really are willing to kill others just to… Die?”

“Anything for peace. Whatever it takes, as long as my eternal rest comes.”

Galio’s face morphed into a frown of unease, worried for the Darkin, even if Aatrox wished otherwise. He tried so hard to think about something to say in return, searching for any words of encouragement, or perhaps even just to convince him to leave Demacia’s outer borders. But nothing came. His distress failing to turn into anything meaningful, he could only sit there and stare at the ground, ashamed of himself, as the breeze once again engulfed them both, the silence seemingly tearing open a rift between the two - The only other sound heard being muffled tears.

After about a minute, quiet footsteps were heard, as Galio moved closer to Aatrox, still keeping his distance trying to respect Aatrox’s boundaries. He looked at the Darkin, not so successfully trying to hide his face from the colossus’ view, then looked to the distance. “I know this isn’t anywhere near what you go through, but… Uh…” He stuttered and snapped his fingers, trying to find the correct words. “I fall asleep when there’s no magic nearby. Strong enough magic, that is… I can see still, but everything’s hazy and going at speeds I can’t really comprehend. By the time I wake up, the humans and animals I grew attached to are already dead, and new ones take their place. I think the last time I was awake like this was maybe… I guess more than 50 years ago? Which is, uhm, a lot less than usual for me-”

“I can trade my life for your sleep. You get to stay awake anytime you want. Speak to the humans you want. Watch the creatures you want. I finally reach the end I want.”

“I would never accept that.”

“Why not? Why would you not?! All you have told me is that you want to be able to stay awake for longer periods of time, colossus. I can give you that, some way, somehow. You can give me your sleep. Is it not a fair trade?”

“No! … N-no. I wouldn’t do that. I think your life is as worth protecting as the little people I protect. I can’t forgive myself for any death that happens…”

“It just doesn’t make sense to me.” The Darkin said, wiping his tear-soaked cheeks. “Why do I matter to you? You haven’t given me the answer yet. You don’t know me, much like I don’t know you. Why does such a glorious creature basked in gold such as you… Seem so willing to protect me and my grotesque existence? You speak a thousand words, yet you don’t explain even one of them.”

“I don’t… Know, exactly, uhm… It’s just a feeling I had. A gut feeling, I think they say? I thought at first that you were finally the first fair fight I’d gotten in years, but it… I guess, you… Felt off. Hm…” Galio looked briefly at Aatrox before his eyes darted to the sword laying in his lap. “That. I think I saw that.”

Upon noticing that Galio was pointing directly at the pulsating heart on his sword, it was as if a switch had flicked in Aatrox’s mind. He felt exposed, naked, now wondering if maybe, just maybe, the colossus knew something that he shouldn’t - That the sword was not a mere object to be held, but the real form of the Darkin, unmoving and unfeeling, but read like a book by the statue beside it.

“I saw it, and then I saw the glow in your chest, and I felt… Wrong for trying to harm you. Does any of this make sense? As if the sword were you. I had no doubt that the mages that brought me into the battlefield would want me to destroy it, it was dangerous after all, but I didn’t want to. So I just didn’t.”

Aatrox chuckled quietly, seemingly in amusement, but in actuality, he felt unsettled. “As if the sword were me… Of all possible things that convince you not to fight me, that was it? What a pathetic excuse. You should have spared your time and kept going instead.”

“I know. They’d want that out of me too. But I still didn’t. And, uhm… Ah. I’m glad I didn’t.” A heartfelt smile developed on Galio’s face, trying once again to convince Aatrox that he meant as well as possible. Aatrox, on the other hand, finally broke, the sorrowful expression in his face melting away into one of… Surprise, as once again he could feel the same warmth from before engulfing him, but not choking. It was… Pleasant, perhaps, even if he couldn’t quite understand what was going on, or why the gargoyle treated him the way he did. Nobody was ever compassionate to him. If he couldn’t be so to himself, why would anyone else?

For once he couldn’t feel the pain. For once, he could breathe. This was, most likely, just temporary. But he couldn’t feel them. He could only stare into the distance, as did the gargoyle, both of them for the first time truly admiring the scenery upon them - There was nobody else beside them. The birds strayed away, so there was no chirping. The forest of trees, even for their size, were small, distant. Perhaps this was all that Aatrox needed for the time being.

“Your army of soldiers… Where are they now?”

“Ah! Hm… They left.”

“I can tell. But why?”

“Don’t you remember… ? Oh, right, you… Went unconscious. I couldn’t tell what happened exactly, but I think the mages in charge of me tried taking matters into their own hands once I stopped fighting.”

“They just let you stop fighting? And tried to fight me? Ha, how… Hilarious. That isn’t the first time it’s happened to me.” He tried holding it in, but a short, barely audible chuckle left Aatrox’s mouth. Galio noticed it, and let out a smile in return.

“They gave up a little bit afterwards. I had to convince them almost by force to leave. Turns out you had more magic than all of them combined, so no attempts at shutting me up would work. I’ve been here since, waiting for you to wake up.”

“...”

“I know it’s weird, but I felt wrong leaving you all alone, even if they couldn’t do anything to you. It seems now I judged correctly… You seem to be in a good mood, aren’t you?”

“Good mood… I don’t know. I don’t remember this feeling. You could probably call it so, but I have no answer.”

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. … Do you intend on simply… Staying here? Don’t you have your own people to protect?”

“I don’t know if it bothers you, but… Yeah, I’ll stay for a while longer. You’re fine to think it sounds weird, but I enjoy your company just as much as I enjoyed talking to you, even if it wasn’t a pleasant conversation most of the time.”

“Would you rather this over our fight?”

“Protecting people is more important to me than a good fight, you know. I can’t forgive myself when I fail to protect someone. What good is it fighting someone my size… If I am surrounded by the corpses of my people?”

“I see.”

One more time, they’d gone quiet. Subconsciously, Aatrox hoped Galio would speak again. His voice was… Soothing. But he knew that they didn’t need any more words for now. Though he had just awoken, a sudden tiredness took hold of him. He let go of the sword, setting it by his side, and laid on the ground, flowers surrounding him. Suddenly, the blue color of the sky didn’t hurt his eyes. It was welcome, even if they quickly blended into a black. There was no sound. He didn’t need any.

… Though, not too long after, he felt the rumble of footsteps again, and once again a rumble just behind him, as something quietly, softly picked up his head and laid it on what felt like… A lap. It was weird, perhaps, seeing as nobody had ever done that to him. But he knew who did it. He knew why he did it. This was one more sign of tenderness, kindness, a feeling he was finally starting to understand.

He would have to leave soon. He couldn’t stay for long, even if he wished so, because his rotting body said otherwise. The suffocation, the torture, the relentless pain, they would all come back soon. But maybe it’s better to ignore it for now. This could possibly never happen again. He had to savor it.

This place wasn’t home.

But he was safe.

[soulsilencer]

aatrox for the ask game!

Aatrox my friend.

Design: I loove his design, his old one before the rework was kind of meh to me but I love the rework vibe they've got going on with him. I've got nothing to say other than that I like him a lot.

Gameplay: That said about the design I absolutely despise his gameplay, he's. extremely broken and probably the third top laner I hate laning against the most. He is kinda fun to play at least.

Mastery level: A surprising M3.

Skins: Only got Victorious which was kinda controversial on release, but I think it's okay. Favorite one is split between Lunar Eclipse and Blood Moon cause I'm 🏳️‍🌈

1 like 1 dislike: His champion theme music is SO good. For dislikes I can't think of anything else other than how OP he is and I talked about it above so nothing else.

Ship: My mutual @/mirroroftheworld does awesome Aatrox/Galio art, it got me to really like the ship.

[wardens-art]

A collection of my alternative versions of ulting BM Aatrox

1st is an old unfinished wip, 2nd is the newest version, 3rd includes his more feral version with a third eye but i forgot to sketch his golden tattoos

[league-of-skins]

Aatrox, the Darkin Blade

League of Legends

Original Aatrox

Justicar Aatrox

Mecha Aatrox

Sea Hunter Aatrox

Blood Moon Aatrox

Prestige Blood Moon Aatrox

Victorious Aatrox

Odyssey Aatrox

Lunar Eclipse Aatrox

DRX Aatrox

Prestige DRX Aatrox

Primordian Aatrox

Wild Rift

Original Aatrox

Blood Moon Aatrox

Shan Hai Scrolls Aatrox

Mecha Aatrox

Dragon Lantern Aatrox

Prestige Select Dragon Lantern Aatrox

Legends of Runeterra

Original Aatrox

Lunar Eclipse Aatrox

[lida-leeda]

It was a fun year🌱🦋

[kiseikis]

#LEAGUE OF LEGENDS ! aatrox, the darkin blade.

champion + my favourite skin of theirs | aatrox!

blood moon aatrox is absolutely gorgeous, don’t you think?

[slavhew]

Slavtrox commission for @death-warden , who generously pitched in to help me get a game I really wanted x) Tysm again!