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dre1mp1r1site · 3 months

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Gyatt damn you stupid ahh bitch stfu you have no damn Rizz you are COMPLETLY Mid, get your Huggy Wuggy goofy ahh looking gyatt outta here, go back to the Digital Circus with your 27/84 plus 97 bozy Grimace Shake in Pizza Tower. You got no Edge. Goony Goofy ahh Sus Sussy Baka Impostor ima bout to eject your goofy mf ahh no Rizz no sigma L + ratio. Ligma balls not poggers Griddyin on your grave. Hitting the griddy with BanBan and Rainbow Friends on your gave. Always over there fapping and yapping on damn roblox. I'm the rizzler here stupid ahh goofy lookin, I'm going fanum tax on your ass. Chat, is this Real? Because this bitch ass don't know who I am. Opp. No bitches. So unskibiti. I bet ur from Ohio dumbahh Jumbo Josh. You bad ass Banban frum Rainbow Friends Smurf Cat on your grave Chat is this real, cuz this bitch ass is about to commit boybortion broskie ain't no alpha male Chug Jug Loot Lake bros a pibby glitch negitive what the sigma mf dead ass gacha heat aming us rizzler pass that shit bruh you toothless gumdrop💀☠️ 🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓 Broski lookin like the Nerd emoji erm akcutally sounds like a skill issue go boybkrtion urself your so unskibiti that's so uncanny you unaigma Preppy heinsburg lookin ass bro spawned in from the deepest dephs of Ohio that there could ever be 💀 💀 ☠️ ☠️ stupid ahh Boomer ain't rven bussin bussin bruh what the sigma is wrong with you you Preppy pibby glitch P go content farm yourself hitting thr jizzy on your body 😷 you're giving dead dog 🐕 and not the alpha sigma make kind you Fatherless omega. Nobody not even a sheep from Loot Lake would smash you bruh you and your goofy ahh dumbah lookin stupid face gtfo bruh you aren't even real Nerd. Your words are all cap 🧢🧢 just like your dad (I fucked him bozo) you can't even mew right your bitch ass can't do nothing right 🤫 🧏 go fuck yourself bro got no Lore this Fatherless bitch L + Ratio + what is this + L + ratio + wrong + get a job + unfunny + you fell off + never liked you anyway + cope + ur allergic to gluten + don't care + cringe ur a kid + literally shut the fuck up + galileo did it better + your avi was made in MS Excel + ur bf is kinda ugly + i have more subscribers + owned + ur a toddler + reverse double take back + u sleep in a different bedroom from your wife + get rekt + i said it better + u smell + copy + who asked + dead game + seethe + ur a coward + stay mad + you main yuumi + aired + you drive a fiat 500 + the hood watches xqc now + yo mama + ok + currently listening to rizzle kicks without u. plus ur mind numbingly stupid plus ur voice is ronald mcdonald. Ur so unskibiti ain't evena rizzly bear never my pookie dumbass 69696969 so you can go to bed little kid cry about it. YOU CAN'T RIZZ FOR YOUR LIFE YOU OMEGA NON ALPHA‼️‼️🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺

-Unpleasant

"Get out of your cringe aura, its 2024."

"..."

"You definitely wasted your time to not get a single reaction out of me."

25/100 14/1000 1/30

#regretevator #regretavator #regretevator rp #regretevator rp blog #regretevator ask blog #regretevator folly #folly's answers

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1nf3ct3d-x3 · 4 months

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G00D G0D WH4T TH3 H3LL 15 TH4444T

#regretevator #roblox regretevator #infected regretevator #kasper regretevator #regretevator infected #regretevator kasper #ask blog #asks open #send asks

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pitgritted · 1 year

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❛ ... and that's all i can remember . ❜ anxiously does index finger slide back-and-forth along the curve of his drink as he cups it with both hands . daylight is quickly fading , bathing the white-haired man's edges in golden glow as he sits with eyes lowered into his coffee . his pensive visage reflects in the richness that is its colour , and as he looks into it , the mixture of familiarity and unfamiliarity disarms him . it would appear that he is this cafe's last customer of the day . to call him a ' customer ' however , would perhaps be inaccurate — he is grateful that of all people to happen upon him while unconscious , it is one that doesn't seem to bear any ill intent ... although ... there is something that bothers him .

❛ i do have a question , though . ❜ he lifts his head , and when his gaze connects with the owner's , there is a certain endlessness to the blue of his eyes . ❛ ——— do you ... usually not wear a shirt ? ❜

meow coffee had its regulars . young &. old — patrons that come in are restless from a day’s work &. seek comfort in the felines that sit around the vicinity . he was the boss of this place , got merriment providing his customers with drinks to satiate cravings , whether bitter or full of sugar . sett’s eyes drift to the clock mounted abreast of him , a soft hum leaves his gullet . yuumi had already taken her leave , as did luxanna . although she was tasked cleaning the place , sett typically took the brunt of the work . to avoid her getting injured in every conceivable way . he was the last staff member here &. just so happens he has a customer that isn’t familiar to him . a new face . sett doesn’t typically get into short conversations , kept to himself behind the counter while he did his handiwork .

his ears flex forward , then his golden hues flit up from the glass he idly spent cleaning . come to think of it —- there was probably cat’s hair stringing around somewhere . he was sure of it . the boss clicks his teeth at the man’s inquiry , “ ‘yer pretty eyes are workin’ . yeah … i don’t . must be the new rookie to this side of town — i get real passionate about my work ; don’t need to be makin’ a mess . ” he comments , his voice full of rasped bass . he was honest . he wasn’t ashamed of this aspect . new people tend to get caught staring , usually it’s the few who demand for a manager for uniformed procedures — luck was too quickly spent when he’s the one informed . sett shrugs , setting his glass down when he finished polishing the curved edges .

“ trust you ain’t gonna get ‘yerself knocked out here . well … from above anyway . ”

#windchaser #𓆰ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀? 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀. 〞 — 𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 : MESSAGE TO THE BOSS.#𓆰 ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲… 〞 — 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 : SETT THE BOSS.#sett ic.#answered.#valoran town beloved

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mapleliaf108 · 1 year

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My fanart by EDG Finally finished fuf

#LeagueOfLegendsFanArt #RIOT #ChampionsLeague #Zoe #Viego #Graves #Aphelios #Yuumi

#league of legends #league of legend art #viego lol #yuumi league of legends #yuumi lol #graves league of legends #ChampionsLeague #zoe lol #league of legend cosplay #edgy icons #riot girl

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livikattt · 2 years

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daily fun but useless ppau fact #14

i missed yesterday but this time i just pretend it do not happen so here's where every fic/chapter title came from

think you're dreaming of greatness: Take Over

it's time for a new empire: Phoenix

one day you'll wish you hadn't: Burn It All Down, chapter titles: wish (soraka r), you and me (yuumi w), end of the line (graves something or other), moonlight vigil (aphelios r), and harrowed path (viego e)

counting failures (you can't let them go): Edge of Infinity (the LEC one)

let the shadows take hold: Aphelios, the Weapon of the Faithful

the light we share: Burning Bright, chapter titles: a taste of destiny you're searching for (Awaken), light the way (Zeri, the Spark of Zaun)

gone in a flash before our time: Burning Bright

there's no crown for losing: MAD vs G2 rap battle

someday both of us are leaving here: Everything Goes On, chapter titles: like it's destiny (mediocre rap battle of the lec) (ive given up on capitalization), let's pretend a little longer (everything goes on), every time you bleed (legends never die), it's never over (awakened), chasing whispers (i'll find a way), these walls come tumbling down (guns for hire), while I'm by your side (everything goes on)

every time i close my eyes (a little less of you remains): I'll Find a Way, chapter titles: fate's call (kalista r), broken wings (riven whateverthefuck)

brute force and style combine: Here Comes Vi

dont ask me what run away from the faith is from 'cause idk arya chose it

#ppau #ppau fun facts #fun fact aryasage killed my grandfather #i mean what hahahaha arya would never

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bandlecitypride-blog · 8 months

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"That thing is so noisy!" From Yuumi @piranhasbreath

Rumble peered over the edge of his mech’s cockpit with a scoff. “That’s the point, furball. Gotta make em’ know that I’m coming and they should get outta my way.”

#piranhasbreath #yuumi #rumble #league of legends rp #lol rp #ask #rp

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aurelion-solar · 1 year

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LPL 10-Year Anniversary "Tenfold Triumph" Chroma Icons:

Obsidian Dragon Sett

High Noon Lucian

EDG Yuumi & Zoe

FPX Malphite

iG Kai'Sa, LeBlanc & Fiora

Poro Rider Sejuani

Soulstealer Vayne

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thetoxicgamer · 1 year

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New League of Legends chromas have surfaced, but we can’t have them

The LPL has long been one of League of Legends‘ most competitive regions, with the MOBA‘s premier tournaments having been dominated by the likes of FunPlus Phoenix, Invictus Gaming, and Edward Gaming in recent years. As the LPL approaches its ten-year anniversary, some new LoL chromas have popped up ahead of time, but it looks like Western players can’t add them to their cosmetic arsenal. First spotted by LoL Context-Chan on Twitter, the chromas are absolutely stunning. Dedicated to ten of the tournament’s most decorated players, there are chromas for Fiora, Kai’Sa, LeBlanc, Lucian, Malphite, Sejuani, Sett, Twisted Fate, Yuumi, and Zoe. Of course, these spread like wildfire, but the caveat is that LoL Context-Chan claims that they are “only CN server,” meaning that it’s likely they won’t be released in the West. I read that, and honestly I could have cried – just look at that LeBlanc skin, or the Vayne one. And, these come right off of the back of Legends of Runeterra getting an exclusive Coven Janna skin. I’m so done. A list of League of Legends skins on the Chinese server that celebrate 10 years of the LOLIt’s not the first time that we’ve seen Chinese-exclusive chromas, including the absolutely stunning Rose Quartz ones. Given the LPL is obviously China’s league, it makes sense that these Chromas would be confined to that server, but it does also have a huge international viewership, too. I run IG Rakan all the time – in fact, it’s probably my favorite Rakan skin. I also love IG LeBlanc and EDG Viego, and see IG Kai’Sa and Camille played pretty frequently. I’m sure these chromas would do well in the West, so please, pretty please Riot, let us have them? While I wait with bated breath, there are a whole lot of new League of Legends skins on the horizon – including the absolutely gorgeous La Ilusión looks – for me to splash the cash on. There’s also some new League of Legends Mythic shop skins accompanying League of Legends patch 13.18, too, including a gorgeous new look for Taliyah. Read the full article

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scrapclad · 2 years

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A New Purpose

Deep breath in, then out. Be brave.

Words repeated internally as old bandages are slowly unravelled, dried in blood and dirt tugging at the matted fur and flesh beneath as it peels away. The pain is dull, but enough to set Rumble on edge as he works, his arms trembling through the entirety of the process. It wasn’t pleasant, but it needed to be done if he wished to avoid an infection – Yuumi’s treatments served well to remove the immediate threat of the wounds riddling his stomach and torso, but extra steps still needed to be taken to ensure his safety.

What a pain. How he hated being like this. Another stupid risk taken, another set of scars to add to his collection. As once white fabric lifts free from his body and the extent of the damage is revealed, his eyes can’t help but drift to those very same scars. The cuts the doctor had oh so kindly left him in his attempts to strip away the flesh from bone.

The night he became the man he is today.

A flash of crimson, and suddenly he can feel it all again clear as day. The burning of the blade as it lifted her flesh. The draining of his strength with each struggling step she took, desperately scrambling through copper-addled streets and chem-filled alleyways. Panic and fear, not knowing if that day was to be her last. How was it that she survived that night...? Fingers tighten on the fresh cloth he’d prepared to replace the old, and as he sets to work, he allows his mind to wander once more down the rivers of time, and a life he’d long since considered dead.

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Gentle rattling of gears and chains would be the first sounds that fade in from the haze of silence, abruptly interrupted by a gasp for breath as Ginnie jolts upright. She was alone, propped up against the elevator’s console, her lower body and legs a grotty mess of dried yordle blood and sweat. Pain echoes through her every breath, shaking down the length of her spine, her chest shuddering with each wheeze. Alive. Fucking hell, she’s alive. And from the looks of it, she’d evaded those seedy bastards and was on her way to the surface.

A claw raises up to pinch her sapphire brow, her face scrunching up as she tries to focus. Her mind races – it all felt like a horrible nightmare. And yet, the wounds, still aching and oozing precious life fluid, confirmed that it was far from that. How the hell had she survived? Vague images of a claw reaching out for the lever to pull and send her on her way were there, but… Whether or not she’d managed to reach it or had the strength to do so was harder to say. Forget it. Just breathe. In, and out. As the rusty contraption she rests within climbs the line towards the upper city, the chemicals in the air thin. Fresher, free of smog and smoke. It’s enough to grant her the strength to calm the panic and fight off the questions for now. Plenty of time to mull it over later. Priorities were obvious – close the wounds, then get the HELL out of this dump.

Easier said than done, she’d think to herself. Alright, what have we got to work with, here? With a grimace and a grunt of effort, her tiny, fragile body shifts to allow her to look around the suspended pod. A small pile of metal pieces in the corner, no doubt left from a worker performing regular maintenance, and fragments of a broken bottle from a brawl that ended poorly for one party. Nothing of use. Damn it all.

A fang squeezes her lip, trying to fight back the setting in dread. Think, Ginnie. Improvise. It’s what you’re good at!

The pod shudders suddenly, passing a checkpoint. The motion causes her to let out a yelp of pain, only for the sound to be drowned out by a sudden outpour of steam from a pipe to her left. The noise causes her ears to flatten for just a moment, and an eye to close in a wince. As the pressure is lost, and the vapour torrent turns to a light hiss, her expression shifts. Opportunity, if she has the nerve to seize it. She could feel the heat of the copper surface from here. Just a few moments of contact, that’d be all that’s needed.

Deep breath in, then out. Be brave.

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With one claw gingerly rested against her side, cautious eyes peer out from the alley she’d tucked herself into to rest after such an ordeal. She could still feel the white-hot metal warping her flesh, and her throat was ripped raw from the screams that had left her. Limitations bred creative solutions, but this was a new level of risk even for her. Still, at least the bleeding had stopped, and with that, her chances of survival could only grow from here. Just needed to secure a ride out. Such a need had drawn her to the outskirts of Piltover itself – a city she’d sworn she’d never step foot in again following the incident at the University. But needs must, and if this was a steppingstone to escape the clutches of that mad bastard and his money-grubbing cronies, it was worth taking.

As ever, the streets were abuzz with activity. The coming and going of supplies from all across Runeterra, documented, stamped and pushed through fifteen layers of bureaucratic bullshit. Young workers removing crates from the belly of the ship, sharing laughter and ribbing their stern superiors, who barely raise uninterested eyes from what was no doubt the hundredth form they’d filled out today. All the while, just beyond the main dock, dithering nobles waffled on and on – ‘had you heard that what’s her face had dared to show up in those shoes with that top’? The yordle can’t help but scoff, her blood boiling as she takes it all in.

A people oblivious to the world around them, the bones and pain they’d built their perfect little city on. Never struggling for a moment in their lives, not having to fear where the next paycheck comes from or worry for their lives. Content to live above a safety net of familial ties, blissful ignorance and barely hidden apathy. Bastards, the lot of ‘em.

The small figure dips back into the alley once more, gritting her teeth and clenching a shaking fist before herself. None of them had a clue what the hell it was like down there, nor what she’d been through. All that pain, all that fighting, and they were up here just... Thriving. She had to show them, one day. To make them understand what it meant when all those conveniences were stripped away, and they had to work for comforts and survival.

One day. For now, she had to focus. Bide her time. A few minutes pass, and then, a whistle would mark her chance to make a move – one of the workers piping up and yelling out confirmation that the last of the cargo had been removed, and the ship was okay to depart for Noxus. Taking a moment to steel herself, she ducks down and rushes out into the open. Her small size, for one of the only times in her life, proved to be an asset as she staggers forth and ducks behind the shipping crates left on the dock. Each movement riddles her body with pain, but she pushes it back, the anger and hatred for the humans she’d seen proving the perfect fuel to carry her to the side of the airship.

Were she in a better mindset and had a moment to take it all in, she’d be in awe at the construction – a beautifully ornate wooden craft, trimmed with golden frame and carried by the undoubtable might of Hextech. But as her claws dig into the hull and she scurries up the side, all she can think about is how close she is to freedom. She had no idea what awaited her in Noxus, having only heard the name briefly mentioned in hearsay and stories. All that mattered that it was away from here. Gripping onto the frame of one of the ship’s portholes, she pulls with the last of her strength. Up, and over, she tumbles into the darkness within with a shriek, the impact kicking up dust and leaving her a trembling mess on the floor.

Tired. Frustrated. Hurt. Her arms draw in around herself, tucking her legs into a ball as she coughs and hacks up the fusty air that she’d accidentally sucked in from the impact. Today was the worst.

There’s a shudder from the depths of the mighty vessel, the sound of the engine roaring to life. It’s a heavenly sound, one that announces the beginning of her departure from Piltover and Zaun, to a land completely new. Free from any links to the past she had here. Free from the judgemental eyes of the nobles above, and the hungry claws of the twisted crooks beneath. And most of all… Free from herself.

Heh. ‘Herself’. That alone was new territory. It wasn’t that anymore, was it? That bastard doctor may have tried to take the flesh, but he’d at least held up his side of the deal. The yordle’s body, mangled and maimed, was also altered forever. ‘Ginnie’ was no more, replaced with something new. Something different, exciting. This new yordle could be whoever they wanted to be, rather than being what others had decided for them.

In this alien land of crimson banners and cold steel, they’d make a name for themselves. One they could hold with pride, and use to change the world - to ensure that no yordle ever faced the pain they’d faced this day. That was their promise.

A staggered breath as the final bandage is drawn tight, pressing down against a lightly weeping wound – the feeling just enough to draw Rumble from the depths of his memories back to the workshop once again. He stares at the pale white surface for a moment, his heart tightening in his chest as it all comes back to him. The name that he’d made for himself, the person he’d become since that day.

Was it someone he could be proud of? Or did he still have to live up to the promise he’d made to Ginnie, before she vanished for good?

It’s a thought that draws out a long and tired sigh from the pilot. It was complicated, and he still had a lot of work left to do before the changes he’d planned for Zaun and Piltover could be put into action. For now, he had an upgrade to work on, and a mech to finish. Tristy, and the Bloodpits of Noxus, called for him once again.

No time to be wasted in the past. He had a future to forge, after all.

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