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12:54am Setembro 17, 2014
brazilwonders:

(by Arte Destrutiva)

brazilwonders:

(by Arte Destrutiva)

12:54am Setembro 17, 2014
12:35am Setembro 17, 2014

roachpatrol:

tastefullyoffensive:

Science Penguin [x]

i enjoy that every single human’s reaction to penguin is unrestrained delight

6:50pm Setembro 16, 2014

kumagawa:

u right tho..white privilege just some tumblr bullshit..def. not applicable in the real world..damn

4:06pm Setembro 16, 2014
chocosarusrex asked: o~o your Viktor fanart is amazing, and I love your TFxGraves works :D I can't ever find enough of either of them X3

jaeun90:

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You so very kind!!!X3
8:23am Setembro 16, 2014
cheschirebacon:

"A chocochip frapê please. Name is Malcolm"

cheschirebacon:

"A chocochip frapê please. Name is Malcolm"

8:13am Setembro 16, 2014
12:27am Setembro 16, 2014
juhaihai:


Ashe x Tryndamere. Genderbend.

For the people who asked for an Ashe genderbend. I think I might have put way too much effort on this one = v =;; Anyway, expect a Diana genderbend sketch sometime soon~

juhaihai:

Ashe x Tryndamere. Genderbend.

For the people who asked for an Ashe genderbend. I think I might have put way too much effort on this one = v =;; Anyway, expect a Diana genderbend sketch sometime soon~

12:23am Setembro 16, 2014

cheschirebacon:

Some of my League OCs sketches, showing a bit more of their personality. Also, i changed Zelos hair a “bit”

12:21am Setembro 16, 2014
Anônimo asked: After working with Sona for many years Mordekaiser works up courage to share his feelings, despite his malevolent nature.

leagueoffics:

Ever since the first time he witnessed Sona tear Karthus to shreds with nothing but the sounds of her etwahl, Mordekaiser felt something stirring inside of his metal chest. Not love, of course. Nothing as weak or sentimental as that. But when he went out wreaking havoc on the poor, unsuspecting masses, it just didn’t seem as fulfilling as it used to. And the death wails of the damned rang hollow when he drew them out by himself. He knew that until he had Sona by his side, he would never be the malevolent terror that he was made to be. And after weeks of awkward shifting and fruitless throat clearing, he was finally ready to say so.

He decided to do it right before a Pentakill show when everyone was feeling their most bloodthirsty. There could be no better time. “Listen up! I’ve got something to say!” Morde said, jumping up on to the table with a loud clank. He extended his arm and pointed at Sona, making her stop short right before she chugged down her third, pre-show Elixir of Brilliance. “Sona, you are the deadliest, most metal woman I’ve ever met. I’ll never be satisfied until you agree to lead my armies by my side, and I won’t take no for an answer! So, will you join me, or be crushed?”

Nailed it.

But instead of swooning at Mordekaiser impressive display of manliness the way Olaf said she would, Sona tossed the elixir over her shoulder and summoned her etwahl with a flick of her wrist. She gave him an evil grin before plucking a single string with her fingertip, sending a chilling note through the room. That is the moment Morde realized that he fucked up. He turned on his heel and jumped off of the table, running to retrieve his ax, but before he could take another step a blast of sound sent him flying across the room and into a wall. He landed on his helmet and groaned in pain as the multiple, upside-down Sonas danced around the room. She extended her arm, her fingers clenched and thumb pointing to the side before slowly, deliberately, turning it down.

She didn’t have to speak for the resounding “No” to ring through Morde’s skull. But at least this did confirm one other thing. It was definitely love.