A few of the snippets I have written during the previous year. Some of them are humorous PM replies, others are shipping experiments or spontaneous ideas I wanted to write before I forgot about them. Some of them are just story ideas I didn't like enough to serialize or expand further.
How to bring characters together. Yuri Shipping.
It was a normal day at the Demacian market. The merchants were yelling the names and the prices of their wares, couples were browsing through stalls with jewelry and trinkets, and the majority of the Demacian champions were having a pretty good time just walking around this colorful parade of scents, spectacles and sounds. Until...!
"Everyone freeze!" Suddenly shouts a familiar Zaunite troublemaker as Jinx jumps on top of a pottery stall and kicks the fragile goods away. Loud murmuring rises from the direction of the startled wandering citizens as Jinx places both of her palms near her mouth and continues her crazy and eccentric antics.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You are all a wonderful audience," The blue-haired woman giggles as she stuffs a hand inside her pocket, before pulling out a pink detonator. "And nooow, ladieees and gentlemen! I would like to direct your attention to this here rosy thingy!"
A few armored city guards slowly start approaching the Zaunite lunatic with dark expressions marring their faces and spears held threateningly in their hands.
"No, no, no! You don't want to scare me with your shiny and sharp-looking spears, you sillies!" Mockingly exclaims the widely grinning Zaunite lunatic. "Because if you do so, I might accidentally push this teeny-weenie button here that will make the biggest pet shop in all of Demacia go boom in a second! Think of all those poor drooling puppies!"
The guardsmen take a quick step back after hearing that dreadful declaration coming from the grinning lips of the unhinged Loose Cannon. The vast collective of the Demacian citizens that are present, gasp and cover their mouths in sheer horror. Everybody loves puppies and free ice-cream, after all. Lux gasps too from between Vayne and Sona, unwittingly drawing the female psycho's attention.
"Well, hello to you too, Screamy Lady. You know, you look a lot taller in the League matches." Jinx offers the blonde light mage an insane smile, before her twinkling eyes rove over to Vayne, and spot Shauna's cold crimson glare pointed at her. "Gloomy-pants! I didn't know you liked marketplaces! Why, we could visit one together some time and have fun shooting prizes and running things! Would you like that Gloomsy?"
Jinx's smile then turns predatory as the psychopath's gaze darts mischievously between Luxanna Crownguard and the always moody Night Hunter. "Kiss each other!" The Loose Cannon grins as the attention of the Demacian citizens turns towards their currently stunned female representatives. "Gloomy-pants, go suck face with Screamy lady over there or the poor little puppies go boom!" Smiles the terrorist.
Teemo as a Sheriff, carrying a rifle and acting like a detective-cowboy
"You're a long way from Zaun, sister." The gruff yordle mutters with a gaze as hard as steel, small furry fingers absentmindedly tapping against the handle of the hex-tech rifle that's pointed towards the pink-haired vagabond's face.
Both the renown Sheriff of Furover and the injured vigilante known as Vi remain quiet for a few tense moments. Sizing each other up with stiff, rigid shoulders and visages twisted into dark frowns.
And it is only around five minutes later when Vi has lost far too much blood to be able to stand up and the sirens of the approaching police cars and ambulances shred the cold midnight air like red and blue descending knives, that the short yordle Sheriff finally decides to lower his barrel reluctantly.
"Whatchu doing in my city, lassie?" Teemo questions the wounded criminal as his brown eyebrows furrow in deep thought. But Vi refuses to answer and the cunning yordle merely scowls at her as his army of deputies practically fly out of their screeching vehicles. Quinn literary flies out of her police cruiser.
The Sheriff of Furover sighs, fishing inside the pockets of his purple dress for his smokes while his fellow police officers proceed to handcuff Vi and then lead her towards a medic.
Teemo's eyes remain distant, solemn, as the first tendrils of white smoke slowly escape from the brave yordle's lit cigarette. The sheriff's cold glare then moves across the now crowded tunnel, calm eyes observing the crimson puddles of Vi's still warm blood pooling over the floor. The discarded gauntlets that had recently aided the brash pinkette in saving the lives of those poor trapped miners…
Teemo takes a deep breath and then sighs before throwing away his fag with a pained grimace. The righteous Sheriff of Furover then turns his back on the burning paper cylinder and the collapsed diamond mines. He starts walking towards the handcuffed woman. Slowly, seethingly, dramatically. The Sheriff's skirt wavers gently in the cold autumn air.
Behind Teemo, the bulky, white title of the show, Fur and Order starts appearing above the walking silhouette of the gruff brave yordle, reflecting the red and blue lights of the parked vehicles emergency beacons for a moment or two. Then the lights slowly vanish and the camera fades out. Only the title remains before it too disappears to the sound of a distant gunshot.
Further plot.
Teemo then is tasked with protecting a Zaunite immigrant that has knowledge of dangerous wind magic, and so our hero starts living together with Vi and Janna (the latter is in protective custody) and Vi gets jealous but won't admit it when Teemo and Janna start interacting with each other. Teemo being a professional and treating Janna better than Vi since he hasn't warmed up to his new partner yet. Janna, coming from Zaun and having very few chances of interacting with normal people in the past enjoys her short talks with the gruff furry detective. She starts asking Vi about Teemo and his mysterious past. Vi gets annoyed since she doesn't know much about the Sheriff either, and Janna's sudden interest in what she considers a black-hearted bastard gets on the pinkette's nerves.
The three champions live and learn to work together to solve cases while their feelings for each other strengthen and blossom like Zyra's favorite lilies.
Not your cliché defeated damsel ending. Mature content warning.
"Please, Teemo!" A defeated and chained Kayle asks whilst eyeing the small army of naked Teemo clones fearfully. "Please, don't tickle my sensitive wings anymore." The exhausted angel begs with glistering blue orbs, "And I will do anything for you in exchange."
The dark smile marring the powerful yordle's visage widens as the twelve nude Teemo clones slowly approach the frightened chained celestial.
"Anything, you say? Is that really true, dove?" The Swift Scout asks and Kayle can only gulp before nodding her head in dreading acceptance.
...
"Huff, huff, huff" Kayle pants, sweat glistering against the Judicator's nude body.
A leather whip rises only to descend against warm exposed flesh eliciting a loud moan from the abused handcuffed figure it strikes.
"Do you like that?" Kayle mockingly asks the restrained masochistic yordle and Teemo nods at once with fervor. Kayle's hand then moves to pinch another hogtied Teemo clone's nipple.
"W-what about you, s-scum? Do you like being my little boy toy?" The red-faced celestial stutters, Kayle's prominent blush intensifying upon spotting the fake yordle's raging erection.
"Yeth Mithtress!" A third breathless Teemo clone croaks in pure bliss, the furry man's words partially muffled due to Kayle's panties filling his drooling mouth.
"G-good!" Kayle manages to grunt as she pauses to knee another pitiful excuse of a yordle in the genitals.
The lucky Teemo clone instantly collapses on the floor with a perverted blush coloring his furry cheeks and his precious mushroom clutched between his fingers.
The blushing judicator then stomps that Teemo's face with her foot and Kayle yelps in surprise when the Swift Scout clone starts happily licking at her toes.
Riven x Akali plot draft. Romance or Friendship.
Riven is sent for a checkup at the Institute's infirmary when she first joins the League. Akali recognizes her as the soldier that secretly fed her when she was captured by Noxians during the war and had been tasked with spying on the invaders. The Kinkou ninja was tied to a pole and had her legs broken, she was abandoned there under the scorching sun for days. At some point Riven took pity on her and brought her some food, but being stubborn, suspicious, filled with hate and fearful Akali bites Riven's fingers with all the strength she can muster scarring them deeply.
During the last march the Noxians tie Akali in front of some sieging contraption in order to use her as a meat shield against her people and break the Ionians' morale. But then the Zaunite bombardment happens and during the chaos that ensues Akali is left to die tied to the carriage-whatever, choking in the acidic chemicals and suffocating. Riven returns back for her and drags the Ionian ninja away from the fumes before making a run for it. Back in the institute Akali sees Riven's burns during the checkup and the teeth scars on the soldier's pale fingers and thanks the Exile for saving her life. Riven doesn't know how to deal with a former enemy's gratitude and thus tells Akali that she is thanking the wrong person. The medical ninja simply hums thoughtfully, but lets the matter slide for the time being. Akali silently continues with Riven's checkup.
Riven x Lux Ionian War draft. Romance or Friendship.
I don't remember if I have turned this into a story and posted it since I have been thinking of the concept forever. Lots of my stories revolve around enemies turning into lovers too.
Lux is sent to spy the Noxians during the war, she is however detected by Noxian patrols and gets captured. Somewhat roughed up and with her magical baton taken away from her the light mage's future looks grim, especially in a camp full of Demacian-hating pent up soldiers. Riven merely watches at first as Lux is being threatened, beaten and about to be sexually assaulted, but finding her countrymen's behavior honorless and seeing no point in tormenting the weak she uses her rank to assume the position of the captured Demacian's jailer. Riven treats Lux coldly, but not sadistically, and lets Lux sleep next to her during the night so the Demacian noble won't be assaulted by her peers in the middle of the night. Funny and peculiar as it is, the light mage starts feeling safe in the arms of the Noxian warrior since no interrogations or mockery take place during the night. Hesitantly and ever so slowly, Lux starts seeing the good hidden in Riven by observing her behavior and actions though the day. She starts thinking of Riven as a blunt and stern, yet kind friend.
The Noxians soon prepare for the final march and it is decided that Lux will be sent to walk the ruined land of Ionia to her death since the crops and forest were destroyed by the Noxian invaders and the rivers and wells were poisoned leaving no food or clean water behind. Death by starvation, the Noxians are sending Luxanna unarmed to her death, letting her return without supplies to her country in a land that's being ravaged by deserters-turned-thieves and stranger-suspicious, enraged Ionian rebels.
In a public display of cruelty and under the scrutinizing gazes of her fellow peers Riven walks up to the tied Demacian and removes her restrains, before punching the released spy in the stomach. She quickly follows up by spitting on the stunned young woman's blonde hair and kicking up dirt towards her kneeling form. The Noxians then turn around and leave while laughing, abandoning a doomed Lux to her fate. The Demacian remains still, with her head hanging low and her heart nearly shattered. Lux starts sniffling as she mentally chastises herself for trusting a Noxian and thinking of them as her friend. Garen was right, Noxians were the worse, Lux was an idiot for believing otherwise.
Still grimacing in pain –Riven had punched her really hard, and with pained, betrayed tears shining in her sky blue orbs Lux attempts to stand up on her shaky feet, only for a small note to slip from where the hands of the captured spy had been clutching at the recently formed bruise in her hurt stomach. Lux blinks confusedly as she tentatively grabs the note and realizes that it is a messily-scribbled map leading to a hidden supply cache near her current location. The thunderstruck light mage also finds her magical baton waiting for her near the small collection of canned foods that Riven had left for her, and manages to return home in one piece. Lux reads about the Zaunite chemical barrage that annihilated both the Noxian and Zaunite armies in the newspapers when she returns, and promptly leaves Demacia to join the League.
Lux aspires to use her powers there without her country's tyrannical control over them. She decides to help all the people that need her help, regardless of their nationalities and ideals, and to completely disregard the Demacian propaganda that she had been forced to recite and parrot as a child. A few months later, a cloaked and weathered figure appears at the institute's doorstep. Lux happens to be passing by that pale, scarred shadow on her way to the Mess Hall. The Lady of Luminosity instantly halts and spins around, but the pale ghost of her past is missing and the corridor is deserted. Lux merely shakes her head and heads to the Mess Hall. Meanwhile Katarina's striking emerald orbs suddenly widen in recognition as she spots what looks like a travel-weary Riven knocking on the door of the Head Summoner.