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05/10/2025

☀️🖤 Mavis and the First Sunrise 🖤☀️

For centuries, she had only heard stories about it — the warmth, the colors, the feeling of life awakening. 🌅 But on this morning, hidden beneath her enchanted shade, Mavis finally watched the sun rise for the very first time.

The sky burned with gold and pink, and she couldn’t look away. In her hands, a few wildflowers shimmered in the new light — fragile, fleeting, but beautiful. 🌸

She smiled softly, her fangs catching the glow.
“Maybe even a vampire can love the sun.” ☀️🦇

😺

04/10/2025

In the heart of Noxus, whispers carry her name—LeBlanc.
The Deceiver. The illusion that outlives truth itself.

They say she has walked the empire’s corridors for centuries, wearing a thousand faces and leaving no shadow behind. Every secret, every betrayal, every downfall—her laughter lingers somewhere in the dark.

When power shifts, she’s already moved the board. When you think you see her… you’re already too late.

✨ Reality is fragile. LeBlanc is not.

💃

03/10/2025

✨ Deep in the jungle ruins, Lara Croft came face to face with her most unexpected discovery yet… herself. Two explorers, one destiny. Together, they weren’t rivals but allies—double the firepower, double the wit, and double the adventure. When one Lara scales the ancient walls, the other uncovers the secrets beneath. Legends aren’t born twice… unless they’re Croft. 🗡️🏹

26/09/2025

“Drowning in the weight of my own reflection. Every breath, every scream, every moment—an obsession that cuts deeper than the silence.” 🖤🔥

26/09/2025

ven the brightest minds need a pause. 🌙✨
Killjoy finally takes a break, stretched out on a bench, cap tilted low, letting the hum of the city fade. Her gadgets rest quietly by her side, but her thoughts still spark — mapping out new strategies, dreaming up the next battle plan.

For just a moment, she lets herself drift. Rest isn’t weakness… it’s preparation. Tomorrow, the fight continues. 💛⚙️

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21/09/2025

The dark season has begun here in Sweden. Days grow shorter, the air grows colder, and the sun feels like a distant memory. The world turns quiet under the weight of early nights and long shadows — a time when light becomes precious, and every flicker of warmth matters.

Though darkness surrounds us, it also brings stillness, reflection, and the quiet magic only this season holds. 🌌❄️

12/09/2025