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              ❛     watch your step   !     ❜     small folly's not going to put a dent in their travels,     though he's swift in his movements anyway,     making sure to catch her before she could fall.     phew.     ❛     be careful.     ground's a bit slippery here,     you don't wanna fall from this height.     ❜     exaggerating   ?     probably.     it's expected of him.       ///       @ofsights​

hero.     ///     bxstiae.

⚜ ; —–  [ ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴏ ʀ  ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ] —–     WASN’T LIKE HERO needed to use the sword (actually preferred the bow most of the time ). Though Master Blade had SOME perks to. It seemed to be whispering again, EGGING the Hylian to show the other why in it’s dim glow. Strange. (the sword never got upset over that before ) Only cast a glance at weapon before turning to swing at what seemed like NOTHING. 

—– ;     BRIGHT ray of light came from the sword; went in the direction a Champion had swung – only to clip the grass that stood in way before hitting a bush in an explosion. Leaves flew in various directions. Perhaps that would be sufficient ENOUGH to answer the question. 

          ❝ 🇭🇲🇲 … ❞

i mean i can still use the bow too i guess . 

              nothing but sounds of a delicate wind,     all as he awaits a response.     is there an apparent,     valuable reason for his curiosity   ?     no.     rakan isn't one to use weapons,     he prefers his dance to be his guide.     treat every battle as such    &    he's found to give a performance that's enough to please the crowd   !     still     ...     a sword over a bow   ?     doesn't one give you the advantage of distance   ?     rakan thinks that there's more merit in a bow from that alone.     of course,     that erroneous belief is quickly left behind when there's a beam of light that collides with a bush    &    explodes on impact

              ❛     alright,     guess that settles why at least   !     ❜     he finds no interest in that weapon.     using it would be entertaining,     shooting beams of light to anything    &    having control of a power like that would be for naught but fun.     that's why     ...      ❛     heeey,     you don't mind if i use it myself,     right   ?     i wanna give it a shot   !     ❜

so. we doing nsfw hcs, huh? let’s do this.

rakan’s dick is literally just seven inches. yes he takes pride in it. 

rakan likes to switch, through and through! while he’s happy to mostly give up the position of control n let someone top him, he also likes topping, so like. don’t write him off as just a bottom 100% of the time!

rakan’s nipples n pecs are sensitive, it’s the area where he likes to be touched the most! just groping him there, grabbing his nipples and playing with them a bit, that’s enough to make him flinch & let out a heavy breath, absolutely refusing to moan. ofc, if you’re persistent, he’s bound to moan at some point.

he’s really good with his mouth, probably because he doesn’t have a gag reflex? but aside from that, it’s likely because he knows how to use his tongue, how to suck someone off real good without any problem.

rakan’s a missionary type of guy, and that’s that on that. be it for a simple fuck n go or one of the more intimate moments where hearts become one, he will opt mostly for mission. unless you want to ride him -- or he rides you? that’s an exception he’s willing to make.

speaking of simple fucks and intimate moments, how rakan goes about the two is very different. one is mere fuckbuddy potential or one night stand, the other is if he truly, deeply cares for you enough to love you. in the former, his movements are more impatient, or he’s working slow to deliberately tease & get you to bed. everything feels more desperate, more hungry. if it’s intimate, he takes his time, really does, and in lieu of whispering dirty phrases, meant to turn you on, he’s working specifically to try and make you feel loved. comforted. he’s incredibly passionate, asks you if you’re enjoying it, if you’re ok, he prioritizes your comfort the most. it’s not a simple minimal conquest for pleasure, it’s his time to show you how much he loves you through his actions & not just his words. it’s one of the few times he abandons his cocky demeanor to be serious and put you at the forefront. it’s his method of loving.

...............anyway he likes scratching your back if you’re topping him. he wants to leave his own marks one way or another. speaking of marking, please kiss and bite his neck. he loves that. likewise, he’ll do the same, whenever given the opportunity!

ALSO AFTERCARE. he’s really good at aftercare. there’s always going to be praise and cuddles after sex. well. depending on the muse ig FDLJHFDLJH

rakan’s willing to try anything once, honestly? but if he doesn’t like it he’ll let u know, just so they never rly do it again.

rakan isn’t afraid to use his charms to try and seduce someone, since all is fair in love and war. ofc, the sex there is bound to be shallow, since you might see him as an object to derive pleasure from, just as he’ll see you.

this is honestly just an idea more than it is a hc but. can u use magic during sex? no? well now you can! i say fuck the orthodox principles that try to bound me LFDJHDFH

goggles.     ///     yi-dashi.

Dance was notunknown to Yi, which was perhaps why he’d been drawn to the performance in the first place.Plenty of his people had been dancers, and in Rakan he found some form of nostalgia. When the people of Wuju could not apply their sword-crafts to battle or contests, their grace became art. To the beat of drums, a curated form of swordplay hadcome alive in performance. Back then, Yihad ignored any mentors of the arts, preferring swords for their edges ratherthan aesthetics. There were many more important things to be done, he told them all. Whywould he need to remember every single Wuju play?

That thinkinghad got him to the present, standing before the other with flurries of compliments. Butthe nostalgia grew bitter the longer he pondered it. How much had he forgotten?

“… What isnew?” He offered, after shaking off his simmering malaise. The other’s bravado was much more captivating than thoughts of the past, “Acknowledgement of workwell done? Surely, I would hope you are given more credit for the performance youprovide? You speak as if you are aware of your own skill, and I suppose they would not host you here if not for the skill of it. Thepractice is apparent, and I am hope you are not the only one telling yourself this.”

Stroking athis beard, the Bladesman’s lenses clunked back into theircasings suddenly. Behind them, the man found himself wincing as hebecame aware of a missed introduction. That, and the name ‘Goggles,’ which seemed to slap him for his missed formality. Not very palatable to his ears certainly, and his first instinct was to scold the Vastayan for it. But be polite, Yi. Thatwas the least he could offer. Let it go once, and make sure he has no reason to call you it again.

He steadiedhis expression, and his goggles along with it, as he continued with his measured tone, “Ah, I think I have gotten ahead of myself. Please forgive me Rakan, I have not thought to announce myself. It is not Goggles, as yousay. I am known as Master Yi. I travel widely, and I was not expecting to spendmy time here this day. So, if you have things you must attend to, please do notlet this man keep you. If you would tell me more of your dances however, I would surely be interested in hearing it.”

At least that gave him an exit, if he’d truly managed to offend.

              such a new song to settle upon his ears,     appealing to some base desire that yearns for praise    &    attention     (   oh,     how it dwells in his heart   !   ),     rekindling the passionate fire of his heart that continuously reminds him of this skill's benefits    :    the endless praise from others,     their attention,    &    their inevitable admiration held for none but rakan,     rakan,     rakan.     hah,     to stroke massive ego could be considered folly to some,     albeit rakan feels differently.     this praise is divine,     it is a pleasure he indulges himself in,     caring not for the scorn directed towards him through malevolent gazes     ———     envy,     repulsive sentiment he understands all too well     ———     but beauty's irresistible grace allows him to persevere,     to continue his performance without worry of what others thought.

              ❛     you'd be surprised,     goggles   !     ❜     again with the nickname,     escaping past lips naturally,     at a smooth ease the world could not compete with.     coolness itself,     is rakan in that moment.     'till he recognizes own blunder     /     stranger had been naught but kind to him     (   but within lies an expectation of kindness from all   !!   )     hah,     only a fool would believe that.     it is only luck that he's not being chased down by yet another angry guard with hopes of capturing for his feathers,     or perhaps his head.     ❛     sorry,     sorry,     that was my bad.     master yi,     right   ?     ❜     took a moment,     certainly,     but he's quick to correct himself,     purely out of courtesy     (     that,    &    he'd like to try to remember this guy's name.   )     ❛     i just don't get that sort of praise often,     really.     lot of clapping,     cheering,    &    staring,     but who can blame 'em   ?     either way,     it feels nice to have someone know i work pretty damn hard on each dance   !     ❜

              oh,     but don't let him speak of those countless nights where spirit of song    &    dance resonate within him,     indulging himself in that selfish pleasure of dance,     song   !!     the true passion that feels like his calling,     that feels right down to every sweet melody.     it matters not if it's from dusk to dawn,     it is the happiness conjured from each second that mattered   !

              ❛     aaaaaaaanyway,     ❜     after brief pause,     voice fills the air again,     waiting's too boring    &    leaving honored guest without answer to query is way too rude.     abandoning the routinely,     rather lonesome evening after a festival sounds pleasing.     a taste of something new surely was needed,     even if it wasn't a sweet,     chocolatey delicacy.     ❛     if you wanna hear all about my dancing,     then i could tell you all about 'em   !     maybe even show you some,     too.     consider yourself my guest of honor   !!     err,     though i don't exactly have a place.     i just wander around.     ❜

Dont mind her , standing on the tips of her toes ! JUST to try and be taller than him though its all fun & games ! Swaying her nine tails as if they were a cloak of feathers she appeared to be impersonating him ever so slightly .

              kumiho's solid attempt at matching vastaya's height could be considered adorable,     endearing,     &    to an extent,     enchanting    &    charming.     was that not her goal,     though   ?     to charm him    &    lull him into faux security,     his down fall were his guard to be let down so easily.     is this her true intent   ?     possibly so.     does he consider such a dire possibility   ?     no.     joy's grin curves at rakan's lips,     features brighten up    &    an amused chuckle escapes him.     he's impressed at her attempt to impersonate him.     it could use some work,     though there's a certain flattery that comes with impersonation.

              ❛     fox tails for wings,     huh   ?     ❜     hum indicates that he's pondering over it,     as if it were a viable idea,     albeit surely     ...     ❛     nope,     think my feathers still take the cake   !     they shine    &    glimmer in the sunlight,     y'know   ?     ❜       ///       @vuikusen

ahri.     ///     vuikusen.

❛ you almost took a nasty fall there. guess you should be thankful i caught you on time! ❜  @feyquil·

she was - in fact , he had caught her perfectly within his grasp as a shield immediately enveloped her for several moments only for the vixen to be let go . Ahri is thankful and it shows on her expression , bright golden eyes remaining on the Vastayans own before she clears her throat & flattens out her skirt . “ Thank you Rakan . “  

Casually does she say this , a little huff to her breath as she had actually been SAVED by the taller .  how embarrassing … . well , just a little at least which is why there had been red staining the fox’s cheeks .  

“  almost - i’m sure I would have been fine . . “ 

              ❛     what   ?     c'mon,     who knows what would've happened   !     ❜     lips curve up into a smug grin,     every intent to bring her attention to him    &    have her acknowledge his majestic catch,     accompanied with the glamorous dash that brought about the brief shield to protect her from the fall.     excessive   ?     perhaps to the layperson,     yet rakan's far from that.     a craving for any forms of attention guiding his careful actions for his audience's praise.     her simple thank you was enough for him.      ❛     we can't have you or your pretty face get messed up from a fall,     right   ?     you're still a dependable ally in this fight,     after all.    ❜     he pauses,     chuckle forming at the base of his throat    &    sneaking past his lips.     ❛     just remember i'm the more beautiful of the two,     yeah   ?     ❜

aight time to start writing here again! like this for a starter of varying length! no cap!

so. we doing nsfw hcs, huh? let’s do this.

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