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kayn.     ///     inumbrate.

        a voice in the depths of his mind tries to interject, telling him he doesn’t deserve rakan’s kindness or encouragement. the dark whisper strikes a quiet fear that he might hurt the feathered friend he’d made, but he suppresses it — pushes it away, fights it tooth and nail for a swift beat. somehow, the vastayan’s optimism and rallying makes it easier ; kayn isn’t certain why that is, but it feels good… and more-so? he enjoys how it makes him feel. he enjoys feeling like the end of that tunnel or forest or road isn’t awash with blood… that it doesn’t have to end with him not knowing who is in control — him or rhaast. there is consolation in the idea that he could be the one standing tall, that he could win back his own flesh and mind. whether he deserves it or not, he wants to be selfish, for once, in his life. his good eye flicks to his companion’s hand and he lets out a quiet sigh, licking at his bottom lip as he reaches out and clasps the profference of aid firmly ; giving his own sign that he aims to accept the other’s help in this mess.    ❛ — not sure how i lucked out, y’know, in making a friend like you — but… thank you. ❜    a flash of a smile and a sincerity in his voice, in his features.

              ❛     you don't have to thank me.     ❜     it's not a rejection of his gratitude,     not necessarily.     the actions of a friend are different from that of a stranger,     the amiability of his words stem from the mere fact they're friends.     it's that alone that allows him to become a shoulder to cry on     ———     ahah,     perhaps not entirely,     he supposes.     there's a difference in doing it solely because he's a friend    &    doing it because he wants to.     to rakan,     he does it for both reasons    :    a base desire that grows at his heart to fend off any intrusive thoughts that permeate through kayn's mind,     reminding him that,     in fact,     things will turn out okay.     probably not now.     probably not tomorrow.     it's when they get to the end of the road they're on.     perhaps beyond the horizon   ?     who knows.     there's too many factors to consider,     deliberating over each one wouldn't exactly be of use.     he knows how he feels,     that's all he needs.

              ❛     what're friends for,     am i right   ?     ❜     lips curve into yet another grin,     typical of his visage to be adorned with one,     though.     natural smiles were more his thing.     no shame in wanting to appear more bright,     was there   ?     it made him stand out a little more.     good.     more of an excuse to garner any audience's attention.     ❛     if you really wanna say thanks,     though     ...     maybe some chocolate wouldn't hurt.     ❜     silence,     for a few moments before a slight chuckle escapes him again.     ❛     just kidding,     i swear   !     ❜

' seasons, they will change. life will make you grow. death can make you hard. everything is temporary, everything will slide. but, they say, love will never die. ' ( birds, imagine dragons )

              it strikes him as odd at first.     hearing royalty's words escape him so effortlessly,     preaching on universal topics that can be found at the base of anyone's heart    :    desire to live,     aversion for death,     hopeful for love,     love,     love.     '   life will make you grow,   '     it's a typical statement,     isn't it   ?     how traversing through life's bog    &    withstanding its treacherous obstacles is what builds character   ?     he thinks that's it.     many times has it landed upon his ears    &    many times has he reaffirmed that notion.     rakan's own life wasn't without its own turmoil    ;    rather,     danger beckoned him forward,     cause he'd die for setting him in the most dangerous situations     ———     not like he didn't enjoy it,     though.     there was a thrill to be found in it,     taunting others    &    making out of it with every bone intact.     that's what he thinks,     at least.

              ❛     love won't ever die.     ❜     rakan deliberately echoes jarvan's words,     humming    &    a grin forms on his lips.     ❛     'cause i do think that,     say,     love makes you do something crazy,     you'd still die feeling it    &    all.     that love,     i mean.     ❜     clears his throat,     delivering a confident nod,     pearly whites slightly visible as edges of his lips continue curving upwards into a fonder    &    fonder smile.     again,     again,     she's on his mind.     just like it's always been.     just like it always will be.     ❛     maybe they're right.     love won't ever die,     but that's only if you ask me   !     ❜     immediately his tone changes,     heavy - hearted somber moments just weren't his thing   !     ❛     take it from me,     i've got an 80% chance of being right.     10% chance of being a little off the mark,    &    that last 10%     ...     it might look like i'm off the mark,     but i'm actually right on the center   !     so,     really,     it's actually 90%.     isn't that interesting   ?     ❜       ///       @lightshielded

kayn.     ///     inumbrate.

for @feyquil  /  lyric starters  /  accepting.

❛ there’s a vulture on my shoulder and he’s telling me to give in… always hissing right in my ear like it’s coming from my own head… ❜    his first words come low in a whisper as a subtle ache pulses at his temple, it wasn’t one of his best night’s sleep. hesitance is admittedly palpable, not aiming to shatter rakan’s ever optimistic seeming mood… but he crave the other’s encouragement,    ❛ … it’s got me mixed up, trying not to give up — tell me there’s a way to get out of here. ❜   [  fixed at zero by versaemerge  ]

              ❛     don't fall for it.     that's what you have to do first.     ❜     &    onward do his words of encouragement come,     drawn out with a natural ease,     he could deceive one into thinking this was a common trait of his.     it wasn't.     not necessarily.     optimism bloomed at his heart,     yes,     albeit never has he continuously used it for a human.     except for kayn,     but he doesn't mind.     he can't.     knowing what hell he's faced,     sympathy    &    empathy bring out dulcet songs of inspiration.     not     ...     actual songs,     though.     ❛     you can't give up so easily,     y'know   ?     it's     ...     part of the battle.     not giving up,     giving it all you've got 'till the end   !     try thinkin' of yourself in some sort of tunnel or forest.     it's dark    &    everything around you's trying to get you to give up.     but look at that   !     a helping hand,     ❜     up comes his own hand extended towards him with brightest,     elated grin.     rakan thinks it adds a bit more pizzazz to the story.     ❛     it can't help you in your battle,     but it's a reminder that it's there to help.     there's a way out,     a light,     you know it   !     ❜

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

I SOMEHOW ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THIS SORRY!! 

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

hmm, i’m going to have to say yes, personally. rakan seems like the type of guy who’d easily be incredibly protective of his lover – this is made a little evident in his interaction with xayah in the in-game voice lines? where he says:

and i think that demonstrates his level of protectiveness when it comes to someone he truly, deeply loves? he’s willing to put his life on the line for that person, no matter the circumstance. it’s very much, indeed, a selfless part of him that’s explored more in his star guardian skin. to summarize, though: he’s protective. very protective to the point he’d die for his lover. but, that’s how i see it!

x   /   @excria

???     ///     quartlet.

           GLIMPSES OF TAWNY FEATHERED PLUME   catches his eye before it is eventually squandered by shadows.  the lay of the land  —  the first lands was one interwoven with magics far beyond true comprehension.  pulsing veins of ancient rites,  burgeoned trees,  roots slick with honeyed sap that overlap  and nature which is untouched by the hands of smoke and shadow alike.  this imagery is not lost to him.  nor is the freckled wardance which permeates between. 

            ❛  you know,  i never was overly fond on the concept of laws.  ❜   his posture is keen,  resting upon the ball of his foot as the artisan turns,  his cape billowing about like half - clipped wings of waxy ivory.   venom dribbles from his words,  not quite so deadly but the threat is there.  the vatsayan’s presence was not so much a hinderance,  nor a total annoyance.  he merely was,  and whether he would tip the balance on that scale  …  well,  that was up to him.  for now,  the golden devil smiles.  he smiles and smiles and smiles. 

              ❛  i had assumed you were the same,  given your escapades but i see now that i was sadly mistaken.  ❜

              peculiar similarity arises from innocuous remark,     what was delivered with intent of being naught more than a jest is accepted as more,     as a perceived truth for the vastaya.     they,     however,     overlap,     a distaste for law    &    rules      ————     surely,     there were unspoken rules that governed the land,     the sea,     the world,     every aspect of life,     urging all to abide by intangible law for one's survival     (   a natural instinct,     wouldn't that be it   ?   ).     were rules    &    law similar,     though   ?     one's written    &    the other's implied   ?     no,     no,     the matter seems too convoluted altogether.     he'd rather adhere to his own pre - conceived notions as to what they truly are.     for now,     however,     heart speaks    :    it'd be an act of insolence to leave masked guest without a response,     to disappear from general vicinity    &    leave him without response.     (   or is it the smell of danger that appeals to him,     calls to him   ?   )

              ❛     jeez,     you really can't take even the smallest joke,     huh   ?     ❜     the venom's not lost on rakan     ————     it's palpable,     it's there,     it's potential for conflict to be born amidst what's perceived as naught more than a chat.     mask, whose visage carved from impassive marble     (   surface of the mask intricate yet smooth,     eerie with its perpetual smile etched onto its form   ),     turned away,     grants rakan opportunity to scrutinize potential threat    :    lily white cape hung over upper - half of body,     mauve fabric of varying tones underneath,     gold sparingly used in his design,     he must admit it's an impeccable style     ——     wait,     wait,     that's just stylish   !!     nothing indicative of his battle technique.     well     ...     he looks scrawny.     there,     a sigh    &    chuckle leaves him,     confidence     (   nay,     cockiness   )     exuding from breath's escape.

              ❛     you're a bit too serious,     don't you think   ?     ❜     cerulean hues fix their focus on the cape,     tight - lipped hum given,     allowing instinct itself to guide his path towards the side of the artisan.     rakan only sees the mask,     eternally poised look intact.     curiosity causes brows to raise,     wondering what,     oh what,     could lie under that mask   ?     ❛     maybe that's why you've got a mask on,     yeah   ?     you got a lot of wrinkles from being way too uptight,     don't you   ?     ❜

P O G

kat what the fuck. absolute fucking poggers. anyway,

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

can you kick his ass? can you care for him as much as he cares for you? that’s perfect. he’ll love you. he needs to be able to click well with the person! looks wise? uh……..i dunno. just be sexy? what’s defined as ‘sexy’? idk man maybe have some nice legs? who knows

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

hey i’m literally a dumbass that loves poetry and LOVES to project don’t ask me this question. rakan does have a way with words, but i like to think that’s mainly because of the songs he’s learned and sings. regardless, he probably does fumble a bit with his words if he doesn’t know what to say exactly. it’s customary.

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

he struggles with it! this comes from the fact he’s very indecisive and has to put a lot of thought into thinking what his partner likes, and thinking abt what to give them? is it something they’d like? if it’s not, what else is there? are they really gonna like it? he deliberates over those types of questions and, as such, takes way too long to get a gift for his partner.

x   /   @shnpo

date, flirt, and heart for the hc meme xP

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

answered that over here! but i forgot to mention: dinner. please. have dinner with him.

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

i like to think rakan’s good at flirting! albeit a little cheesy if i’m honest with you. it borders being way too sappy, and it can get really lovey dovey but it can also be bold and he’ll straight up call you sexy and call that flirting. to sum it all up: if you can kick his ass, he’ll flirt with you. but, i like to think some of his flirting can be genuine and some of it is just to have fun. u know!

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

i’m not……….sure so let me try to answer this as best i can. i look at his lore n i’m like ok! he was intrigued by xayah and followed her for a while before he ended up falling in love with her. he took his time to understand her and her ideals before he gave his heart to her. and i think that means he’s slow to give his heart? in the same breath, i do want to think he can be easy to give his heart away because his voice line when he kills her is literally just “i am single now!” and i’m like FDLJHDGKLF SO! it’s really gray i’ll say. if you can hook him, maybe he’ll give it a little quicker, little slower. what’s more important is how genuine it is, whether or not he views you through rose colored lenses before giving you his heart or acknowledging your flaws too.

x   /   @calledcard

d a n c e :)

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

rakan’s ideal date? it really depends! sometimes he might be in the mood that’s a little bit exhilarating. sometimes he’s in the mood for something a little slower. things can fluctuate depending on what he might do! impress an entire crowd n you with his dancing? or just impress you with his dancing for a night? slowly guiding your every step, sharing a deeply intimate moment? he’s…………a romantic let him have this //////////

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

yep, yep, yep! he’s not shy about it. he’ll do it through verbal praises or he’ll do it through physical means as well. hold your cheek, caress it gently with his thumb, nuzzle u………wait also i need to just say he likes/wants to be the big spoon to give the most kisses possible but. little spoon also works.

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

WAIT THIS IS NSFW? CHRIST HOLD ON GIVE ME A SECOND. UHHH ok. i’m shy w/ writing this on the dash so i’m not gonna ramble abt it but! i’m predictable when i say he can rough if he has to if he’s topping? but that’s when it’s got more lust involved than anything. if it’s intimate and meaningful he’s usually slow, a little more meticulous than usual, and likes to whisper a lot into his lover’s ear!?!?!? but that’s if he tops FJHKLDFHJDFLKJH if he’s bottoming expect that cocky facade to kind of melt away. bye /////////////

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favorite?

YES. ABSOLUTELY!!!! rakan likes milk chocolate the most and that’s that on that.

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

OHHHHH I LOVE THIS ONE!!!!! he likes hugs, yes! his hugs are warm bc ok, think of it like this………u got a pair of arms around u. but u also got like……..his wings around u and him. it’s great i urge u to hug him

x   /   @spkemuth

K & R

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not?

i like to think rakan’s a good kisser! but this comes mostly from my own speculation that he’s like…….got experience w/ it from how much of a charmer he is, if that makes sense? there’s those kisses he’s had that didn’t really mean anything, and then there’s the kisses he’s shared with xayah that mean the world to him – both require a different level of skill, i like to think. one’s meaningful, deep, and the other might be more hedonistic in nature than it is significant to him. that skill comes with the experience of him being a good kisser, though!

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

i think this one’s a bit obvious, but he’s very much a romantic in every sense of the word! he’s got an idea of what his love is and what it means to be romantic and in love which can, of course, lead to a very idealized ( or romanticized, you could say ) idea of how to act when he’s in love. it’s……excessively sweet if i’m honest, and kinda cheesy, but. it’s how he’s best able to convey those feelings! thank u for coming to my ted talk as to why rakan is such a romantic

x   /   @voracites

???     ///     shnpo.

           katarina hardly paid any attention to foreign matters   .   especially not ones without direct concern. as the foul-mouthed demons brought her up on one single rule   :   strength.  above all else.     (   it’s not right. it’s not.  —-   but is she one to stop this vicious cycle  ?   no.   )      so,   the issues of the vastaya were far beyond her influence. they either had the strength to resolve them, or didn’t. 

she’s perched above the rest, atop a thin tree with nimble branches. if it weren’t for her undetected presence, her cover would have already been blown. thankfully,  she was a professional. 

‘   hey.   bird boy.   ‘   katarina makes an intentionally audible movement, skilled eyes tracking the twitch of his ears. she waits patiently for his attention, lips curled into a smug smile, a sickeningly arrogant air to her expression.   ‘   yes, you.  you know who i am, don’t you  ?   ‘    /   @feyquil

              saccharine voice,     dripping with venom    &    amusement,     lands upon his ears,     evoking attention from the lone lhotlan vastaya.     ears twitch in response to her call,     swiftly turning on heel to look for the source of feminine voice     ———     alas,     it's for naught.     or so he thinks,     'till his gaze shifts upward to grace azures with the scarlet red tendril hanging over her visage     ...     no,     no,     that's not it.     it's a scar.     at least,     he thinks it is.     there's no telling from the distance they have between each other.     regardless,     it's but a trifling matter as long as she demands a response.     he speaks.

              ❛     me   ?     ❜     shifts hand to stick out index,     pressing tip against his own chest,     as if to clarify who she's speaking to.     as if that deadly gaze was staring at anyone else besides him.     his brow quirked,     countenance growing with an increased perplexity,     intending to understand her query     (   who is she   ?     is she any familiar   ?     no,     no,     she's human.     he doesn't mingle with 'em often at a personal level.     &    her sense of beauty   ?     eugh.     too much black for his taste   ).     he hums,     almost as if in deep contemplation,     though his true intent's to stall.     shoulders roll,     head shakes.     ❛     nope,     don't think i know you   !     have we met   ?     i think we've met.     i'm just not remembering is all   !     ❜

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not? 

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

nice draven cosplay

draven wants what i have

              ❛     we sure made it out of that one,     huh   ?     ❜     another mission where he'd gone astray from the plan,     opting to follow his own instincts that dictated his actions should revolve around distracting the guards     (   not too far off from the original plan,     but he had no time to worry over minute details   ),     proven successful with the execution of another rescue.     despite their success,     far too many close calls drew them closer toward's death's dance,     yet their energy toppled over even death itself     ———     so long as there is that guarantee that he can protect xayah,     the strength to prevail shall never falter to the harsh winds of death.     his strength,     a fire,     will always be rekindled in those moments.     then,     later,     attempt to lighten any burden that her heart may bear.     ❛     you all right,     xayah   ?     you look a little tired.     ❜       ///       @blcdecaller​

whats  your  muses  position?

oh well, that’s that on that!

              ❛     it's a bit peculiar,     don't you think   ?     ❜     there's an attempt to catch her off guard,     catch her while she's alone     ——     dangerous woman whose capabilities demonstrates a forte for naught but one thing,     per his observing eye    :    killing.     hell,     one misstep is all it takes    &    he's certain that she'd have thirty different ways to kill him planned out.     granted,     he approaches her with caution,     yet can't help but wonder what compelled him to approach her in the first place     (   no,     he knows,     he knows   !     curiosity,     ever the stubborn mistress,     guides him.     a desire to know prevails above every sense that wishes to avert itself from danger.     ❛     a vastaya doing the bidding of a human     ...     ❜     rakan coos,     circling around her slowly,     noticing the distinct features on her personage that resembles that of a feline     —     he's intrigued.     ❛     you under a spell   ?     they got dirt on you   ?     ❜

x     ///     @voracites

???     ///     crawsus.

❛     i’d  really  rather  not  fight,     if  you  don’t  mind.     i  come  in  peace,     as  they  so  often  say.     i’m  rather  weak  too  you  know,     so  it  wouldn’t  be  much  of  a  fight  and  more  of  a  waste  of  time.     ❜     a  hand  is  thrown  up  in  defense.

in  his  mind  the  demon  stirs,     a  mental  effort  is  taken  to  sooth  the  voice.     hand  grips  his  cane  tightly,     placing  pressure  against  the  stick.     to  an  outsider  it  appears  as  if  it  were  a  normal  cane,     but  to  him  it  throbs  and  it  aches  and  it  wishes  for  more  and  more  bloodshed.     but  who  ever  heard  of  a  darkin  cane?     ❛    if  you’d  like  i  can  read  you  some  poetry  instead?    ❜     lips  upturn  into  a  lopsided  smirk,     clearly  something  was  up  his  sleeve,     but  it  surely  wasn’t  something  that  would  be  harmful  to  the  vastayan.     provided  urizen  cooperated  with  him.

@feyquil​  said  anyone!

              his logic is impeccable.     weak individual should not be engaged,     not out of courtest,     but fear that,     if engaged,     there would be no joy or entertainment acquired from such an easy battle     ———     or even worse,     should he act careless    &    commit an unplanned blunder,     then perceived weak individual may find an opening to beat him    &    claim victory,     then who would be weak   !?     HIM,     HIM   !!!

              ❛     poetry   ?     ❜     rakan hummed inquisitively,     arms crossed over chest as ceruleans shift their gaze towards the soft earth at feet.     wow,     is it just him, or is it a lot greener than it was yesterday   !?     he swore that the day before current situation,     the grass at his feet was a subdued green.     could it be that the greener greenery around them could be attributed to the blesséd rain that poured     ——     wait,     what was the question again   ?     ❛     uh,     you said you were gonna do something,     read   ?     yeah,     sure,     do whatever you want   !     ❜

i haven’t used tumblr in like years ( it’s been literally a few months ) but.............like this for a starter ^___^

               BEAUTY IS THE DANCE THAT is alit with the flames of freedom, magic is the dance that prevails amid the attempts to suppress it    ;    yes,     his dance is free,     just as he is.     life's song has become intertwined with jovial vastaya,     recalling that new beginning with the sun's beauteous rise   !     one,     two,     three,     meticulously counting his steps,     preparing to charm those that bare witness to the swiftness of his boisterous dance   !     impress those gleaming eyes that wish to see the MAJESTIC,     BEAUTIFUL RAKAN make his grand entrance   !!!     let's not waste any time now.     come one,     come all    &    ———

                                           * LET’S    DANCE!

indie    &    private   rakan   from   league   of   legends     ///     loved by ric.

tag drop my tumblypoos do i LOOK like i like originality

do you have a cloaca just curious

uhhhhhhhhh one way to find out huh ????

god damn this peacock up in here CHEATIN' cheatin

i told the world i’m single now. mind ya business   !!!!!!!!!!!!

happy new year happy new year why you got yo dms sayin "ric's boyfriend" if u got a girl....

yeah mind ya business