Today... Rakan “say So” Fancam. Tomorrow? Who Knows What Y’all Might Get...

"Nice feathers, Lhotlan. Mind if I have a touch?"

              ❛     huh   ?     ❜     stranger's voice falls upon his ears    &    they twitch in curiosity.     first,     this isn't anyone he recognizes     ——     perhaps that's obvious from the way he's being addressed.     ' lhotlan. '     not many he knows address him as such.     it's enough to cause him to turn around,     quirk his brow at stranger    &    scrutinize every aspect of him    :    brown fur,     sharp teeth,     some patched of red near the top of his head     ...   ?     is that what that is   ?     he's not too certain,     but his eyes would never lie to him   !

              ❛     took an interest in my feathers,     didn't you   ?     what can i say,     i'm the embodiment of beauty   !     ❜     vain,     isn't he   ?     but how could he not be   ?     none had feathers more beauteous than his,     none had the unique orange hues that melted into yellows    &    mixed into green    &    yellows.     none had that same glimmer his had    ;    yes,     rakan's quills could be desired by many,     albeit he would never relinquish such a gift he's been granted   !     beauty is in the eye of the beholder,     though objective beauty is dictated by nature,     &    it has chosen him to be that objective beauty,     it disproves that underlying assumption of subjective beauty.     ❛     don't normally let just anyone touch,     but i guess i'll make an exception   !     ❜       ///       @shuriman-thief

whats  your  muses  position?

oh well, that’s that on that!

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💚 - friendship 💙 - kinship ( blood or symbolic familial bond ) 💔 - past relationship 💜 - hateship ( they hate each other but can’t stay away ) 💛 - hateship ( enemies ) 💟 - friends with benefits ❤ - romantic relationship

𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃  𝙰𝚂𝙺  𝙷𝙸𝙼  𝙸𝙵  𝙷𝙴  𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 .   (   S.ett   of   RIOT’s   Lea.gue   of   Legends ,   by   your   local   goblin   bread   Rye !   Est .  May ,   2020 .   )   𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴   𝙷𝙴   𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 .

              downtime is not a rarity.     living without care in the world is a motto he's since subscribed to,     adhering to such hedonistic law for no other reason than to gain pleasure     ———     a lack of care for trivial matters that humans fret over allowed gates of new possibilities to be opened,     surpassed as all continue to wallow    &    drown in pools of responsibility.     though he is one to quell these worries with song    &    dance,     it is ephemeral,     contained within the space he's intruded graced with his presence.     rakan is free     ———     to remain collective    &    silent,     gazing upon nature's finest work,     the trees that stretch towards the azure sky above,     the relaxing grass he considers comfortable enough to be a bed,     the foreboding man whose primal voice pierces through the tranquil silence of the moment.     wait,     what   ?

              ❛     huh,     not even going to give me your name first or anything   ?     at least a compliment on my good looks   ?     ❜     it's not a deliberate remark to avoid the question,     he just takes offense to those that fail to be captivated by his charms.     possibly because no such magic is being used.     perchance because this new individual isn't an average human.     lips curve upward with every intent,     finding new source of entertainment before him.     who was this guy   ?     ❛     darkin,     darkin     ...     ❜     feigns being lost within own thought process,     circling around varus,     hand rubbing at own chin,     humming to further accentuate elaborate lie.     soft chuckle,     he shrugs.     ❛     nope,     sorry.     don't think i know anything about the darkin.     ❜

The patience of a hunter bridles even the superlative of lust that is his primal instinct to kill  —  not yet, he chides himself. The quiver of his accursed bow is only half-way drawn, the faintest glimpses of vermilion flickering where the string is at its tensest, but the bow is not aimed. What he seeks is answers, not the heart of the airy Vastayan that he stalks. 

He finally approaches close enough to where Varus hides. The soft grass rustles in his wake, and Varus rounds the corner, approaching deliberately, like a snake. His voice is a foreign growl in his ears, primitive and guttural. 

“You. Tell me, what do you know about the Darkin?”

@feyquil​ / sc.

pit's king.     ///     halvett.

          “   PEOPLE   SAY   THEY   DON’T   LIKE   violence ,   ”   begins   Sett   as   though   speaking   to   the   elements ,   whichever   one   of   them   may   be   willing   to   listen   ———   and   rubs   his   knuckles   against   his   palm ,   “   but   they   all   watch .   ”   And   sure   enough   it   feels   like   someone   has   been   watching   him   drag   the   faces   of   some   smart - asses   (   should   he   even   bother   calling   them   muggers ?   Cowards ,   maybe ,   nothing   more   than   that   )   through   mud   of   the   cold   city   streets ,   all   stealthy   and   secretive   in   a   way   Sett   is   far   from   familiar   with .   He   stands   to   his   full   height   again ,   hands   clenched   into   fists .  

          “   SO   WHOEVER’S   OUT   HERE   GETTIN’   an   eyeful   ‘a   this   better   say   hello .   I   was   never   good   at   hide   ‘n   seek .   ”

⇢  SETT  &  RAKAN .    /    @feyquil​ .    /    STARTER   CALL . ( FT . A CANON QUOTE . )

              watch they do.     to marvel at the spectacle of violence is to become a part of the audience,     witnessing knuckles coming into contact with another's face,     knocking out a tooth or two,     it's unique to that type of performance.     it is a dance that requires brute strength,     burly individuals that could easily instill fear into a layperson.     who better at this fatal dance than the king of the pit,     the boss everyone has whispered on    &    on about for his strength   ?     (   what show he truly puts on.     a meat head to the very end of coincidental confrontation.   )     sett's dance     ...     is it calculated,     or is it blind rage that overcomes his being   ?     curiosity may kill the cat,     but a bird's vantage comes from flight alone.

              ❛     not good at hide 'n seek   ?     ❜     finally,     he speaks,     blessing very atmosphere with his voice once more.     talking is his forte,     one of many gifts.     ❛     probably 'cause you're not supposed to punch those you find.     ❜     around the corner    &    he's in full view,     grin plastered on his lips.     mischievous.     not looking for trouble,     but to thank for the show.     or is silent appreciation far superior   ?     ❛     you did a number on those guys,     though.     not bad   !     i'm impressed.     ❜     despite his praise,     distance is maintained.     albeit rakan holds confidence for his own escape tactics,     he opts to be careful around the boss.     /     to become his enemy is to take part of the play,     to be on his stage.     this deadly dance is not for him.     not yet.

im gonna try smth...... ♥ this post so i can hop in ur IMs to try & discuss character dynamics between rakan and ur muse(s)!

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

*chucks a 🏆 at his forehead*

how do u feel abt my rakan?

SNIFF.....MY FOREHEAD HURTS...BUT IT’S THE PAIN OF VALIDATION AND FRIENDSHIP. THANK YOU...