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I’ve been gone from this blog forever and I have 135 followers :thinking:
&. PLATONIC STARTERS.
“are you feeling better today?”
“you’re my best friend. you’re supposed to deal with the second-hand embarrassment.”
”come on, i can’t go to the party alone.”
“you deserve so much better.”
“here, let me help.”
“can i sleep over? my parents are fighting again.”
“you don’t have to deal with everything alone.”
“how about i come over and help you throw away all those clothes you’ve been hoarding?”
“you know s/he’s just going to hurt you.”
“call me. text me. reach out for me, for godsake.”
“you’re freezing. come here.”
“you know me better than anyone.”
“i’m saying this because i care about you.”
“ugh, you’re sweaty- get off.”
“you know what, we make a pretty good team.”
“we should run away.”
“you’re a horrible liar. i’ve known you far too long to be able to tell.”
“sing me a song please?”
“i miss her/him. and i know i shouldn’t, but i do.”
“let’s go somewhere. i’m tired of this town.”
“i just want you to be happy”
“don’t listen to them. they’re just jealous of how cute you are”
“i’m dying without you. when are you coming back?”
“Oh look, carnage.”
“Seems to follow us, doesn’t it?” Rakan laughed as he smoothed the feathers on his head back. Did a few get cut short in the fight?
How dare they.
“But you did great as usual out there, babe.” He smiled and wrapped an arm tightly around her waist and pulled her in, “And I dunno about you, but I need a bath when we get back. Red is my color, but not like this.” He joked, motioning to his cloak that had some blood splatters on it.
It took a moment for him to adjust to the awkward situation and all he could do was eye Roey up and down, one corner of his mouth slowly curling deeper and deeper into a frown. She looked nice enough and her tone suggested innocence. But how she oh-so delicately worded it bothered him.
“Well nice to meet you. I’m Rakan. Xayah’s current love.”
So much for subtly. But he’d still try to be nice, for Xayah’s sake. She still seemed to like Roey’s company and as long as she was happy, Rakan would put up with it and push his jealously back for now. He took a small breathe and tried to smile again. Nope, that really wasn’t stopping the knots in his stomach.
“So uh, Roey, what are you doing here?” With a little more slyness, he slipped his fingers between Xayah’s, pulling her a little closer to him.
Normally she didn’t wander off. Usually if she was that eager to get somewhere she would drag him by his wrist, though he didn’t mind much. But this was different. One moment she was by his side and after a blink she was getting lost in the crowd, barreling towards whoever she saw.
Who was so important that she would leave him? He didn’t think he was the only person Xayah cared about, but he certainly couldn’t think of anyone worth abandoning him for.
He finally pushed through the last few people separating them, panting as his eyes focused on whoever it was Xayah was talking to. Particularly how they were tightly holding each other’s hands.
That was fine. He didn’t care. The only person she had ever held hands with since he met her was him, but that was fine. As much as he told himself that, his stomach felt like it was churning and his hands felt sweaty and even a little spastic.
“So uh, who’s this? I don’t think I’ve seen them before.” Despite what he was feeling, he managed to smile at the two.
#Rakan💛 #Xayah💜 #💛💜
Defense
Prior to meeting Xayah, Rakan was never much of a fighter. He’d much rather entertain people and get along rather than cause a scuffle. However, after meeting Xayah, he was much more open getting into confrontations with humans given what he learned they were doing through Xayah’s cause.
When he fights with Xayah, he mainly fights to distract or prolong the fight long enough to escape, meaning he does far less physical harm. Although he’s much more open to fighting mortals, he still doesn’t intend to kill them, just in case he can make them open their eyes and reform to help the vastaya.
However, this doesn’t not mean Rakan can’t do some serious damage or even kill someone if necessary.
He still has razor sharp talons that can easily rip flesh or even disembowel someone should he be pushed that far. Unlike Xayah, his feathers do little damage and that is where his bird talons come in handy. Though if he can avoid it, he would rather go for just defending himself or others with his cloak.
But if you corner him, there is nothing stopping an animal-like instinct from protecting what matters to him.
"Babe, what are you thinking about right now?"
He didn’t answer her at first. Rakan was uncharacteristically quiet. Deep in thought, his fingers scratched his cheek and his talons scratched lines into the dirt. There was a lot on his mind as he picked up what clean bandages they had on hand. Walking to Xayah, he delicately picked up her leg and started to wrap the bandages around the wound just above her calf.
It was a small enough wound that she obviously didn’t seem worried. Rakan however, had been watching blood steadily flow from it for nearly an hour and it showed no sign of stopping. Probably hit an artery. Whether she liked it or not, he was going to fret over her until he knew she was better.
“I’m thinking,” His tone was serious and he had not flashed his usual goofy grin, “That you took too much of a risk this time. Especially when I wasn’t there. I’m the risk taker. You always follow the plan.”
The plan was more on the dangerous side, but nothing was supposed to go wrong. A get in, get out situation. Unfortunately they had been ratted on, and the plan became much more improvised than expected. Had he not been there, Rakan feared what may have happened to Xayah after her leg got nicked. Nobody would have been there to protect her.
“Now look what’s happened. You’re hurt and I could have lost you.” He finished with a frown as he tightened the bandage.
@ask–xayah
“Give up on you?” Rakan laughed and brushed his lips against her ear again, “The day I stop asking you to marry me is the day I stop breathing baby. I’m not gonna stop until you cave.”
His grip on her tightened as he saw more tears streaming down her face. She was wearing herself out but all the doubt she held was keeping her awake. Did she really think he would leave? He already knew when they first met, he didn’t want to ever leave her side. It was even more true now.
She needed him as much as he needed her.
“We scope out that camp tomorrow, then high tail it to the falls? We don’t come back until you feel like a new woman, ‘kay? You give me the plan, I’ll tweak it like always, and we get out before noon. We’ll get to the falls before the sunsets. You know the top of the cliffs have a great view over Ionia.”
“And when we get there, I ain’t letting you go until we leave miella.” He kissed her temple with a toothy grin.
what the fuck rp starters
“Oh look, carnage.”
“I found you beat half to death in a dumpster. When I said I would call 9-1-1 you punched me in the face and said no before passing out.”
“Holy shit you look terrible.”
“Can’t go to my place, I’m making poison in my kitchen.”
“This is the tenth half-eaten corpse I’ve seen. It’s still kinda horrifying but less horrifying than the first time I saw one.”
“Yeah, that’s right, go wander off and commit murder somewhere else.”
Everything about your life makes so much sense now.”
“I don’t know, that sounds like a ‘fuck off’ kind of growl.”
“There’s a girl snorting cocaine off the counter in the bathroom. Just thought you’d wanna know.”
“I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news: some of this blood is mine. The bad news: most of it is mine. And I’m going to pass out.”
“After the fight some dude catcalled me on the way home so I turned around and spat a bunch of blood at his feet. Never seen someone regret doing something so fast.”
“Is that a fucking dragon?”
“That is genuinely disturbing.”
“Don’t smile. You have the smile of a serial killer.”
“This is surprisingly not the worst thing we’ve done. This is like, maybe halfway up the list.”
[ Handunit ] ' It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type and I will autocorrect it for you. One moment. Welcome, Screaming Bird '
Rakan stared at his bracelet while his hand unit read off his name. His ears perked as he heard his…
Insulting name.
“Are you trying to invite me to be annoying?” He looked at his hand unit again to see if he was really hearing that name right, scowling as if the machine would even care.
These days everything is killing us. It’s just some things have found a way to do it faster than others.
Rakan did you learn that language from Xayah?
X A Y A H & R A K A N
xayah and rakan color/role(?) swap <3
v; killingworld
It’s OVERWHELMING; the acidic scents of marinara sauce & saccharine icing —— but it’s the first sensation that hits you as you slowly open your eyes. This is not your home; this is not the place you belong & you can’t help but wonder —— where the hell are you ? !
Your eyes forced away from your dreams stare upon the NIGHTMARE that you were surrounded by. A dark room; dust & decay only illuminated by a dingy little lightbulb above your head. Your only hint to your plight being the posters plastered upon the walls; strange animals & children’s drawings upon the rotting paper.
& then you look down at your hand to see —— a single FLIER.
’ Welcome to Circus Baby’s Pizza World, where family fun and interactivity go beyond anything you’ve seen at those other pizza places ! ’
That was right. You came to this place for some reason. Whether you came for some good family-friendly fun, came for a job offer, came as a dare —— it didn’t matter. You were in this mechanical wonderland now.
You muster up your courage & exit the room. A pizzeria —— that was certainly clear enough. The little tables adorned with cute little party hats. The scent of pizza wafting through the air. But there was no family-fun in this place. It doesn’t look like anyone had touched this place n YEARS. You wander hopelessly; wondering if you can find any exit —– but will you survive the night ? & each & every night you will spend in this place ?
Circus Baby’s Pizza World is an open group verse containing elements from the Dangan Ronpa series & the Five Nights at Freddy’s series. Your muse has woken up in an abandoned pizzeria & find themselves unable to escape. Now, your muse along with others finds themselves in a Pizzeria Life of Mutual Killing under Circus Baby.
Knowledge of either series is NOT required. However, please keep in mind that this group verse will contain triggering elements which will be tagged appropriately.
APP HERE !