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desclateblue:

She was about to question the other’s words, only until she saw the cute little wing that Xayah sported now. And almost immediately the young one could notice how different it was from the other’s much larger other. She wonders what had caused it to be like so, had it been damaged? Was it…supposed to be as such? But she didn’t even twitch her lips at it’s appearance. She only looked up to the taller now, head tilted to the side in question.

❝ …as to why would I LAUGH at such? I find no reason to ever laugh at such. Truly, I think it is…quite PRETTY…nay as much as your other, but still, it is pretty! ❞

“ I mainly feel self conscious over it, since well. . . It’s so tiny. “

With her words it flicked a bit. At least Rock seemed to like it. Then again

she shouldn’t be surprised. She had a thing for cute objects and her wing

could definitely be classified as such.

Even though that kinda pissed her off that it could be.

“ I’m glad you think it’s okay. An accident happened a few years ago

that caused it to be torn from me AND burned to boot. Not a fun time.

It’s why I can’t fly. “

#desclateblue #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

desclateblue-a-blog

How about that Xayah's url you're promoing? Since you seem to like them~

Send In The URLs! (Accepting) / @rebelfeather

my opinion on;

character in general: Alright, so getting right down to the core of this, Xayah is one of my favorite adcs of League of Legends. I love the management you need to have of her feathers, I love her attack animations, I love everything about her. And then her attitude, her lore, everything is just fucking amazing to me. She quickly has become my strongest adc to use in games, and tends to be the one I go to if I am wanting to go for the win. how they play them: Wow. So where to begin here? Legit, you are able to be XAYAH herself. There is no difference really from the canon version in my opinion. I love her so much.the mun: Okay, so here we get quite long in this category. Shay…where to begin…Shay means the world to me. At one point, I had made a statement clear that I do not consider myself ever having ‘friends’. But even after this…I am always left questioning how I truly feel. And why is that? The answer is 100% — Shay. Shay is the one person whom has been closest to me for so long. She’s the dearest of friends I can ever ask for. She’s sweet and kind when I need someone to vent to, or just talk to / have a bad day and need someone. She’s stern, and scolds me when I fuck up — which is a lot. You’ve no idea. She doesn’t hold back…and really, I couldn’t ask for a better friend.

When it comes to her writing? Shay is phenomenal a writer. She is someone I only wish I could one day match in writing prowess. I always feel so…little and insignificant when I read her threads compared to my own. In fact, she gives me such high levels of anxiety it’s not even funny. Many times I’ve found myself fully reading over a reply to her, and doing it again. And again. And again…just cause I want to make sure she gets my best. I want to impress her. I want to make her proud. She is someone I admire, and her praise means the world to me. In truth, just having her around means the world to me…more than she will ever know or understand.

do i;

follow them: Always will.rp with them: Not lately.want to rp with them: Always and forever.ship their character with mine: Feathers and Dust. It will never die.

what is my;

overall opinion: Shay and Xayah are just too perfect for words. That is all I can really bring it down to. And I love them both dearly.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

#fewhafiehwaofheawofhewao #{ x- things from friends and fans -- GIFTS AND OPINIONS }

desclateblue-a-blog

We fall like FEATHERS and Dust Just could you be the one That I was meant to (TRUST)?

We SMILE Set FIRE to dreams Just before is ONE Where one is YOU One is ME

Promo By: Wolf Banners By: Wolf Banner Art Credits: X / X Song: ♫

rpmusings-galore

I’ve been COLD, I’ve been мєrcιlєѕѕ But the ƁĻȮȮƊ on my hands… scares me to death

“…I wish to bathe, I have finished my training of the day…wish to join me?”

—≪🐦≫ “ O-Oh. “

Now Xayah had been in many situations with Rock thus

far that had yielded some rather interesting results.

However coming across her lover -- Were they even

that? Xayah wasn’t sure -- in this current state took

the poor bird by surprise. Stark naked in the middle

of the river, sitting upon a stone. Raven hair

cascaded down her sides, obviously wet with how

it stuck to her body. Which didn’t help either given

it provided lines for golden eyes to trace. She

swallowed hard, not even remembering if she

had managed to voice the face she was going to

join her. She just knew she was undressing and

heading for the water -- Even if she would die

from being exposed around her love interest

too long.

#nsfw #*snickers*#submission

Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts..

#*bellona voice: COME ON AND HIT ME

touchioniantail:

“Dealing with your emotions means it’s a problem. Neither you or your emotions are an issue for me.” She corrected. “What of my foxiness might you have to put up with I wonder? Worried I might leave for another? You needn’t worry.” Ahri teased in a soft tone.

While Xayah nestled in more Ahri’s grip tightened a bit. Rakan was gone and she’d been left to pick up her romantic interest’s pieces. It wouldn’t be easy, but she cared too much to not try. Her bird seemed appreciative of it too.It’d finally sunk in. Xayah was technically her’s now, but it was at a cost that shouldn’t have come.

Seems we both have a memory to uphold. Ahri thought to herself. I’m not you Rakan, but I’ll love Xayah so much her wounds will have no choice but to heal.

—≪🐦≫ “ That and your natural seductiveness. You’re going

to try to have me under sheets in no time. “

She teased back. Then sorrow blackened once more.

She was loving someone else, letting another person in

where only Rakan had been allowed. Even being held

the way she was, felt like some kind of violation. Yet, she

didn’t move, allowing the hold to happen. Xayah would learn

to allow things she thought she couldn’t. She had to if she

was to move on from this black hole in her heart. No matter

the pain, no matter what she felt, she had to move on. If

she didn’t, who could, who would take up her mantle and

continue to fight on in her place?

“ You sure you don’t mind what you’re getting into with the

rebel banner that surrounds my name and all? I mean,

the last I checked, you could care less about these matters

with how you kept yourself out of the fighting. You’re going

to be pinned as one of the rebels now if you’re seen with

me. Truly Vastayan or not, people talk and gossip. You

can’t escape it. “

Although, she had a good feeling the vixen wouldn’t really

care all that much. Ahri was one who didn’t care that much

of the strings attached when she got what she desired. In

fact, thinking of how long it was suggested that Ahri had

been in love with her, set her cheeks ablaze, squirming a

little. Gods, this was going to be awkward for awhile,

wasn’t it?

#touchioniantail

touchioniantail:

“Look at you, getting so caught up in the moment.” Ahri teased in a whispered tone as their lips parted. “You birds, always so emotional. You get yourselves so wrapped up, but I’m here. I’ll let your heart soar while making sure you always land safely.”

With her promise made Ahri kissed her again. Then once more. She seemed to finally be getting to Xayah. There were honest feelings in her words, but the vixen was also speaking truths from her own experiences. Still, at least she’d gotten her to smile.

“What do you say we ditch this place in the morning and make way for my home? We’ll be there by sunset if we leave at the crack of dawn.”

—≪🐦≫ “ That sounds like a good plan. “

She smiled even more at the fact they would be going

somewhere else, someplace that doesn’t have as much

sorrow around it for her. A soft sigh, as she nestled in more

enjoying the feeling of her fox.

“ As long as you can deal with my emotions, I can

deal with how FOXY you are. “

#touchioniantail #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

touchioniantail:

“Do not fret, for I am here.” She whispered while wrapping her arms tighter around the bird. Tails now came to wrap too and from them an aura of warmth. “You’re thinking about him aren’t you? Him and a new type of guilt. Am I wrong? You don’t need to feel bad.”

Slowly Ahri brought the pair to sit down, never allowing herself to let go of Xayah. Once down again the other was nearly dragged into her lap and held even tighter.

“I’ll never leave, I can comfort you forever if you’d like. Replace the pain of those memories with the joys of our own and slowly stitch the wound closed. Eventually I hope you can look back to him with a smile and tell his spirit you’re okay now, that you’ve managed to become happy again.” She coo’d. “Don’t fall into depression. Don’t let the pain of losing someone who was the most important thing in the world to you be the reason you can no longer be happy. You do him injustice if you love yourself, those around you, your life and this world less now that he’s no longe in it. That isn’t Rakan’s Miela now is it Xayah?”

A small nibble came to her ear from Ahri.

“Let me help you live up to these things, you’re not alone.”

—≪🐦≫ “ Please Ahri, please save me from myself. “

She nestled closer in that tender, warm embrace. She never thought

she’d find herself on such terms with the F O X of all people. Yet here she

was, enjoying herself, even SMILING through her TEARS. Rakan would

be proud of her, for trying to live on in his memory.

“ Ahri. . . “

Hand reached up to touch whispered cheek, lips turning upwards to

meet the vixen’s own. The fox was SWEET and PLEASANT to kiss, just

as she thought she might be.

#touchioniantail #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

@desclateblue

—≪🌙≫ “ Dearest Blue, you are safe now. “

Eyes were cast upward at the sky, as Rock rested in her lap. A

hand would loosely stroke her hair. She had managed to save her

her spirit. Her mortal body was dead, but she had taken her star to

now live with her. She had been watching from afar for so long.

Sometimes she could take the stars the First Star took away,

at the brink of their death. Sometimes the First Star was too

greedy and hoarded their spirits to itself.

But this one she had saved and this one would be her own.

No one would harm her anymore.

#desclateblue #{ v- for between the light and dark there is a spirit waiting -- Cosmic Dusk }

desclateblue:

When told not to hit her, a confused blink was offered — until the other quickly made it known what it was that she was not wanting to be hit for. A squeak follows up the other’s action, entirely caught off guard by the sudden action. Were it anyone else, her hostility would have been almost immediate — hand twitching in the other’s own, flame swiftly igniting in left orb and beginning to flicker as her small heart pounded in her chest. FLUSTERED was an understatement at this point.

As quick as it started, it seemed to be over, and left the small SADIST beyond confused and questioning. Cheeks are radiating such levels of heat, her hands pulled free to quickly slap at her cheeks as brows furrow in utter puzzlement. Her lips BURNED as her little heart raced continuously, letting her gaze shift to the other’s own as she had moved back. Though her lips are covered by palms of hands, she is pouting now.

❝ …Xayah…? ❞

Her nickname for the other was entirely dropped as her whispered tone was muffled through her hands, though she quickly drops them from her face, a single hand leaned into as opposite reached out to gently grab hold of the other’s cloak, pulling her closer to…as nervous as she was, return the affection — albeit quite poorly. After all, she wasn’t one who understood anything of what she was doing: she truly was just…mimicking the other’s movement from a moment ago. Just as quick as the other’s action had been, she pulls back from her terrible attempt, and averts her gaze in utter shyness.

❝ …W - What…was such a thing you did?

…A - And my chest…it hurts…why does it hurt?

…I’m burning… ❞

—≪🐦≫ “ Rock, I - - “

At first she fully expected the other to backhand her or

punch the daylights out of her for such an action. But

ears were raised upon hearing her name stated, such

an unfamiliar sound coming from the girl before her.

She was about to reply, when she was beckoned forth

into another kiss. It was sweet, enough to make the rebel’s

heart race even more, even if it lacked experience. Love

began to swell even more up in her chest. She was. . .

Loved?

Yet her hope was broken, as she heard the other question it.

She did not know what it meant. Such an action was foreign

to her. The other only knew of war and fighting. Death and

betrayal. But the questions she uttered, the sensation

she spoke of. Maybe it was still there, but just unknown.

“ Rock. . . I kissed you, because I love you. I. . . Love you

like I did Rakan. Even if it’s a bit different. You and him are

different, but you understand right? I want you as a lifelong

partner. Someone to cherish and to hold for eternity. I. . . I

know you can’t possibly feel the same for me. It’s foolish to

think so. B-But maybe that’s why you’re burning too. . . You’re

in love with me? I-I don’t know. “

#desclateblue #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

prim-and-proper-rabbit:

“Just a bit more.” Prim informed as she worked.

Once the wound had been cleaned up enough her needle and stitching thread was sterilized for good measure before the rabbit started working on getting the wound shut.

“So, do you want to talk about how you really got this?” She asked while keeping her eyes glued on where she was working. “I haven’t seen something this bad since our chandelier incident.”

—≪🐦≫ “ I’m kinda a resistance fighter and have

a tendency to piss people off. Said people I

pissed off this time wanted to straight up kill me. “

She bit out through gritted teeth. She just wanted to

just have this over, this was worse than what she just

went through to even get the injury to begin with.

#prim and proper rabbit #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

desclateblue:

She doesn’t even have to answer, as her face and her eyes would give away her answer entirely: a practical SHIMMERING taken to azure orbs as her grip around the other’s shoulders is released, leaning back on her heels before she took a step back, head tilting to the side patiently.

She’s always willing to see whatever the other wishes to share with with her, after all, she enjoys everything about being with the Bird.

—≪🐦≫ “ Promise me you won’t laugh. “

Was all she stated, as magic was dropped, allowing now

to be see the fact that she did indeed have two wings.

However, this newly shown wing was dwarfed, only about

a foot in length. It came to stand, it’s feathers spreading.

They were not as glossy or beautiful as her other wing,

instead it almost looked as though it had been burnt.

#desclateblue #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

desclateblue:

A small smile is offered as her wings slowly unfurl, wrapping around her small form, a single one half - overlapping the sleepy other like a blanket now. She gives a calm nod, head tilting to the side with a small giggle. Leans close to her, forehead pressing to her own.

❝ …I woke to such…

…are they…pretty, Xayah?

I’m more like YOU now… ❞

—≪🐦≫ “ They’re absolutely beautiful. . .

Breathtaking. . . Gods, Rock I don’t know

how you got these, but I don’t

care, I just. . . “

She was at a loss for words reaching out to touch the

raven wings, a slight pang of jealousy going through

her. She had two whole wings, she had one. In fact

at the moment, her wing extended outward, even

the tiny dwarf one was up as well. She didn’t have the

magic over it to make it look like a cloak. No her wings

were fully visible and in her true form.

“ You can fly, at least I assume. Have you

tried? “

#desclateblue

desclateblue:

The act of ENJOYING FOOD is what she says, and that now interests the girl. A blink is given as she slips her fingers into the hand of the other’s own, looking up to her as she was now very curious on what this act was. She’s wanting to know what foods taste like, for it was true — she NEVER has eaten a thing before.

❝ …I want to try this, EATING, Pretty Bird…

Can we try it? I am very intrigued in such a concept… ❞

—≪🐦≫ “ That’s the idea. “

Soon they were in front of the place Xayah had

in mind and led her inside. Luckily the place wasn’t

too full and the waiter found a table for them

quickly. Xayah grabbed a menu, looking it over,

a moment at Rock then back to it.

“ Bring us an Apple Fritz and Orange

Popper for starters. “

#basically xayah's ordered herself a apple cider and an orange pop for rock #desclateblue #{ v- heart distraught by the loss of true love }

call out post for @desclateblue making my bird suffer.

#{ x- cracked quills }

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