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𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊

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Like for a starter!

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I love her

[druhst]

…my heart clings to him more than ever; and my soul is sick of solitude.

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall; Anne Brontë (via druhst)

[goodquoteco]

I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face they are still together.

Warsan Shire (via hqlines)

[braitooo]

XAYAH & RAKAN

For a long time I did not like characters so much, I sincerely totally love these new characters from LOL, I love their design, I love their story, and love their love, I just loved them, and that’s why I decided to make them a fanart

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OPEN STARTER

          The  lands  of  the Vastaya once roamed the entire planet,           far  and  wide,   turning from forest to sea to desert.   Now,           they are confined,  chipped  away with every passing year           as humans force their way into the wilderness. The elders           spoke  of  peace,  of  understanding,  and  when  she had           been  young,    cradled  in  her  father’s  arms,    she  had           listened,  had  agreed.   Why not share?   This planet was           not    only    theirs,     but    home    to    others    as   well.            And then she had traveled outwards,      had directly seen           the  destruction  brought  to  those  who disagreed,  those           who      spoke      up        about      the       stolen       land,           the        tamed        magic,            the       dying       trees.           She returned  without  a  home  or  a familiar face in sight.           Xayah’s  hatred  for  the  humans had reached a  breaking           point, and with every bloodstained feather, she felt it ease           into  a  sense  of  justice.  Humans  were  greedy,   unkind           creatures, who  took and  took   and took  until those they           took   from   were   no   longer   there.     She   could   not           forgive        them,    would        not          forgive      them.           So  how  had  she  found  herself  in  the  company  of one?           She  glances  briefly  at  the  figure  near  her, a frown deep           set  on  red   lips.   Her   instinct   has   stopped   her   from           abandoning     or     killing     the      stranger     -     instead,           she     keeps     near,            waiting,      waiting,      waiting.            “And you know where the source of this shadow magic is?”

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"What do you mean i smell of human?"

          “You  stink   of it. ” she hisses out the words,  her body          clearly in defense as she takes a step back. One hand          stays in front of her,  bracing for any movement,  while          the other hangs seemingly limp to her side -  however,          three  feathers  hide between her fingers,  ready to be          fired          off          with          a          simple         flick.           “Why    are    you    here ?    What    do    you    want?”

[theglowinqeyes]

the forest is singing for you. the wind harmonizing with the trees. the birds calling lullabies into the ears of any creature that will listen. hooves hitting the ground like drumbeats. howls of glory. chirps from insects that just want to remind you that they are there, they are important. the forest breathes music. it’s singing you to sleep.

i am watching over this orchestra. i am the conductor. i will defend these beings with all of my soul.

listen to the melody as you sleep, my friend. the forest is singing for you. 

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"So other worlds also have bird people... Some times i think about doing more... or less than full transformations to a raven."

          “It’s  Vastaya  to  you.”  her  words  are  sharp, slit eyes          narrowing  down  as  she  returns  a  bold gaze towards          the  stranger.  Had  this  been  a  human,  Xayah would          have   been   gone   by   now   -    unless  they  tried  to          pick                                  a                                    fight.           Yet something felt off with this one. Not entirely human,          yet        not         entirely         monster        as        well.           She  hesitates before speaking  again,  voice guarded,          yet     curious,     “Transformations     into    a    raven?"

[teaganwhite]

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Neeko: Hi! Xayah: Jesus Christ, is that a fucking Gremlin? Neeko: No. I'm the new champion! Xayah: Whatever, just no one feed that fucking thing after midnight. 

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· Independent RP blog for Xayah from League Of Legends · AU/Crossover friendly · 10+ years RP experience · Rooted by Judas

ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶! 

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