What’s Your Muses’ Position?

you know exactly what tf is going on!!!!!!!!!!

              ❛     hmm     ...     ❜     he's thinking,     thinking,     scrutinizing over draven's features,     active imagination attempting to visualize what he'd look like without the facial hair.     upon finally realizing it,     his brow quirks,     then he hums before giving his verdict,     seemingly out of nowhere.     ❛     yep,     you look a whole lot better with the beard.     ❜       ///       @drorious​

lillia.     ///     herdream.

❛  oh … s - so you don’t  —  ❜  if her long droopy ears could drop any further they did now, despite being told she shouldn’t feel embarrassed —  how could she not? such a stupid question, lillia! stupid, stupid, st    —   ❛  l - lillia … my name’s lillia. ❜  she shares, ❛  is the … n - no. are the humans in your dream … truly like that?  ❜  a sudden question, but it gives way into the innocent curiosity that fuels violet hues. ❛  your dreams … they are warm, a - and so much fun! but … the humans … they make them … cold. are … are the humans … cold … ?  ❜

oh, how she wanted to learn about the world just outside the outskirts of these trees! but she remained here, alone amongst the wildlife  &  the dreams that greet her. so many dreams, sad, joyous. dark … so many dark dreams —  she was surprised when this person had managed to find her, even when she hid so well behind the trees  &  amongst the willowy branches … he found her!

              if he were oblivious to her sudden tonal shift,     to the underlying melancholy that's embellished within every syllable,     would he truly be rakan   ?     certainly not   !     attuned to his own sentiments grants him ability     (   if one could even call it that,     of course   )     to discern the emotions of others     ——     comes with his natural beauty,     what can he say   ?     that's all he needs to change his goal,     to uplift her spirits,     he's a charmer,     an entertainer,     what more does he need than his audience to smile for him   ?

              ❛     pleasured to meet you,     lillia   !     i'm sure you've heard of me,     ❜     confidence exudes from the smirk that grows onto his lips,     hand extended towards her,     albeit making certain to not so much as touch her.     his hope of her shaking his hand comes from the expectation she'll reach out.     scaring her away is not his intention,     to move about meticulously    &    carefully     ...     almost like a dance,     with a few extra steps.     ❛     but,     if you haven't     ...     rrrrakan,     ❜     emphasis on rolling the r sound,     simple effort to elicit even the smallest laugh,     the kindest smile.     ❛    the charmer,     the life of the party,     the most beautiful thing you'll ever see   !     ❜     hearty chuckle,     even if it's a slight one.

              ❛     as for the humans     ...     ❜     how peculiar.     that feeling of dreaming,     that feeling of conversing with another about a certain topic,     doing specific actions     ————     only for it to be mimicked in the real world,     a strong sense of familiarity,     have they met   ?     no,     no,     he's certain they haven't.     ❛     feel like i've told someone this before.     humans aren't bad,     ❜     is that the truth   ?     or is it merely a conjured lie perceived as reality   ?     some were good,     some held malevolent intentions,     whose fault is that   ?     ❛    but some of them     ...     ❜     how somber it felt now,     each word.     eyebrows furrowed,     lips pursed,     sky blue hues shifting towards extended hand,     thinking.     full of joy,     though he knows of the cruelty some display.     averting his eyes to that would not do him well.     thankfully,     he catches himself,     shakes his head    &    a bonafide grin grows onto his lips as his focus remains on lillia's eyes,     like soft lavender they were.     ❛     it's a long,     long story.     i'll just say they,     uh,     fear something they know nothing about.     magic.     you know about magic,     right lillia   ?     ❜

when u ks your duo

The Eternal Dancers

“do you like boys or girls?” yes.

unprompted.     /     always accepting   !!

@defensator​ said :   so YOU are an eleven? hah!

              ❛     yeah,     did i stutter   ?     ❜     oh,     look,     a smirk curves at his lips.     he's pressed the right buttons    &    he's gonna keep at it.     ❛     come on,     if you want to be an eleven,     you gotta have better hearing than that,     old man   !     or is age starting to catch up to you   ?     ❜

hc.   rakan cares about xayah. rakan cares about xayah. rakan cares about xayah. this is something i have to stress, namely because if there's one thing i know rakan is willing to do, it's absolutely anything for xayah. there's the fact xayah knows him well enough to say "rakan doesn't take death well," and whether or not that's in general or not, rakan is still able to kill if xayah were so to say it. even then, he doesn't ever lose how charismatic he is—he doesn't lose sight of himself, because not only is he comfortable with himself, but he knows that it's himself that xayah fell in love with. just as he's fallen for xayah bc of who she is. she might not be as emotionally intelligent as rakan, she might push herself to her limits and rakan absolutely hates it when she doesn't stop to take care of herself, but rakan still loves her. he supports her. he'd die for her across any verse if he were forced to do so. it's an unquestionable truth that no matter what, rakan cares deeply about her, just as she does for him. that even through the pain they both go through, emotionally, he's there to support her, just as she's there to support him, and that's an important aspect of their relationship that shouldn't be forgotten.

additionally, rakan is NEVER going to take off the skull with xayah's feathers. ever. this is more specific to a verse where he's lost xayah ( as in, she's dead ), but the point stands even in the verse where he's together with her: he's not taking it off. to him, it's not just the memories of the times he spent with her, it's also proof of their love. it's evidence that they were meant to be, that what they had? it was real, by fucking god it was real and no one's taking that from him. this is dwelling so much into a verse where he's lost her but i like. promise. it's deadass not something he's willing to negotiate, if rakan's to love again—if he can even find that strength himself to trust in someone that much again and be assured he doesn't fail them too—they have to accept not just him, but him and xayah. rakan is unequivocally connected with xayah, even after death. no one, no one is taking that away from him.

just did a castrum run and randomly ran into @flowihnd​ there, what’re the odds!!!!