Yasuo.     ///     windwandered.

y’all i need some advice. i’m in a slump rn and don’t like anything i write -- i feel like i’ve lost my voice as a writer and a lot of the stuff i produce recently i just...do not like it at all. have you guys ever felt like this? if so, what did you do to try and fix the problem? i want to be passionate for writing again, it just feels so hard now for some reason?

Star Guardian Rakan x Xayah by zaket07

              battle dancing is one of the things he took pride in,     one of the things he has honed,     not simply out of mere interest,     but because it is interwoven with the care of his being.      dancing is freedom.     freedom is dancing.     to have one with the other is naught but a lie     (   a carefully constructed concept that would be forsaken,     for it is a mere imitation of the art,     albeit lacking soul   ).     that is his rationale for why kayn does this.     why kayn continues to train without breaking sweat,     why he perceives kayn to push himself to his limits,     why he believes kayn explains it to him,    &    despite how exhaustive it may be,     sheepish grin is all that is offered     ———     forgive him,     he hasn't processed all that information.

              ❛     right,     right,     so     ...     ❜     digits curl right against his chin,     lips coming to form a small pout,     brows furrowed as he attempts to regurgitate kayn's information to him.     ❛     you do that so that they can     ...     ❜     trails off into silence,     humming.     a shrug is offered in place of a verbal answer.     ❛     i dunno,     fall   ?     ❜     this is a mess.       ///       @shadowhelmed​

YOU 🏆🏆🏆🏆

how do u feel abt my rakan?

GABBY EXCUSE ME?????? THIS...MEANS SO MUCH TO ME THANK U

RULES: spell out your url with song titles, and then tag 10 people

f - fly! / genki rockets

e - esper world / final fantasy 6

y - your best american girl / mitski

q - qsay so / doja cat ( i’m not cheating )

u - unfulfilled / fire emblem: three houses

i - imagination forest / IA

l - let’s drop dead / neru

tagged by: @ekkological

tagging: @vuikusen @shadowhelmed @playfoul & anyone else who wants to do this have fun! ^_^

today... rakan “say so” fancam. tomorrow? who knows what y’all might get...

( credit: motion, model, stage )

unprompted.     /     always accepting   !!

@bloodthrrsty​ said :   " a lot of color, and a lot of shouting doesn't keep you from being catfood. so why don't you try taking it more seriously. "

              ❛     try taking it more seriously   ?     ❜     such an impertinent accusation   !     were the vibrant hues of his feathers,     very ones that garnered the attention of any    &    all that dared cross paths with him,     not enough   ?     shall a plumed vastaya forsake the loving colors of a warm summer     ———     blending into the sea's delightful greens near the tips of his feathers     ———     for the sake of being ' serious   ? '     no,     no   !!     beauty does not bend its will so easily,     it is carefully constructed    &    upheld by time,     objective beauty like him can't change at the discretion of others.     no,     he remains cool,     collected,     not a care in the universe,    &    that star provides everlasting gifts for all.     so long as a job is done,     appearances    &    the volume of his voice don't matter.     never have,     never will.

              ❛     you take things way too seriously   !     ❜     a gradual crescendo within his words,     rising    &    speaks with a drawl just for emphasis.     he is the antithesis of a passive,     hushed person     ——     they could not handle an audience's eyes,     whereas he craved it,     sought it for success   !!     ❛     i'll be fine.     if i haven't been turned into catfood yet     ...     ❜     hums as his a hand is drawn towards own face,     singular digit tapping against the side of his head,     knowing grin curving at his lips,     smug,     for he knows he is elusive    &    can make any escape with how swift he is.     everything he did always had a dash of pizazz.     ❛    chances are,     it ain't gonna happen any time soon.     ❜

aight time to start writing here again! like this for a starter of varying length! no cap!

                  You didn’t kill all of us, and that mistake will be your undoing.

unprompted.     /     always accepting   !!

@yuanfena​ said :   yasuo lifts a tentative hand , pad of his index brushing along the underside of rakan's fur tipped ear - a near imperceptible friction. " hm " a quiet hum , " sorry " he adds as he slowly lowers his hand back to rest on his side , corners of his lips tipping upwards , " couldn't help seeing if they were as soft as they look "

              often are feathers considered most important aspect of him,     usual for them to be at center of another's attention,     considered as the most beauteous aspect of his person     (   every part of rakan is beautiful,     he is beauty itself,     no such thing as flaw on his exterior   ),     for their colors were warm    &    their surface velvety,     heiled by the many onlookers as a demonstration of a softness fabricated by nature's divine hands.     all appreciation welcomed,     for it was praise,     verbal or not,    &    he liked that.     /     one may consider touch itself a minute act,     but not him     ———     no,     its significance amounted to greater than initially perceived,     perchance approaching insurmountable in his eyes,     as it served as generous indicator that his allure was effective.     that others considered him meritorious enough to be granted attention through curiosity's means.     it sated his blatant desire,     a need for some form of praise.     /     such is customary when it came to feathers,     but what of these ears,     whose softness went unnoticed,     whose condition kempt for the sake of flashy appearance,     whose silk - like surface had never been touched.

              how foreign is touch's blessing    &    how abrupt   !!     /     not a thought of that desire had crossed mind in a while,     though upon receiving it,     it elicits the softest hum imaginable,     vocal vibration brushing against lowest tonality,     leaning towards singular digit 'till     ——     ugh.     golden opportunity,     transient as it was,     had been revoked,     an apology in its place.     the only apt response   ?     a huff     &    brief groan,     interlaced with displeasure.     /     yes,     foreign was that touch at first,     though he enjoyed it.     ear's twitch is slight,     head cants to the side,    &    azures shift to scan caramel before moving onto the rest of yasuo's features.     though,     rising grin is most pivotal change     (   infectious,     capable of making rakan's pursed lips curve into minuscule grin,     compounded with brief chuckle   ),     it was home to a boundless curiosity     (   rakan thought so,     at least   ).     who is he to deny a friend such an implicit request   ?

              ❛     y'know,     ❜     characteristic lilt makes itself present in voice,     innate rhythmic tone,     befitting of dancer    &    singer alike.     ❛     if you wanted to know whether or not my ears were soft,     just ask   !     ❜     carefree,     not a drop of anger in his voice    ;    even now,     he is cool,     he remained mischievous,     he liked having his ears touched.     head tilts ever so delicately towards yasuo,     overt invitation through nonverbal means,     he can't just say no to that,     right   ?     ❛     you can touch 'em,     go ahead.     take is as a thanks.     what for   ?     dunno   !    but,     i'm sure i owe you some form of gratitude.     ❜