P O G
kat what the fuck. absolute fucking poggers. anyway,
P : PARTNER. what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?
can you kick his ass? can you care for him as much as he cares for you? that’s perfect. he’ll love you. he needs to be able to click well with the person! looks wise? uh……..i dunno. just be sexy? what’s defined as ‘sexy’? idk man maybe have some nice legs? who knows
O : ODE. does your muse have a way with words?
hey i’m literally a dumbass that loves poetry and LOVES to project don’t ask me this question. rakan does have a way with words, but i like to think that’s mainly because of the songs he’s learned and sings. regardless, he probably does fumble a bit with his words if he doesn’t know what to say exactly. it’s customary.
G : GIFT. is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?
he struggles with it! this comes from the fact he’s very indecisive and has to put a lot of thought into thinking what his partner likes, and thinking abt what to give them? is it something they’d like? if it’s not, what else is there? are they really gonna like it? he deliberates over those types of questions and, as such, takes way too long to get a gift for his partner.
x / @shnpo
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👶 Does your muse want children?
i think he does, yes!! rakan being a father would actually be kinda soft so. u know. i’d be down to write smth like that!
⌛️ How long does your muse last in bed?
how good is his partner? i’m kidding- well, partly. rakan can last a long while if he really wants to make the moment last, give or take…20 mins, if it’s something special? otherwise, if it’s just a quick fuck-n-go, he won’t last very long. especially if he’s being riled up like all hell. just some fun facts to consider! /// @shadowhelmed
hero. /// bxstiae.
⚜ ; —– [ ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴏ ʀ ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ] —– WASN’T LIKE HERO needed to use the sword (actually preferred the bow most of the time ). Though Master Blade had SOME perks to. It seemed to be whispering again, EGGING the Hylian to show the other why in it’s dim glow. Strange. (the sword never got upset over that before ) Only cast a glance at weapon before turning to swing at what seemed like NOTHING.
—– ; BRIGHT ray of light came from the sword; went in the direction a Champion had swung – only to clip the grass that stood in way before hitting a bush in an explosion. Leaves flew in various directions. Perhaps that would be sufficient ENOUGH to answer the question.
❝ 🇭🇲🇲 … ❞
i mean i can still use the bow too i guess .
nothing but sounds of a delicate wind, all as he awaits a response. is there an apparent, valuable reason for his curiosity ? no. rakan isn't one to use weapons, he prefers his dance to be his guide. treat every battle as such & he's found to give a performance that's enough to please the crowd ! still ... a sword over a bow ? doesn't one give you the advantage of distance ? rakan thinks that there's more merit in a bow from that alone. of course, that erroneous belief is quickly left behind when there's a beam of light that collides with a bush & explodes on impact
❛ alright, guess that settles why at least ! ❜ he finds no interest in that weapon. using it would be entertaining, shooting beams of light to anything & having control of a power like that would be for naught but fun. that's why ... ❛ heeey, you don't mind if i use it myself, right ? i wanna give it a shot ! ❜
rule number three, wear your heart on your cheek; but never on your sleeve, unless you wanna taste defeat.
— green oak, written by zacharie. established october 2020.
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unprompted. / always accepting !!
@quartlet said : i am here to bullie you
u want what i have!!! that’s why u bully me, sweetheart! 😤😤😤
being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward
one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other
pressing their foreheads together while kissing
speaking normally, then after the kiss their voice is hoarse
guys furrowing their brow when kissing passionately
staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in
running their thumb over the other’s lips
when they lean forward a fraction as if to kiss the other person, then realize they shouldn’t and pull back to stop themselves
ripping the other away - “no we shouldn’t” - but when they kiss them again they moan and hold them close
one sliding their hand into the other’s hair slowly
their entire body freezing for a second when their love kisses them
accidentally being forced inches apart from each other, staring at each other’s lips, and just before they kiss someone pulls them back apart
when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more
a hoarse whisper “kiss me”
then licks their lips and says “please”
Hand holding during sex, that’s that good shit
sidles up to him and worms his way beneath his cloak wing thing to keep warm
inattentive azures fixated on particular rock structure, attempting to understand if its form had always been the way he sees it now // has the rock undergone change ? was what perceived as immovable, unchanging, able to convert to its current form ? logical explanation behind it a bore, more intriguing is the idea of life's dance interlacing itself with rock's time, nature's dance wild & free, the two conjoining to create what now sits before him. attention, however, is fully diverted upon feeling one hide beneath his wing. very same one that dons the guise of a cloak to foolish humans, those that knew naught of the magical properties bestowed onto it, over it & beneath it.
speaking of lying beneath it, just who is that ?
❛ hey, careful with the feathers ! ❜ exclamation's delivered without second thought as he quickly turns around, perpetrator revealed ! in lieu of anger painting his features, a smile finds itself forming on rakan's lips, a chuckle elicited at the sight. limb shifts, only for hand to be placed against the nape of his neck & sheepishly rub it. ❛ you startled me there for a second, varus. don't sneak up on a guy like that ! ❜ /// @blightbrought
❛ do i ... recognize you ? ❜ is this information that he's supposed to know ? are vastaya now expected to understand & process all of the information that is whispered & shared between the humans ? absolutely not. hand travels short distance to rub nape of own neck, canvas of his face colored with confusion ( heart on his sleeve, or heart on his face ? perhaps too much heart is the issue ). lips part for a moment, as if to speak, only for them to purse & consider his next words carefully. to hell with it. ❛ nope, sorry, you don't look familiar at all. ❜ /// @prodigal-ezreal
i hate @feyquil so fucking much -