RULES: Spell Out Your Url With Song Titles, And Then Tag 10 People

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@miellamor​ said :   ' i would give my lungs for you to not drown, i would give my feathers for you to keep flying, i would give my voice for you to keep singing, i would give my heart for you to keep loving.'

              THEIR LOVE IS A SACRED ONE,     it is a fragile craft conjured meticulously by both their hands,     forming it,     nurturing it into that warmth that resonates within their hearts.     they are not connected by mere physicality,     the exterior matters naught,     it's the emotional connection that matters more,     where their hearts become one,     where their love is powerful enough to face the world by themselves,     make an enemy of those that stand against their rebellion.     he'd never leave her side,     gods he'd never leave her side.     to forsake her,     who matters above all else,     would be sin itself.     /     who has ever intrigued him as much as she   ?     who has ever loved him for him    &    not just the charismatic charmer   ?     who has bared her heart to him    &    his to her,     accepting delicate gift    &    cherishing with all their might   ?     it's only them.

              verily,     she was immune to his charms,     it was she who rejected his advances,     but an impassioned heart persists    &    love had been discovered blooming between them.     (   my love,     this flower is ours,     only we may see it,     only we may feel it.   )     to erroneously assume it had been an overnight thing     ...     it brings a chuckle,     fools cannot perceive the trials they've faced,     the many times he's protected her,     the many times she's protected him,     the many times she claimed to leave him were he caught in a peril situation,     only to be saved right after    &    scolded harshly for not being serious enough.

              deep down,     they both knew the truth.     one shrouded in mystery,     but through each error,     each time they corrected themselves,     truth's like shined through,     illuminating an indubitable fact    :     they both knew they cared about one another.     platonic   ?     romantic   ?     foggy mind couldn't decipher it,     he knew his intentions were romantic,     but he saw more of her    &    so were his glib acts dropped,     replaced over time by bonafide acts of love,     genuine passion with every chat they had,     every laugh they shared.     //     her laugh,     oh her laugh,     was there anything more beautiful,     anything that inspired him more than when she smiled,     when mirth graced her features,     that was beauty itself   !!

              ❛     miella,     ❜     he hushes her,     finger pressed against her lips,     amiable smile growing onto his lips,     he leans in,     close    &    makes sure to press his forehead against hers.     deep intake of breath,     small exhale,     then silence.     silence.     words cannot encompass his love for her,     neither can time     ———     their love transcends time,     it transcends history itself,     historians shall not record it,     documents will write of their achievements,     their failures,     there will be information on their success to preserve the wild magic of ionia,     but no matter if a memorial is made,     no matter if others see them as ghosts or heroes,     none will know of their love.     there will be songs sung,     speaking of the two lovers that faced the world,     but none,     none but they will know of this flower they nurtured,     the nature of their love is not an exhibit for the world,     but their private garden that only they may dwell    &    dance in forevermore.     ❛     don't you ever give anything for me.     what i have here   ?     you,     with me,     that's all i could ever ask for.     i don't want anyone else but you.     don't ever sacrifice anything of yours for me.     ❜     only i'm allowed to ever sacrifice myself for you,     miella.

UNPROMPTED LOVE???     /     !?!?!?!!?!?!?

@windwandered​ said :   I love your birdman more than I let on because you have an energy to him that makes me laugh and amused every time I read something that comes out of his semi-dumb mouth. A natural entertainer and a good fit.

FROSTY HELLOOOOOO??? WHY’RE YOU SENDING THIS UNPROMPTED...........THANK U THO I REALLY APPRECIATE THIS?? i love rakan sm and it’s the first time i’ve ever written such a charismatic muse that’s a natural entertainer and like, a jokester and like. LORD i sometimes feel insecure writing him but........i’m really glad that you like my bird man!!!! i really am trying my best and knowing that you enjoy how i write him must mean i’m doing something right. thank you so much for this message!! <333

im gonna try smth…… ♥ this post so i can hop in ur IMs to try & discuss character dynamics between rakan and ur muse(s)!

Rakan & Kayn comiss! ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

u know what fuck it, starter call with no cap, let’s go. mutuals only, as per usual!

this one’s for u gabby @quartlet​ this quarantine is making jhin learn a few dance moves!

( credit: motion, model, stage )

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@stonethrown​ said :   goddamn dude just, it's been a long while since we were meming things up in TNB but I was just reading your threads on your blog for the past 10 minutes and god just, I love you and your writing like WOW i can't believe i'm actually friends with someone who writes and me reading it instantaneously cures my face acne and brings us to world peace but real talk your writing has shot through the roof and I know this is like super homo of me but keep on writing pls bc I wanna read more ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

UM AWAN WHAT IS THIS DFLJHDFHJDF YOU'RE SO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH??? i can't believe we went from tiger & bunny with kotetsu and prof. willow all the way here. listen though- really, thank you for your compliments!! i really want to be able to convey my feelings n rakan's feelings as best as i possibly can in my writing, since i feel like he's a character whose primarily based in his emotions ( and honestly every character i write has been like that but LKFDJHLDFHSFJ ), and delving into how complicated emotions can be and what he feels can just. like. u know. contradict w/ the way he acts n shit sometimes u gotta do what u can to survive. BUT REGARDLESS I'M RAMBLING THANK U SO MUCH FOR THIS i love u sm all the homo babe! <3

              he's not well versed in this type of thing.     strategizing an attack against a single person is one thing,     but strategizing for multiple people    &    devising an intricate web of plan upon plan sounded much too complicated for him.     there was always the option,     for him,     of simply tiring one out    ;    of course,     when it's an entire kingdom full of troops heavily armed,     maybe that wasn't an option.     his input may not be of the best quality,     due to his own methods of battle contrasting heavily with sylas's,     though an attempt is all that's surely needed.     at least,     he hopes so.

              ❛     you're saying we should do that   ?     ❜     what did he call it   ?     a     ...     pincer attack,     or something   ?     he's not entirely certain on how it might benefit them.     thinking on it too much is a chore,     even if it is a necessity to claim victory in this uphill battle.     regardless,     rakan's curiosity is abundant    &    one of his only tools that could help him understand something a little better.     ❛     it's not clicking with me.     why not just charge straight into them   ?     i'm sure they wouldn't expect that   !!     ❜       ///       @unshackles

Quinn: BÉSALO!!!

historia real :u

AGO 2018

rengar.     ///     prxdestvkler.

The male watched, a gaze of blue and gold, following the elegant movements of Rakan. Even his feathered facial features moved strangely as his thoughts shifted in his head. Rengar did not know what to really think of the other vastayan. They were vastly differently in appearance even despite their magic being of the same earth and ground. Vastayans were of all kinds and variations.  “You dance,” The feline spoke low, a cold rumble deep within his throat, “and I hunt but all for the same reason. It allows us to become what we are and what we should be.” His long tail curled idly, swiping across the tall grass and Rengar sniffed.  “If you think I need to learn such brandish moves then I would show you the strength of my claws. I do not need to twitter like a bird nor flaunt the color of my pelt.” The words curled his upper lip, teeth sharp with saliva and yellowed with age. 

              how different they were,     indeed   !     each physical attribute marked them vastly distinct from one another,     feathers dissimilar to the fur rengar doned.     rakan's clean    &    deceptively shiny pearly whites     (   a necessity to deliver charming grins,     for he is a charmer,     first    &    foremost   ),     even the near human qualities rakan possessed marked them different enough.     is it a shame that similarities are little to none   ?     no,     no,     that only makes things amusing for him.     the more differences,     the merrier,     he'd argue.

              ❛     man,     you sound old,     focusing on the attack if anything.     ❜     though not useless.     knowing one's way around a battle is a necessity.     spontaneous is that type of encounter,     albeit expecting the unexpected is a norm he's sure both of them have adopted.     what's entertaining    &    what's done for survival,     for sport,     are they truly as different as he perceives them to be   ?     ❛     buuut,     not bad.     you're right.     you do what you need to,     just to be the best version of yourself.     that's why i dance.     it's fun   !     ❜