BRINGER OF DEATH , TAKER OF LIVES , RHAAST ... IF YOU’RE IN A HURRY ━━━━━━━  

BASICS :

independent Rhaast from Riot Games’ League of Legends. Private and highly selective , open only to those above the age of eighteen years. Highly triggering content warning , will be tagged like so :    blood tw.  This blog is a sideblog to @maneatcr.

let me be perfectly clear about this ... mun =/= muse. Rhaast is an awful creature with an insane blood lust and very little respect for any living thing. This does not mean i am the same , so please don’t treat me as such.

this blog is low activity , meaning i won’t be here everyday. Real life always comes first and my main muse , Evelynn , usually has priority for replies.

If you’d like to read more about myself and Rhaast , please check my GOOGLE DOC.

UNIVERSES :

Main 01 : Rhaast has won the battle for dominance with Kayn and subsequently taken over his body. He is no longer trapped within his scythe and seeks to wreak havoc upon the world. He will stop at nothing until every mortal has been slaughtered. He is The Undoing.

Main 02 : Rhaast is still trapped within his scythe and a parasite attached to Kayn. He lives each day manipulating his host , waiting for his chance to finally rise to power and step back into the mortal realm.

Odyssey : Rhaast laid dormant within his weapon , waking only when he had been taken into the hands of Kayn. Rhaast spent years listening to Kahn’s ramblings about becoming the Emperor of the Universe , becoming increasingly tired as each day passed. Rhaast eventually found the strength to break out of his prison and take over Kayn’s body. Now , he travels through Galaxies , destroying and purging planets as he sees fit. One day , perhaps he himself will become Emperor of the Universe.

IT WAS THRILLING TO HAVE ALL OF THE POWER , TO BE IN CHARGE OF HOW THIS GOES. How agonizing it must be for her to be teased by such simple and slow touches, the demon feasted upon her frustration and growled against her , rolling into her body. Blood pressure rose as soon as ‘ please ‘ left her lips , awakening a whole new type of aroused. To be begged , worshipped , revered ... it would truly drive him to new levels of excited. 

❝ ----- stop teasing you?  ❞     teeth hovered by soft ear , disgruntled huff promptly escaping. The Demon grabbed at her petit body and turned her over, fingers grasping at her jaw so she would be forced to look into deep red eyes.   ❝ You do not decide anything. ❞    assertive, slightly threatening tone was accompanied by a small squeeze of the jaw in his hand   ( he could crush her if he wanted to ). Rhaast seated her upon his throne , only to force legs apart as soon as skin touched cold stone. He leaned into her frame, terrifyingly sharp teeth lingering ever so close to plump lips, his ultimate contrast. fingers fell to her thighs, finding wetness once more to continue teasing. 

The teasing this time, was taken to another level. Between strokes, the demon would touch a finger to her hole , without entering. simply he would prod at the entrance and caress , using a thumb to glide along her sensitivity in the meantime.     ❝  BEG.  ❞   a clear instruction loudly spoken, one she was in no position to refuse. Rhaast held the key to giving her the ride of a lifetime. 

SWEET CURIOUS FOX , EXPLORING WHERE FEW DARED GO. The beast below her watched with hungry intent as she crept along his body , sharp teeth almost desperately gnashing together. Sanguine gaze slowly wandered , taking in the sight of delicate skin , voluptuous curves , groomed appendages and reddened cheeks. Rough , callous hands touched at the point of her hips with surprising delicacy , stroking through curve to thigh as he soaked in the sight of the foxette upon his lap. A low , raspy laugh erupted from the Darkins chest at the look of surprise that washed over flustered features ---- it was natural to be taken aback by the sheer size , though Rhaast was confident it was something she could handle. or at least , he hoped so. 

Aroused growl slipped through pointed teeth , a heat rising through him like Hellfire : she ignited a flame within him ,  long lost , and coaxed out a Beast that had been caged within him after he was banished to his own personal Void for so long. It was time to let loose and allow himself to fall prey to the desires of flesh. 

The Demon met her with grinding of his own , length moving against soft , warm wetness between plump thighs. His hands reached out to grasp each side of her hips , greedily forcing her to move faster. Grunts and groans made their way from unsightly mouth , each roll against his shaft an almost unbearable tease. Rhaast could endure the agonizing treatment for only a few moments more , before unbridled desire took over entirely. 

The Darkin stood suddenly , keeping the fox attached to him with arms that held her against his chest : he pushed at her ankles with one hand , forcing limbs to wrap around his astonishingly larger frame and took her over to his Throne. Bending her over the cold stone arm , Rhaast grasped at dainty wrists and pulled them behind her back , keeping her locked in a degreading and open position. He leaned down , pressing a huge knee between the foxette’s legs. The demon growled from behind , sending a rumble along the skin of her back. Teeth pressed into the side of her neck and trailed small punctures along the flesh , tongue darting out to get a taste of what throbbed so loudly within her. 

WHAT IS A MORTALS VISION OF HELL EXACTLY?   Admittedly this question had been on the Darkins mind for some time. This was not the first time Hell had been mentioned by his host. The Beast writhed in his prison , desperate for a release from this cage. His freedom would be a reckoning.

BLARING LAUGH RATTLED THROUGH HIS VERY CORE , clawed hands coming to settle upon his hips as he reveled in the hearty laugh. After a moment , mock sadness washed over alien features , which eventually turned into a challenging , disturbingly focused stare.        ❝ THIS is the insult you have been saving for me , pathetic morsel?  ❞      the monster spoke out , destructively intimidating tone weighing over her.      

                      𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐓’𝐒   𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒   𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍       from   within   the   scythe   where   he   lies   trapped,   &   Kayn’s   expression   twitches   visibly   in   response,   no   matter   how   much   he   attempts   to   appear   indifferent   to   the   Darkin.   As   Rhaast   continues,   Kayn   gives   into   a   scowl,   grip   tightening   on   the   handle   of   the   scythe.   He   is   due   for   meditation.   The   rage   of   the   ascended   settles   itself   within   his   gut   &   makes   him   bloodthirsty.   He   sets   his   jaw   &   continues   his   path,   for   now.     ❝   𝑻𝒉𝒆   𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅   𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍   𝒔𝒆𝒆   𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆   𝒐𝒇   𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓   𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒄   𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒔.   ❞     The   assassin   replies,   voice   irritated.     ❝  𝑨   𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆,   𝒚𝒐𝒖   𝒔𝒂𝒚   ?   𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔   𝒂   𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆   𝒐𝒇   𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓   𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅   𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅   𝒃𝒆   𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕   𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈.   ❞

          how  they  had  toyed  with  fire  knowing  kayn  ran  with  veins  full  of  kerosene.  and  while  the  flames  lick  at  him  —  he  can’t  help  but  feel  NUMB.  the  hollowed  out  feeling  HEARTBREAK  leaves  one  with.  head  not  bowed  in  submission,  but  nowhere  near  held  with  pride.  it  is  not  fear  that  forbids  him  from  looking  at  the  beast  but  a  sick  refusal.  his  greatest  failure  ?  or  his  greatest  loss.  he  looks  to  the  side.  thoughtful.  perhaps  basking  in  a  time  they  were  happy.  it  feels  eons  ago.  eyes  squeezed  shut  ,  oh  the  faintest  hint  of  pain.  his  greatest  loss.  he  has  never  feared  death.  and  so  he  looks  death  in  the  eyes,  and  spits  with  vitriol  

                    “  if  they  are  WORTHY  men,  they  won’t  follow  you.  “

SUDDEN LAUGHTER BURST FROM RHAAST’S UNSIGHTLY MOUTH , instantly mocking the mortal’s comment. if anything , she should be delighted to have sparked such amusement in the Darkin —— mortals often had very little to offer him.        ❝ Surely you mean that as a quip? A jest? A ....  ❞      suddenly he stopped , pausing only so he could lean closer to her to growl the words at her face.       ❝  joke. ❞     the word was said slowly , so she couldn’t possibly miss the fact that Rhaast thought the notion was ridiculous.       ❝ you look exactly like the kind of woman i could crush into dust ... effortlessly. ❞