#excria

        𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : 𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍 fears it’s his fault. But why should he care ? He clears his throat. He does. Riven is, if she could even be considered it, one of his only friends. He APPRECIATES HER, at the very least. He simply isn’t used to being much appreciated in return.        “ 𝑰𝒕’𝒔- 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 ... ”         Kayn answers, truthfully, because the compliments he receives are few & far between—when they come, they are usually out of FEAR. He offers her a tinier smile in return once more, trying to make amends of the situation.        “ 𝑩𝒖𝒕 ... 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒚. ”         He usually is very STOIC : emotions are a sign of weakness, perhaps, in his mind ( what he has been taught ). But perhaps this vulnerability is another thing for him to learn.         “ 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕. ”

Kayle gazed upon the woman, judged her soul. Once, she had truly been blessed with powerful wings. But only due to the cruel world was she ripped from such honour and gift. “Your wings have been broken, yes, but ultimately it is you who stands in the way of forging a new set.”

The Battle-Dancer perched in the low branches of a tree, bright eyes focused on the endless blue before him. He couldn’t see a cloud at all! And for once, the ever active, every distracted Rakan settled in on the branches to enjoy the peace around him. Though, he had to interrupt the quiet, at the very least! He hummed, he sang, he tapped his talons against the branch as he stretched his legs, hands hidden behind his head and burrowed into the white locks he sported. It was hard to not feel relaxed like this, to the point that he would miss anyone that came meandering along the path.

    𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 : he wishes she wouldn’t try to touch. It’s dangerous for everyone except for HIM, it seems, & so he shakes his head, almost right away. He does not trust anyone with the weapon, nevermind a child. Rhaast’s voice echoes in his ears :       ARE YOU INTIMIDATED BY A LITTLE GIRL, KAYN ?        No, just worried that you’ll kill her.        The taunts fall silent with a low rumble, & Kayn turns his attention right back to the small Noxian, sighing softly.        “ 𝑰𝒕’𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒌𝒊𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. ”

// bring it on, give me that gay shit

Did she know just what kind of hell he was putting himself through right now? The chocolate was in his hands, all he had to do was unwrap it. All those delicious little morsels! All his! But no, no no. He had gotten it for her, a gesture of kindness to someone who seemed to need it more than he needed to stuff his face with that delicious chocolate. Trying to ignore the itch in his brain, screaming at him to just eat his fill of those sweet treats, he for once, kept someone else in mind. Finding her wasn’t hard, her stature kept her standing out, not to mention the shock of white hair that she sported. Rakan danced his way in front of her, talons seemingly digging into the dirt like a hot knife through butter as he spun about in front of her, that cloak of his billowing wide while he pressed the box of chocolates into her hands, and even dared, yes dared, to press his lips to her cheek. “Happy Heartseekers~” He flashed that wide smile of his, before he turned to go find some of his own chocolate! Damn he wanted some badly after resisting the urge for so long.

I don't really see it on my own. Akali wouldn't like Riven's opinions about how blade defines her, that's more Irelia's thing. I do ship Riven and Irelia, and I also kinda ship Riven and Yasuo, and in my head there's not a very high chance for Akali and Riven to meet.