destiny

❛  looks like a little mouse lost its way.  ❜

❛  leave me alone.  ❜

❛  where to? i’ll be your escort.  ❜

❛  don’t get alarmed, but i’m being followed. act normal.  ❜

❛  sorry, looks like you’re involved.  ❜

❛  are you listening?  ❜

❛  i want to know what you want.  ❜

❛  it’s your life — do something for yourself for once.  ❜

❛  you sound ghastly! like some ninety year old woman!  ❜

❛  make up your mind! are you gonna let me in or not?  ❜

❛  just keep quiet and don’t cause any trouble.  ❜

❛  i’m not taking any orders from you! ❜

❛  so, what do you have hidden in your pocket?  ❜

❛  that can’t be good for the table.  ❜

❛  please – help – falling — i’m falling —  ❜

❛  you okay?  ❜

❛  no — i’ve seen all that i can take.  ❜

❛  i give up. i see no point in living if i can’t be beautiful.  ❜

❛  i can’t stand how scared i am.  ❜

❛  don’t worry, i’ll follow behind you in disguise.  ❜

❛  why do i feel like this isn’t going to work?  ❜

❛  wait — help — i can’t make it —  ❜

❛  pull yourself together. isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for?  ❜

❛  what on earth happened to you?  ❜

❛  whatever you do, don’t look down.  ❜

❛  you saved me. i was in big trouble back there.  ❜

❛  don’t try to be cute — i’m still not going to trust you.  ❜

❛  i missed you.  ❜

❛  go away.  ❜

❛  you’re too late.  ❜

❛  this isn’t going to be easy.  ❜

❛  i said move.  ❜

❛  it’s a present for you.  ❜

❛  i feel so at home.  ❜

❛  so, you are going away.  ❜  

❛  uh-oh, here they come.  ❜  

❛  no, don’t let go!  ❜  

❛  i’m too old to be treated like this!  ❜  

❛  strapping young men are so difficult to deal with.  ❜  

❛  you’ll forgive me, won’t you?  ❜  

❛  we’re a family now!  ❜  

❛  i’m sorry, i should’ve gotten here sooner.  ❜  

❛  i don’t care if you’re a monster!  ❜  

❛  i’ve had enough of running away.  ❜  

❛  and now, i’ve got something i want to protect.  ❜  

❛  there’s no time to lose, we have to try something!  ❜  

❛  i don’t know what’s gonna happen, but i’m sure it can’t be good. ❜  

❛  told you we should’ve stayed put. ❜  

❛  they say that the best blaze brightest when circumstances are at their worst.  ❜  

(distressed wheezing)

❛  i just can’t seem to stop crying.  ❜  

❛  i didn’t mean to make you wait this long.  ❜  

❛  don’t look at me, i don’t have it. i don’t know what you’re talking about.  ❜  

❛  you’d better take good care of it.  ❜  

❛  i feel terrible.. like there’s a weight on my chest.  ❜  

❛  a heart’s a heavy burden.  ❜

    ‘  yasuo knots his digits into the strands lining the nape of her neck , pulling back , and watches the way the bones of her throat protrude . he’s always surprised still when her body reacts in a human way , but he has no space to pause and admire . he dips his crown to her and steals a kiss to her throat , a smirk blossoming against her skin. ‘

     Oh, how the captain loves to tease. he knows this game just as well as she does, despite being some everyday human man. he’s charming, alarmingly so, & he makes it seem so easy how quickly he can turn one into putty in his hand with just a few select words. 

     Evelynn could be anything he wanted her to be  –  as her shape-shifting species was so well-known for ; but he just wanted her however she felt most like herself. kisses were sweet at first, but it wasn’t long before they began hungering for more. the soft pressing of painted lips against his own soon lead to the nibbling of lower lips, smudged lipstick & ample marking across both their once flawless features. 

     When he grasps at the back of her neck, it’s not forceful ; the shape-shifter could pull away whenever she wanted. she could change her mind so simply, & it would be over. she wouldn’t have to give up her place of power, to be the one who calls the shots & dictates where the night could go..

     Yasuo is, however, a very acceptable exception.

     As his quirked lips make contact to her neck, evelynn doesn’t feel that instinct to regain power. instead, as his fingers not only gently grasp at the nape of her neck, she drinks in his warmth & retaliates by softly rubbing at his concealed loins  –  stupid puffy pants, how dare they be both so fashionable & unfair to her ? 

     Dainty, clawed hands come up to reach for his sides, grabbing impatiently at the waistband of his garment, pulling his lower half closer to her own. a growl vibrates from the very throat he plants his affections on, something blissfully feral yet still holding onto grace only she can deliver.

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   ?