#* ⁎ THE PARTY STARTS NOW! — rakan.

[feycharm]

TAGS, BABY.

[our-hextech-dream]

i'm in the mood to au my own star guardian au. instead of jayvik, this time i want ezjayce. specifically i want jayce at the Now-Annual Pajama Guardian Slumber Party laughing while ez gets swarmed by the rest of the girls. braiding ezreal's hair is a tradition, even ahri is in on it now.

i want ez crawling over to jayce when they're done and sitting next to him, all sulky. jayce and rakan never have to deal with this. he's thinking about shaving his head.

jayce slowly takes the braids out, still snickering at him the whole time, but he's brushing his fingers through ezreal's hair nonetheless, marveling at how soft... next thing he knows they're kissing and ezreal is in his lap, and neither of them know who started it, but neither of them want to be the first to pull away.

finally even xayah and rakan have to throw popcorn at them and tell them to get a room, their gross kissy noises are interrupting the movie.

[leagueoflegendsmasterlist]

𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : [   𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔  !  ]

hey there ! here is another series of roleplay sentence starters from the video game league of legends. this one is a collection of quotes from the champion rakan. hope you enjoy !! feel free to change anything to suit :)

Let’s dance.

Nothing important should be taken seriously.

You see this cape ? Ha ! I say goddamn I'm sexy !

Crap. What was I supposed to do ?

Consequences only matter if I don’t get away.

We are seen dancing and thought insane - by those who can't hear the music.

War is in the dance.

Should I be . . . running ? Yeah, I should probably be running . . .

They’ve never seen moves like mine.

Magic is a wilderness.

If you aren’t a little frightened, you ain’t alive.

I’m gonna live forever !

Gotta get myself hyped, okay... one, two... one, two... woo ! Alright !

It’s all filthy and dangerous.

Fun. I need some fun, now !

I have got to stop talking to myself.

I can’t wait to see what I am going to do.

I can’t die looking this good !

The universe loves me.

I do not wish to kill the mortals. I want them to hear the music.

When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.

You know, I ain't really about making fun of people, but you... make that difficult.

Why are you so boring ?

There's this thing called grooming. You should try it.

I’m gonna slap all of you !

Hey, what did the five fingers say to the face ?

Hello, world ! I am single now !

Well I don't want to miss the start of the party.

[heckinhacker]

True Damage!Yasuo x reader - I’m glad you’re evil too.

A/N: I was inspired by Ashe's cover of “I'm glad you're evil too” and I absolutely loved it. Here goes nothing! There might be some errors, I’ve read it many times and can’t find anything anymore, but can happen. Sorry.

word count: 6,311 requested: no. warnings: Cursing, as in most of my posts. Welp~!^^ + It can be messy, I never wrote a long fic and english is being hard for me :(

Yasuo loved music since forever, and knew he was talented himself. Everyone around him praised him if he had shown them his own beats. He was DJ for every school party hosted, even volunteered to be on his own prom night, but everyone said he’s fine to go and party for once. 

He didn’t want to party, nor to dance.  He wanted to be behind the laughs and screams, making it fun for others.  He knew that he wasn’t very social. I mean, he was friendly, sometimes flirty, but social? He prefered reading mangas, watching animes and making music, this was all he wanted.

And that’s how the popular DJ works alone since forever. Loner genius who was out of reach for most of musicians. No one was worthy working with him. One didn’t had enough passion, other just wasn’t it. And he searched for something. 

Musical something was found with a rise of “Giants”, or so called “True Damage” group. They had something he searched in music, but why he still felt empty? 

Ekko and girls always asked him out: -After-party maybe, Yas? - Akali smiles while bending down a little to make that ‘sneaky-happy’ pose. - As if, I had some beat idea I need to work on, Akali. - he gives her a hand with a motion of ‘stop’ while saying no. And some other time: - Yo, bro, you up for a drink after recording? - Ekko stopped him before he went off for his break. - You can manage without me, Ekko. You have fun anyway. - murmured long haired man, avoiding eye contact. And another after some: - Don’t act all cold and mysterious, ninja, while you’re drooling over some drawn big-eyed girls and come on, you have nothing better to do! - huffed Qiyana, crossing her arms on chest. - Thanks for your not-asked-for opinion, princess. - and he added nothing more. That lasted, and the longer he avoided friendly meetings, Senna tried to talk up: - I’m worried about you, Yasuo. Want to take a walk? - you could feel her concern only by looking her into eyes. That’s kind of her, but... - Thank you, Senna, but you have bigger problems than my own on your head. How is your husband, by the way? - he didn’t meant to be rude, and Senna understood. - Lucian’s fine, he’d appreciate you asking, even though you talked only once. And you’re never a problem, remember. He only waved her away, heading to home, to do his own  things. He prefered it that way, or so he thought. 

With time, things he enjoyed stopped meaning anything. For example, which hurt him the most: He was so enthusiastic for Star Guardian series, but damn it, he stopped feeling happiness with every single update from mangaka. It hurt. He knew something was off, so he thought he’ll find himself correspondence buddy. Join some group connected to the series, noone will know he’s popular and will chat about Guardians as he’d love someone to and that’s what he did! TheUnforgiven01: hi. TheUnforgiven01: i’ll let myself into convo, if that’s fine. ezpezlemonsquez: That’s what that chat is for, of course! We were just discussing which group was better in many aspects, then compared aspect to the other. TheUnforgiven01: sounds fun, i guess? but it’s obvious ahri team’s better, they had more morality about disappearing, and ahri as the leader took a step of redemption for her stars, nothing to even try to compare to. [nick]: Oh okay. Your opinion is valid but actually is not. 

Yasuo raised his brow. Oh, someone’s mad? “Valid”, he’s mad now too. 

TheUnforgiven01: and that means? i’m right and you’re not, i suppose. you’re mad abt it? [nick]: Okay, Unforgiven, listen to me now. I am longer in this group and always argued morally about everything, but plain and stupid, unexplained opinions of stubborn kids like you just piss me off. What if someone find staying by rules more morally-right, huh? Ever consider that? TheUnforgiven01: if you’d like to die just because you were chosen by some glitter and glory of first star then fine, but some weren’t, they were normal teenagers under disguise, what about their families? ezpezlemonsquez: Guys, you’re starting to fight and it’s not cool, can you chill?? [nick]: They knew about the risk by agreeing! Being chosen is one, but agreeing is their own fucking choice!!!  TheUnforgiven01: and YOU’D be fine with dying, [nick] ? [nick]: Of course not! But anyone can die while saving the world, not because of losing a light, you know? If not that, there is the risk of being corrupted, like Xayah and Rakan, isn’t that right?? TheUnforgiven01: and it hurt, but they can be saved, and by dying officially you cannot do shit about it, yeah?  ShiningBrightTonite: If you won’t stop acting up I’ll have to mute you both until tomorrow, keep it down! TU, you just joined and make a fight right away, can you give me a reason to let you stay?

Yasuo’s hands twitched. He ALMOST dissed admin, and that would be it, poof and no corresponding buddy for him. He sighed deeply, took himself some longer moments and only typed. TheUnforgiven01: sorry. i’ll join next discussion and be all innocent and sweet, like newborn baby. [nick]: Newborns are wrinkly and ugly.  ShiningBrightTonite: [nick] !! [nick]: Just saying. TheUnforgiven01: aight, ama head out. 

~TheUnforgiven01 has left the chat~

That was it for today. 

Yasuo just took a quick shower, ate one sandwich and went to sleep, while blasting music on his headphones. Way to deal with his nerves.

About your side…

Generally you’re the angel of this community, you’re always passionate and calm about others opinion, but this dude just pressed the wrong button by his like...third message? No one saw you this mad, and this group had many dramas which YOU were most of the times reason to stop, but now? Some admins laughed about that in admin chatroom with you about it, but let you be with a slight warning, friendly nudge on the arm with ‘don’t do that next time, he’s new and doesn’t know how to hang on things, ya kno?’ So you went with it. Even decided to apolagize to this dude in pm. The question was: today or tomorrow? Tomorrow sound more appealing, but if you do it now, you won’t have to do that tomorrow, so it’s now. You sighed deeply, it’s been an hour and a half, so you hoped he’s cooled down too. 

[nick]: Sorry to bother you in your “private message” zone, but I thought about all this situation and I’m sorry for how I acted, really? Not like all fault was mine, we both know that, it’s just...I shouldn’t had curse and stuff. I’m not generally bad, I hope you don’t hold any grudge to me. We’ll chat on a group, ye? 

…

And no answer. Maybe he is that furious? You sure hoped he wasn’t. Or she. Or anyone that was. With a heavy sigh you stood up, got yourself warm cup of tea to chill a little bit more. You’ll go to sleep...eventually. 

By sleep you mean passing out on your desk, face down. Your poor arms...and back...it’ll hurt, that’s for sure. Watching Netflix till late was a bad idea. Good thing it’s weekend, right? Your day of freedom from responsibilities! 

What time is it…?

You locked your eyes on your room’s clock which was 6 minutes late from time but you’re too lazy to fix that. It was - according to your always late clock - 01:06 pm. You still felt sleepy, but it’ll be fine, right? Slowly, you rubbed your wake-up tears from your eyes and looked at screen in front of you. A few pings from group chat from admin role and one private message. Huh, neat, time to eat- hold on, wait a minute. Private message? You sat up straightly and clicked on it right away. This is this unforgiven fella! After you wrote this short message you grinned weakly and went off of your room to wake up properly.

TheUnforgiven01: no problem, it’s nice how you defend what you believe in.  TheUnforgiven01: am sorry too.  TheUnforgiven01: not sure if i am good at chatting in group, but we always can hit each other up here? TheUnforgiven01: if you want to TheUnforgiven01: and i didn’t mean to sound weird TheUnforgiven01: ah whatever, answer here if you want or not, bye.

You made yourself your favourite breakfast, ate and thought about this little spam that person did. Kinda cute, maybe they’re self-concious, and joining chatting group was overhelming? You’ll answer after refreshing cup of [coffee/tea/hot chocolate], you promised yourself. You never write to anyone before morning cup. To summarize  your morning routine, the hot drink had to be in your now favourite cup. Earlier one got shattered into pieces by your unaware of consequences cat. You weren’t mad at it, but at yourself for leaving the cup on windowsill instead of hiding it properly. That kind of sad event for you made you buy this cup from that new music group you enjoyed listening to. True Damage, wasn’t it? You never liked rap, but this boy Ekko nailed stuff. You loved everyone equally in this group, but never understood that long-haired, masked (you assumed) asian man and his influence. He was there, maybe he made the music in the background, compositor? He seemed too mysterious for you, but meh. He fit group’s aesthetic, and you were sure he had his place in there, and it’s fine. Maybe you figure it out once you see them live, since, what a shocker, they had a tour around the world and were not only in your country, but in your town too! They'll be here in like… 6 months from now? You can't wait! Bonus to that: No long trip ahead of you, just buying tickets and going, you were hyped for that.

Meanwhile this waterfall of thoughts you managed to drink and eat everything, and as responsible as you can get, you washed the dishes right away, going back to your PC to answer this maybe-shy fella.

[nick]: Didn’t figured you’d like to talk ‘privately’, but whatever floats your boat ;)  TheUnforgiven01: i changed my mind, don’t write to me again. [nick]: Hey, hey! I was just joking around, don’t be like that! :(( TheUnforgiven01: i am unforgiven, and you are too in this situation. TheUnforgiven01: i honestly joined to make one friend in this group and leave TheUnforgiven01: and didn’t got any chance of meeting anyone else but you TheUnforgiven01: and you wrote to me first into priv, so that’s the start. TheUnforgiven01: can it stay like that?  TheUnforgiven01: if we won’t like each other it’s chill to just say oficial bye and stop, just sayin. [nick]: As for someone who types so fast you don’t make that much of typos, isn’t that amazing?  TheUnforgiven01: maubie. TheUnforgiven01: maybe* TheUnforgiven01: fuck you just jinxed it. 

You genuely laughed by this little mistake, you didn’t saw that coming and it amused you. You weren’t much of a talkative person yourself, but writing to someone, not seeing their face and such was much easier. And consequences of making yourself of a fool are much smaller than knowing someone from the same - let’s assume - town. [nick]: I’m sorry I did, but the moment I picked to say that was funny, wasn’t it? Nothing to be ashamed off, it often happens to me too! TheUnforgiven01: didn’t saw you make a typo yet. [nick]: Because I’m giving way too much attention not to do a typo since I want to make a good impression on you. Sounds good? TheUnforgiven01: … TheUnforgiven01: sounds good, relatable actually. 

Well, now at least you know you’re stuck in the same situation. 

And that awkward situation was two weeks ago. 

Now? Now you’re talking daily. From all you know, your, as he called it - corresponding buddy - is a very busy he. He didn’t revealed his real name, which you assumed that he’s embarassed about it. You told him what you’re doing in life generally, while he just said he’s normal, let me quote: “big-ass adult who lives with parents but work in some fast-food, at least i’m trying.” which was cool for you, at least he didn’t lock himself in his parents’ basement. Unforgiven was a chill dude and at the beginning you thought he’d only hit you up with Star Guardian topics, but later? You started talking about yourselves, about other interests. 

[nick]: Hey? [nick]: I assume you’re busy today, again… [nick]: I was wondering, what are you busy with? I mean, you said you work on some fast-food place, then sit in your room, are you gaming? I’d understand that, I was just...thinking. [nick]: Sorry if I seem pushy, it’s just that I really grew on chatting with you and was wondering when are you free again! Heh.  [nick]: We’ll talk later, then, hit me up when you can!

You pushed yourself back on your chair, groaning. You totally were pushy, but didn’t meant to - that’s what you thought, but it’s totally normal, you’re just interested with someone you just met. You chatted with a lot of persons in the group, etc. but no one had your interest pointed directly at them, that’s a big something. You kinda felt like you’re opening too fast for him too, and you had no clue if that’s ok. You cover your eyes with hands, overthinking your situation with unnamed male. When your thoughts started to be not too pleasant you heard your communicator's sound going off. As fast as you pushed yourself back, you were that fast in front of your PC. 

TheUnforgiven01: i have a break now.  TheUnforgiven01: i'm sorry [nick], I am not ignoring you on purpose.  TheUnforgiven01: i enjoy talking to you too, don't ever think oterwide  TheUnforgiven01: otherwise* TheUnforgiven01: we'll talk about that later.  TheUnforgiven01: now, how are you? i hope i didn't made you sad.  [nick]: No, no! It's OK! I understand you have a real life too, I assume a real life friends too. That's normal, that's okay.  TheUnforgiven01: i like you. i can consider you as my friend, but.  [nick]: But?  TheUnforgiven01: but you should not consider me as yours.  [nick]: What t? Why?/?? / TheUnforgiven01: my break's over, i gtg. i'll catch you later.  [nick]: Okay, later! 

Your hands twitched uncontrollably after that weird message. What did he mean? You're his friend but he's not yours? It kinda worried you, but you went to do your stuff until he has time to talk. Maybe it sounds cliché but you wait impatiently until he starts a chat with you and you know each other for only two weeks. 

It made you worry about your friend. Maybe he has some troubles you don't know about for sure? You only had to hope it's not gang involved. You were sure to later tell a few words to him. 

You ate out with one of your friends, just to eat, chill around. As you weren't sure what to do generally about "unforgiven situation", you decided to ask her:  - Uh,  it's kinda awkward, but can I ask you for advice? -  you ask.   - Oh of course! What's going inside of your pretty little head?   - So I met someone on my group-  - Nerd group? -  she interrupted.   - Yeah, that one. -  you admitted with defeat. Honestly, no matter what you say, she still keeps on going with nerd club. -  And there was that guy, he started arguing with me. Later we apologized to each other and now we're chatting for two weeks everyday, but about how much do we write depends if he's free or not. Today he said something odd, have a look. 

You moved your phone so your friend can see mysterious message from Unforgiven. She sighed and then looked at you with that pity look of hers.   - What?   - Honey, swettie… you have two options. One: he's really trying to make you think of him. Two: he really means it. You should start off with "I'm worried about you!" and tell him how you really feel.   - Okay. Okay… I just. I don't know what's going on with him.   - Why are you so moved of that? You know each other for only two weeks. Are you… Crushing on him?!?!   - WHAT? Nonononono, you got that wrong, I just want to get to know him! That's all, really!   - Uh-huh! When he's free today, you get him, tiger! Just won't get into any trouble, sweetheart. 

You sighed, then smiled at her, closing your eyes in satisfaction.  You're a lot calmer now.  "Thank you, [friends name].” You said, until you both went back on chatting about everything. 

And when you were back? You dressed yourself to home wearing, sat down comfortably on the couch and checked your phone. Unforgiven actually wrote to you first! And a lot. 

TheUnforgiven01: hey. TheUnforgiven01: sorry I had to go all of sudden, work stuff, had shorter break.  TheUnforgiven01: i don’t want you to think i don't want to get to know you, i do.  TheUnforgiven01: it's just hard for me, ‘n stuff.  TheUnforgiven01: we'll get to it, please give me some time.  TheUnforgiven01: you'll know everything about me in no time, just give me some and we'll be friends, true ones.  TheUnforgiven01: if you'd want to, ofc.  TheUnforgiven01: hit me up when you're back from your little date. 

You gave into every single message a lot of focus. You weren't sure what to say at first, but decided to just go for it. 

[nick]: It's OK! I was worried about you, but if you say I'll get to know all the things about you in time, I'll go with it! But remember this one thing: I consider you as my friend, no matter what. We'll get through your insecurities and secrets, I'll be patiently waiting! 

[nick]: And it was NOT a DATE. I was out with my friend!! >:( TheUnforgiven01: yeah, sure, you playa. TheUnforgiven01: better be good.  [nick]: Very funny!  TheUnforgiven01: for me it is.  [nick]: Aren't you tired after work? You don't want to sleep?  TheUnforgiven01: i thought you genuinely missed me, buy you want me out right now.  TheUnforgiven01: now i'm sad.  [nick]: It's not like that! I'm just worried about you, goofball.  TheUnforgiven01: sure, explain yourself even more. TheUnforgiven01: only guilty explain themselves.  [nick]: Come on!! D: TheUnforgiven01: i can chat for a bit and then go. 

You chatted and chatted, slowly getting to know his character, but he still remained as Unforgiven, unnamed boy you slowly, but in agony, fell for. It's been three months from your first encounter. 

You wonder how are you going to ask him about a next step in your friendship. It is, indeed, hard. Good question is why are you the first to ask? It almost hurt imagining yourself with blank space, nor even voice known to begin with. You fell hard for dude you only know behind Unforgiven, and wanted to hear his voice. You were ready for him to decline, but you won't know without trying. 

He said he'll be back pretty late today, and he may not write, but he left you a warning pretty early in the morning. You weren't sure why did he woke up so early, but you just shrugged it, saying that he must be in some other time zone. You didn't even knew where he is from, this man is a big mystery for you.

You waited for him to come back in your bed, before sleeping.  You had to ask that question now or never, you know if you'll put it for tomorrow you want do that anytime soon. It has to be done. It was 2am now and your eyelids were getting heavy. Reading books or literally anything wasn't helping at all, and when your body demands rest. You almost drifted to sleep, but then

Ding! 

It was him, before sleep you assumed. No matter what you did you always wrote to each other, even stupid "goodnight for later, I'm going to sleep now, be sure to rest enough." was there. 

Your eyes were wide open and you moved your hand to the phone way too fast as for almost sleeping person. 

TheUnforgiven01: hey.  TheUnforgiven01: i'm aftwr work TheUnforgiven01: i am really tires ya kno TheUnforgiven01: fuck typos in lsrticilar  [nick]: Particular?  TheUnforgiven01: you're not asleep yet? damn  [nick]: I was kinda waiting for you, you know?  TheUnforgiven01: oh really? what's the occasion? [nick]: It's… I have a question for you.  TheUnforgiven01: aight, give me your shot.  [nick]: Would you like to… agh it's stupid.  TheUnforgiven01: no, go ahead.  [nick]: We write with each other for a while now and I was wondering if…  [nick]: If you'd like to make a phone call, maybe? Or, voice call, anything really? No personal questions, just five minute chatting about anything. Promise? 

Yasuo hesitated for a longer bit. Should he agree? He don't use his voice in his recordings, so maybe he should? He treats this person like someone close, so why should he avoid them like a plague? He saw little mark above chat window which suggested you furiously were typing. He sighed, smiling softly to his phone's screen. 

TheUnforgiven01: it's alright,don't worry.  TheUnforgiven01: we can chat a bit.  TheUnforgiven01: we can call here, you know. for you to avoid any additional payment. 

You sigh with relief. Okay, he did agree. What now?? Holy shit. You were more than nervous. You didn't saw that coming and because of all of this you forgot to answer him. You almost jumped when you got another message. 

TheUnforgiven01: i'll call first, since i see you're nervous.  TheUnforgiven01: i'll hit you up in 5 min. answer me by then. 

It maybe was stupid, but you checked yourself in the mirror, almost like before date. You fixed your hair, checked if nothing was stuck between your teeth, wash your face, and your time slipped between your fingers, your phone was ringing with typical for your communicator song. You jumped, then panicked, then jumped beside your phone and slowly answered your call before it ended sending a signal.

- H...hello? - your voice croaked out of nervousness. You mentally slapped your forehead, classical facepalm. - Hi. - you heard calm voice with that tune of tiredness, that little growl at the end. His voice was soft, warm, pleasant. You smiled right away. - Damn, you sound so chilled out while I am...wow. I am a blushing mess right now, I wanted this but don’t know what to say to you! Like, wow!   - Maybe start with how was your day? I’d love to hear that. - that was just an excuse, but you didn’t knew that.  - Oh...kay. It was fine. Boring, to be honest. Woke up, drank [tea/coffee/hot chocolate] from this True Damage cup I once told you about, went out, made my boring everyday routine, was thinking how I should ask you about talking, then went back home, bored my ass off on some documentaries and here we are, talking!  - Sounds fun. - he commented shortly. Even if it might sound like he doesn’t care, you understood that he just was like that. That stupid feeling.  - Maybe you’ll tell me something you did today? - Something I’d love to do, but I must avoid that. Not today, [nick]. - Call me [y/n], okay? That’s my real name. You don’t have to tell me yours! I’d like you to call me [y/n] though. - That’s a nice name. Like the sound of it. - his goddamn voice will be the end of yours. You sighed loudly with this goofy smile. - Thank you so much. So, if not the day, tell me something you actually can share. - I was thinking about you today. - he shot these words right through your heart.  - O-Oh? Re-really? - you stuttered, hating yourself for that.  - Heheh, yeah. - he chuckled, making you forget about hating your stutter since it made him laugh in this tone. This goddamn tone. - Was thinking if you were alright. And because your pathetic ass was distracting me from work, my boss forced me to go on break! Used it to smoke, but none then less, thanks. - Hey, your bad for wandering off in work! And quit smoking, dumbass! - you scolded him, ending this “”very serious”” scold with a laugh, which Yasuo answered with louder, honest laugh. You were all red by now. - God, it’s good talking to you. Let’s do that more often. Not every day, but...you know. More often. - O-okay. Okay, sure. Cool. - you answered,trying to kill this little squeal in your throat. - I’ll have to go to sleep, [y/n]. Sleep well, ok? - No promise, but you have a rest. Thank you, again. For agreeing. - Heh. No problem, I am glad I did agree too. Sleep tight. - another chuckle, then hanging up sound.

Well, what can I say. This was the most emotion-forcing call you ever had. He wished you good night, you had trouble falling asleep. 

Generally speaking, you had a talk like that once in three days. The big day of concert was coming, so you decided to ask Unforgiven if he is interested in coming too. You’re searching for a chance of meeting him in real life. 

Yasuo expected from incoming call anything but question what was awaiting him. He was having a flight with a band to [town’s name] in next three days, so he had to tell you he can’t really talk as you both always do. When he heard a communicator’s song, he pressed answer button right away, smiling to his phone like you could see he’s happy to see you. - Hewwo? - he answered in very forced squeaky voice, which made you erupt with laughter. - Hey, goofball. How was your day? - Lazy. Was distracted a lot, I was waiting for out call before sleep. So, what’s new? - Today was okay’ish, you know? I’m not even that tired. Maybe being excited makes me go cray-cray.  - Psh, good. - he looked at himself in the mirror, seeing how wide his smile was. Almost concerning.  - Hey, dude? - Hm?  - Are you...by any chance, going to see True Damage in [Town’s name]? I never asked you about your music taste but I was wondering. Wondering that if you’d be here...maybe we’ll meet? ‘Cuz, you know. I’ll be here.  - I- - his voice was stuck in his throat. Oh. Shit. Fuckfuckfuck. Not good. What now?  -...you? Are you okay?  - Ahm- yes, it’s just that. You’re...hella right. I will be there.  - OH REALLY? - you asked unecessarly too loud, then cleared your throat. - A-and...you’d like to meet?  - Uhhh… - fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck -  Yeah. Sure. I’d love to finally see you. Can you imagine this feeling? We don’t know how we look, so finding each other would be insane, but can you imagine the result?  - Me, asking some random dudes “Hey, are you Unforgiven?” ? No, let’s send each other selfies, maybe? - Nah, I’d love to see you embarrass yourself. - HEY!  - Okay, okay. I promise we’ll find each other. I won’t go home until we do. - Promise you won’t leave me out? - Promise.  - Thank you. I’ll go to sleep, so we’ll catch up later, ok? By- he cut you out. - Wait, [y/n]. I have to tell you something real quick.  - Yeah? - you pulled your phone back to ear. - I won’t be too available around these days. But at the day of concert I’ll call you in the morning. I won’t be in any reach of connection, I hope you understand. - Uh..okay. Thank you for telling me. Good night, sleep tight. - ‘Night. 

You hung up. It’s alright, it’s ok. Nothing to sweat. You’ll only meet your crush in three days only. 

OKAY NEVERMIND IT IS AMAZING. You - thankfully - fell asleep pretty fastly. 

To be fair, these three days? Were going through slow in agonizing way, but when the day of concert hit up, your heart was racing since you woke up. You had that five minute talk with Unforgiven, as he promised, assuring you that he is going to be there for sure. After you hung up, you started preparing yourself! You wore your best clothes, made sure you look stunning but not too overrated and just dived into it! You gladly told your friend you’re meeting your crush, informing her with that she’s not forced to go see True Damage with you anymore. She was more of Pentakill person, and it was alright. She wanted to go along since she knew how “un-funny” would it be without her, but you knew her real motive was you not feeling alone. So when she acknowledged that you’re not going to be alone, she said she’s glad she doesn’t have to listen to Ekko and Qiyana’s rapping. Well, good noone is forced.

At first,you wanted to find Unforgiven right away, but gave up and focused on music experience. You wanted to be there beside him, but well, maybe he lost connection again and couldn’t hit you up. And you had hell of a fun in there! But somewhere deep inside you were worried that he just tricked you and will never show up or tell you where he is exactly. 

True Damage’s crew said final goodbyes and after some stumbles, it was quiet on stage. Everyone kept cheering or talking, sometimes screaming unecessarly. Still, not a single sight of Unforgiven. Well, at least you got to know what this long haired guy was doing in the crew. Epic T-pose and manipulated music with this sword looking thingy. Amazing effects. You decided to find yourself sitting place somewhere, staring at your phone screen. No message, no missed calls, not anything. It made you sad, that’s true, but maybe he’ll catch up? You waited. And waited.

And waited.

And the more you waited, the more you felt tears getting into your eyes. You were ready to burst into sobbing mess, but then your phone rang. This stupid communicator song. You answered up right away with little sniff” - Where the hell are you? You said that- - I know, [y/n]. I am here, let me instruct you where I am right now. Where are you? - You should be one searching for me, you know? I almost thought you weren’t coming, what’s up with that? - you unintentionally raised your voice, letting out a sob meanwhile that. Yasuo felt so bad now. - Listen...I’ll tell you everything. Everything will be explained when you’ll see me. I hope you’ll forgive me. If not, it’ll be this “official goodbye” moment, can you trust me this one last time? - ...fuck. Fuck, okay. I am on the bench close to food truck. You? - Stand up then, go to the barriers understage.  - Understage…? Alrigt, wh-atever you say.

You blindly went in there, trusting this man “for the last time”, as he said. You’d give him the last chance he’s begging for. You stood here like an idiot, alone with stages lights shining on your face. No one in sight. - I hope you’re not joking… - How would I know where should you go then? - Point...it’s just that- - Shh. It’s ok. You head to the left now if you’re facing the stage. Tell me when you’re done. - … done…? - Okay. now open this little metal gate and get through. - Wha-what?? Why would I? Securities will kick me out if they find out! - They won’t. It’s ok.  -You’re...one of the security guards, right?  - Information when you get there. come on in.  - You were so anxious about this situation. It just seems sketchy. He never revealed any information about him, maybe spread some lies you believed in. Who was this dude now? Was everything you knew a lie? - And? I don’t see anyone. - Are you wearing [your fav. hoodie/flannel/whatever you want it to be!]?  - U-uh? Yeah, and you’re…? - Turn around, goof. I am standing right there. - … - you felt your heart stop, you weren’t able to breathe. You slowly turned around to see noone else than this mysterious japanese DJ you had a chance to see on stage. What- how- that were questions which were going almost like on loop in your head. - Stunned, huh? - he commented into the phone, then took it off of his face and ended call. It confirmed that it was him too - at the same time his phone went dark after single tap, your call ended. 

You didn’t even got to give out bigger reaction. You just met him! Screw that he’s popular and hid his identity from you! For now. You ran into his arms and squeezed him, now sobbing like mad. 

- You FUCKER! You could’ve said ANYTHING! All these secrets, what for! I kinda understand but- FUCK! - you shouted into his shoulder while he squeezed you in almost bone crushing hug. - I’m sorry, ok? - and it was his voice, sounded almost the same. Holy shit. - I’m so, so sorry, [y/n]. But at least I can be honest? - Then please be. Tell me everything you wanted to say. - It’ll be long, trust me, but well. Here goes nothing. - he put his hand on your cheek and clears your face from those tears you shed because of him. - I...wanted to tell you my name after like two weeks. I got worried you’ll find out after we talk some, so I did avoid personal information. While I was at it, I never wanted to lie. About my work and my day. I just lied at the beginning, then regret it deeply, but felt like I couldn’t take that back. [y/n]- fuck- I just- I didn’t wanted to be treated differently. I am popular and most people stop seeing a human in me because I’m a celebrity! It hurt me to avoid you getting to know me - heck, it hurt me to see you avoiding asking me about personal stuff because you understood. I appreciated it, but it hurt you had to remain silent while you were curious as hell, I assume. You wanted to hear me out, treated me like I am just like you, reached out to me. I grew on that, I want… I don't want to lose you. Please, forgive me.  - I… it's… it's okay. I should call you…  - Yasuo. It's Yasuo, [y/n].  - I'll get to know you all over, just be honest with me.  You're still human and I want to be close to you. I… ah. I'll just let it out pleasedon'thateme. I… fell for you. Hard. You were a bug mystery for me but still wanted to be around me. I kept still since you're pretty important to me. Thank you for being there by this 6 months, let's continue whatever we have between each other. Please. 

… 

Yasuo moved his mask down to capture your face between his hands and kissed you, it seemed like a rough start, but kiss was soft, magical. You just smoothed, nibbling on your lips. Yasuo was now thanking you a lot, which you only replied with weak laughs and pats on his back. He promised he'll keep you as close as he can. 

Yasuo had to continue his tour around the world with True Damage, but promised he'll take a lot of day off so he can work up lost time with you. It's been a month and you wait for him almost like wife waiting for her husband's return after military duty. 

Yasuo took two weeks off, but if he'll need more -  it'll be for you to decide. You were spending today inside since it was raining. It was dark outside already, the only source of light was candles in living room. Yasuo was holding you close to himself, moving side to side, swaying gently, adoring your every inch of face. - Lately I found this song on youtube, it was originally from vocaloid.it kind off remind me of us.  - Vocaloid song? You know true meaning of lyrics for sure, tell me about it then!  - I can sing a part of it for you, if you'd want to?  - You can sing?  - Of course! I just don't use it for my songs. Everyone else sing much better, my voice is too…  - Too sexy for the world?  - Hahaha, maybe! Want to check out for sure? I'll sing in English for you.  - Sheesh, what a nerd. Okay, give me your best shot. 

Yasuo took a deep breath in, and made sure before he starts to sing he looks into your eyes. He started like he was unsure, but with time he sang wholeheartedly. 

"Though both of us will die one day

Though this life is useless anyway

When you're here by my side, you make me feel like it'll be okay

And yet we laughed despite it all

At this life which has no meaning at all

Two lonely and broken souls leaning on each other's sides

I'm glad that you're you, that I'm me, and for us two

I'm kinda glad that you're evil too"

While he was pouring his emotion on you, you felt your chest clench and tear up after intensity of his voice, he gave it out truly like he meant it.  You saw he wasn't done, so you tried to remain calm. 

"When the day starts anew, hope I spend it with you-" 

You felt your cheeks burn with your tears pouring down whole you smiled widely at him. He was singing loudly, forgetting about embarrassment. 

"I'm glad that I fell in love with you."

From today, this song made by PinnocchioP was more than important for both of you. It felt like it was especially made for you, and you both loved it. 

[casarova]

@hermantra​

The party had already started, and it was going strong! Music rumbled in the distance, clear enough to hear even this far from the stage, and the sound of revelry spread far. It seemed like the excitement had drawn just about everyone from the town, and was letting them all cut loose! Rakan was quite proud of this one, starting a party this rowdy not all that far from the capital of Ionia. For a people seemingly based around serenity and peace, they sure could get excited!

Rakan himself was away from the stage for now, nimble fingers picking at any number of foods spread out before him, only having to weave his way around a few people. Of course, the majority of the food had been picked through, but more was coming and there was no reason to be shy about taking the last of anything! The Vastaya picked through some dishes, sampling new things and making faces if they weren’t to his liking. Of course, he ended up spending most of his time before the desert table, picking up chocolate piece by piece and savoring every bite.

“Quite a party, if I do say so myself~” He mused allowed, smiling quite wide. It was quite a party, and he had started it all. Man did he feel good about that. Rakan went along humming, lost in his own little world for now. Why shouldn’t he be? He had created all of this, in a sense.

[ringmaster-jack]

[Interlude]

The following is a comprehensive timeline of events that have occurred in chronological order pertaining to current plots, for my own as well as other's personal reference.

Early January - Jack discovers Umbra while patrolling the sewers attached to the catacombs of Zaun. He lures him to his catacomb home with dead rats he was collecting to feed his runty drakehounds. Umbra quickly doubles in size and manages to build himself a more tangible, humanoid form.

March - Umbra is now the size of a small elephant in his hydra form. He and Jack are both intimately involved.

Around this time, by chance, Jack encounters a clown-shaped friend while on an outing in Zaun. Both he and Shaco unanimously decide to turn it into a murder party, in the middle of one of Zaun's only decent parks. They escape into the sewers. Because of this, Jack unintentionally discovers Shaco is, in fact, human, and very susceptible to the human condition.

Early April - Jack has spent most of the month getting things in order for his pending tour across North Valoran. He's stressed out and more than likely began using excess drugs to cope around this time. Shaco shows up in his bed after having a particularly gruesome encounter with the demon Nocturne. Jack does what he needs to to help his friend. Shaco stays with him and his troupe.

Mid April - Jack discovers his hydra has laid cosmic horror eggs in a large hole beneath his bed. He also finds out they're in part his own creation. Jack is well on his way to a nervous breakdown. He makes the motions to relocate Shaco, who'd commandeered his bed up until that point. In a brief moment of paint spattered joy between them, Jack spontaneously smooches his clowny friend, which may or may not have lead to more.

Late April - Jack takes Umbra out for a night on the town; specifically, to a Zaunite opium den run by the Zaun-Piltover mafia. He let's Umbra eat everyone inside who doesn't escape. It's a hasty tactic he employed on impulse to try and erase his mob debt. It made it worse, but Umbra had a full tumtum.

Early May - The start of their tour. The first month is spent in Zaun still; merely for the sake of convenience, and to gather any last minute items from the catacombs they might need before moving to Noxus. Jack potentially makes some new recruits in this time via the Lhotlan vastaya, Xayah. By proxy, Rakan as well.

Early to Mid May - Jhin's fuckboy ass shows up after a performance to make an offer to the ringleader; as he needed a cover for some hits he's been assigned in Zaun. It may have underlying motives, as Jhin also brought to light some past asylum traumas involving himself, Jack, as well as Shaco. Jack had no recollection of these events until Jhin triggered something in him. The memories are still hazy. Jack is doing an abundance of heroin by this point in combination with a variety other things. He is not well.

Mid to Late May - Umbra professes his love for Jack, and a desire to maintain a monogomous relationship with him. Jack had no idea an Eldritch god could experience this. Jack has no idea if he can experience it himself; but reluctantly agrees to try and abide by this proposal. Jack is now developing an infection in his left arm from improper wound care.

Some of these plots are still ongoing and the conclusions uncertain; but this is the general idea.

[oricosplay]

“Okay, everybody, I’m here, I’m here... The party starts now!” #Rakan is finally on the table and he entered the last phase in preparations. With some luck, I might get ready a rather casual version for #VIECC. I know I’m glorious, but whaddaya think? #OriCosplay #cosplay #makeup #LoL #LeagueOfLegends #LoLCosplay #LeagueOfLegendsCosplay https://www.instagram.com/p/Bphz1venyiH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q751bc15irtt

[theherocomplex]

Thoughts about Xayah and Rakan because why the heck not: 

Apparently he’s 27-28 and she’s 22-23, which really puts Xayah’s personality into perspective.

Does My Chemical Romance just start playing when she walks into a room? 

ALSO WOW let us consider how angry Xayah must be at all times: against the wishes of her tribe, she goes off to try and negotiate with the humans encroaching on her territory when she’s pretty young -- it’s implied she’s a teenager when she does, based on how old she is now -- and after a really rough time, she comes back and everyone is gone. Her whole tribe, vanished without a trace. Yeah, that’ll really screw you up, especially when you’re a teenager. 

So she gets angry, stays angry, and essentially mounts a one-woman war against humans and the vastaya who co-exist with them, to retake vastayan glory (which is clearly her projecting her loss onto her entire race). 

In a lot of ways, she reminds me of Solas, specifically as Fen’Harel: young, brash, violent, a rebel through and through. Even their goals are similar -- they both want to return the world to its former magical glory, and will go to extreme lengths to achieve that. While Solas has definitely had time to regret and rethink his plan (if not, you know, actually stop it), Xayah has not.  

According to the dev team’s AMA, the tide is starting to turn in favor of Xayah’s rebellion, and since she basically got it started, she’s now in charge of a growing movement with a lot of magic and anger behind it. 

To recap: Xayah has severe abandonment and trust issues, is eternally coiled around a core of seething rage, is in charge of an actual rebellion, and has no one to tell her to stop.

Yeah, this is going to go really well. 

ENTER RAKAN! 

I mean, what could be more delicious? A roguishly handsome and vain charmer meets the one person who gives no shits about him, he decides to help her out for a while, and then whoops he joins her cause and is utterly devoted to her forever. 

THERE IS NOTHING MORE DELICIOUS. 

Okay except Fenris saying “Nothing is going to keep me from you” because DAMN. 

So we have Rakan, who just kind of wants to party and get laid and be beautiful, but...then he meets this hyper-efficient ball of rage and feathers and disdain. 

And his immediate reaction is to try and save her life.

And his second reaction is to keep hanging out with her.

The only person with a bigger Danger Boner than Rakan is TMNT 2012′s Casey Jones. 

Xayah’s first impression of Rakan: “She dismissed him as a buffoon.” ICONIC.

Please imagine with me how confused Xayah must have been, and how angry about being confused, when she kept waking up and he was still there.

Just...the months and years of being alone and being so angry all the time, and so hopeless, but then someone stays, and fights at her side, and makes her laugh. 

Also: touch-starved Xayah getting an “I’m so glad you’re safe” hug from Rakan post-fight. 

The slow growth of trust between them, the small touches that linger. 

SLEEPING TOGETHER FOR WARMTH AND SAFETY. 

I like to imagine their big feelings confession happening during that tavern brawl -- Xayah lands an amazing hit, and Rakan just yells “XAYAH! I LOVE YOU! OH WHOOPS!”, and she’s like “...you do?” “UH, YEAH. IS THAT BAD?” “No, that’s good. Very good. Look out behind you!” “THANKS!” “Um. Yeah. I...love you too?” “DID YOU HEAR THAT, GUYS? SHE LOVES ME!” “Rakan, just kill these idiots!” “BUT THEY MUST WITNESS OUR LOVE.” 

That went on for three hours I guarantee it. 

I don’t know how accurately Rakan’s canonical ADHD/ADD is portrayed in-game or in the short stories, but I do like that he and Xayah have clearly worked together to find ways to help him focus. 

It’s so good for Xayah, after having everyone she loved carved away from her, to have someone in her life who’s not only 1000% ride-or-die for her, but who is LOUD about it. She knows Rakan loves her, and so does everyone in earshot. 

There’s no jealousy! None! The devs emphasized how much these two trust each other, and how well-suited they are! They wanted to portray a healthy, respectful relationship! 

They’re shapeshifters, so their feathered capes are actually their bespelled real wings -- but how headass are these turds that they put their capes on opposite sides, so when they hug each other they form a full pair? Ugggggh just leave me here. 

Some of the things Rakan says in his dialogue are just...A++++ indications of his preferences, which all point to “Xayah may be a ball of rage and feathers but she can throw me around and I LIKE IT :D :D :D”. 

Speaking of in-game dialogue: sometimes, when Xayah dies, her last word is “Rakan...”; sometimes, his is “Open...casket”. I’m done, I can’t do this anymore. 

So much of their dialogue revolves around how much they love each other. It’s wonderful. They’re constantly affirming that they make each other happy, that they trust each other, that they just enjoy being around each other (and the voice-acting, especially Rakan’s, is delightful). 

The short stories are meh (Riot, please hire me to write actual short stories for these guys), but the best part is how Rakan is constantly disappointed that just saying “I am Rakan” in answer to all questions is not an acceptable explanation. 

Current aesthetic: Rakan not handling it well when Xayah is hurt:

No, wait, my current aesthetic would have to be their STUPID FACES when they realize the other is okay. 

WHEN WILL I BE ALLOWED TO LIVE, I scream, for the fourteenth time today.

[limforbiddendesiresolstice]

一

, woke up by 4:50am Malaysia time just now. 一 , anggota parlimen Labuan Rozman Isli mendakwa bahawa dia dikenakan pertuduhan rasuah rasuah hari ini kerana keengganannya untuk meninggalkan parti Warisan dan menyokong kerajaan sekarang.

Saya ingin meneruskan perjuangan bersama Warisan, kerana saya tertarik dan berminat untuk meneruskan perjuangan dengan rakan-rakan dengan misi yang sama untuk membanteras penyalahgunaan kuasa dan rasuah yang mengancam negara ini.

https://m.malaysiakini.com/news/595380

一

, always, i woke up by 4:50am Malaysia time to protect kidney, then meditate. 一，

have warm plain water is 👍.

Do not shower or wash head between 6pm ~ 10am.

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cure diabetes, cancer etc: Jogging continuously 30 minutes in daytime only after digested breakfast, light lunch & then walked 10000 steps for sweating & bone health is 👍.

To prevent illness: Avoid cold sugar drink & dessert after meal (at least an hour. Better stop). AVOID chili for recuperating all illness including cough, flu, diabetes, etc.

Sugar, sweetie and cold water will incur to the brain a false signal of hungry which is 👎.

Start from warm-watered the legs, not the head when shower. Do not shower or wash head before 10am & finished shower before 6pm or then use hot water but not late than 6.30pm.

Reduced desire less than two times/month especially May, June, Dec, Jan, Mar, Sept...2protect life.

Have 12pm noon eyes' rest about 15 minutes (after light lunch & then walked minimum 100 steps).

Sleep before 10pm to discharge toxic & wake up by 3:40am every day

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[arcaderakan]

An Update

Hey guys, it's arcaderakan. I apologize for the lack of content recently. I promised I'd post a lot more, but, something rather unfortunate came up and I had to distract myself from this account for a bit.

So, long story short, my Xayah and I aren't together anymore. We broke up a few weeks ago and it's been kinda' bad. For her sake I won't go into it too much, but, there wasn't much I could do to save our relationship.

Anyways, I'm back to posting again. I'm not abandoning this account, nor have things really changed. I'll still reblog Xakantent (Xayah and Rakan content. Clever, huh? Sorry, I'm depressed.), as well as my own art from time to time. I'll just be flying on my own for a bit.

Lastly, I'd like to apologize to all my followers. This account started out with only a few followers, and now it's grown so much. Thank you so much for sticking around the nest for a bit. Even though I no longer have Xayah by my side, I'll still be as quirky and party-rocking for all of you.

When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.

[leonchiro]

" The party starts NOW!" ❤️🔥 ~ Rakan - League of Legends Let's start the dance with this first Fotocon preview of my Rakan from the great @liv_rota ( go and support him, he deserves a lot! ) ⭐️ #Fotocon #Support #Riot #RiotGames #Charmer #LeagueOfLegends #LeonChiro #Rakan #LoL #Model #Official #IAm #TheCharmer #Charm #Love #Passion #Project #Videogame #MakeUp #Cosplay #Art #Hype #Happy #Motivation #Cosplayer #PhotoOfTheDay #Photo #Instagood #Together #Xayah (presso Wroclaw, Poland)

[ask-the-birb-rakan-blog]

will you give us some or your rakan / katarina headcannons? :)

Well I been thinking about this ship for a little bit. Even if its concerned AU or whatever. I still love it.  Here is my idea on how this is possible…OKAY. Knowing Rakan he craves attention and all this. But what if Rakan constantly gets shot down about the idea of marriage with Xayah. It might have some effect on him. Cause he really wants to get serious and she is still focus on being a leader to the rebel group. It bothers him after awhile of getting rejected constantly. Soon Rakan starts to think maybe this thing isn’t gonna work out or w.e. In the mean time. This when Noxus was invading Ionia. There true plan was actually to make allies with the Vastaya. Before they pulled out from Ionian. They told the Vastaya about Demacia, and how there plans on trying to get rid of all magic. With this new alliance now. Katarina forms up with one of there groups.  Just so happens Xayah works with a different party at this time and or mission. Where the image above takes place. On there travels to Demacia Katarina finds herself confiding to Rakan about a secret love. How she envy’s how open he is with Xayah. Rakan feels a bit sadness for Katarina at this time after she explains how lonely she is and how it be months and sometimes even years. She sees Garen. Rakan winds up explaining how ‘love’ should be. His passion and drive sparks something in the Noxian’s. Eventually down the road I would like to have something more in depth about these two. But this what I want to start off on.Also thanks for the ask !

[inspirationallyinsane]

June 25 2017

Hi Tumblr. It is officially summer now. It has been for a few weeks I guess but it has just started to feel like it for me. I tend to begin hating summer after the second week. I get so bored and lonely. I complain about school a lot but it gives me something to do and an opportunity to be around people. I have been around my family quite a bit though since summer has started, which has been nice. I went up to see my mom and my brother and now I am staying with my dad. It is strange to have three places I could call home and not have any of them really feel like home. My mom's house feels most like home but then I remember that it can't be and I get sad. My place feels least like home, which is shitty, since I live there most of the time. Sometimes my place feels like a hotel. I keep expecting to leave and then I never do. I've been looking for a new apartment. Mine doesn't have AC. It also doesn't have windows. I have to leave one of my doors open at night so that I don't literally die of heat stroke. I have been having a lot of nightmares about large men coming into my apartment and just standing there, watching me. They never attack me but there is just something so weird about knowing that someone could come into your house and watch you and you possibly wouldn't even know. Idk. I like my space, I don't like people in my space. It freaks me out. I've been having a lot of nightmares in general for about three or four weeks now. I'm not sleeping much anymore. I thought they would go away after finals week was over, and then I thought they would go away after I got my grades back (I passed all my classes and raised my gpa!!!!!). But I keep waking up screaming or crying. Maybe it's the heat. Or maybe there is something going on that is stressing me out and I'm not even aware of it. I have also been trying to get a job. It is hard to get a job as a teenager who has never been employed and has no connections whatsoever. The minute market across the street from my apartment was recently hiring. I really wanted that job. I even went in four times to check in with the person who is in charge of hiring. They ended up giving the job to a 40 year old man with plenty of job experience. Obviously if I were hiring I'd probably do the same thing. But it still sucks. It feels strange to be competing against adults who have been working their entire lives for the same entry level jobs. They are called entry level jobs. Meant for people who are just entering the job market. Like wtf. I am going to visit my mom and brother again next weekend. For the fourth of July. It is nice to go stay with my mommo. She can be a lot sometimes but she also brings me breakfast in bed and buys me clothes so... it's worth it :) haha no but it really is nice just to be around people. Living alone gets very lonely. It's nice to wake up and have someone there to talk to, eat breakfast with, or whatever. AG and I have been talking about moving in together. As much as I love not being alone all the time, I don't know if I'm ready to move in with my boyfriend. I know it's the thing people do in long term relationships, which ours very much is, but I'm only 18. I feel like there are still things about myself that I need to figure out before having to be responsible in a partnership. You know? Does that make sense? It's like, as much as I hate doing the dishes, I should probably learn that I need to do them myself before just letting someone else do them for me. Seeing my brother last weekend reminded me how much college changes people. How much college has changed me. High school kids are annoying af (Not my brother specifically, he’s fine most of the time, I just mean in general). They have no idea how hard things get. And it's so wonderful to hear my brother talk about his big plans and his life goals because college really fucks all that shit up. At least for me. I used to think everything would be so much easier than it really is. And I'm just out of my first year. I imagine that in four years or six years I'll look back at present me and think the same things I am thinking about past me. But at the same time, being relatively on my own and learning about how hard things are has been wonderful. I don't feel like I need money or people to be happy anymore. Those things may make me feel happier for a while, but I know that I can live in a shithole with no AC and not see anyone for like a week and still feel the exact same way at the end of the day. I feel better now than I did in high school. So that's good. Life is less stressful when you don't have any dreams left :) Staying with my dad is really great too. I miss talking to my dad. We used to talk a lot more and have amazing conversations. Sometimes I feel like my dad is one of maybe two people I have ever met that I can have super enthralling conversations with. I wonder if I am that kind of conversationalist. I'd like to think I am, but then again, both of the people that I felt I had good conversations with don't speak to me anymore, or rarely ever speak to me anymore. Nonetheless, I would be happy if things got better with my dad. Maybe I only feel that way right now because I am around him and I always feel like he isn't such a terrible guy when I am around him but still. As bad as I make him sound in those short stories I have written, and will continue to write, he isn't that way most of the time. I don't write about the good times because good times are boring and honestly who cares. I also don't need to write about the good times. No one goes to therapy or writes books as therapy about the good times. I used to write about good times. I like to read my childhood journals from when I was a child. I kept journals sporadically from the time I was in second grade. Every single one of them is filled with basically lists of things I love or cool things that happened to me. I used to be really hopeful about people beginning to like me, or good things continuing to happen. I have memories of the bad things that happened but I only ever wrote about things I loved. I had lots of things I loved. I still do, I just don't focus on them anymore. Ultimately though I have always been the same self involved self important shitty person I am now. I have read those journals probably twenty times over and this is the first time I realized that I haven't changed at all. I may be a bit more sad now, but I think that's just what life does to people. I was such a bitch!!! I wrote about being smarter than everyone in my class and I drew self portraits labeling how perfect all my features were. What kind of fourth grader does that? And then I proceeded to draw pictures of my classmates and label all of their shitty features. I look back at my posts on this blog from high school and think about what I wrote about my classmates and realize I had not changed at all since elementary school. Maybe that is how people are. They don't change. And maybe that is how I know I don't have a personality disorder, I just have a shitty personality. Or maybe I have changed now, and that is why I can finally see that I hadn't changed for 18 years. Maybe now that I am becoming my own person and I'm not dealing with my parents’ bullshit and their expectations (not blaming or victimizing, mom ;) ) and I have finally stopped idolizing them, maybe now I can be a better person. I really do want to try. I've been saying that for a while. Maybe that's just something everyone says as they continue with their same shitty behaviors. Most of my time recently has been spent playing League of Legends. I love that game a lot. I think I am getting better at it. My new fav champ is Rakan. Bird man. Bird boy. The cutestTM. Most people who play him are assholes. Most people who play League are assholes though I guess. I like to be the anomaly. Although sometimes it is fun to beat someone really hard and be a bit of an asshole about it :P I wish I were out at parties, or kickbacks or whatever, with people who I thought were my friends. It's like, if I spend an hour on the phone with you, listening to your problems and being there to support you about things you feel like you can't tell anyone else, you could at least invite me to hang out. And it's not like I'm a total freak of the week anymore either. I chilled the fuck out. I think. So at this point, I really have to question what is wrong with me. Why am I always forgotten? Oh but! Right before summer I had a great week hanging out with Zach and pals. Zach is such a cool guy. He does some crazy shit but he's a great friend and I always get to go on some sort of adventure when he is around. And Zach never forgets about me. Which means more to me than anything. He recently went back to LA. I hope he is doing well there. I am sure he is doing well there. Anyway. I guess that is all for now. My life is pretty boring. I do my best to try and make myself sound interesting or thoughtful in my writing but honestly I haven't had too much to think about recently. Which is kind of nice. I think that might mean things are finally starting to go well for me. I typically only contemplate about problems, or about whether or not I should kill myself. So. Good thing that's not happening anymore. I hope all my followers/readers are doing well. I genuinely can't believe people still go on my blog. I so rarely post anymore. I'll try to fix that. No promises though. I love you all :)

[typeusernamehere]

Retis #3

Rumah banglo putih. Tiga tingkat parasnya, cuba mencakar si langit biru. Bumbung canggih berteknologi solar. Tingkap kaca lutsinar menemani dinding-dinding sunyi. Empat kereta anak jati Jerman. Dua Mercedes, satu BMW, dan satu Audi. Rumput saling menari mengejar cahaya matahari, namun dibunuh harapan oleh si penjaga landscape rumah. Pagar automatik ukiran khas dari hutan Afrika.

Ye, aku mahu cakap ini rumah orang kaya.

Dan ye, tak lain tak bukan, ini rumah puteri suci Melissa jagaan mami.

Matahari nampaknya sudah terbenam, jatuh ditenggelami bumi, dan memberi laluan kepada bulan menyinarkan cahaya pinjaman. Pintu pagar automatik dibuka perlahan-lahan, memberi ruang buat dua manusia menembusinya. Saat kaki mereka melangkah ke luar, kedua-dua identiti itu menoleh ke belakang dan mengangkat tangan kanan masing-masing. Beberapa lambaian lembut diberi buat penghuni rumah, mami, yang sedang berdiri di hadapan pintu istana, loket emas tergantung di lehernya.

Sebuah cariot sudah bersiap sedia disebalik pagar kayu itu, kereta Myvi hitam yang dilengkapi beberapa CD playlist tuan empunya. Pemuda berjanggut nipis memasuki pintu bahagian kanan, pintu para pemandu, diikuti si pemudi berambut perang di pintu berlawanan.

Kunci hijau dan merah diselit di sebalik stereng, satu putaran empat puluh lima darjah ke kanan diberikan dan raungan sakti kereta buatan Malaysia kedengaran. Vince meletakkan kakinya ke pedal yang berkenaan, shift gear ditukar dan perjalanan mereka bermula.

Suasana malam tidak sesekali pun menyenangkan, namun tidak pula buat para pejuang motosikal yang beraksi dengan lambang tiruan kawasan sendiri. Dengan aksi-aksi yang tiada manusia sempat bukukan, mereka meraikan malam tersebut dengan jeritan gembira. Nampaknya, malam ini mereka yang punya.

Dalam masa yang sama, penghuni Myvi hitam turut bergembira. Mungkin tuan empunya tidak bersetuju, namun senyuman lebar dan muka excited penumpang sebelah membuktikan sebaliknya.

"Kau lama tak kat sana nanti?" soal si anak muda.

“Eh kau tahu kan kau kena tunggu situ… Aku kena balik dengan kau, kalau tak mami tak bagi keluar” jelas wanita idola manusia.

"Tapi, dah lewat malam ni. Kau tak rasa ke masa balik nanti mami kau dah tidur?” soalnya sekali lagi.

“Worst case scenario, kalau dia tunggu depan pintu macam mana?” terang Melissa.

“Wow, seram gila mami” perli pemandu kereta.

Tidak lama kemudian, deretan kereta-kereta mewah mula keluar dari bayangan, menampilkan warna metallic-nya atas pantulan cahaya lampu kereta Myvi yang merendah diri. Atmosfera baru juga memperkenalkan diri. Selain daripada musik rancak artis antarabangsa, aroma alkohol dan daun gembira berterbangan di udara. Daun gembira kau tanya? Ala, daun para saintis biologi sibuk mencari di bumi Amsterdam tanpa sekatan kerajaan sendiri.

Sebuah bangunan besar terpapar di hadapan mereka. Empat  huruf disusun di dinding luar.  

Z. O. U. K

Zouk.

Lelaki berumur dua puluhan itu perlahan-lahan mengangkat kaki dari pedal kuasa selepas mengemas-kini posisi keretanya di kawasan parkir. Apa yang dia mahukan tidak lebih dari title expert parking, impian buat para pemandu dunia.

Sebaik sahaja bunyi klik pintu kereta terdengar, si puteri bersuara.

“Vince, nanti kalau ada orang tanya, kau jawab kau ni bodyguard aku tau.”

“Ye ye. Jomlah. Cepat gerak, cepat habis” rimas si karyawan simpang lima.

Maka bermulalah perjalanan awkward mereka ke pintu masuk kelab pemuas nafsu manusia.  Sweater kelabu Badger dan seluar skinny Vince jauh tenggelam daripada sebarang perhatian berbanding dress anggun hitam, rambut rebonding RM270 dan subang treble clef bekas juara X-factor, Melissa.

Setiba di hadapan pintu utama, seorang lelaki berkaca-mata hitam menjemput mereka berdua.

“My Melissa sudah sampai! Apa khabar dear?”  

Gila ke apa malam malam buta ni pakai spek mata hitam hah?

“I miss you so much dear! I sihat je ni, dah jom kita start up the party!!!”

Zaman bila punya cool pun aku dah lupa.

Dan Vince? Oh ya, Vince berjalan masuk seperti orang biasa, tiada rakan sambutan, tiada juga semangat liar anak muda. Sementara pasangan baru berasmara di booth privasi dengan dadah dan musik huru-hara, Vince menuju ke bartender. Satu kerusi tanpa tuan dipilih dan segelas air ditempah buatnya.

“Coke, please” ujar Vince.

Dia mengambil beberapa teguk air industri amerika itu sebelum memerhatikan pemandangan sekeliling. Apakah yang difikirkan manusia untuk berbahagia di dalam bangunan sebegini?

Well, mungkin ini semua jawapan mereka untuk menikmati dunia.

Jauh dibuai imaginasi dan persepsi sendiri, satu figura mendekati Vince.

“Eh, go grab yourself some more drinks. Jangan risau, aku bayar” kata wanita berambut perang. Satu senyuman manis diberi sebelum si puteri meneruskan perjalanannya ke tandas. Mungkin menambah make-up di muka, namun tiada sesiapa yang tahu.

Now that was weird.

Enggan diganggu peristiwa yang baru sahaja berlaku, si pemuda mengalihkan pandangannya ke sekumpulan manusia yang sedang enak menari mengikuti irama.

“Yo. Vince, kan? Nama aku Jonny. Aku, balak Mel” introduksi lelaki duniawi.

“Ye, aku boleh agak” jawab Vince.

“Woah, chill lah bro. Kita kat club ni. Enjoy sikit…” tangannya diangkat, cuba mengilustrasi para penari. “Anyway, Mel dah cerita kat aku apa yang tengah berlaku. I just wanna let you know, kau cuba nak tackle dia, kau hadap aku nanti” tarian tangan dan lengan berhenti.

“Jangan risau bro, aku buat semua ni sebab duit. Basic economics” rimas akan tamatnya tarian itu.

Lelaki berkaca-mata kembali ke tempat asalnya, menunjukkan lakonannya menuggu pasangan terkemuka.

Kecewa, bodyguard baru Melissa melangkah keluar dari bangunan puaka itu. Setelah tiba di pintu, tangan kanannya digenggam pemangsa. “Nak pergi mana?” suara lembut puteri jauh lebih kuat dari playlist disk jockey.

“Feeling kinda dizzy. Nak lepak luar sekejap” balas si mangsa.

“Aku pun nak balik dah ni. I'll meet you in the car then” satu lagi senyuman dari pemberi nafkah lima puluh ringgit.

Kali ini, Vince yakin tiada sesiapa lagi yang akan menggangunya. Dia membuka pintu pemandu kereta, earphone Skull Candy dikeluarkan dari saku seluar kiri, dan berjalan jauh dari realiti.

Bukankah nikmat itu dikurniakan buat kita semua.

Si kaya dengan harta, si miskin dengan nyawa.

Jadi biarlah aku bergembira.

Bermain dan berjenaka.

[jacobhinkley]

Bitcoin Cash [BCH] gets listed on SBI Virtual Currencies Japan!

Bitcoin Cash [BCH] is listed on SBI, Japan. Japan’s SBI Holdings-owned crypto exchange called SBI Virtual Currencies recently launched a new service – VCTRADE.  The service, as well as the exchange itself, came after many delays and various difficulties.

When it finally got launched, now, it will continue to improve and develop, and the first and only crypto that could be used was Ripple [XRP]. Nevertheless, BCH now can be traded on SBI Virtual Currencies from 11th June.

SBI Virtual Currencies on their official website announced:

“SBI Virtual Currency will start handling bitcoin cash (BCH) from Monday, June 11th.

A currency pair newly available for trading:

BCH / JPYAs for the handling of bitcoins (BTC), please wait for a while until the start. From now on, VCTRADE thank you.”

Enter Keyport, encrypted messaging app users now connect to the Bitcoin Cash network, so their messages cannot be censored by a third party. Bitcoin Cash Fund is a community-driven project dedicated to pushing the adoption of Bitcoin Cash. It announced that it has started a new website which is the “home of all things Bitcoin Cash”.

Roger Ver, the official face of Bitcoin Cash [BCH] and the CEO of Bitcoin.com has reported that BCH is following making conceivable “designs” with recently included applications in the primary week by week Tokyo Bitcoin Cash get together held at Rakan.

Prior in the main seven day stretch of June, more than 100+ coders gathered for the ‘BCH Geek’ in China to have an educated focus on creating BCH-based apps that provide more “utility for people all over the world”.

Earlier, this week, Ver even released a YouTube video on the channel “Bitcoin.com-Official Channel”. A lot of people online are going around claiming that Dogecoin is bigger than Bitcoin Cash. He compared Dogecoin and Bitcoin Cash with each other.

The market cap certainly does matter, he exclaimed, pointing out that Dogecoin had a market cap of $400 million, while Bitcoin Cash had a cap closer to $17.8 billion. That’s around 40 times more than Dogecoin’s.

At the time of writing, BCH has a trading price of $1126.13 and a market cap of $19 billion. The coin has seen a rise of 0.30% in the past one hour, 1.79% in 24 hours and is running all green with a rise of 9.08% in its weekly cap.

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[thegleamingquill]

starter for lightshielded

It was a slow day for Rakan. He had returned to his homelands two days before, caught up with friends, but now he was itching for another adventure. But what does one do when he feels like he’s done it all? Inactivity makes him antsy, so he grabs his small bag of things, and starts walking.

However, he doesn’t get too far, just at the border of where the Lhotlan lands begin and the humans land ends, and he hears the sounds of horses padding along in the dirt. Must be a wealthy party. With his curiosity piqued, the golden Vastaya walked towards the sound and looked from behind a large tree. He saw before him a traveling party that appeared to not be Ionian. The men were in shiny armor decorated in gold, noble and well groomed horses carrying them. 

Behind the lead was someone who appeared to be of most importance. He carried himself in that way. Were they enemies? Were they potential allies? Or just passing through? A risk couldn’t be taken. Rakan glanced up, noticing the scouts above in the trees readying their weapons. He waved for them to hold off for now, they looked at him suspiciously, but nodded in acknowledgment.

He then emerged from the trees, looking at the men on their horses. “Well, hello there, travelers! I see you must not be from around here, but I’m afraid you can’t go further than here,” Rakan started. A few appeared confused and then they looked to their leader. 

“You seem like a reasonable man! Why are you here, crossing Vastayan territory, outsider?”