#rebelquilled

[witches-and-weirdos]

❛ why did you help me ? ❜ ( whoever vibes! )

"Huh? Well, why not, first of all!" She wiped the blood off her face. "Damn, I need a cleaning spell. Second, those guys are assholes, I saw them drain the land's magic dry and that pisses me off, this place clearly suffers without all that mana. Why were you fighting them?"

[charmerquilled]

it had been a hard day for him. he had come out ruffled to say the least, her own form doing okay. such was the pleasures of being the distance attacker while he was the brawn and the shield... there was little to even celebrate for the encounter had been nothing more than a fight. no quinlon, no result from the victory... just shadow minions being annoyances.

so as he settled down to groom by the stream and in the splashes of evening sun, she joined him. he deserved the attention and the calm. he deserved to be pampered. at first reluctantly, a song began to slip from her lips, one of healing and love. he deserves it. and thus it continued, quiet, a little unnerved. but genuine as she focused, fingers delicate and careful with his feathers. xayah always thought him handsome, but if this made him happy, then she would do it.

it was also a great excuse for a moment of quiet and intimacy. thus, she smiled, and her song grew brighter.

 Today wasn’t his day, and the encounter with the  shadow minions already rubbed salt into the bloody wound. A little gray cloud had appeared over Rakan’s head that morning and it was the kind he could not just swat away (if only). 

Judgment was foggy at best.  He was off his game. Made a slip up. He is so mad at himself right now. So much so, the gods would probably hear him clearly if he were to howl off a cliff in rage. Those guys are usually a cake walk to beat, and they clipped his wing cape a few times with a tubebow! 

If only he had cake right now, he would stuff his face. Chocolate cake with cherries on top. That sounded delightful right now. 

Instead, Rakan resorted to the next best thing to put his frustrations at ease. A distraction. A way to cope with a mind that isn’t always on his side. The clear spring water carried strings of red blood as he groomed the tender spot on his wing. Splayed feathers splotched with crimson. What a sticky mess. To pass the time, he sang a traditional song. Not only because he enjoyed it, but it was way too quiet for his liking and he didn’t want to hear himself think. 

If his brain could do himself a favor and shut it.

But a familiar voice joined in, but it took a moment for the bird man to completely realize the fact as he was so engulfed in his interest. But what aroused his suspicions was the chill of careful fingers that ran through his other wing.  

Usually, he would stiffen and jerk his precious goods away. But only one person could touch his wings without permission. Rakan briefly trailed a note too long as he stole a glance.

The Vastayan must’ve left his heart in the sun, because it had begun to melt at the sight of his beloved purple Raven.

Xayah's song was as sweet as any chocolate, and her smile dazzled like a million diamonds. He was very aware that she had plenty of other things that she could be doing right at the moment. Like staring at that map, for instance. The one where she planned some plan.

The kind that would go over his head, or one ear and out the other. He tries his best to listen... but many things take his attention. He much preferred to wing it. Be the wild card. The fact she rather come over here and sit with him... it made his day.

He grinned back at her, the first smile since he had been awake. The invisible cloud above his head must've allowed some light to peek through. Thus, he harmonized alongside his beloved. 

Xayah could make his hardest days shine bright. 

[shireentheunburnt]

League of Legends

Shireen left her mother’s room to allow Selyse to rest on her own. Ever since the day her father had allowed her to be murdered, sacrificed, and it had failed, her mother either could not bear to be parted from her or found it painful just to look at her. There were no in betweens. So, now and then, for her own well-being as well, the child would excuse herself and go for a walk alone. She expected this to be the same as any other time she had done so...

However, rather than stepping out into a dimly lit corridor (Selyse had become mindful enough to keep minimal lit torches in the hallway outside her room, and within the sleeping area itself), she stepped out into beaming sunlight. The sudden warmth took her by surprise and caused her to stumble in stride as confusion washed over her. Winter was never this kind.

Where was this? Where was she?

Turning back to look behind her revealed that the door to her mother’s quarters had vanished.

Was this a dream after all? Her nightmares, for good reason, always felt realistic enough to be real...  

“Hello?” she called out tentatively, hold on her charred stag figurine tightening. “Hello, please, is anyone there?”  

@rebelquilled

[dawnblxde]

@rebelquilled - [plotted]

Noctis had decided to pay a world he had been to before for another visit, but this time he had decided to visit a different continent he hadn't been to before for a change. The only issue with that was because he hadn't been to the continent before, he couldn't determine exactly where he appeared via teleportation. That was always random, the first time at least. Afterwards he had more control, like he preferred.

After he had appeared in the area that was new to him, the man took a moment to look up into the sky before taking in his surroundings. Noctis immediately noticed that he had materialised in front of someone's path, the person in front of him. A question came to his mind very quickly, what the hell was she? This was because whatever she was didn't exist where he came from. So now he was naturally curious.

However there were things more important then his curiosity right now. Like finding out where he was right now and what was going on right now. Because his gut was telling him something was going on here he didn't know about. "Where are we right now?" Noctis just bluntly asked the other without hesitation all of a sudden.

[ragingsands]

two pros and a con ! :3

Pros:

She is an advocate of self-care and would try to make sure that her partner is taking good care of themselves

She is a wonderful story-teller, and has a soothing voice

Con:

She can be pushy about certain things, such as productivity

> Send "Pro" or "Con" and I'll share one Pro or Con of Dating my Muse

[decaeysa]

@rebelquilled​​  |  akali.

vastaya...  rebelling...  

the final words of a dying noxian soldier fill her mind with unease  --  not for the content of the words itself, but for the reason behind them. was the man truly so terrified of the vastaya that in his final moments he would alert his own enemy of the threat lurking in the shadows? the young shinobi ponders the implications as she walks through the forest, wondering what it could mean for her people if what the noxian had said was true.

there was no harm in following up on the matter, was there? 

for a while there is no sign of beast nor man, only the tranquil leaves that shroud the paths through the foliage. not even a sound alerts her to any hint of danger, not even those she would expect to hear so far from civilisation.

the woman continues for an hour or two, noting the only remnants of life being feathers of varying hues scattered across the ground. her lax attitude to her studies meant she had no idea what species of bird could leave such a beautiful trail but she decides to follow it, picking up a handful of the quills as she makes her way into even denser forest.

[ofsnarkandmagic]

❛  how did you do that ?  ❜ ( modern xayah probs? unless a different verse/idea vibes with you! since he's not vastayan, she'd be intrigued by his power )

 @rebelquilled

It’s obvious that the woman saw him create a flash of lighting in the sky, followed by another one--Melvin was feeling a bit more on the showy side of things today. He couldn’t very well help it. A cup extra of coffee this morning and not seeing his sister, except for the evening previously could do that. An interesting mix to say the least.

What was she though? He’d never see ANYBODY quite like her and it intrigued the wizard more than he would like to admit. Or hell, he’d admit it. Yet giving himself a nosebleed on top of things didn’t seem like a good idea, so he held off on the reading thing he did since it was obvious right off the bat.

“I’ll cut ya a deal, I’ll let ya know ‘ow I did it. If ya tell me what ya are. Never crossed paths with whatever ya are, madam.” There’s a raise of his eyebrows that cause green eyes that illuminated by the lighting to widen ever so slightly. “Does that sound fair to ya?” Despite being an imp 24/7 Melvin was always a man of his word, even though she didn’t know that.

[awesomelyblind-a]

@rebelquilled​ asked  ‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

   The Awesome Demon ponders for a moment or two, fingertips tapping rhythmically against her jawline as she does so, “You know, I don’t think anyone has ever asked me that before!” the prospect of something new and fresh had always been something Justice had strived to obtain by whatever means she possibly could; yet, the question was truly something she had never even considered an answer for...

   ...her name? She assumed there had to be something special about her name, but if that was the case then what could it be? Her mom never really got into trivial stuff like that, “All I know is that it was my mom’s idea! So I guess that means it’s dear to me... because I do miss my mom.” Mother always had been a blessing amongst the flames of damnation, in a lot of ways she was the former High Prosecutor’s hero... they even held the same position! 

   “But now I just think it’s awesome! You don’t really meet anyone named ‘Justice’!” the demon laughed charismatically, “Good question though! Thanks for asking it!” her expression shifts into a genuine smile, it was always nice having friendly conversations. 

[kalijhomentethi]

happy birthday !!! even if i'm probably late but! hope it was/is a fabulous day <333

HEWWO THANK YOU SM!!! 🥺❤️❤️❤️

[charmerquilled]

noms his ear

The rebellion to get magic back will have to WAIT. Not when the leader was nomming upon upon his ear and he wasn't going to stop it. A perfect midnight lollypop with a red, irony center! Mr. Owl, How many licks will it take to get the center, or will it take 3 cronmches?"

[twindeaths]

     There’s a sharp, brisk cold over Valoran City Park, this late in the evening. The two of them follow the road along the outer edge, with the green, tidy meadows of the park to their left and the street to their right. Occasionally, a car rumbles past, headlights illuminating the sidewalk briefly in the dark, before disappearing into the city.

     ❝ ...and then meets back up with the Dragonguard to ask for their help—they were in the previous volume— ❞ Senna says, flipping to the next page of the manga she’s holding in her hand, ❝ And, of course, there’s still some issues between them and Shyvana after the arson business from last time, but... ❞

     Senna glances sideways at Xayah. There’s a few things she’s wanted to talk about when she could find a minute without Seraphine around to make big watery anime eyes about it, and walking back from the store together, she has a moment, and she’s still avoiding bringing up anything serious.

     Fuck. Maybe she should keep avoiding it. She has no idea how to broach the subject, after so long avoiding—well, everyone, people in general. Idly, she thumbs another page, and then turns to Xayah. 

     ❝ Speaking of old friends... ❞ She says, closing the manga volume, ❝ The other day. Those girls were them, huh? Mind if I ask how you’re doing with all that? ❞

@rebelquilled

[felixiecit]

“ i still have the scars. “ ( redeemed/purified sg xayah maybe? )

a collection of my own writings … sentence starters

"Hey hey, around here you aren't a true star guardian without a few or two! Why do you think i'm such a chick magnet?" He chuckled to himself "Ease up i'm jokin, it's kind of our shtick to be positive.. It's honestly amazing i have never heard of Star Guardian purification.. do tell, what's it like??"

Ezreal leans back and floats with his arms relaxed, it was normal for him to be cocky and at ease but he hoped his energy would settle Xayah down as well. There can't be a rift among them.

"I get it you must be scared but stick with me and Lux, we're the best ones on the team we'll show you the ropes. You'll recover in no time."

[modestmuses-a]

( closed starter for @rebelquilled )

Dropping in on Xayah, being surprising, is so rarely a good idea, but Neeko herself loves surprises and feels like it is okay to do it sometimes, if it’s for something exciting enough.

She perches in a tree and waits for Xayah to pass.  Then, hanging onto the branch with her tail, she drops down, suspended upside down, face-to-face with the other.  In her paw, she grips a brightly colored flyer, holding it between their faces, unable to read Xayah’s expression through the sheet.

Her own smile, regardless of whether or not it can be seen, is evident in her enthusiastic tone.  “Look, Xayah!” she says.  “The festival is in town.  Did you want to go with Neeko?  It looks like fun.”

[sonofshin]

Starter for @rebelquilled

It had been a long while since he last heard from Xayah and Rakan. And even then, he failed to get to know them incredibly well, though enjoyed the company of both of them quite a bit. He always felt a connection to vastaya and other non-human creatures.

To receive a letter from them was most unusual. Especially because Leng Yun hadn’t achieved any impressive feats. He had simply been helping people after his studies were complete. By all means, Xayah and Rakan should have forgotten about him. But here he was, heading to a designated meeting spot at a designated time to team up with them for something. It was quite flattering to be considered for such an important mission, and that they trusted him enough to confide in him like this. 

The faint scent of their magic lingered in the air when he approached, but something far more vile overshadowed them quite a bit. A stink penetrated the area of the mountain. On his own, Leng Yun would have likely not approached the area. Just leave whatever was going on to fester. Let it be cleaned up by someone else. But now he was here with a reason, so he had to brave the foul odor. He wondered if the vastaya could smell it as well.

“Xayah, Rakan, it is agreeable to see you again.”

[alluress]

starter  for  @rebelquilled 

             𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐚  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫,  ahri  finds  no  particular  joy  in  bloodshed  and  conflict.  she  feeds  when  she  needs  to  &&  does  not  take  more  than  she  must  ——  having  experienced  the  sensation  of  being drunk  on  memories  &&  not  wanting  to  relive  the  days  spent  with  blood  on  her  hands,  teeth  bared  as  if  she  were  nothing  but  a  beast.  but  this  conflict  between  the  humans  of  ionia  &&  her  fellow  vastayans  is  a  different  matter  entirely.

             “  so  ——  sell  it  to  me  then,  ”  she  directs  towards  xayah,  eyes  narrowed  with  keen  intent  &&  usually  playful  tail  still  and  solemn.  “  i  may  have  helped  you  last  time  but  i  still  know  so  little  about  our  people  &&  our  homelands.  ”  ahri  recalls  the  less  than  favorable  circumstances  in  which  she  met  the  avian  woman;  upon  a  bloody  conflict  with  noxian  invaders  where  the  two  had  briefly  worked  together.

[yuhl]

pls take care of my spine ):

yes mama , please bear the brunt of my tiny fists