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[feathercall]

also i wanna write xayah really bad but im in the process of playing through the pillars of eternity games as her which is taking a lot of my free time lol. i wanna make a poe watcher!xayah verse though.

enjoying my nautical adventure’s beginning

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redoing my tags down to something more simple because the ones i use rn are broken (LOL)

🗡      v. runeterra       ▪      just a pinch of salt in the wound; you’ll be fine.

🗡      v. elderwood       ▪      i found something in the woods somewhere.

🗡      v. star guardian       ▪      the dark doesn’t frighten me ; it is mine.

🗡      ooc.       ▪      bird tumblr which is for birds.

🗡      inbox.       ▪      not a messenger pigeon.

🗡      crack.       ▪      i always wanted to be buried and resurrected in this outfit.

🗡      text.       ▪      babble and birdsong.

🗡      ic.

🗡      others’ art.

🗡      my art.

🗡      prompts & askmemes.       ▪      you wanna start it off?

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iceflowers​.

“Oh don’t I know that.” Leng Yun can feel the scars on his back tingle at the thought. Why is he still protecting them? Fighting for their improval? Not even he could fully answer that.

“Their hands reach far and wide, and, unfortunately, their weapons do, too. Alas, the only thing we can do is try and reason with them for they twist any and all logical backlash into them being the ultimate victim.”

    Xayah grips the bracer over her left forearm, where the feathers still stubbornly refuse to regrow. She can feel them, or at least the very slight tug in their direction, ever-present in the back of her mind. Were she closer, she could simply rip them from whatever wall or article of clothing or collector’s velvet display that they adorned, pulling in the wayward fragments of her magic.

     Maybe she’d make that hunt someday, but there were more important things to do first.

     She glances over her shoulder at Leng Yun. He’d been an ally to them in the past, and her expression is softer and sadder than it may have been otherwise.

     ❝ my people have tried reason and diplomacy before, ❞ In her eyes, blades cut sharper than words, and even if it wasn’t ideal, fighting was better than waiting, talking, and hoping for mercy. Still—he wasn’t wrong, either. ❝ ...we haven’t been left a lot of options. you know? ❞

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

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↪  𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  a  collection  of  100+ question prompts .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

you’re  leaving ?

can  you  shut  up ? ❜

are  you  [ name ] ?

who  am  i  to  you ?

why  should  i  care ?

can  i  come  inside ?

did  i  do  something ?

you  don’t  trust  me ?

can  we  make  a  deal ?

are  you  lying  to  me ?

are  you  free  tonight ?

are  we  going  to  die ?

can  i  come  with  you ?

can  we  call  it  even ?

you  stay  here ,  okay ?

you  think  i’m  stupid ?

can  you  stitch  me  up ?

are  you  doing  alright ?

is  that  …  my  shirt ?

who  takes  care  of  you ?

have  you  seen  yourself ?

what  took  you  so  long ?

can’t  you  see  i’m  busy ?

who  do  you  think  i  am ?

why  are  you  helping  me ?

are  you  happy  with  him ?

are  we  having  a  moment ?

are  you  listening  to  me ?

how  are  you  so  arrogant ?

how  did  you  afford  this ?

what  are  you  doing  here ?

is  this  all  in  my  head ?

why  won’t  you  look  at  me ? ❜

are  you  here  to  kill  me ?

do  you  want  some  company ?

are  you  from  around  here ?

do  you  need  to  lie  down ?

are  we  on  the  same  page ?

why  didn’t  you  defend  me ?

are  you  sure  you’re  ready ?

where  is  this  coming  from ?

where  were  you  last  night ?

you  wanted  to  talk  to  me ?

will  you  PLEASE  be  quiet ?!

what  was  i  supposed  to  do ?

why  do  you  look  so  guilty ?

[ name ]  …  truth  or  dare ?

why  did  you  bring  me  here ?

are  you  looking  for  someone ?

since  when  does  that  matter ?

why  do  you  put  up  with  me ?

THIS  is  your  breaking  point ?

what  can  i  say  to  fix  this ?

do  you  think  i  deserve  this ?

hey ,  hey ,  are  you  with  me ?

why  are  you  leaving  so  soon ?

what  do  you  get  out  of  this ?

[ name ] ,  what  have  you  done ?

do  you  have  a  minute  to  talk ?

did  you  ever  actually  love  me ?

do  you  need  somewhere  to  stay ?

why  don’t  you  ever  listen  to  me ?

do  you  hear  yourself  right  now ?

you  knew  &  you  didn’t  tell  me ?

do  you  want  something  to  drink ?

when  did  you  know  you  loved  me ?

when  was  the  last  time  you  ate ?

what’s  your  favorite  scary  movie ?

do  you  want  to  get  out  of  here ?

why  is  this  so  important  to  you ?

can  i  at  least  buy  you  a  drink ?

how  can  you  think  this  is  funny ?

are  you  sure  you’re  up  for  this ?

are  you  trying  to  start  something ?

what  are  we  supposed  to  do  now ?

can  we  at  least  try  to  be  civil ?

why  won’t  you  just  leave  me  alone ?

are  you  thinking  what  i’m  thinking ?

why  are  you  so  concerned  about  me ?

why  can’t  you  just  stay  out  of  it ?

you’re  not  bailing  on  me ,  are  you ?

how  long  have  you  been  lying  to  me ?

can  you  keep  your  eyes  open  for  me ?

how  long  have  things  been  like  this ?

why  is  this  suddenly  such  a  problem ?

what ,  am  i  supposed  to  be  impressed ?

do  you  ever  wish  you  could  run  away ?

you’re  going  to  believe  them  over  me ?

why  are  you  looking  at  me  like  that ?

why  can’t  you  just  tell  me  the  truth ?

why  can’t  you  ever  take  responsibility ?

what  can  i  do  to  make  it  up  to  you ?

can  we  put  this  whole  thing  behind  us ?

i’m  coming  to  get  you ,  where  are  you ?

can  you  stay ?  just  for  a  little  while ? ❜

why  won’t  you  let  me  be  here  for  you ?

when  are  you  going  to  forgive  yourself ?

is  that  what  your  nightmares  are  about ?

what  kind  of  person  does  this  make  me ?

where  are  we  supposed  to  go  from  here ?

are  you  TRYING  to  get  yourself  killed  ?!

why  can’t  we  just  talk  like  we  used  to ?

why  do  these  things  always  happen  to  me ?

how  long  has  it  been  since  you’ve  slept ?

can’t  we  just  enjoy  the  moment  for  once ?

why  can’t  you  ever  stand  up  for  yourself ?

why  haven’t  you  been  answering  your  phone ?

what  was  i  supposed  to  do ,  let  you  die ?

can  you  listen  &  do  what  i  say  for  once ?

what  do  you  mean ,  you’re  not  coming  back ?

why  don’t  you  stay  the  night ?  just  once .  

can  you  see  how  many  fingers  i’m  holding  up ?

you’d  tell  me  if  something  was  wrong ,  right ?

where  do  you  go  when  you  space  out  like  that ?

you  were  going  to  leave  without  saying  goodbye ?

you’ll  stand  by  my  side  no  matter  what ,  right ?

what  kind  of  mess  have  you  gotten  yourself  into ?

i  need  you  to  sit  up ,  can  you  do  that  for  me ?

if  you  have  nothing  to  hide ,  what’s  the  problem ?

can  we  all  just  act  like  we’re  winning  for  once ?

can  we  talk  about  this  at  a  time  that  isn’t  now ?

you  really  don’t  care  about  any  of  this ,  do  you ?

can  you  just  tell  me  everything’s  going  to  be  okay ?

you  know  we’re  gonna  have  to  talk  about  this  eventually ,  right ?

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i was inactive for a while there so i think i’m gonna keep just my few most recent threads and then start fresh otherwise, cleared out my inbox and stuff. gonna throw some memes out here and maybe a starter call later this week? we shall see

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@iceflowers​ said:

Leng Yun, carrying an umbrella, thoughtfully nods. "They may try to guide it, but forcing it to bend to their will will only end in disaster. There  is no fury like mother nature's."

     Xayah nods, but with a tired laugh.

     ❝ yeah. try telling that to any human, though. ❞ She replies, pulling her hood down and her hair out, so she can better feel the rain, ❝ men don’t walk with storms, and humans always wanna destroy anything they can’t find a way to fit into the palm of their hand. it’s their nature. like the scorpion from that old fable. ❞

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     She’s outside in a storm getting rained on. Lightning crashes, thunder in the background moments later.

     ❝ humans are always trying to think up ways to bend nature to their desires. they should take a look at the sky for once. that should be proof enough that it’s futile. ❞

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redeemed sg xayah and the other star guardians talk her into playing d&d with them. she’s grumpy about it but she gets really into it after a while

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(crashes in through the underbrush, panting) STAR GUARDIAN SOON AAAAAUSHDGJDFGDFG

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Arcana Rakan & Xayah by 赭艳

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soraka.

“  you  were  my  friend  —  ”  she  says,  desperate  to  see  the  other  former  star  guardian’s  eyes.  she  was  a  corpse,  reanimated.  to  live,  to  suffer.  “  you  ..  you  were  my  sister,  xayah.  how  could  i  possibly  stray  from  ever  thinking  different  ?  time  has  not  been  kind  to  us  since  you  and  rakan  did  not  return.  this  dark  magic  ..  this  horrible  dark  magic,  what  has  it  done  to  you  ?  your  feathers  ..  ”  she  takes  a  step  closer,  but  hesitates  to  make  any  more  sudden  movements.  

     A ripple of glossy black runs along her jagged plumes as she pulls them instinctively back, smoothing her cape behind her with one hand. She interposes a hand between them, claws out. Friend?! Why are we talking? I should kill you. she thinks. Why she hasn’t already done it, she has no idea. Curiosity, boredom, something else? She’d never been good at reading her own motives.

     ❝ what, am i not packing enough glitter these days? ❞ Xayah snorts, but her face tightens. This power was what she has always needed. She no longer has to stumble along a few steps behind the rest of her friends, always lacking something. Where had the first star been for her? Weren’t the green guardians supposed to have a special connection to it? Soraka did, Lulu did, evidently she’d come out of that factory missing a few pieces. You wouldn’t know. You got everything.

      ❝ —you lot are all emotional speeches and sparkly tears. ❞ She forces herself to relax, and then takes a step forward too, invading Soraka’s personal space so she can wave her claws in her face, ❝ ahri picked it up yet? is she gonna monologue and cry on me when i hunt her down, too? how about sarah? or is this one just you. ❞

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soraka.

@feathercall​  star  guardian  starter  bc  i  can’t  resist  !!

“  you  were  my  friend.  and  friend  you  shall  remain  in  my  heart.  forever.  please,  xayah  ..  do  not  stray  from  the  guardian  path.  you  can  come  back  to  us,  first  star  demands  your  counsel  once  more.  i  truly  wish  ..  i  could  have  saved  you  that  day.  ”  

     Noise rises in her head. Like it always has, like it always does. A sickly chorus of then why didn’t you? why didn’t anyone? could have, should have, didn’t. It’s the same every time. Every Star Guardian, and it’s hard not to see a fair number of them as her replacements.

      ❝ yeah, sure. ❞ She’s heard enough from Star Guardians throwing lies about friendship and love at her.  ❝ everyone wants me back, first star included. do you really believe all that, or are you just dense? ❞

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Pins you to a wall with a dagger against your throat (romantically)

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vi.

    ‘  uh  -  WHAT  !?  excuse me  !?  ‘

      ❝ what? i didn’t do anything— ❞

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(reaches out and swipes a claw at your leg as you walk past)