Reaper Soraka

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Karma would elegantly stride around the counter and kneel in front of the child, a kind smile gracing her lips as she picked up the flowerpot holding a browning, droopy flower.

“Hello, Mahdav.” 

She offered the flowerpot back to him, but the boy just shook his head.

“It died… I did everything you said to, but it still died…”

“Oh no, it’s not dead, little one. Here, hold the flower in you hands.”

She would beckon Mahdav over, and he would do just as directed. Unbenknownst to him, Karma would infuse the plant with her magick, and so when the child moved his hands, it would be fully bloomed.

“You gave it so much water it fell asleep, all you needed to do was wake it up.”

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Soraka smiled, the magic evident to her in the way the air shifted around them. It felt different—much more powerful than she could recall. Something about the way Karma spoke with the young boy even alluded to things changing.  Had she really been gone so long as to miss this much? She stood from her position at the table to look over Karma’s shoulder, fingers tracing over the back of her arms out of view. Her voice would be a whisper against Karma’s ear, “You’ve become quite strong, my love.”

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“My goodness. After all these years!”

Soraka hid her laugh behind her hand and pulled out a chair. She sank into it with a huff, forgetting how exhausted she was in her excitement. She rubbed her hand over her face. 

“So tell me, my love. What have I missed?”

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“Lots.”

The Duchess answered simply, giggling as the cat plopped down in Soraka’s lap whilst she herself moved to put on the kettle for tea.

“I don’t even know where to begin…”

As Karma moved around the room, she’d pause as a small flower pot was slid onto the counter. A young boy no older than about eight was peeking over the top looking rather saddened.

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“Well, tell me about yourself first then.” Soraka rested her chin in one hand while her other went to stroke slow lines over the cat’s back. 

“Or possibly we could have a visitor instead.” She laughed. It was home. She had missed it. The interruptions, the daily tea, the simple sounds and moments of precious life. All of it was equally wonderful as long as they spent it together.

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“My goodness. After all these years!”

Soraka hid her laugh behind her hand and pulled out a chair. She sank into it with a huff, forgetting how exhausted she was in her excitement. She rubbed her hand over her face. 

“So tell me, my love. What have I missed?”

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“We do.” 

Soraka leaned into the gentle touch. Soft kisses sparked a rolling warmth, a caress of heat that melted away the ice threatening to overtake her yet again. 

“I’ve missed you so much.” She repeated, as though saying it again might accurately convey just how much she had. Impossible. It had been far too much to put into human words.

“I see you’ve increased your abilities as well, my Dutchess.” A proud smile replaced her thoughtful expression, nodding towards where the mess had been. “I cannot wait to hear all about it.”

[inspired-flame]

“Oh trust me, you will hear about everything. Shall I put on some tea? Are you hungry at all? I’ve upped my cake game.”

Without much warning, the Duchess would attempt to grasp Soraka’s left hand and pull her along. At this rate, she was damn near ready to start babbling about everything, before quickly realizing that it might be a tad quick for someone who had just returned from the Cosmos. She slowed herself down.

“How was it there? Why did you have to go? I’m sure it was a good reason. although I wish you would have given me some warning before you left. Oh well, what’s passed has passed, hm?”

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“Tea would be wonderful, and you know I love your cakes.” Soraka laughed and let herself be pulled along, eager to follow the Dutchess anywhere she might want to go. She squeezed the hand in hers, hoping the encouragement to continue would be clear.

“The reasons the Cosmos calls can be difficult to put into words, but I will try my best to explain it to you.” Silver eyes shone with genuine mirth and she giggled. “After snacks though.”

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“We do.” 

Soraka leaned into the gentle touch. Soft kisses sparked a rolling warmth, a caress of heat that melted away the ice threatening to overtake her yet again. 

“I’ve missed you so much.” She repeated, as though saying it again might accurately convey just how much she had. Impossible. It had been far too much to put into human words.

“I see you’ve increased your abilities as well, my Dutchess.” A proud smile replaced her thoughtful expression, nodding towards where the mess had been. “I cannot wait to hear all about it.”

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At this point, Karma didn’t know. She had spent all these years going about her life without Soraka by her side- she had been left alone with her painful thoughts for so long… she was angry, and hurt, and so very lonely.

“How could I not?”

She would murmur, quickly as a strike of lightning move to embrace her Star, holding her so tight she worried she would harm her. It had been far too long without this.

“I’ve missed you so, so much.. I thought you lost. Don’t leave me ever again… please Soraka…”

There was so much Soraka needed catching up on. But that could wait.

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Soraka returned the embrace, some of the guilt and stress melting away in those familiar arms. The tension in her shoulders released as she moved her hands in small circles over Karma’s back, humming a quiet tune after a few minutes of silence.

“Hopefully, we can find a way for me to know the time for both realms.” She pulled her head back to kiss her forehead, moving her chilled hand back to her cheek. “But that can wait. I’m not going anywhere for a long, long time, and I have much to make up to you. I never want to leave you alone again.”

[inspired-flame]

Of course. Of course time flowed differently in other realms. How could she have been so foolish as to blame Soraka for this? But still… this wasn’t like the times when she would disappear for a few days or weeks… not in the slightest. When her Star left, the Duchess’ heart had been too strained.

“Too long.. oh gods… far too long.. but do you really not know..?”

“Soraka, you have been gone for six years..”

Karma felt even more hurt when the Starchild didn’t even meet her gaze. Had her love faded over that time? She did not know. What she did know, however, was that so much had changed, she had changed. However, she still looked strikingly the same as the departure day.

“So… so long that my hope faded… became ill… came back… and prayed that I could see you… just for a moment, even in a shadow… even in a dream… I didn’t want to forget you… even when I thought you had forgotten me…”

As much as she tried, Karma could not hold back the tears that slowly cascaded down her soft cheeks, hold back the quiet whimpering sobs that signified her pain.

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“Six years?” Soraka raised her head then, knuckles white with the sudden force of her grip on the staff. 

Time was not usually so erratic between realms. It was true that it had felt longer than usual, but she had assumed it was only due to the growing fondness she had for the woman in front of her. She thought it because love sickness had a way of making their time apart feel so much worse. It hurt so much more to know that this was the source of all that pain; it was her hurting her love.

“I would…I could never forget you, my Dutchess.” Mirrored tears ghosted lines of ice over her cheeks, and her arm started to rise again. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and comfort her, but feared her pulling away once more. “I’m so sorry.”

[inspired-flame]

Alas. At least her eyes would be met. For a moment, it seemed as though Soraka had returned out of duty, but now, she realized, that was a silly notion. Even still though, her Star would not come. Was she deterred by the Lady herself? Had she changed more than she thought? What was wrong with her?

“Are you sure…?”

Karma would whisper, almost blinded by her tears, taking a few steps forward and trying unsuccessfully to walk around the shattered glass due to her lack of wearing shoes. She felt the sting of the pieces, but it was nothing compared to the pain held in her heart.

“I… I was so sure you had forgotten me… found someone better… I… never was good enough… not in my eyes at least… I had accepted that your had moved on… that I didn’t mean anything anymore…”

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Soraka couldn’t help but recall what love lost could feel like. It made her blood run even colder than normal, and she couldn’t suppress a shudder as it rippled through her. She fought to center herself and focus.

“You are everything to me.” She set her staff against a nearby wall after muttering a quick healing chant, smelling the blood before she could see it. She lifted the Dutchess out of the mess of glass, moving her to the side but not letting go of the grip she had on her waist. Her gaze met hers and stayed for many heart beats. “You are my eternity, and I would have it no other way.”

“Well, that is if you’ll have me now.” She thought of the pain she’d been causing her all these years and felt the guilt all over again, fighting the urge to step away once more in fear.

[inspired-flame]

Of course. Of course time flowed differently in other realms. How could she have been so foolish as to blame Soraka for this? But still… this wasn’t like the times when she would disappear for a few days or weeks… not in the slightest. When her Star left, the Duchess’ heart had been too strained.

“Too long.. oh gods… far too long.. but do you really not know..?”

“Soraka, you have been gone for six years..”

Karma felt even more hurt when the Starchild didn’t even meet her gaze. Had her love faded over that time? She did not know. What she did know, however, was that so much had changed, she had changed. However, she still looked strikingly the same as the departure day.

“So… so long that my hope faded… became ill… came back… and prayed that I could see you… just for a moment, even in a shadow… even in a dream… I didn’t want to forget you… even when I thought you had forgotten me…”

As much as she tried, Karma could not hold back the tears that slowly cascaded down her soft cheeks, hold back the quiet whimpering sobs that signified her pain.

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“Six years?” Soraka raised her head then, knuckles white with the sudden force of her grip on the staff. 

Time was not usually so erratic between realms. It was true that it had felt longer than usual, but she had assumed it was only due to the growing fondness she had for the woman in front of her. She thought it because love sickness had a way of making their time apart feel so much worse. It hurt so much more to know that this was the source of all that pain; it was her hurting her love.

“I would...I could never forget you, my Dutchess.” Mirrored tears ghosted lines of ice over her cheeks, and her arm started to rise again. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and comfort her, but feared her pulling away once more. “I’m so sorry.”

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inspired-flame answered:

@reaper-starchild

This had to be a dream, and if it was, the one who would wake the dreamer would face the brunt of her wrath. But for the first time in forever, that voice did not speak to her in a dream, no. It was far too clear. The sound of crystal shattering would pierce the room, a vase slipping from normally calculated and poised fingers signalling the oncoming storm of heavy thoughts formed into heavy words. With the simple but elegant movements only possessed by one, the Grand Duchess would whirl around to face the one singular, most important person she felt she would never see again.

“Soraka..?”

@inspired-flame

“It’s not dream, my Dutchess.” Soraka smiled. She hesitated only briefly, eventually stepping forward to move her fingers over Karma’s cheek. Her eyes held all the mirth of a long awaited reunion, an extra amused curl to her lips at how much she had missed that warmth against her chilled skin. “How I’ve missed you.”

[inspired-flame]

“I… you…”

The Lady’s gentle hands were held in front of her being, as though a mock barrier was between her and her beloved Star; she shrunk away from the cold but loving fingers, backing a few quiet steps. Her voice was barely more than a whisper, and usually calm jade orbs were now small ponds threatening to break it’s banks. Karma had changed in this time apart.

“…Where were you…? I… I waited.. and waited… and waited… and you never came back to me… why?”

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Soraka withdrew her hand, curling her fingers into her palm as she lowered her arm. Her silver couldn’t meet jade, averting her gaze and fidgeting with her staff in her other hand. She attempted masking the pain by not withdrawing too fast.

“The Cosmos lack a sense of time.” The excuse sounded heavy and forced on her tongue. It felt like forcing herself to spit the words, a growing pressure in her chest threatening to choke them before they could tumble from her lips. 

“How...long have I been gone in this realm?”

The question was sincere, but the guilt kept her head down. It was too much to see the pain swimming in those beautiful eyes.

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inspired-flame answered:

@reaper-starchild

This had to be a dream, and if it was, the one who would wake the dreamer would face the brunt of her wrath. But for the first time in forever, that voice did not speak to her in a dream, no. It was far too clear. The sound of crystal shattering would pierce the room, a vase slipping from normally calculated and poised fingers signalling the oncoming storm of heavy thoughts formed into heavy words. With the simple but elegant movements only possessed by one, the Grand Duchess would whirl around to face the one singular, most important person she felt she would never see again.

“Soraka..?”

@inspired-flame

“It’s not dream, my Dutchess.” Soraka smiled. She hesitated only briefly, eventually stepping forward to move her fingers over Karma’s cheek. Her eyes held all the mirth of a long awaited reunion, an extra amused curl to her lips at how much she had missed that warmth against her chilled skin. “How I’ve missed you.”

[reaper-starchild]

“My, my. It has been quite some time.”

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//Randomly puts artwork here after being off my rp account and not even looking at Tumblr for months. Weee xD

(Hi all, how’s everyone been?)

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//tbh I would feel better about Targon if one of those empty slots is the Taric rework I've been waiting for 5eva -.-

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[thatguyingreyhoodiewithwidesmile]

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hell yeaaaaaaa, someone suggest this to me next time I do an m!a

[timeforatruedisplayofskill]

Also friendly reminder that despite whatever Riot does with the lore, no one is saying you absolutely have to follow 1000% canon. Especially since most of our blogs diverge from canon to begin with in order to develop characters in certain ways. There is nothing forcing you to follow canon absolutely and nothing stopping you from going your own way!

There are even blogs dedicated to canon-divergent AU versions of characters.

Ain’t nothing keeping you following canon lore to an exact T.

Do with your blog what makes you happy and what’s fun to do, you don’t HAVE to be canon. Some people prefer it, some people don’t give a shit but in the end, it’s you doing what you wanna do, yeah?

TLDR; Riot’s lore might be canon, but nothing is keeping you from continuing on with old lore or whatever lore you created for the champion you play!

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Yesyesyes

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//seeing some of my favorite people in the community driven out by new lore is making me really sad :(

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//Took a natural sleep aid and doodled this. Maybe when I’m more coherent I can work on it more. Ugh.