#hubristict

[hextechherald]

@hubristict​ said:  “ how bad is it this time? ” ( meme )

“ It’s fine , Jayce . “ Viktor insists dismissively. Hiding the coughing fits that would result in him quietly wiping blood off with his hand used to be a lot easier when Jayce wasn’t paying attention. Since his official diagnosis, since they’ve started working on the hex core together, there’s been a noticable shift in the way the other acts towards him. More worried glances, reassuring touches, more words of affirmation.

Viktor can’t decide if it’s endearing or incredibly annoying.

With how it feels as though his strength is being physically drained from him every second he’s awake, he’s inching towards annoying a lot more today. It doesn’t help that the man just walked in too, Viktor himself of course having spend another night in the lab. Just the light of the sun peeking through had been enough to put him in a sour mood. 

After a glance towards his science partner confirming that pitying look is still on him, he sighs deeply. “ If you’ve got time to worry , you have time to work more . “ He retorts. He knows it’s an unfair criticism, really, Viktor is glad to have him by his side at all. But his gratitude doesn’t help Jayce’s pity make him feel any less small.

[umbriarcht]

@hubristict​  asked  :   ❛  Aren’t you afraid of dying?  ❜

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢  𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡.  the  attention  rooted  not  in  interest  in  debating  philosophical  matters,  rather  in  overusing  of  the  question  itself.  ❝   𝙞'𝙢  𝙣𝙤𝙩  𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙  𝙤𝙛  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨  𝙤𝙛  𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜  𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛,  if  this  is  what  you  meant.  when  your  life  is  nothing  more  than  danger  &  pain,  at  some  point  you  are  even  used  to  expect  death.  only  one  fear  keeps  me  awake  at  night  &  that  is  to  die,  knowing  you  won't  be  able  to  help  people  you  love.  to  die  without  being  sure  your  loved  ones  are  safe  &  healthy  to  still  live  a  fruitful  life  until  you  meet  again  in  another  is  the  only  thorn  cruelly  lingering  in  my  heart.  ❞

[skyfullomuses]

@hubristict​ asked: ❛ no offense, but you look terrible. ❜ / to cait, because it would be hilarious || From a Meme || Not Accepting.

There's a slight raise to her left eyebrow. Her hair is drenched from the downpour of rain outside. Her clothing is sticking to her body, torn in places that seem impossible for her to have gotten hit. She looks like a drowned rat that got stuck in the flow of water as it headed for the sewers of Piltover. She wants a hot shower and a fresh pair outfit but right now, that was going to be impossible, after all, home was far away and she had no intention of going there just yet. Unaware of what her parents may think of seeing their daughter in this state. After all, her mother has already ended her career as an Enforcer once, who's to say she'd try her damnedest to make sure it never got started if she caught one look at Caitlyn?

"You should try looking in the mirror." Her accent has hints of sarcasm trickling through each word and she can't help but stop the small smirk that takes over her features. If there's one person that she can't stay mad at it, it's Jayce. Her best friend. The one person that's been there for her through thick and thin, even when they were younger and he refused to tell her of his plans. Still, she doesn't want him to ask questions that would require answers of where she's been. Not after forging his signature to get a prisoner out of jail. "Do you mind if I barrow a change of clothes and maybe a hot shower? Promise I won't be too long. I can't dally."

[proodigalexplorer]

@hubristict​​ asked: you’re a mighty fast learner.

    Ezreal mugs him.

    “Oh but Councilor,” he says, goggles glinting as a flash of arcane magic flutters to life inside the old device, “said like that, you make it sound as though last I was here none of your equipment survived me.”

    Most didn’t. But who is Ezreal but a man of inches?

    He decides he won’t get used to it, calling Jayce Councilor like that. Sheesh. You spend upwards of half a year in Shuriman border jungle and you come home to Piltover upside down and Jayce Talis of all people Councilor in your absence. Ezreal’s no stranger to change, but this?

    Hnh.

    Feels as though he’s lost some cosmic bet.

    The old device in question is an ancient astronavigator for what Ezreal presumes is Rune Wars vintage, something he found while exploring around Mount Targon. He’d all but ran it over to Jayce’s workshop when he heard the news, sensing that they both could use the distraction. Seriously… Councilor. Jayce. Councilor. “Huh” wouldn’t even begin to describe it.

    I know he’s hoping I don’t ask, thinks Ezreal as the astronavigator, absorbing the magic, emits a noise akin to a spindle coming taut before it again releases, doing nothing. Is it looking for a specific frequency?—Maybe, now that he cares to remember. Rune Wars vintage means mage-on-mage arms race. Who’s to say they didn’t put in some sort of fail-safe to render it useless in the case it ever got into the hands of another mage? Problem then, how the hell is Ezreal going to change his magic like that? The gauntlet…

    “Okay, this isn’t working.” He gives Jayce the you know what time it is look. “Tell me a handsome genius like you has something around here that could divert any energy I give it and refine it. You know, a laser projector? Promise I’ll only use these powers for good.” Said with a wink.

    Ezreal smiles. “And once I’ve let you crack this old chestnut, you tell me why it is that you’re a Councilor now. Deal?”

[justicewinged]

" it was an accident. "

i'm sure this was a meme once, but i can't find it lol

Quinn looks between the man holding a hammer, and the massive glaring hole in the stone wall nearby. Then back at the man, now making a hasty, almost stammered excuse. One eyebrow is lifted, and there's a grin that bows her lips up into a smile. She can't help the quiet snort of laughter that follows.

"I'm sure," she says, shaking her head. "That hextech of yours is a delightful invention, don't get me wrong, but that sort of display will not endear you to the king's advisors, Councilor Talis."

The ranger-knight pricks up, listens hard a moment, then reaches out and takes his hand.

"We'd best hurry. The Mageseekers will want to confiscate such equipment, after a stunt like that." She begins moving, her feet swift and silent over the stones. "Are you with me?"

[executionaryglory]

❛ you used me as an alibi . ❜

“Yeah—AND?”

Her laugh ends with a snort as her hand reaches up to poke his forehead with her pistol, almost as if she was toying with him while threatening to shoot him. Jinx twirled on her heel childishly before moving away from him to keep a bit of a distance incase he tried to do anything funny. He’s a topsider—you can’t trust them.

“Topsiders like you use people all the time! So what if we get a little PAYBACK, pretty boy? Huh!? Who cares!” Her hand moves to one of her explosives on her waist. “Time to make this place LIGHT UP!”