#kingsthunder

[rchive-aachromaa]

 colress is watching the ghetsises on the dash rn like this

@kingsthunder & @frigidlord

[ladylvck]

"That's rich, coming from the two of you and your walk-in closets full of skeletons."

[rarestones-aa]

oh god the ghetsises are collaborating

[invictarre-archive]

@kingsthunder​ asked: ☕  /  Muse Teas (always accepting!)

You’re not sure that you should drink it. It’s not that you don’t want to, if anything it’s a struggle not to grab the cup and taste its sacred ichor, but it feels... out of your league. Like even you, with all your status and the crown sitting atop your head, are somehow lesser than the liquid in front of you. It’s like you’re looking at a title that will never be yours to wield, a power forever out of bounds even for Galar’s Greatest.

But, no! You wouldn’t have been invited here if you weren’t wanted, wouldn’t have been given a cup you were forbidden to drink from.

Your hand shakes as you lift the cup, thumb running delicately over the gold lightning bolts running across the porcelain. This is something that’s been pieced back together a million times, each new crack leaving its own glittering scar against the once-pristine surface, and you can’t help but take a moment to admire the beauty of it.

If only you could look at your own scars through that same poetic lens.

But you can’t put it off any longer. The apprehension knots your stomach as you stare it down, your gentle side-to-side tilting making the nectar lap at the cup’s sides but never spill over. It’s undeniably beautiful, liquid sunlight, and it’s unlike anything you’ve ever been given before. You still get the urge to double check... is it really okay for you to drink this? Are they sure?

But it’d be rude to refuse, right?

You brace yourself - deep breaths, Leon, you can do this - bring it to your lips, and-

It tastes amazing. The perfect temperature, pleasantly warm and laced with honey. It warms you right down to your bones, smooth and revitalising, and now you’ve started drinking you can’t seem to stop.

The empty cup is placed back down, honey still coating the roof of your mouth. You can’t remember what you were so worried about.

Your HP has been fully restored!

Your Team’s HP has been fully restored!

All Status Conditions have been healed!

+5 to your next Charisma roll! Maybe you could learn a little something from His Majesty, while you’re here.

[rchive-aachromaa]

// i like how both ghetsises i sent the tea meme to got fucking poisoned lmao

[forjustice]

@kingsthunder (x)

The one big side effect that being a dragon has on xem: it makes it infinitely harder to get along with other dragons.

Not because Volo didn't like dragons to begin with as a human. It was more that every dragon had a competitive spark in them that doesn't always mesh well with other dragons--especially when they're all raising children. Given these instincts, given Volo's PTSD from losing young members of the family on top of it, given Ghetsis has a young prince of his own, and you'd have the perfect storm for these two incredibly powerful dragons ripping each others' throats out--the wrath of the cosmos in Volo vs. the wrath of the whole world in Ghetsis. No matter who won, everyone would lose.

Thank the gods that xe has no small children to raise right now, and they both know that meeting alone without any young ones present quite lessens this burden they both have to bear. Because the fact is, outside the whole 'I'll maul you if you even look at one of my kids wrong,' they both quite like each other. Volo hates kings, but a king of the balance who's also a god of the balance is not just a human pretender to power--they are the role they take, so as long as they're not like Arceus, xe can accept them. And Ghetsis? Well, despite Volo's flaws, he seems fine enough with xem that he won't chase xem out for dropping in uninvited.

When xe walks in, xe sees the king in a contemplative mood--one tinged with melancholy, though Ghetsis being as grand as he is, he carries it well; Volo perhaps would not have noticed if xe did not have the ability to read souls at a glance. There's something troubling the king, but xe knows better than to pry into it immediately. Though xe cares little for the strict rules of interacting with royalty and nobility, xe knows that basic human interaction would also demand discretion in matters such as these--and yet, when xe speaks, xe unintentionally hits on the very thing that had caused Ghetsis that measure of sorrow.

"My apologies, I thought I had informed you," xe says. "Yes, tea would be lovely. What have you been reading lately? No better time to discuss good books than over tea."

[moonkssd]

Three? She simply needed one, but hm....

What to do with three strands, she wondered as she twirled it around a little paper doll. One was enough to make the connection between person and substitution doll. And considering the source, Yuri wondered if she could do more. This wasn't for her really.

Saying a payer, the doll took on the hue of Ghetsis' hair, disappearing as the enchantment was weaved. She handed it over to the king.

"Here you go. It'll take some damage in your place." Not that he needed it. "But I added one more feature. It'll let whoever holds find you. I suggest giving it to a loved one."

[moonkssd]

Question + Lady Tsubaki but also pretend i logged onto @kingsthunder ghetsis wants some answers

The old woman looks quite troubled. Though she sat tall at her seat, it is clear that the death of her younger daughter was haunting her deeply.

And yet she could only sign about the situation at hand.

"I will be presiding over the tribunal, thus I must remain objective." A sigh.

"Last night was the meeting to decide on the future of the clan. I had hand picked my younger daughter to become the clan head in my stead, thereby making her daughter the next in line by default. Everything seemed to have gone well with little objections during the actual council...to think something so foul could happen on our lands."