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[ozimul-reacts]

“ if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will. ” for rhaadi

wow rhaadi, language. >80

Rhaadi glared down at the Summoner on his doorstep. “I told you not to come back here.”

“I just want to talk to - ”

“I. Do Not. Care... what you want,” he growled, the flames pouring his collar slowly fading from green to red. “I will not let you freely prance about in my home, especially knowing that you can’t even follow a simple instruction. You are not somebody I want near my family.”

“So, what, you’re going to keep them locked up?”

“My family is free to do as they please. It is you who is trying to force yourself into my affairs,” the spectre snarled. “And I know they are not the first. I’m telling you right now... if karma doesn’t hit you, I fucking will.” His hand began drifting to the scythe hanging at his side...

Karma abruptly popped out of the Warden’s pumpkin patch, and she slapped the summoner across the face. “Eyyyyyyyy!”

“Eyyyyyyyy!” Rhaadi echoed.

The two Champions immediately launched into a strange handshake, mostly involving snapping and fingerguns.

The Summoner could only stare at them, confused.

Rhaadi only broke away from his revelry to shoot him one last glance. “Really, though, if you come to my house again, I will kill you.”

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☭ x ThreshAnswersQuestions

Battle Intro: “R-- Thresh. Finally come to collect, I see...”Victory: “Not today, my friend. ‘tis not my time.”Half HP: “I-- no... Not today...”Low HP: “Has my overconfidence cost me my life...”Defeat: “Ah... I see...”Death: “Is this... Truly... Her will..?”Assist: “Friends don’t abandon one another. That means you as well.”Taunt: “You’re slipping, friend. Forgot a step in your dance?”Reacting to Taunt: A short laugh, followed by, “Suppose I deserved that.”Flee: “No, no. Not yet. Eventually, but not now.”Reacting to Flee: “Ah? I see then. Well my friend, you know where to find me should you return.”Tie: “By her grace do we both survive to see the morrow, then...”Perfect Victory: “Truly, you weren’t even trying, were you?”Low HP Victory: “I... I live... Moon forgive me, I still yet live...”Finishing Move: “Haven’t you heard, my friend? Don’t fear the reaper.”

[banishingtheshadows]

“This is the best pie in the history of pie.” - ThreshAnswersQuestions

A laugh, Lux flapping a hand at her partner. “Is that Thresh or Arty speaking?” she teased. “I do try to satisfy my friends,” she added more seriously.

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[banishingtheshadows]

“Are you alone, are you afraid?” - ThreshAnswersQuestions (choose ur AU)

((SFW, Read More for length.))

Surrounded by the swirling clouds, tinged green and grey and black, the fog ethereal and whimsical, Lux tilts her head back. Flashes of light dart through - souls, he told her, those already part of this great…thing. 

Lux is sure now that she has bitten off far more than she can chew - but.

But.

There is no fear. She cannot hear the screaming of doomed Piltovians as they fled the annual attack. The fog muffles everything from the outside world. She is cocooned in a blanket of the darkest, thickest clouds. Though it is cold, she can see the glow of the lantern next to her, The Warden’s eye sockets gleaming as she meets his gaze.

The metal of his gauntlet is cold on her flesh as it brushes her arm lightly, but it is not a prison to escape from. No, it is a gesture - a signal that she has a companion in this Black Mist. And the prison itself? It was why she dived into the Mist to fight it in the first place.

Escape…yet now he offers it to her.

“Are you alone, are you afraid?”

Eyes slide shut. Deep breath in, slow exhale. Eyelids slowly lift. Bright blue irises slide to stare back at an eerie green skull.

“No.”

“I’m not alone, or afraid.”

She reaches forward to place her hand gently on his lantern, her gaze one of unwavering faith.

“I am with you.”

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[banishingtheshadows]

“Your behavior, Luxanna, is continually unexpected.” - ThreshAnswersQuestions

“The feeling is mutual.” Both her words and tone are light, her eyes holding a chuckle as she reaches over to shift her queenside rook. ‘I didn’t expect you to know this game, after all - it doesn’t seem to be a thing your people are known for.”

The strange Lord of Myst favours her words with a single laugh of his own. “That may be true - I’m very aware that Myst is well-known for how little is known of us.”

She is used to his wit by now: A laconic, nonchalant tone of speech, as if what he’s describing is something completely normal - and the funny thing is that, for him, it probably is.

Her attention returns to their game of tactics as he raises his gauntlet-covered arm to threaten an attack with his knight. “What were you expecting, Lord?”

Had they been two dignitaries meeting for the first time, her companion may have replied with far more formality and diplomacy - but they’d worked together now, discussed topics relating to their nations, scholarly research, and personal interests - and so he replies with a comfortable familiarity. “Less aggression, more thought. In hindsight, I realise you would’ve grown up playing this game.”

It is Lux’s turn to incline her head. “I know this game like the back of my hand, so the saying goes.”And growing up playing said game meant she’d had countless hours to explore, discover, and refine an infinite number of strategies, moves, and responses. 

“Yet you’re not bored.”

“…Every game is different. You’re not bored by seeing the helmets of your people, are you?” When Lord Thresh tilts his head, the Princess adds, “It is the same medium, but each experience is unique, is it not?” Reaching over, she shifts her queen, executing her plan flawlessly.

Thresh looks down, then starts to chuckle at how neatly she’d trapped him both in the game and conversation. “I stand - or rather, sit - enlightened, and by the Princess of Lumia no less.” He bows in his seat before extending a hand. Lux smiles and takes it. “Still, a good game - even with the loss.”

“Loss or not, it is always a good game with you, my friend.”

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[banishingtheshadows]

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(( @threshanswersquestions do you remember this AU 

because like the masks of the people of Myst are all unique

because each person crafts their own))

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((In which a drabble accidentally becomes an AU. I guess I’ll just call it the Myst AU and change the tag if I think of a better one lmao. Casually tags @threshanswersquestions!))

The culture surrounding helmets of Myst are an integral part of the nation. Each adult citizen has a unique helmet, while children are provided blank, identical onces. The belief behind this is that each person crafts their own reputation and path - but children are too young to choose their own destiny, and are instead left to imagine, play, laugh, and do as children do, without fear of the future.

The coming of age ceremony is completed on the individual’s presentation of their completely-crafted helmet. Each individual’s is unique because they alone can choose the design, how to craft it, and out of what material(s). Metals are more common due to durability, though it isn’t uncommon for less stronger materials to be used, especially if they are being used for day-to-day life as opposed for more strenuous things like war. Paints and dyes can be used, and things such as feathers, shells, and other objects can be attached or etched into an individual’s helmet - again, it is solely up to the individual to craft a helmet and create a reputation/persona that they feel best represents them.

Some individuals may choose to have more than one helmet, crafted for different purposes. While every denizen of Myst has their helmet that they wear in everyday life, some also have them for other purposes - for example combat, social/formal functions, theatre, and so on. It is common for high-ranking nobles of Myst to have multiple helmets. While some think it is a sign of being able to wear many faces, others disagree, feeling that you should present only two: Your main helmet to the world, and your unshielded face to those you trust. Nevertheless the number of helmets is not really something fought over in Myst.

The helmets are always worn when outside and in public eye. If a helmet is removed, the individual sees themselves as in a place of total safety, and the people they are around are considered closer than family. Such people can include blood relations, comrades, friends - the list goes on. (It should also be noted that helmets are removed for a newly-married couple when they are alone on their first week together, the idea being they are coming together as a couple without any barriers or hidden secrets.)

There is, however, one thing that each unique helmet of Myst shares: They shadow the face in such a way that only eyes can be seen, glowing in the gloom. It is this that gives Myst and its people such an aura of...well, mystery, and is a reputation that they aim to keep.