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done as much for her as i can be arsed i'll get some more starters n stuff out tomorrow !!

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" it is. " a grunt, dismissive and unperturbed by the macabre scene that was his bloodied frame. gruesome would be the first thought of many — followed by feelings of disgust, horror, disturb. any plethora of similar emotions. though rictus felt nothing. perhaps pity for the monumental failure of the stranger as they'd dragged themselves away, barely breathing, or a simmering delight with the opportunity to enact violence; something that, while not bred into him, had become a welcome comfort over the years. something that came to him as easy as breathing. no remorse weighed down burly shoulders, nor did regret hang heavy in his heart.

the act was more vicious than he would typically lean towards, quick and clean often being preferred: however a scene must be made. a display for all to see. divulging scornful gazes with the ruthless might of general medarda and her warband. if left unchecked, zaunites would grow comfortable in their belief of their capability for an uprising. a futile endeavour, and one that should be quashed before it has the opportunity to blossom.

always a man of few words, rictus' brow raises inquisitively at the man stood before him. posture languid in his confidence, he does not speak again, but the quirk of his brow is a silent question in itself: ' what do you want? '

" that's a lot of blood. " @toaugment

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rictus looks like he wld be a phenomenal girl dad but i honestly can't bring myself to give him a kid because it would only interfere with his loyalty to ambessa. and he wouldn't do anything to jeopardise that, or his position as her right hand.

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thinking abt isha diving on rictus to batter him. the way he lets it happen for a few seconds, not because of isha's strength, but because he's actually silently impressed that this kid tried it.

this tiny little thing DOVE on him from a pretty impressive height and didn't falter. didn't lose her grip and slip off. she immediately went in with the punch and then HEADBUTT HIM. rictus, who's probably got a face like fucking steel. even so, once again isha, doesn't falter - because that no doubt would have hurt her. she continues to put all her efforts into her attempts to subdue him, or do any sort of damage that could result in something happening.

the almost bored look on his face as he lets her get a few hits in. he absolutely could have swung her off and onto the floor straight away, but the gall on this girl is incredible that he almost wants to see how far she'll go. he, despite having no care for zaunites, mutely respects the effort and the display of might: one of noxus' core principals. while strength behind the hits was severely lacking due to her small stature and his far larger + more battle hardened one, it was no doubt all her strength put into it. she was also probably well aware there was little she could do against him, but she still tried it regardless.

he can indeed give credit where credit is due, even if he wasn't the one for her to try it with.

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

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WRAITH. * the interdimensional skirmisher.

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🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

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SOLDIERING YOUR WILL, AGAINST ALL THINGS.

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#RCKNRS. a private, highly selective, headcanon based interpretation of RICTUS from fortiche's arcane. sporadic activity levels. dealing in themes of genocide, war, violence, loyalty until death, expansionist empires, being the righthand, sacrifice, comfort in brutality.

affiliated with: @ambssa.

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au where rictus doesn't die and his loyalty to ambessa becomes loyalty to mel at the end of s2.....

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SO basically in short from what i can remember reading up stuff for ambessa there are people known as reckoners who pretty much fight in arena's around noxus for entertainment. rictus was effectively a gladiator, and while he was there by choice it was more so playing on his brutality and imposing form as a way to make money. ambessa, who to my knowledge enjoyed watching these things (at least, as a kid she did) saw rictus fight and decided she wanted him in her warband. and then boom undying devotion!! unwavering loyalty!!!

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omg dad?

a long, drawn out exhale, just barely able to refrain from dragging a hand down his face at maddie's antics. " what general medarda sees in you remains a mystery. "