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Suddenly I am craving to see a story based on Emily Wilde’s Encyclopedia of Fairies. Like think - Azula is making a Compendium of dragons and legendary beings and goes on an adventure to explore the world.

Like imagine the possibilities and it could be set during the Avatar verse.

lt can be a cozy fantasy and maybe Zuko or Mai and Ty Lee can go with her.

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Jason Todd is a Maximoff

I will never post this on AO3, it is just a nice writing exercise for me to practice. The premise of the story is that one of Wanda's sons was reborn as Jason Todd who starts to receive memories of his past life in the WandaVision world. Wanda finds him by looking through the Darkhold and tries to bring him home. -------

In one of his safehouses, Jason finally rested after a long night of patrol. Last night had been a difficult one with the soreness and bruises dotted across his body serving as reminder of the fight that had took place against Bruc- the Batman.

It wasn’t fair, Black Masks henchman was on the verge in revealing the location of the crime boss’ newest drug batch location – he nearly had him, when Batman and Robin swopped down and did what they usually did: control and force the Red Hood to back down. Not before Batman reminded him of the strict code that must be adhered to if he wanted to be part of the family – no killing, not in Gotham, not ever again.

Admittedly, that part had stung more than the bruises or the sore muscles; Jason had followed Bruce’s rules down to the smallest lines and every time he was reminded that he was an outsider, expelled never to be included again. It only worsened the pain to be excluded from the family, condemned to a life in the shadows, always watching family functions through the damned windows as if his death had left a partition in the family that had never quite healed which had only widened after his post-resurrection. Like they did not know what to do with him – like he was some ugly reminder that they wanted to forget.

Jason had then spent the night stalking the shadows, hunting down drug lords who have relentlessly who held random Crime Alley ransom for decades he needed to take his rage somewhere and taking down scum who hurt communities only felt right and had made sense.  It wasn’t just violence; it was something raw and almost therapeutic. For a moment, he felt free. He was forced to leave after Batman had come to force him out, but he didn’t care, he felt better.

Normally, he would struggle to fall asleep, unusually the night was a mess of nightmares, memories and the Joker’s laughter that plagued his mind, but this night was different.

Asleep, he heard a soft, distant voice whispering to him in the depths of his mind. “Family is forever, we can truly never leave each other if we tried.”  

Jason grimaced; the words were gripping leaving the impression that he was finally at peace. It was a woman’s voice, calm and loving. He blinked and for a moment he thought he saw a woman’s face above – warm, kind and familiar, somewhat reminiscent of Catherine, his adoptive mother, the only one that had truly loved him. Her presence made him safe, something that he has not been able to feel for a very long time.

Jason blinked, his heart racing as the vision wavered, her face dissolving back into the darkness of his mind. The feeling of peace lingered, though, like a ghost of a memory that had been buried for far too long. Even in the throes of his restless life, for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Jason felt... safe.

“You know that, right.”

The voice started to fade out, Jason tried to reach for whoever was there, but before he could react, she was gone.  

His room was empty once more, the silence almost mocking him. Jason's pulse quickened as he tried to hold on to the brief comfort that had been ripped away. He didn't recognize the voice, yet something deep within him stirred, as if the woman had meant something to him.

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Hi,

I am Youssef from Gaza🍉🇵🇸.

I am 19 years old.

I support a family of 5 people because my father is sick and cannot work.

I work all day for $2 to provide a living for my family and medicine for my father.

Our house in Khan Yunis was completely destroyed.

I hope you can help me by donating via the link or posting 🍉🍉

My link has been verified:

@90-ghost

@el-shab-hussein

no. 255 on el-shab-hussein/nabulsi's sheet

Please donate🍉

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-youssef-provide-medicine-and-shelter

boosting!

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Hello friends!

I am Lina from Gaza🇵🇸

I have two children, one of them was born in the genocide. Please, I need a donation of 20 or 25 euros. I know that my request for help is unusual for me, but I really need you. The donation link is in my bio. Every small donation makes a difference. Help my children and my family. We lost everything and we need this money urgently

https://gofund.me/4f077ab2

boosting!

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The above screenshots are all notes from posts I made for Siraj or posts I made while thinking about Siraj's fundraiser.

None of it helped Siraj avoid a stagnant campaign. He gets short bursts of activity ( he is grateful for every dollar, trust me he expresses joy at every $5 dollar donation ) but, after that the campaign stagnates for days. So all that is happening is that I am getting activity. My notes have filled up, my phone does not stop pinging- but for Siraj it is the same as always with donations trickling in slowly.

Siraj does not have time. He cannot afford time. He is not evacuating, not because he is safe or has time, but because he refuses to be a refugee. Refuses for the occupation to throw him out of his city. Anything can happen to Siraj ( May God keep him safe, I hate to even think about this) , but anything can happen...who would rebuild his house then? Who would fulfill his promise to his children?

The time is now! Every second passes in Gaza in a terrible sort of limbo!!

Siraj doesn't know what will happen in the next day, when he has to travel 3 km to reach the Internet point. The occupation forces have attacked many on the way there. But Siraj still has to brave that road, hoping that somehow, someday he will have enough friends who are willing to donate. A journalist by profession, he offers you the truth in exchange of your support. So please help him. Please listen.

( vetting on Hussein and Nabulsi's list at no 219)

Edit: this is once again getting notes. But there has been no proportional donation coming in for Siraj.

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Admittedly, I have never read it but would to give it a try! Sounds so interesting, any classical book give them all to me.

Jane eyre but is Aemond x Rhaena

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give me every classic rendition of rheamond

like wuthering heights, my beloved

pride and prejudice, you will have a place in my heart.

Jane eyre but is Aemond x Rhaena

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fang runin: maybe in another universe i’m not manipulated into a war by a father figure i trusted and driven by a need for revenge and a want to prove myself.

the other universe:

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once, i had an empire in a golden cage

i have this habit of creating a story in my head but never writing. wanted to see the reaction to this story idea before drafting more.

Sometimes the person you are looking for is closer than you think

Azula goes on a redemption arc, finds her mother and hatches dragons, becoming the mother of dragons whilst also stopping a civil war. Not necessarily in that order. 

symbolism

white butterflies sightings represent purity, innocence, and spirituality. Seeing a white butterfly can signify a major shift or soul journey.

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Azula wakes up to see the Kemurikage's are gone and the surroundings are empty; she is guided by a butterfly and finds the temple with a lonely Monk inside. She is taken in and the dream sequence starts to occur but before it can get really traumatic, she is saved by Noren who tells her to get up and leave this place. 

Delirious, Azula can barely move her limbs, she realises that the temple has done something to her. She is physically half dragged, half carried by a girl a few years older than her. They encounter the spiritual monster who attacks to stop them from leaving. 

Even in her state, Azula is still a threat and capable of lightning bending. With the help of the mysterious girl, they are able to walk only to find the temple gone. They meet a refugee camp, this is where Azula starts to change her periphery about war seeing the harm caused to citizens across the fire and earth nation diaspora. 

Goes to the library where she finds dragon eggs and takes it 

She meets Zukos’ rival who wants to continue the war, he recognises Azula - she says no and leaves, fights an agni kun and wins, she lets the Avatar know she is here by shooting to the sky a bolt of lightning followed by blue fire, they arrive but she is gone. She watches as he is arrested by the Gaang.

Azula also hatches a dragon egg and I want the scene below.

And in the first time in a hundred years, dragons were born 

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I am having too much fun imagining Mr. Darcy trying to talk some sense into Lydia after finding her and Wickham in London.

Lydia: Go back?!? Lord no! It’s horrid dull there compared to town, and what of dear Wickham? We shall be married any day now, I’m fully assured of it. And what right have you, you proud, insufferable, horrid man to tell me what to do? Especially after treating poor Wickham so abominably bad! I’ve half a mind-

Mr. Darcy, to self while staring hard at the wall: You love Miss Elizabeth. You love Miss Elizabeth. You love Miss Elizabeth…

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“i can fix him” girl you are WORSE than him

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Someone write a Sokkla version on You’re Losing Me.

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castle crumbling is an azula song and i will take not accept any criticism. taylor wrote it for azula. i know that because she told me.

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once, i had an empire in a golden cage

i have this habit of creating a story in my head but never writing. wanted to see the reaction to this story idea before drafting more.

Sometimes the person you are looking for is closer than you think

Azula goes on a redemption arc, finds her mother and hatches dragons, becoming the mother of dragons whilst also stopping a civil war. Not necessarily in that order. 

symbolism

white butterflies sightings represent purity, innocence, and spirituality. Seeing a white butterfly can signify a major shift or soul journey.

****

Azula wakes up to see the Kemurikage's are gone and the surroundings are empty; she is guided by a butterfly and finds the temple with a lonely Monk inside. She is taken in and the dream sequence starts to occur but before it can get really traumatic, she is saved by Noren who tells her to get up and leave this place. 

Delirious, Azula can barely move her limbs, she realises that the temple has done something to her. She is physically half dragged, half carried by a girl a few years older than her. They encounter the spiritual monster who attacks to stop them from leaving. 

Even in her state, Azula is still a threat and capable of lightning bending. With the help of the mysterious girl, they are able to walk only to find the temple gone. They meet a refugee camp, this is where Azula starts to change her periphery about war seeing the harm caused to citizens across the fire and earth nation diaspora. 

Goes to the library where she finds dragon eggs and takes it 

She meets Zukos’ rival who wants to continue the war, he recognises Azula - she says no and leaves, fights an agni kun and wins, she lets the Avatar know she is here by shooting to the sky a bolt of lightning followed by blue fire, they arrive but she is gone. She watches as he is arrested by the Gaang.

Azula also hatches a dragon egg and I want the scene below.

And in the first time in a hundred years, dragons were born 

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‘i won, where you couldn’t even catch a child. how embarrassing of you.” she drawled, slightly smirking. azula heard the slap before feeling it;

azula thought that she understood her mother a little bit more, her fiance took her face into his hands examining the damage.

the guards in the room made no attempt to stop him.

stroking the cheek with his thumb, ‘captain lee, fetch the medic, the avatar attacked the princess.’

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the guards in the room of that night no longer looked at her face, cowards, she thought, they were ashamed for either not stopping her fiance or not stopping her from fighting the avatar but either way she wore the bruise as badge of honor.

her fiance raged but he could not strike her again, his fear of the fire lord streghten even more after the strike has kept him away, for she was ozai’s property daughter and he never forgave those who touched things that belonged to him. though that never stopped him hurting his wife or children, she thought bitterly.

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I was recently inspired to draw a little comic based on a magnificent scene from The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon 🍊 I love this book so much!!

(hang in there Ead)