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Hey chat...

I literally have so many scenarios in my head it's killing me

Could you do a scenario where the reader shields Isha from the blast (or whatever) which results in her on the verge of death. How will jinx deal with it? And how will she save her

(I'm trying to cope with the loss of my baby Isha 😞💔)

Sure! Here ya go but probably sucks, haven’t wrote one of these in a while! Enjoy!

Heading photos made by @diana-foggy-master !

Sacrificial

You could only process what the girl was thinking when her small feet started running past you helping Jinx off the ground.

The familiar act was so hard to miss. It was like watching Powder all over again all those years ago the night everything went wrong.

You couldn’t handle it again.

“Jinx? Jinx- I’m so sorry.” You apologized to your lover on the ground. Jinx looked at you, confused with her face having splatters of blood drops. But she was so confused. What were you sorry for?

It only clicked when she saw you running after Isha into what she knew she would never get you back from.

“No- no!” Jinx cried out, getting up with the look of horror on her face when you ran. She tried reaching for you like you did her all those years ago, only to fall short. She lost you.

She lost you before you even got to the girl.

Isha was right within your grip, tears falling from your face as you knew you wouldn’t be coming back home to your lovers and your bed.

“Isha!” You yelled, reaching for her as she kept running, shoving gemstone after gemstone into Jinx’s gun.

“(Name)! Isha! No!” Jinx cried, trying her best to get to the both of you as Isha slid to the ground, moving just like Jinx taught her to as she finally got to Vander.

Jinx was caught by Vi, crying and blubbering as her heart and chest constricted at the thought of you leaving her with her mind.

What was she gonna do? She couldn’t fix this once it was done.

Isha had barely mimicked Jinx back at her, the little finger gun motion breaking your head. Isha wasn’t dying. This wasn’t how she was gonna say goodbye.

Isha lifted the gun to Vander, and by the look on his face as he saw you nearing you could tell he had no control over this. Just like back then.

Isha had barely closed her eyes, and you saw the smile on her face. She looked almost content to die. Like it was a release. You felt bad for taking it from her.

She barely pulled the trigger when you grabbed her, pulling her to your chest and curling around her.

Isha’s eyes shot open, panicked for a split second as she tried to push you away and out of there. But you were older. Stronger. The way you wished when you were younger to be like Vi.

You barely managed a smile to Isha as you held her, and even years later she could still hear your voice and see your smile as you whispered in her ear.

“You’ll be okay. Take care of her for me, will ya?”

The gun went off.

And you were gone.

The reaction was immediate. Isha didn’t feel you anymore. She was cold, your arms around her gone as she finally opened her eyes after praying to whatever god there was that you were okay.

Nothing.

Not anything of you was left behind.

All she heard was Jinx’s wailing, and her little heart dropped to her stomach at the realization.

You were gone.

Because of her. Isha took you from Jinx.

“Isha! Why- why would you do that?!” Jinx cried, even though she knew you’d hate to hear the words coming from her mouth but she couldn’t stop herself.

She pushed Vi off of her, running to Isha out of relief and anger as she searched for you to come up with nothing.

She grabbed the girl by her shoulders, crying and blubbering as she sobbed.

“Why would you- (Name)?! (Name)!” Jinx cried, yelling it out as she searched for you.

Isha had no idea what to do with Jinx’s anger but cry with her as she felt your absence.

Jinx wasn’t able to process this, and Vi could only watch as the one thing her sister held dear to her heart from when they were kids, you, was gone. Just like that.

Jinx’s sobs turned to wails as she felt her heart being ripped from her chest. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.

You were supposed to be okay. Vander was supposed to come back. They were supposed to stay and be happy. Vi could even be there.

Jinx had her family back, and now it was all gone.

Her wails kept going, she gripped onto Isha cause she would be damned if she let her out of her sight for her to be taken to.

Her head fell to Isha’s shoulder, the girl's cries mixing with her own as Isha’s little fingers gripped onto her.

Jinx and Isha crumbled together on the floor, crying and sniffling and sobbing. What happens now? What comes next?

How can anything come next…when you’re gone?

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rhaenyra and alicent omg so cute 😭

Last minute self indulgent pride illustration featuring my comfort characters and personal headcanons ✨✨✨

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Salo out here playing checkers while Ambessa came straight from Game of Thrones LOL

she does look good in Lannister colors…

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🎶Our love, is a bubbling fountain... Our love, for eternity

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Day 31: The Last Drop

past and present

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the true cycle of life

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Always there (Reader!Bridgerton & Bridgerton brothers)

Requested by anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @alex–awesome–22, @ellie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve , @queen-of-books , @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown , @wildieflower , @meyocoko , @justanothercoco, @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr , @swampything07, @melsunshine , @panhoeofmanyfandoms , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @imagines-by-her, @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 , @erikasurfer @slythetic , @p0nycurtis

“Care for a walk?”

You turned your head in the direction of your brother’s voice. Anthony offering you his arm with a smile. You let your gaze go briefly away from him. Hesitant. Anthony noticed how hesitant you were, but he also saw how you weren’t feeling in your element. Out of touch as you hadn’t done nothing but stare at the ground or in the distance at this ball.

“We don’t even need to talk.” – he reassured you, offering you his arm. With a soft exhale, you accepted it. Anthony called for Benedict’s attention. Pointing at Francesca and Eloise that he needed to keep an eye on them. Benedict nodded coming to stand in between his sisters until mother returned with refreshments. Anthony guided you away from the family.

Passing through the bystanders conversating or watching the dancers in the middle of the ballroom. Anthony patted his hand on yours with a loud humming to sooth you. You narrowed your eyes on him, knowing exactly what he was doing. Anthony pretended not to see it. You looked around, keeping everything in observation.

Anthony was familiar with you not saying much. When you were in your comfort home, you’d always talk more. Out in the open, you were always more reserved. He knew it had something to do with your stutter. Something you had since you started talking. Your family weren’t that focused on it, but he could imagine it made you feel insecure from time to time.

He pulled you closer to him when a man stumbled back, laughing loud. Wanting to avoid that he bumped into you. – “Have you seen the gardens yet Y/n?” – he asked. You shook your head. A smile curled up on his lips. – “They have this grand fountain and even cut-out bushes; in the form of bunnies. Bunnies! Can you imagine.” – Anthony responded half chuckling.

It made you chuckle as well, finding your brother funny. There was something about him that even with little effort, he could make you smile. Anthony moved your arm firmer around his, leading you outside. It was cooler outside as he noticed you shivering. He quickly undid his vest, laying it over your shoulders for warmth.

You gave him a mischievous glance. – “Ah yes, we came here with a task. The bunnies.” – he let out. You nodded as he wrapped an arm around you. Going down the steps with you into the garden. Some others were strolling in the garden. Chaperoned by a father, mother or brother. – “Now where are they?” – Anthony mumbled, looking carefully around so that he wouldn’t miss them.

“There!” – you called out, pointing firmly in a direction. Anthony had to narrow his eyes, to look beyond the hedges to spot half a bunny bush. Both of you smiled at each other before running over to it. Both of you stopped, tilting your head at the same time. Trying to distinguish it as a bunny bush.

“Well it has ears…” – Anthony pointed out trying to see a bunny in the bushes. – “And a tail.” – you said standing beside the little plump ball cut out from the bush. You shook your hips acting like a bunny as it made Anthony laugh loud. – “It could also be a cat… with long ears.” – Anthony laughed out. You ran back to him, wrapping your arms around him in happiness. – “Or a ho-o-o-orse.” – a stutter slipped out as Anthony gave it no attention. – “A horse with short legs.” – he joked wrapping an arm around you. You snuggled close to him as Anthony rubbed your arm for warmth. – “Shall we head back inside where it is warmer?” – he asked.

You nodded following him back inside. Back in the ballroom it was warmer, making you give his vest back. Anthony accepted it, pushing you towards the Colin who seemed to look for someone in the crowd. When he noticed you, he started smiling. – “Are you having a good time sister?” – he asked curious. You hummed loud coming to stand with him as Anthony touched your shoulder before getting some refreshments.

“I haven’t seen you dancing yet sister, have you danced yet?” – he questioned. You shook your head, showing him your empty dance card. – “Now that is absurd that no gentleman wants to dance with my lovely sister.” – Colin acted out as it made you laugh. – “I shall make it my purpose to find you suitable dancers.” – he told you making you shake your head and wave your hands across. – “No… please.” – you laughed out. – “We’ll see about that.” – Colin responded with a nudge.

Anthony had returned with refreshments as you followed him back closer to your family. Eloise off to escape another dreadful ball. Mama’s eyes were on Francesca and the suitor she was dancing with. Your older brothers chatting and laughing together. You kept looking around, eyes suddenly widening as you noticed a young gentleman make his way over… to you. It made you suck in a breath, feeling nervous that he was approaching you.

Your brothers stopped talking to observe the boy that was near you. – “Miss Y/n.” – he started bowing. You curtsied in return. – “I was wondering if I may place my name on your dance card.” – the boy asked. You started to fumble with your fingers, the dance card twirling around your wrist. Nervous about what you might say. – “I… I hope there is some room left for me…” – he continued after some silence.

You glanced brief over your shoulder at your brothers. All three of them nodded and encouraged you to engage. Taking a deep breath, you tried to relax. – “I-I-I-I have r-r-r-roo-m-m.” – you got stuck on your words, stuttering them out. The boy kept his smile up. Clearing your throat, you tried to recollect yourself. – “It’s em-m-m-m-mpty.” – you sputtered out, needing to do a lot of effort to get over the word bridge. The boy tilted his head to watch your dance card twirl around. – “Oh.” – he answered gently.

“If you like, I’d like to write my name on it.” – he offered gesturing at your dance card. – “You m…m…m…may.” – hesitation to speak out a word as it started frustrate you that you couldn’t utter a normal sentence without stuttering or hesitating. Needing to do your very best to form the word in your mind and with your mouth. The boy took your dance card as he started to write his name on it. – “How is it that such a lady as yourself has an empty dance card?” – he looked up to you with a teasing smile. –

“Y….y….you te…l…l m-m-m-e.” – you managed to get out with a lot of effort. The boy chuckled. – “All done.” – he said showing you the dance card. You looked at it, seeing that he had wrote his name in big letters. Going all the way across the dance card so there was no more room for any other names. Haven written it diagonally down.

You wanted to respond. Trying to form the words as it wouldn’t work. Too nervous that this boy only wished to dance with you and left no room for any others. Claiming you as his alone. Groaning loud, you frustrated yourself that nothing came out. Or rather nothing properly. You felt like a bumbling buffoon. Not even able to speak properly. With each effort, you stomped with your foot on the ground.

Getting annoyed and forcing yourself to speak properly which only made your stutter worse. The boy remained polite not commenting on it. Your brothers decided to cut in seeing you were overworking yourself. Colin grabbed you by your shoulders, pulling you back to him. – “Thank you for your interest, my sister will come find you later.” – Anthony responded politely to the young man. Benedict and Colin turning you around to leave.

Anthony coming right behind them. They led you into the hallway. – “Sister calm down.” – Colin spoke seeing how worked up you still were. – “I-I-I-I-I….” – you stuttered out with a loud groan. – “Easy Y/n.” – Benedict shushed you, stroking your back to calm you. He saw you were getting too hastened. Anthony made you look at him. – “Try picturing the words with your mind Y/n.” – he said gently. You nodded, looking briefly up.

“I m-m-made a f…fool of myself.” – you let out with some effort. – “No…” – Anthony replied softly, pulling you close to his chest. – “You did no such thing sister.” – he soothed you. Stroking your back and swaying you in his embrace from side to side. – “Not one bit.” – Benedict pitched in coming to hug you as well.

“We’ll stay here for a moment till you are comfortable enough.” – Colin spoke taking your hand. – “If you wish we shall head home.” – Benedict let you know that you didn’t have to stay if you didn’t feel like it anymore. – “No…” – you answered steadily. – “I’ll stay.” – your three brothers smiling proudly back at you.

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UPDATES

Hey everyone! Here are some updates.

I am having a sample flag and pin made for the coat of arms project to see if it is actually possible to make something cool! I have something like this in mind for the pins:

Gold or silver plated, with the flag colors on the shield! The manufacturer says they can do it, but I prefer they show me first before continuing with the project (the techniques used are more complex)

It's been brought to my attention that the intersex flag is actually NOT copyrighted! In the past, our intersex hoodie got taken down right away due to copyright infringement but that might have been a system error. Anyway, we will be adding an intersex dragon and sword pin this month! <3

We will also work on another pin collection in the meantime! Already have something in mind, but ideas are welcome! ~ Roderick

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what they don’t tell you about writing is AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHH!!!

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I need a spinoff of Agatha being the world’s most annoying spirit guide

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“Death comes for us all.”

Agatha: she only comes for me actually

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things to ask yourself when designing a female character:

how much blood is she covered in

are her eyes filled with madness

can she rip things to shreds with her fingernails

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couldn't help but slow down the kiss and improve the lighting so i can watch it on repeat and go insane.

i also cut out the live billy reaction