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The Exile's Blaze pt 2.

::Summary:: Ysolie decides to end their exile, after hearing the news that their Grandmother is dying, and that they've been arranged to marry a rival Blademaster.

::Content Warning:: Family drama, blood, violence, child abuse

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“Oh, fuck off,” Ysolie scoffed, unable to muster any other response, as their eyes filled with emotion, before they cast their gaze away.

The two stared into the fire in silence then.

For months Ysolie had been unpacking what happened during the Ritual of Justice— having to pay the blood price and their subsequent and self inflicted exile.

At the words of their father, only the image of Lafayiera’s eyes, pouring tears, mixing with Ysolie’s still steaming blood in the snow, came to them now. Fury danced with adoration in their mother's eyes— Ysolie felt sick from the aimless remorse and disgust that awakened in their stomach at the thought.

Derrisenois scooted closer as he told Ysolie, “Course that ain’t th’only reason f’comin’ back t’ya. Lafayiera’s told me not t’tell ya but I figure it’s too important t’wait til y’back in house— youse betrothed.”

Ysolie, for the second time, stared at their father wide eyed. Their mouth hung open in the icy air as they tried to grasp words with it.

“A good point were made— Melianne brought th’case afore th’Elders n’ it were brought afore th’Clan in whole. Consensus came to— th’ last two Blademasters in th’Clan must be married,” Derrisenois continued, “Sure it were taken into account how’s y’exile n’ what result of whatever ya trial might be— but Etienne had faith you’d meet trial standard. Aye, th’ case were solid n’ Melianne seemed t’have gathered lore n’storied bonds t’further sway th’ elders, especially t’make sure—ah uh— little bean y’okay?”

At this point, Ysolie was making choked rasping noises as their outrage struggled to form words.

Concern written upon Derrisenois’ face became lit with the slightest hint of amusement as he looked on in silence.

He sucked his teeth then shook his head, “Aye. Time f’growin’ up. I found no need t’refuse th’ petition. Even th’Elders say it weren’t s’common a practice outside o’war— Bondin’ off by arrangement, that is— but we’ve not much of us left— especially not Blademasters— s’ it only make sense, eh? Well. I weren’t one t’agree initially but Melianne sold a second point— ya needed more t’duty bind ya t’Clan. She’s had handful with trainin’ th’next generation see—”

“—her—” growled Ysolie.

Derrisenois tilted his head, “Huh?”

“M’gona’fuckin’KILL’ER,” Ysolie spat, getting to their feet with a stomp.

Derrisenois, ever quick with a jest, spoke before he could stop himself, "'S one way t'get outta marriage— Good t’see y’keen on comin’ back in sudden.”

And at a look that clearly communicated he had jumped to the top of Ysolie’s current queue for murder, Derrisenois looked away, then told them, “Sent th’letter s’time ago— should’ve read. Had time t’counter case— might’ve cut it off, were ya able t’petition clever enough.”

Both of them knew such a remark did nothing but add to the anger.

Derrisenois figured it needed to be said and was prepared for death.

Ysolie, on the other hand, felt nearly numb with the desire to throw him off of the very conveniently located ravine edge, which was but thirty paces away from where the two sat.

“Truth be, I’ve known where y’been f’some time— how’s else I get letters t’ya? Post is good, aye, but had t’know. In person. Found hard t’sleep not knowin’ f’months. Tracked ya down easy cause that Uncle o’yers— well. He let slip on accident,” Derrisenois shrugged, “Could’ve been sooner but I waited— Etienne’s forced m’action tho. I mean this t’say. Well. Ysolie. ‘S nice ya got a lover out here n’whatnot but they ain’t viable enough t’be a real prospect f’Bond.”

He looked up at them then with uncharacteristic sternness, “Ain’t no outsider come into Clan that way and I know’s ya ain’t leavin’ Clan f’good t’join them, eh?”

Defiantly, Ysolie shot back, “Oh? I ain’t?”

“Nah. Would’ve chucked ya trial off cliff were that true,” Derrisenois responded with a chin tilt toward the ravine he felt oddly pulled toward, “So thank me f’makin’ it not a surprise, at th’least.”

“Fucks sake,” Ysolie huffed as they sat down once more, deflated, and somewhat exhausted all of a sudden. This was their own fault, in some regard.

He was right.

Had Ysolie taken the time to read the letters this would not have been a blindside. At first all of the letters piled up on Ysolie’s desk before, one day, they tossed one nonchalantly into the hearth. It became a habit after that. Every so often a letter was glanced at but mostly thrown into the fire. They never once penned a response. Attempts had been made but after the Ritual of Justice, Ysolie had half a mind to never speak to Derrisenois or Lafayiera again.

Months of letters, which had arrived every two weeks, had become smoke, and Ysolie felt a knot in their throat that implied they may as well have swallowed that ash and ink.

Derrisenois gently placed a hand on Ysolie’s shoulder.

He was right.

He was fucking right.

And so was Melianne.

Fucking, Melianne.

“I hate her,” Ysolie mumbled.

“As Etienne hates Rejeanne— which, by th’ by, was a point Lafayiera brought up in opposition on ya behalf— sort of,” Derrisenois responded.

Ysolie tensed, “Why would she do that?” Of all the people to defend Ysolie, Lafayiera was not expected to be at the top of the list.

“Mutual hate f’both o’yas, methinks. She bought it forth that Rejeanne is, by third bond t’Etienne, y’gran— o’course, the whole Clan made debate ‘bout it f’near a tenday. Th’lack o’common blood between y’both and, again, th’fact ya both’s th’only two Blademasters left…”

“—I get it I get it,” Ysolie groaned, burying their face in their palms.

Derrisenois, for his own amusement, continued, “Etienne n’ Rejeanne never had any blood-children, see? Plus, th’family web’s complex as it were already, due to Taumame and Alpert’s lines bein’ involved— and technically mine by Ogrette’s complex— her Bonds needed a good sortin’ through as well…” Derrisenois trailed off briefly before shrugging, “It’s why Clan keeps s’many records t’be sure. Why s’many were memorized n’copied from th’wall carvings before th’Leavin’. S’no— ya ain’t related if that’s what y’were worried—”

“—would ya give it a rest, da? Shit,” Ysolie grumbled beneath the soothing pats of his hand.

“Sure… sure,” he almost chuckled, “Well… Get packin’, little bean. You’ve a spouse t’make.”

“Fucks sake,” Ysolie sighed in defeat.

“If it helps, Rejeanne n’Etinne, despite all th’conflict between ‘em, did find a sort of romance in there— even though th’Bond weren’t initially romantic at all, eh? Show’s it’ll all work out.”

Ysolie sighed, getting to their feet, “Nah. It don’t, in truth. I know Etienne. She’d kiss’er worst enemy just t’say she won in th’end— bed’em just t’say she were on top.”

Derrisenois’ brows pinched as he arched a brow at Ysolie, disagreeing with heaping amounts of uncertainty, “No… she wouldn’t?”

“She told me t’do much th’same when I got older,” Ysolie replied walking toward the back door of the Inn, “Uncle were right when he said it at trial— both o’ya never should’ve let me spend s’much time ‘round ‘er comin’ up. Methinks this Bond a sort o’long term end t’her rivalry with Rejeanne. Bet she weren’t opposed in slight— likely thought she should’ve brought it up first.”

Derrisenois’ expression was a mixture of disgust and fascination, “She… were quite enthusiastic, true.” He winced with discomfort, then tried to leave the subject, “Where ya goin’?”

“I’ll be out inna bit,” Ysolie told him resolutely, “We’re goin’ up top together when'm done. May’s well get th’shit over with.”

[Next -> ?????]

[sourscrap]

i can't believe she's real i've never won so hard in my life. my crops are thriving.

[emloafs]

me leaving my bubble and seeing everyone hate on demetri for taking the last sekai taikai spot

[ratguy-nico]

Adivinen quien al fin dibujo algo? Wich means I'm back baby!

Its not perfect (like everything I made), but I just love drawing comic-like-stuff, I get to relax more. I dont try to do the lines perfectly or the super accurate anatomy (mostly cause I dont know shit about anatomy at all) and also get to be more simple in the colors, wich helps cause I struggle making colors a lot.

I missed drawing my babies...but why did I drawing them like that? XD I swear...I think I should have seen some reference cause I totally change the way I draw the Burger Babys which is crazy for me XD

Now...is this an AU, is this them as teenagers, why is Louise working on Aplebees? Well I didnt put an exact age for the guys here, they could be 16 or 19 I dunno.

This is solely based on this post from @zer0ogravity I lmao with this and totally need it to draw it.

btw I from Latam, I didn't knew what Applebees was until making this comic so if Applebees dont look like this sorry.

[microwavensf]

finally i finished it!!

character belongs to @gatobob ♡

[triptychofvoids]

open heart surgery >>> sexual intercourse you're so right 💪💪

-☎ anon, convinced its irl friend to buy splatoon 3.

you know what they say, the fastest way to a mans heart is through the sternum!!

[untimelyambition]

very fond of these little interactions between the cast at the very end of the show as the finale starts

[figureskatingpenguin]

presenting the 2024 junior grand prix finalists:

🇯🇵 Mao Shimada (JPN)

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🇰🇷 Yuseong Kim (KOR)

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alternates: Jia Shin (KOR), Mei Okada (JPN), Nayeon Ko (KOR)

[x--daughters-of-darkness--x]

ARCH ENEMY The Eagle Flies Alone | 100 millions views

[binch-i-might-be]

alright let's focus on the positives: my Mustang versus Lust funko pop that I ordered from england a couple weeks ago arrived today 👍

[things-methinks]

Boys, you got the order right but not the positions, what the hell

[hopefulblazeexpert]

Robin Hood and Cù Chulainn on a date! This is a fill for this prompt from @nasuversekinkmeme

They’re going to drink beer, smoke, catch maybe 3 fish and have an excellent time together

[viscerism]

king of one thousand restarts

[invinciblerodent]

My partner, emphatically, when he discovers that his rogue can combo with both Bellara and Davrin at the same time: "Oh, we can do triple stuff! 😃 ... Oh that's not what I wanted to say at all. ☹️"

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

Padawan? Someone please tell the Empire he was knighted in the field, thank you very much.

Aurebesh translation below the cut.

[Sign 1]

WANTED / Be vigilant! / The following fugitives must be found! / Public Safety Alert

[Sign 2]

WANTED / Cal Kestis / Jedi Padawan / Terrorist / Active Rebel

Testing my recognition and memorization of Aurebesh letters (because I love love love that it's a readable alphabet) when opportunities are available to me in Jedi: Survivor, and this sign in particular made me laugh: why are you calling Cal a padawan when he's roughly 23?

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if you refer to the jedi as space cops or anything like it i'm immediately not listening to another word