#Firelily draws

[blu3berrydraws]

--- Had to take a break from drawing zukka to draw zukka

[/Image ID: A drawing of Zuko and Sokka from avatar the last airbender from the hips up. They are adults. Zuko is dressed in his firelord robes. His robes have a firelily pattern. Sokka's it wearing a braid with his wolftail, and his hair is long. His robes have a swirl/water pattern. He is wearing his traditional necklace and earrings. They look like they are talking while slow-dancing. Sokka looks at Zuko adoringly. /END ID]

[cheerycherrycandy-resurrected]

Some MountainDew thoughts.

Mountain likes collecting things in the forest. Fallen acorns, interesting leaves, pine cones, you name it. He feels a strong connection to his element when he's surrounded by nature, under a canopy of greenery, which helps him to recharge especially after a stressful tour.

Dew often joins him on his walks, the pair enjoying each other's company and the gentle sounds of the outdoors. But he doesn't quite get the same benefits as Mountain does, or that he used to as a water ghoul. Fire in a forest is an unstable and fragile combination, and he is frequently exhausted when they return with the effort of keeping his Fire fully locked down.

One day Mountain has an idea of how best to combine their walks with their elements. On his next walk, he gathers up fallen logs and takes them back to the warm greenhouse to dry, and cut into rounds.

After their next foraging trip, Mountain takes Dew by the hand and pulls him towards the greenhouse, saying he has something to show him. When they enter, Mountain has laid out several pieces of wood across a workbench, along with a soldering iron.

"I thought we could try something new together. It's called woodburning. It seemed like a nice activity to speak to both our elements?" he says shyly, directing Dew to sit down at the workbench. When Dew reaches for the soldering iron, Mountain catches his wrist and gently strokes over the backs of his fingers.

"You've got your own already, Firelily." He flashes the claws on his other hand, and Dew gets the idea. Gently pressing a claw to the slab of wood in front of him, Dew focusses his internal heat into his claw and drags it across the wood. A waft of woodsmoke curls towards him and he inhales deeply. It smells like the den in winter, when they light the fire in the common room and the whole pack huddles together in front of it. Comforting, like family.

Pulling his hand away to inspect his work, he sees the deep brown line inlaid in the wood. It reminds him of the tattoos adorning his skin. He smiles up at Mountain, as he begins drawing vines around the edge of his own piece of wood with the soldering iron.

Much later that day, once the autumn sky had burned out and darkness had fallen, Mountain and Dewdrop returned to the Abbey. Mountain holding a stack of coasters they had each made, and Dew clutching his favorite piece - a plaque they had worked on together - to his chest.

"Thank you Mount, today was great."

🍂🍃🍂

I looked up a reference image of this craft and its proper name after writing half of this, and this was the second image on google. via veganchickensoup on Reddit. So this is what Mount'n'Dew made together.

[xamaxenta]

Marcosabo smoking together its a thing they do

Marco only says it once like, that shitll kill you yoi

And sabo looks up from where hes lit his own cigarette with a snap of his fingers

He looks awful, huge dark circles under his eyes, theyre deep purple and bruised looking, his cheeks hollower than usual and his scar looks particularly mottled and pronounced when cast in the light of the cherry red tip

He shrugs and exhales a thin stream of smoke through his nose “its comforting.” Is all he has to say, mumbles around the filter

Marco gets it. Being a man of flames himself, the Phoenix whets the effects and burns away the impurities, he wonders if the mera mera functions in a similar way, Ace never was the smoking type so he never thought to ask

“You should find better comforts” Marco replies

Sabo doesnt look at him, focusing on something far out in the distance on the sunset horizon from where they stand on the ocean torn cliffs together

Its quiet for a long while, the sound of night critters and crickets singing and chirping, the gentle whip of weather aged fabric fluttering beside them, Sabo brushes a hand over the sun warmed stone, stone that remained warm even on the coldest nights, bare fingers tracing the carved letters of his deceased childhood couldve been—

“Like what.” Its not a question or a demand or anything really.

“A hobby perhaps.” Marco suggests and Sabo smiles, lips curving into something a little mean and a little sardonic “I went out of my way and made the time to visit you on this shitty little island and all you have to say to me is get a hobby?”

“What would you rather have me say?” Marco turns to look at him properly, its their first eye contact since Sabo arrived with his bag of tributes, flowers of course. White roses, sake and a prayer for Newgate, and pink hibiscus, orange firelilies and sunflowers; for Ace.

Sabo says nothing continues to sink his fingertips into the grooves of the letter A and bites down harshly on the filter of his smoke.

“Marco I want you to ask me to stay.” Marco changes his voice, altering it deeper and accenting it in that infuriatingly posh and mocking tone that he often adopts when mimicking Sabos voice

“You know I cant.” Sabo says quietly, feels the heat of his burnt down cigarette dangerously close to his lips, he doesnt care though, if he closes his eyes he can pretend.

“Then what about when its all over?” Marco doesnt sound hopeful

“When its all over? Id be lucky to even be alive when its all over.” He doesnt usually do bleak, but Sabo doesnt expect to see the future hes been fighting so hard for

Marco heaves a great sigh, it comes from his belly and leaves his mouth ashy and smoky.

“I don’t particularly cope well with loss.”

Sabo flinches. Draws his fingers away from Ace’s headstone sharply and looks away. Guilt sinking sharp claws into his stomach and tearing him open from the inside.

Of all the foolish and tactless things he couldve said.

“I dont think this is working out for us.” Is what he says instead.

Instead of sorry

Instead of i didnt mean it

Instead of i love you, i want to come home to you

Marco remains quiet, its too dark now with the sun having fully set a few minutes prior, to figure out what exactly his expression had changed to.

“You made time just so you could break up with me?”

It’s a little ludicrous, when spoken aloud like that.

“This isnt love.” Sabo rasps, that tiny blip of heat sitting just on the tip of his tongue now, he’s tired, its always hard coming here.

“Couldve fooled me.” Marco drawls, his tone betrays nothing but theres a difference in the way he says me, he steps closer regardless.

Sabo cant exactly see him now, refuses to ignite to sate his curiosity, just his general silhouette because the moon tonight is new and the island of Sphinx is very quiet and very dark.

“Here.” Marco proves a personal hypothesis— the phoenix has some kind of night vision— because Sabo has no other theory to explain when Marco finds his hand with ease, threads their fingers together with familiarity, “at least spend the night.”

Before i leave you and this place forever. Sabo doesnt vocalise this.

“And let you have the opening to convince me?” Sabo doesnt pull away

“Im not beneath begging.” Marco replies and Sabo watches his silhouette move, that half cigarette gets flicked off the side of the cliff with a smart snap of the phoenixes wrist

“Then beg.” Sabo whispers through a mouthful of ash and blood, snarling because Marco will beg, when he doesnt have to and Sabo will stay and see in him what Ace always had and loved and will continue to

[wanderingfaee]

𝑹𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒚𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕.

characters: Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader

content warnings: female embodied reader, mentions of cunt/center/heat, explicit content, MDNI +18 ONLY, Kyo being tenderly sensual.

this one-shot was solely "inspired" by the following fanart of this lovable golden retriever boy! 🥴😵‍💫❤️‍🔥 fanart creds to ptwasshoi025 on Twitter! 💫

You couldn't help the arising bashfulness insinuating all over your bare, quivering body. How entrancing and deeply focus those golden, brimming pools of amber gaze ever so lovingly and completely enthralled down at you. The light strands of his loosen bangs of marigold and cardinal softly descending over his left eye, giving him that much more appealing and soften look to his already attractiveness. Bringing out his distinguished handsome like features that engraved onto his beautifully crafted face.

You watch the strut of his silken, full lips crease gently onto his beautifully sun kissed flesh. The adoring little wrinkles that pulled along each side of his luring lips wooing you even further into the deep depths of infatuation and endearment.

Lost in those glimmering, bright irises of his, you flinched slightly as you felt the placid knead of his knuckles delicately stroke along the plush of your right cheek. Combing what little, sticky strands of hair that had melded against your heated, sweaty face. Leering out a subtle breath from your stammered throat.

"Beautiful" the mere sound of his deeply rasped and calming voice had enraptured thrilling chills and erratic sensations through the midst of your fluttering belly. Stirring the already swarming butterflies that dwelled within the pit of your enlightened stomach.

"R-Rengoku-san...please- y-you cannot keep doing this..." you managed to muster in between your heaving, heavy breaths, feeling his widen hips gently collide against your own with a subtle motion. Deepening his pulsing, thick length into the velvety softness of your suctioning warmth.

Inhales a deep breath as he feels you contract around him eagerly, hungrily. Exhales a shaky, breathy chuckle as his prying eyes fixates down into yours with mixed amusement and adoration.

"My business with you is in my own personal time, my love" he whisks ever so gently, cups his hand amongst the flush of your cheek with a simple, careful touch. Feeling the resonating warmth permeate into your already stimulated, sweltering skin "Besides-" he croons into the left side of your jawline, nearly nestling his silken lips at the structure of your jawline and lower lobe of your heated ear. Languidly draws back his hips agonizingly slowly, as he directly sheathes himself back into your flooding center with such a precise thrust.

Fetches out a whimpering, struggling moan from the peak of your puttering lips "In my opinion...I think you don't seem to mind my- company honestly my dear firelily" he heaves another coy chortle against your dripping flesh, feeling you instinctively swell around his inching cock with a silent cry of pleasure.

"So let me savor you as much as I can, my love..."

"Let me embellish and relish every inch of you as much as I can...I only want to feel you so close to me while I relinquish my entirety to you...let me bask in your glistening beauty while I can, please my adoring flame" he subtlety kisses along the juncture of your flexing jawline, caresses your trembling body with soften touches. Hums in pure delight when he feels you entangle your digits into his ruffled, flaxen hair and your legs sturdily wrapping around his slim waist.

Smiles ever so contentedly as he whispers sweet nothings into your beating ear while constructing direct, careful thrusts against your hips. Simply wallows in the beautiful sounds that emit from the silk of your sputtering lips and oozing heat.

Makes sure he has his entire fill of you during his whole stay at your residing inn you hosted with your mother.

Allowing the generous, kind handsome stranger waver you into a deep depth of bliss and euphoria.

[mrsoharaa]

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[bellatrixobsessed1]

Vicarious (Part 3)

Since it has been a while here’s the full fic.

Content Warning: Suicide Attempt. This is a rather heavy chapter so read at your desecration.

Azula loves the smell of sage incense. It has always soothed her nerves.

Strangely, she is already calm.

More than calm.

She is…relieved?

Yes, relieved. Undeniably and mercifully relieved. There is comfort in finality. Comfort in knowing that, after a few seconds of initial shock, things won’t be so painful anymore. They won’t be painful ever again. 

She closes her eyes and inhales, the incense pleasantly tickles her nose. She lays back. Part of her…most of her wishes that things could have been different. That she could just lay her head down and then wake up as someone new. 

She supposes that, that will indeed happen. 

With luck, this life will be buried very, very deep in the next one. Inaccessible to who or whatever she becomes. She isn’t all that picky. In fact, she rather hopes that her next life will be something simple and dumb. A turtle-duck, perhaps or a house pet. 

She doesn’t even need to be an animal. 

She can be a tree or a firelily. 

Just as long as she is not Azula anymore. 

She swallows hard and draws her blade. 

She takes a sharp gasping breath as cool steel graces her wrist; sn impulse, perhaps, nearly involuntary. Her body is shocked by what her hand and mind have done.  She didn’t think that she would cry but she is. She knew that it was going to be painful, but somehow…somehow it hadn’t occurred to her that the initial pain could be more than even she could handle. 

Her breaths are shaky and for a few moments, she is scared. She is absolutely terrified. Her heart races and she almost cries out. 

She can still stumble her way down the hall clutching her weeping wrist. 

They can still help her.

Maybe if they see her in such a state they will understand that she is just a girl. That she just wants to be okay. That she isn’t some creature that lives and breathes wartime propaganda. 

She doesn’t live at all. 

She reminds herself that she doesn’t want to. 

And the pain does pass. 

At the very least, she gets used to it. 

Just the way she has gotten used to feeling every horrible thing that a person can feel; anger, hatred, regret, useless, weak, hopeless. Sad. Mostly sad. And lonely. 

She won’t be lonely if she is reborn as a rabaroo. People like rabaroos. Even she likes rabaroos.

Azula cradles her arm against her chest and closes her eyes.

.oOo.

Sokka has been on many life changing trips in his life. He isn’t sure how many times his life can change before he stops being able to recognize it as his life. It certainly isn’t his life right now. He knows it upon waking. Knows by scent alone--by a gentle aroma of smoke and something floral. 

He knows it by the searing sensation in his wrist. 

Panic grips him in an instant. 

He knows that he is dying. 

And dying fast. 

The hand that had done this was expert. 

His head spins and his vision blurs. He can’t remember, where had he been? What had he been doing before he got here? Where is here? He doesn’t think that he deserves whatever he is getting. 

He closes his…someone else’s right hand over that person’s gushing left wrist. He parts their lips but he can’t make a sound. This body is so very weak, it doesn’t have much left in it. Perhaps the only thing keeping it alive is that his soul had come to reside in it.

But his soul can’t keep it around for much longer. 

He tries to get up–a waste of energy really.

Of course he can’t move. He can barely even whimper. He only managed to slump further over. With what remains of his energy he tries his best to slow the bleeding. 

He takes off one of the several plentiful layers of robes that this body is dressed in and he ties it tightly near his elbow. And then one more layer is tied directly at the wrist. At this point it is little more than a bandaid on a literally gaping wound. 

There is nobody here. 

Nobody who can help him stop the bleeding. 

His head hurts so terribly.

He can’t think clearly.

And in that lack of clarity he finds himself admiring how well manicured and filed this person’s nails are. This person has such a dainty little hand, very soft. The sort of fingers that would feel nice tracing the side of his cheeks. This person, he deduces, has to be a firebender. 

He is almost certain that he has seen this hand before. 

Right now he can’t place where. 

Sokka wonders if Katara will miss him. If Aang and Toph and Zuko will. If Suki will.

Of course they won’t.

Because he will still be there.

It just won’t be him. 

But how will they know?

He wonders if anybody will miss the person with the red and gold nails.

[gingkingfisher]

Gingerbread Reference Oct 31, 2013

"I'm going to work on requests next :3 Gingerbread is Firelily's sister. I realize that I haven't drawn her much, I should draw her more often. How do you think I did on the clothes of the Equestria girl?

Bases by SelenaEda(DA)"

[eponastory]

Here we go!

@broadwaybalogna

It is so fun getting to talk to you about art and zutara fanfiction. The art that you have made for my story is so beautiful and I can never express how much I adore your perspective. You are always excited about new things, which is a breath of fresh air.

@forevermore05

You are an insanely smart kid (I say that because I am old enough to be your mother) with tons of potential. You are young, with a good head on your shoulders, and you have a sense of humor. Your little drawings are so adorable because of your humor, and that's the key to living a good life. I know you struggle with everyday things like we all do, but chin up and keep moving forward. You'll get there.

@firelily-mermaid-jedi

Your posts are so fun because we share a lot of the same interests. X-men (I am also a Gambit fan), Star Wars, you name it I'm pretty sure I like it too... but you are so passionate about your fandoms and it's wonderful.

@johnskleats

For reasons unbeknownst to me, we have somehow become friends just by talking about Louisiana! Or gatekeeping it. Something like that. Anyway, you are a very cool woman who has no problems with telling it like it is. I love our talks about history and the stupidity of the Antis. It's great. It makes my day, and I hope it makes yours too. I could say more, but I'm dealing with rural internet issues. You're a beautiful person. You truly are.

Compliment tag game! The antis are really going for it today, so I figured we could all use some positivity.

Tag three people you admire and leave them a compliment or nice message! Don't feel pressured to respond or thank anyone publicly; a compliment is like a gift, not a transaction.

@eponastory

I'm glad you're my friend! Your quick wit and blunt honesty are refreshing and fun. Keep being you!

@katara-stan-club

I love scrolling your blog because there's so much variety. When I see your name in my feed, I never know what it's going to be. It's lovely to see someone so passionate about what they love! And I'm sorry Tech was done dirty, I really am.

@firelxdykatara

I've been following you for literally years. Your takes are immaculate, and I appreciate your attention to detail. If you've taken the time to respond to it, I know it must be good.

@longing-for-rain

I love that you speak your mind and handle yourself with so much grace. Your posts are impeccable, naturally, but what I like about them is how grounded they are. You seem like a really cool, down to earth person. Also I like your art.

Okay I'm going to stop now because I've thought of about 6 more people I would otherwise add and this is long as it is. Have fun and spread the love!

[firelily13]

[firelily13draws]

Sorry this blog has been MIA as of late. But I'm back and hopefully going to be posting art here more often. As my way of saying sorry have some critical role fan art .

[wanderingfaee]

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[dr-corvius]

"Alright. Let's see, I've got an errand I've needed to get done for a bit..."

Corvius takes a notepad from her bag, opening it and removing a folded piece of paper, before handing it to them.

This is a list of herbs I'd like you to collect, and their locations. Read it through fully before trying to gather them, some can be hazardous.

The list in question reads as:

Firelily - Grows on the rocky areas of the mountain slope. Handle with care and heat-insulated gloves, the flowers give off heat and will burn to the touch.

Ink Weed - Grows primarily in damp, dark areas. Resembles small, fern-like plants, but solid black, and oozes a coating of viscous, black liquid resembling ink. This liquid is extremely sticky and a pain to remove.

Phantom Blooms - Grows abundantly, but appears to be normal tall grass stalks during the day. At night, pale, translucent flowers will appear along them. These flowers will solidify when gently disturbed, and can then be harvested. Do not uproot the plant, as it tends to draw the attention of nearby spirits.

Chameleon Mushrooms - Grow in damp areas, usually along areas abundant in stones and moss. Harmless, but tedious to find due to their ability to blend in with their environment. Their spongy texture and tendency to attract small beetles (also usually harmless) can give them away.

Gazing Iris - Grows directly on tree branches of large, old trees. Easily identifiable by their bright purple blooms. The plant's bud resembles that of an eye, which appears to follow the viewer. The stalks are barbed, and being pricked can result in nausea, vomiting, dizziness, and sometimes fainting.

Pepper Nettles - Grows in rocky, dry areas. Dark orange-red, and very hardy. Have a tendency to release clouds of pollen when disturbed, which irritates eyes and causes a burning sensation. Goggles are recommended when harvesting, wash hands after handling.

You encounter an @blockperson

(Please ping when you reply)

(Hold on let me get my wizardsblr blog @dr-corvius)

[mrsoharaa]

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[gingkingfisher]

September 11 2013

...With Firelily

"Part 2 of Mornings… Link to Part 1: Link

I explained things before As you noticed, I had trouble with drawing the fire :p And also, Gingerbread's arm looks a little deformed :(

Sorry to base's artist that I changed a few things from the original.

Bases by Poisonlicious (DA)

Original Art by Joey-Darkmeat (DA)

I forget to say this before, meant for it to be on the Minty picture, but I was thinking about doing a point whatever it is when people give you points to do stuff, and I make OC LPS's for people that want one. It would, of course, be whatever the person wants it to be. I know I'm not very good at this, but it's just a suggestion. And I know that people can make there own, I'm not trying to offend anyone :(.

Please, please, please comment below on this idea. Thank you :)"

[gingkingfisher]

September 11 2013

Mornings...

"I think it looks ok :)

Took a while to make. and sorry that I use so many bases, people must say 'That persons not original enough to make there own drawing' I'm sorry :(

This is Part 1 of the drawing Note* This is Firelily (filly) and Gingerbread. Gingerbread is changed slightly from the last picture I did of her. I forget to put wings on her last time. She is indeed a pegusas, I just have trouble drawing wings. Also, her cutie mark was changed. The reason it was a heart last time, it was because I didn't really make a character for her at that time. It was changed to a cup of tea with the steam forming a heart :)

Base by Poisonlicious (DA)

Original Art by Joey-Darkmeat (DA)"

[firelily13]

Something I’ve been meaning to finish and post for a while now.