#for the sideblog

[three-of-crows]

(either Katya and Lann or Kadee and Katya!)

3) casually linking arms, holding-hands, sharing hugs that lasts a teensy tiny bit longer. AHHHHH

One million years later...

IT’S GIRLS TIME!

"Ok, everybody, let's do it from the beginning."

The weather around the Wound was as weird as the landscape and everything that lived there. But it didn’t mean the local Ulfen community would let the approaching equinox pass without a celebration. If the endless winter back in their motherland never stopped any of their ancestors, neither a Witch's trickery would do that.

The group of people was in the square of the citadel, laughing and talking to each other. There were not only the Irisseni folk, but Mendevian people as well, and even some mongrels joined the rehearsal.

Bjorn clapped two times, and everybody made a circle again. Kadira reached her hand for the girl by her side, but she refused politely, saying she was tired. Before the tiefling could say anything, a familiar light shone in her peripherical vision.

"May I join you?"

Ekaterina was there. Bjorn, the 'dance master', scoffed, "Look at who decided to leave the burrow".

"Can you love me less, dear brother?"

He gave a playful smile. "I just can’t. Ok, let's do it! One, two, three and..."

The people followed his instructions, though many of them already had understood the coreograph movements. Some still bumped at each other and giggled, but the circular dance kept going on.

Kadira was self-aware of her hooves all the time, but couldn’t help and stayed there. That dance reminded her of her grandparents and the small parties her family used to organize. And when Ekaterina appeared and asked for her hand — literally —, she felt more nervous e made her best to concentrate.

Though she was not free of mistakes as anybody, and bumped at the druid by accident.

"I'm sorry," that was her first reaction.

Ekaterina laughed. "You are ok. Phew... I lost the ability to do this."

"No, you are good at this," Kadira disagreed.

Two lines were formed and they had to leave each other's hands. Kadira felt slightly weird when the warm palm of the druid left her alone.

"Clap your hands, clap your hands!" Bjorn walked through the lines.

The lines mixed and Ekaterina and Kadira was apart. The tiefling craned her neck and spotted the woman smiling at her mother in the meantime.

Her heart got small.

The bards kept playing, and the dance kept its flow. It seemed a decade until the sequence of the circle was restored.

"I got you," Kadira said as her arm reached Katya's.

The redhead smiled. "Did you miss me? Because I did."

Kadira thanked the destiniy for her skin didn’t blush easily. Though her tail could be too much talkative, and she coiled it immediately.

"And we are done!" Bjorn cheered the people up. "Good job, everybody!"

Some were so relieved that they finally made it that started to hug each other. Kadira and Ekaterina stayed in the same place, with linked arms for a long time.

Annya approached behind them, passing her arms around their waists. "My beautiful girls."

Her gesture made them get closer. Pressed against Katya, Kadee closed her eyes, afraid that her expression could be as talkative as her tail.

But when she noticed, Annya has gone for a long time, and she simply was attached at the other.

"Shelyn, help me," pleaded quietly.

Though, deep down, she was not sure if she did need help.

[s-s-s-sideblog]

So, do indigenous Americans not have the right to land back? Or is it just Jews who have a timer on their indigenousness? Would you stand against indigenous Americans reclaiming their land? Or are we only saving that anger for Jewish people after a terrorist attack, mass rape, and hostages?

this is a really good question actually, thank you for asking.

like, let’s imagine that scenario for a second. if a group of native americans came to my town and said, we’re taking your land back, get out of your homes because that land is ours. do you think we as a society would stand for that? where would we go? my family has lived here for generations, we couldn’t just go to some european country just because that’s our ethnicity. it doesn’t work like that.

you can look up the landback movement and initiatives led by indigenous communities. they don’t work like that, either. but i hope you’re this passionate about indigenous rights aside from when it directly benefits you.

questions like this call into question the entire framework of our modern society, which is why it’s so difficult to have these conversations.

[teagrammy]

It’s really simple, I like tea and my friends always said I had mild grandma energy, hence teagrammy was born!

Tagging @tweedstoat @william-jennings-bryan @apersonwholikeslotus @passmeabook and whoever else would like to!

what made u guys pick ur url's !

[sanctus-ingenium]

catch

[fearwasalwaysanoption]

Your honor, I love them

[phoenixfangs]

[sylvaridreams]

Rips off my shirt to reveal I'm wearing another shirt that days I ❤️ CHARACTERS THAT SUCK

[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[bastardiando]

posting across the targetverse here bc it did numbers on twitter

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

hehehehhe, was thinking about construction worker simon who goes to work every day just to show off the lunches you make him for work. and it soon becomes a huge thing and all his coworkers and even managers look forward to seeing what you've cooked cause it never seems to be the same. it's literally the only reason simon wakes up in the morning to go to work; he has everyone jealous and prances around all proud, then tells you all about when he comes home :(

[three-of-crows]

Katya ❤️

character aesthetics meme

Hi, Spyri, thanks for asking ^~^ It took a time, but I have fun during the process

Playlist:

Anoana (Heilung)

Wildflower, Wildfire (Lana Del Rey)

Give Me My Halo (Yonaka)

Moodboard:

Steal Their Look:

Quotes:

I was born in a big gray cloud Screaming out a love song All the broken chords and unnamed cries What a place to come from…

(Remain Nameless - Florence and the Machine)

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.” 

(Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy)

Her Aesthetic:

Sitting at the hearthfire, sunny winter days, the touch of feathers, scent of dewy grass, being wrapped by a light but warm blanket, sunlight stripes over the floor, a glimpse of flight birds

[s-s-s-sideblog]

as someone who is the same age as noah schnapp i think it is so clear that he is just a teenager who has been fed a certain narrative his entire life. who made one statement very early on which, while not a statement i agree with, very clearly comes from a place of fear and naivety. like it’s so clear to me that he is not a bad person he is just ignorant and i don’t think ignorance constitutes malice in this particular case.

but the more important thing that bothers me is that we are combating this ignorance with hate instead of education.

like, let’s step back for one second. if you’re an american with the privilege to not only be informed about global events but also watch from the safety and comfort of a home that isn’t under attack. if you have the privilege to talk politics online without fearing repercussions. i think you have a responsibility to use that privilege to educate others in a way that’s actually effective. don’t shit talk random celebreties who don’t know you exist, start with your well-meaning liberal mom and your friends and social circle. and if you’re gonna shit talk celebrities start with the ones who are actually malicious maybe?

[ghostbird-art]

Sleepover Gothic

[sanctus-ingenium]

look at my creature

[commcharlatan]

these idiots are ruingin my life