#imma get u back

[bernard-the-rabbit]

Zuko and Aang being besties ft an emotionally repressed Zuko

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[faceeeeee]

And what if I said..

[pup-pee]

he is the dirt under my fingernails

[rebouks]

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Matilda: Hey. Tristen: Hi… Matilda: You’re early-.. live nearby? [Tristen nodded, jerking a thumb over his shoulder toward the flat above the pharmacy] Matilda: Seriously? Tristen: It’s not as nice as it looks on the inside, there’s damp n’ mold everywhere. Matilda: Damp, in this weather? Tristen: Not so much in the summer, s’nice n’ cheap though-.. so, what do you wanna do? Matilda: You had all day yesterday to think of something to do. Tristen: So did you! Matilda: I don’t live here. Tristen: Okay, fair-.. uh, there’s not much to do, to be honest. We could go out later but, well.. I usually avoid all that. Matilda: Oh, yeah.. I get that. It’s not like I really drink either. Tristen: True, so..? Matilda: [laughs] Make a decision, Triss. Tristen: Aha, okay-.. uh, let’s explore, maybe get something to eat. Matilda: Sure, take me to your favourite places n’ stuff. Tristen: How likely are you to barf if we take a scooter ride..? … Matilda: How far are we going? Tristen: Not too far-.. squeeze me if you wanna switch though, yeah? Matilda: Deal.

[chickenoptyrx]

This is very 🌟nothing🌟 buuutt im in *media consumption mode* rn and its the only dbz adjacent thing iv drawn in weeks ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[temeyes]

1hr 'eepy dood of the codoc i totally didn't forget i made hehe

[honeytreee]

mutuals come back to me now

[laurmaus]

another one +uncolored ver (can u tell i skipped school today

[acourtofquestions]

"You'll come back," Manon said.

It sounded like more of a threat than anything

Dorian smirked. "Would you miss me if I didn't?"

Manon didn't reply. He didn't know why he expected her to.

He'd taken all of a step, when Asterin clasped his shoulder. "In and out, quick as you can," she warned him. "Take care of Narene." Worry indeed shone in the Second's gold-flecked black eyes. Dorian bowed his head. "With my life," he promised as he approached her mount and grasped the dangling reins. He didn't fail to miss the gratitude that softened Asterin's features. Or that Manon had already turned away from him.

A fool to start down this path with her. He should have known better.

The hours that passed were some of the longest of Manon's existence.

From anticipation, she told herself. Of what she had to do.

Abraxos, unsurprisingly, found them within an hour, his reins sliced from the struggle he'd no doubt waged and won with Sorrel. He waited, however, beside Manon in silence, wholly focused upon the gate where Dorian and Narene had vanished.

Time dripped by. The king's sword was constant weight at her side. She cursed herself for needing to prove-to him, to herself-that she refused to let him go into Morath for practical, ordinary reasons. Erawan wasn't at the Ferian Gap. It'd be safer. Somewhat. But if the Matrons were there … That was why he'd gone. To learn if they were. To see if Petrah truly commanded the host there, and how many Ironteeth were present. He had not been trained as a spy, but he'd grown up in a court where people wielded smiles and clothes like weapons. He knew how to blend in, how to listen. How to make people see what they wished to see. She'd sent Elide into the dungeons of Morath, Darkness damn her. Sending the King of Adarlan into the Ferian Gap was no different.

It didn't stop her breath from escaping when Abraxos stiffened, scanning the sky. As if he heard something they couldn't.

And it was the joy that sparked in her mount's eyes that told her.

Moments later, Narene sailed toward them, making a lazy path over the mountains, a dark-haired, pale-skinned rider atop her. He'd truly been able to change parts of himself. Had made his face nearly unrecognizable. And kept it that way.

Asterin rushed toward the mare, and even Manon blinked as her Second threw her arms around Narene's neck. Holding her tight. The mare only leaned her head against Asterin's back and huffed.

Manon hadn't dwelled long on what she'd say.

And as the three hundred Ironteeth witches filed into the hall, some coming off their patrols, Manon half wondered if she should have. They watched her, watched the Thirteen, with a wary disdain.

Their disgraced Wing Leader; their fallen Heir.

When all were gathered, Petrah, still standing in the doorway where she'd appeared, merely said, "My life debt for an audience, Blackbeak."

Manon swallowed, her tongue as dry as paper. Seated atop Abraxos, she could see every shifting movement in the crowd, the wide eyes or hands gripping swords.

"I will not tell you the particulars of who I am," Manon said at last. "For I think you have already heard them."

"Crochan bitch," someone spat.

Manon set her eyes on the Blackbeaks, stone-faced where the others bristled with hatred. It was for them she spoke, for them she had come here.

jacket, then hoisting up her white shirt. Rising in the stirrups to bare her scarred, brutalized abdomen. "She does not lie."

UNCLEAN

There, the word remained stamped. Would always be stamped.

"How many of you," Asterin called out, "have been similarly branded? By your Matron, by your coven leader? How many of you have had your stillborn witchlings burned before you might hold them?"

The silence that fell now was different from before. Shaking shuddering.

Manon glanced at the Thirteen to find tears in Ghislaine's eyes as she took in the brand on Asterin's womb. Tears in the eyes of all of them, who had not known. And it was for those tears, which Manon had never seen, that she faced the host again.

"You will be killed in this war, or after it. And you will never see our homeland again."

"What is it that you want, Blackbeak?" Petrah asked from the archway.

"Ride with us," Manon breathed. "Fly with us.

Against Morath. Against the people who would keep you from your homeland, your future." Murmuring broke out again. Manon pushed ahead, "An Ironteeth-Crochan alliance. Perhaps one to break our curse at last."

Again, that shuddering silence. Like a storm about to break Asterin sat back in the saddle, but kept her shirt open.

"The choice of how our people's future shall be shaped is yours," Manon told each of the witches assembled, all the Blackbeaks who might fly to war and never return. "But I will tell you this." Her hands shook, and she fisted them on her thighs. "There is a better world out there. And I have seen it."

Even the Thirteen looked toward her now.

"I have seen witch and human and Fae dwell together in peace. And it is not weakness to do so, but a strength. I have met kings and queens whose love for their kingdoms, their peoples, is so great that the self is secondary. Whose love for their people is so strong that even in the face of unthinkable odds, they do the impossible."

Manon lifted her chin. "You are my people. Whether my grandmother decrees it so or not, you are my people, and always will be. But I will fly against you, if need be, to ensure that there is a future for those who cannot fight for it themselves. Too long have we preyed on the weak, relished doing so. It is time that we became better than our foremothers." The words she had given the Thirteen months ago. "There is a better world out there," she said again. "And I will fight for it." She turned Abraxos away, toward the plunge behind them. "Will you?"

Manon nodded to Petrah. Eyes bright, the Heir only nodded back. They would be permitted to leave as they had arrived: unharmed.

So Manon nudged Abraxos, and he leaped into the sky, the Thirteen following suit.

Not a child of war. But of peace.

[7-ferrets-in-a-coat]

Day 1 no laptop and no drawing in digital. I am going. INSANE.

[generalsmemories]

ya'll please i haven't even finished the 1k requests and we're already nearing 2k.

[dat-silvers-girl]

History often tends to repeat itself.

ft. Carewyn @carewyncromwell because we need the responsible friend also mom plz stop her

If I considered Jacob going blind actually canon, (I don't cuz it's a stupid plotline) then I think about how genuinely desperate Sarahi would be to heal him. And like Sebastian, she's willing to do just about anything. Dark magic would be fair game.

Funnily enough, the only thing stopping Sarahi from going down the rabbit hole of Dark Magic is that... she's an idiot.

Sebastian is a scholar and taught himself the Unforgivables. You know how much effort and genius that takes??? And then there's Sarahi... Fully dependent on Rowan, and later, on everyone else, to even understand what's written in basic textbooks because she doesn't have the braincells to process information. Someone will need to teach her unforgivables on purpose. And who would do that?

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Rakepick. Yeah. Sarahi knows Crucio because Rakepick taught her. She's never used Crucio, but she does know it. Dammit Rakepick.

[zrllosyn-art]

Kohaku for Sipsteaandbleach on artfight

[kheyys-worms]

Happy New Year folks ✨✨✨ (ft. My two faves in their new year get up <33)

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[roseluwakcoffee]

U know the funny thing abt celes is that she is a normal person, but for reasons god only knows chose to develop the most questionable yet intriguing fake speech pattern of all time, and I imagine that after years of existing in that persona the language is undeniably interwoven w her regular voice and thoughts, but the amt of it thats present at any given moment depends on the situation her emotional state her age who she is surrounded by etc like. Lots to consider and is half of that incorporated into my fics in any meaningful way?? Prob not I just get to go insane abt it why is she Like that

[cowboy-robooty]

not going to name names bc thats messed up but omfg i was tryna find records of old heta fandom shit to show inu right and i found a hetalia iceberg and I SAW MY 2019 OPP ON THERE. IT WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY LIKE MY EYES BULGED OUT OF MY SKULL BECAUSE IM NOT EVEN JOKING I HATED THIS BITCH SO MUCH WHEN I WAS 14 AND NGL I STILL HATE HER. I DIDNT SAY NOTHING AND KEPT CURTIOUS AND NORMAL OBVIOUSLY BUT ON THE INSIDE I WANTED HER ASS DEAD EVERYDAY AND WELL... you all know im never in the loop with things and had no fucking clue that she was just the antichrist for an entire group of people lol. SHE WAS MY ANTICHRIST THO. I HATED HER AND SHE HATED ME OKAY AND IM LIKE RODF SEEING HOW SHES ON THE FUCKING HETALIA ICEBERG I WAS LIKE OMG.... I THOUGHT ONLY I FUCKING DESPISED HER