#need to introduce heat wip properly but idk

[multi-lefaiye]

nine lines, nine people tag

hehehehe :3 i was tagged by both the lovely @void-botanist and @vacantgodling! and i was so excited to share more gelf/heat wip content.

have some kylan thoughts,,,,,

cw: references to emotional abuse from a parent and fantasy racism/xenophobia.

There’s a fluidity to Rian’s movements that speaks to years of training, to being handed a sword and taught to fight practically from birth. He’s a soldier in every sense of the word, that much is plain to see. A champion in a clan of warriors. As Kylan watches him, he feels an ugly, twisting pang in his stomach that he recognizes as envy for the briefest moment. But just as quickly as it comes bubbling up in the back of his throat, he swallows his jealousy down, his ears pinning back as he averts his gaze. Still, it continues churning inside him, a festering whirlpool of anger he’s never allowed himself to feel. This is a son that Mera would be proud of, he thinks to himself, taken aback by the bitterness the thought brings. The Spritons may not be proud fighters the way the Stonewoods are, but they produce many fine warriors. And Kylan has always, always, fallen short of the expectations placed on him in that regard. It was rare that Mera ever said so directly, especially to him, but he knew that he wasn’t what she wanted him to be. The half-born son of two warrior clans, too soft and weak to even hold a sword without trembling. It sounds like a bad joke, but Kylan can’t quite find the humor in it.

this is a bit more than nine lines, but idc-

tagging, with no pressure to any of y'all <3: @corvus-rose @skitzo-kero @anexor @paradoxspir1t @albatris @transmasc-wizard @northwyrm @vacantgodling @void-botanist (tagging y'all again because i'm greedy and want more writing /silly)

edit: also tagging my bestie @potatolordofficial bc i CAN!!!

AND YOUUUU DEAR READER. consider this an open tag :3