has ever a lot of living moths set itself down onto your face so that it looked like a beard made of living moths?
Close To That
Animals Have An Odd Attraction To Me
And My Animal Guide Resembles A Moth
Stranger Things
todays bird

pixel skylines
Cosimo Galluzzi
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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sheepfilms
almost home
Monterey Bay Aquarium
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
trying on a metaphor

@theartofmadeline
KIROKAZE
Misplaced Lens Cap
AnasAbdin

titsay
NASA
seen from United States
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has ever a lot of living moths set itself down onto your face so that it looked like a beard made of living moths?
Close To That
Animals Have An Odd Attraction To Me
And My Animal Guide Resembles A Moth
║[ bc why not, spacey powers/shenanigans ]
Kanaya doesn’t quite remember where she is.
Last thing she knew, she was ambushed and woke up within this cell, bound as tight as the Queen’s stash of wealth. On her knees, thick chains wrapped around both her ankles and wrists and pushed frimly into the wall, immobile for the most part, her mouth covered and restricting her breathing just enough.
The Avatar’s eyes shoot open as the cell door swings, and she somehow sees someone new within the cell. What an odd appearance. A spirit, perhaps?
Whats An Avatar
?
Kanaya smiled innocently with wide, shining emerald eyes in yellow sclera, shuffling around a little to come closer to the other person of obvious human nature.
Im Not A Spirit Im A Trickster And A God Of Space~ :D
Her face was an expression of entire certainty that this was the truth as she spoke to the other Kanaya whom she did not fathom her alternate yet. Her deer tail twitched in interest.
What. Where is she. What is this.
Somehow Kanaya believes her, she doesn't have much of a choice. Perhaps whoever capture her drugged her, and this is a vision. Her face is covered in the bottom have, only her eyes show, and they widen with uncertainty and a bit of fear. Her wrists strain against her binds.
Then We Both Do Not Know Of The Other
A Supernatural Sugar High Xenobiologic Undead And Bloodrinking Outter Space Moth
Haha What
Im An Alien To Make It Short
Yes Ive Heard About These
Other Universes
Well Yes Okay
Other Universes May Be A Thing But
Im Not Only From Another Universe
Im From A Literally Different Planet
Which Shouldnt Surprise By Now
At Least Most Aint Surprised
Ehhh Its Good My Race Is Not Present In Your World
I Will Go With This Fr The Moment Um
Yeah
Blood Drinking Space Moths Dont Sound Friendly
║[ bc why not, spacey powers/shenanigans ]
Kanaya doesn’t quite remember where she is.
Last thing she knew, she was ambushed and woke up within this cell, bound as tight as the Queen’s stash of wealth. On her knees, thick chains wrapped around both her ankles and wrists and pushed frimly into the wall, immobile for the most part, her mouth covered and restricting her breathing just enough.
The Avatar’s eyes shoot open as the cell door swings, and she somehow sees someone new within the cell. What an odd appearance. A spirit, perhaps?
Spirit
?
Her ears flicker forward and into the human’s direction, a moment of absolute silence laying itself upon the both of the prisoners, as the deer troll slowly tilts her head to the side in a confused fashion.
What Do You Mean By That
Well Thats What You Are Isnt It
You Dont Have To Lie
Im The Avatar
She waits patiently for another response. Something told her this was a new creature entirely, and it gave Kanaya a weird feeling in her chest aside from her fear.
A Supernatural Sugar High Xenobiologic Undead And Bloodrinking Outter Space Moth
Haha What
Im An Alien To Make It Short
Yes Ive Heard About These
Other Universes
A Supernatural Sugar High Xenobiologic Undead And Bloodrinking Outter Space Moth
Haha What
Being friends with me consists of me sending you bad jokes at 2:47 in the morning
listen up you motherfucker
Better Idea Instead Of The Avatar Mastering All Four Elements:
Mastering All Four Nations Cuisines
Been There Done That
What
Impossible
Nothing Is Impossible With A Little
Believe
You Can Even Mend And Twist Space Itself
:D
I
Im
What Are You
Better Idea Instead Of The Avatar Mastering All Four Elements:
Mastering All Four Nations Cuisines
Been There Done That
What
Impossible
Nothing Is Impossible With A Little
Believe
You Can Even Mend And Twist Space Itself
:D
I
Im
Better Idea Instead Of The Avatar Mastering All Four Elements:
Mastering All Four Nations Cuisines
Been There Done That
What
Impossible
║[ bc why not, spacey powers/shenanigans ]
Kanaya doesn’t quite remember where she is.
Last thing she knew, she was ambushed and woke up within this cell, bound as tight as the Queen’s stash of wealth. On her knees, thick chains wrapped around both her ankles and wrists and pushed frimly into the wall, immobile for the most part, her mouth covered and restricting her breathing just enough.
The Avatar’s eyes shoot open as the cell door swings, and she somehow sees someone new within the cell. What an odd appearance. A spirit, perhaps?
Her knees hit the ground hard and the trickster hisses in pain, not lashing out at the people imprisoning her, but also not being all that pleased about being captchured. Her arms are bound on her back in a very uncomfortable way and her deer ears are fold back in irritation, slit pupils mustering the strange, new surroundings. despite her anger she fails to not smile due to her nature and she’s very mad at that.
When the people throwing her into the cell leave everything falls silent. Kanaya’s feet are bare, she must have lost her shoes at some point of the way.
Suddenly she hears someone or thing move in the back of the cell and her head throws upwards, Candykan staring at the figure bound and miserable in front of her, antlers glistening in what little light was in the cell.
Hello ?????
Why would mere people capture a spirit? How? Kanaya shifts a bit, her binds clanking as she stares the newcomer down.
Do Not Be Afraid
Her voice is slightly muffled but still audible, and she scoots an inch closer -- all she could really accomplish.
I Dont Know Where We Are
And While I Also Dont Know How Our Captors Took You I Must Inquire
Have You Come With A Purpose O Spirit?
Better Idea Instead Of The Avatar Mastering All Four Elements:
Mastering All Four Nations Cuisines
What's your favorite mover?
Mover?
Who are some of the previous avatars, if you know of them?
Ive Spoken To One Or Two In Times Of Distress
The One Most Responsive To Me Is Not The One Of My Previous Incarnation
He Was Of The Fire Nation A Few Hundred Years Ago
But He Never Wore The Sign Of His Nation
And At That Time The World Was Torn Apart By War
He Calls Himself The Signless
And Seems More Familiar Than What A Past Life Would Be Like
Have you ever entered the avatar state?
Er
Yes
A Couple Of Times
They Were Occaions I Do Not Like Going Back On
Spiritually Im Nowhere Near Mature Enough To Master It
Or Handle It Coherently
In Those Moments Only Karkat Has Gotten Through To me
Is this separate from the main story, or is Kanaya an earlier incarnation of the avatar, before Aang or Korra?
((This is separate! I should probably mention that, that's a mistake on my part. The world is similar to the time and technology between what Aang and Korra has accomplished, but no canon characters are present. Kanaya, and all previous Avatar incarnations, are not characters of Avatar's main storyline. They're either of my own design, or some of the Ancestors.
║[ bc why not, spacey powers/shenanigans ]
Kanaya doesn't quite remember where she is.
Last thing she knew, she was ambushed and woke up within this cell, bound as tight as the Queen's stash of wealth. On her knees, thick chains wrapped around both her ankles and wrists and pushed frimly into the wall, immobile for the most part, her mouth covered and restricting her breathing just enough.
The Avatar's eyes shoot open as the cell door swings, and she somehow sees someone new within the cell. What an odd appearance. A spirit, perhaps?