#aresmarked

[cerastes]

https://x.com/GF_Saihate/status/1939643283892047874/photo/1

Lovingly: I’ll see you at your funeral <3

UWOOOO DIDI...

[atlas-of-galaxies]

4 for the prsk meme!

4. favorite rarepair(s)?

already answered but idc I'll talk about other rarepairs I like.

in no particular order: ichikana, ICHINENE (they're SO funny to me), honaemu, mafusaki (idk if I've ever seen this one tbh but I think they have a lot of potential. similar to mafuemu), minoai (same group but I feel like I never see them?), SHIZURUI, nenetoya, akian (let's be real vbs m/f is all rarepairs), enaemu, mizuemu, ruitoya (my government-mandated yaoi ship), and kanakasa (purely because i cannot imagine a funnier combination of characters)

honorary mentions are mafuemu, mizurui, and shizumafu but those are more popular. I think

[seeyouguyslater]

aresmarked replied to your photo “My brain this whole day”

*raises hot cocoa* i'll drink to that

thank u war 

[askweisswolf]

@aresmarked The best part is nothing you posted in those screenshots is wrong.

[fiddleabout]

-1 thanks to dear counterpunches

my god you must have been here FOREVER

[allthecanadianpolitics]

I want to remind fellow AB folk worried about UCP to stick together. Organise where you can, get involved where you can, whether that be politically or 'just' community groups. We have to support each other, and even if other people dismiss our concerns, we can continue to raise them and address them best we can on personal levels, and then some. (POC immigrant, polygender Calgarian.)

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[nerdgasrnz]

oh hell yea its your burr-th, congrats! i look forwar t' another year

thank u!

[lumberwoof]

aresmarked replied to your post: I know late on a sunday isn’t the best timing, but...

Them bundling up together because it’s the freezing north

Reports said that the horde was looking for something in the expansive tundra that was Princess Frosta's land. In truth, Catra was hoping to draw attention away from the horde's main target. What actually happens is that Adora tracks her down to deal with her personally, and they both get lost in a blizzard.

Adora follows Catra to shelter, a cave that's less a cave and more a tiny crevice in an icy shelf. There's no standing room and Adora, with her back pressed to the opposite wall, is almost hitting Catra in the chin with her knees.

"Ugh, this isn't enough space for both us! Why did you follow me in here?" Catra asks.

"Uh, because I don't want either of us to freeze to death?"

Catra growls, tempted to snap back. But she doesn't want to seem vulnerable or so easily provoked, even if it is by Adora (the only person she ever really trusted).

"Well, great," she grumbles.

"Good."

Adora crosses her arms against the cold and looks at the floor, Catra looks at the icy wall to her left. The blizzard outside is too bright to glare miserably at anyway.

The shelter doesn't do much to keep out the cold. It shields them from the biting wind and icy snow, but within seconds, Catra's shivering and so is Adora, judging by the way their legs keep bumping together from trembling.

Whatever fury Catra was storing inside is being eaten away by how freaking cold it is. She scowls, knowing what needs to be done but not wanting to do it.

"Adora--" she starts, just as she hears Adora mumble something.

Her ears don't pick it up over the howl of the wind outside, but suddenly there's a flash of golden light and the space she was sharing is just a little bit smaller than before.

"What are you doing?" Catra demands.

"I'm warmer like this," Adora (She-Ra?) says with a shrug.

Catra stares and she doesn't look away. The blue of her eyes are more like Adora's than not, which tells Catra… something. She's not sure what, just that sometimes - most times - Adora is not Adora when she's like this.

"What?" Adora asks, with a voice that reverbs unnaturally.

"Nothing," Catra scowls. She slouches and her tail flicks nervously before wrapping around her waist again, too cold to do anything else. She slips in between Adora's knees, tries to get used to how much bigger She-Ra is.

It's not that she's unfamiliar - she's fought and grappled with She-Ra many times - but this kind of familiar touch was reserved for the Adora before. It's different now.

Adora wraps her arms around Catra, rests her chin between her ears and sighs.

"Thanks," Adora says, as if Catra's the one providing the warmth.

"Don't mention it," Catra says. “Literally.”