I was going thru my sketchbook and I found these dragon Zuko sketches I never posted 😭😭

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I was going thru my sketchbook and I found these dragon Zuko sketches I never posted 😭😭
Who do I choose?❤️❤️❤️❤️🔥🔥🔥🔥
My empathy makes me so fucking stupid sometimes.
So me, my husband and his sister watch shows together and last night we started watching See that show on Apple with Jason Mamoa who is basically my sister in laws Jensen Ackles. We watched the first episode and the WHOLE time she was like this:
She said to me “..is this what being a fan girl is??”
I was like “yassss bitch and you better support me when I’m like this while we’re watching season 3 of The Boys!!”
I did it... I did the thing:
Me: *happily reading what I have written of one of my fanfictions* this is so good!! Omg so wow and beautiful 🤤
Me: *chapter stops right at the good part* wait...
Me @ Me:
Me @ Me:
Me: FUCK
As some of you know, today I'm older.... Yup my beauties.... 30yo....😄
My sis gave me the best present ever : a beautiful homemade card and this wonderful pins !!! Omg Im crying now : when Im playing my bass I do have John next to my heart !!! 😭💗💞😍
My sweet @dont-u-misfire also pointed out today was also the anniversary of the recording of bohemian rhapsody !!! Thanks so much for always beeing so lovely with me !!! Ilysm !! 😘💘
Thanks to all of you who sended lovely messages. This is very kind. Here is a virtual piece of cake for all of you. Yeah even you there in the back trying to hide.... And yeah even you.... Yeah you know I'm talking about you 😅😁
Loads of hugs to all of you !!! 💖💜
What if Dante had been informed immediately of the Yamato's theft and managed to track down Vergil right at the moment that Vergil is finishing up and he sees his brother yeet out his human half.
He gasped, eyes widening in horror, back landing onto the ruined floor of the old Sparda home.
The sickening sight of his other self, his demonic self, growing larger, more feral, more powerful made him sweat and shiver in fear. His heart began to pump rapidly, a frightened rabbit that knew, if this predator turns his gaze to him, he was done for. Desperately, he shuffled back, trying to pick himself off the ground…
But with every movement he made, his body shook. He was weak. His muscles, atrophied. Sweat poured down his body, his limbs trembling, face scrunched up in fear, in stress. There had to be a way to strengthen this pitiful, feeble body of his–!
Before his demonic half would see him, still squirming like a little worm, struggling to survive–!
…Magic–!
He had some magic - perhaps– if only he could–
just
get enough
strength!
The black ink that had started to crawl upon his body sizzled, and his heart leapt into his throat again - damn him! Damn this weak body of his! He couldn’t even use the tiny remnants of the power that was somehow, inexplicably, still within him!
He slumped onto the floor, trying to crawl away; hide from his demon’s presence. He didn’t want to die- no! Was he being foolish, wanting to continue living?
Arms strained forwards, muscles shivering; could he only go just a few inches? Was this the limit of this frail body of his? The tips of his fingers brushed upon something loose; leather, and not tile. He couldn’t take it much more - this body of his was just a newly born; the human side of Vergil, neglected and left to rot and die.
but he didn’t want to die–!!
no! he wanted to L I V E !!
Green eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to see his fate; crushed under his demon self’s heel.
But instead of the pain he anticipated, instead of his bones and flesh splintering and becoming just another stain upon the old tiles… he felt arms pick him up, dragging him away from his demonic self. His eyes snapped open; who had witnessed him at his lowest?! Who had seen the cast away of Vergil, struggling to survive, against all odds?
He couldn’t stop the voice coming out; a deep warm timber, and not the cold frosty tone that he once had.
Disbelief coursed through him.
“Dante–?!“
Damn it