@freedmfighter @bornofspring
❝ goth day, huh ? what a time to be alive. ❞
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@freedmfighter @bornofspring
❝ goth day, huh ? what a time to be alive. ❞
nice caterpillars haru ❤️
❝ That's it. I'm moving. Me and my stache are moving into the woods away from you traitors. ❞
freedmfighter asked:
“welcome to the dysfunctional family.”
The Musical! -- @freedmfighter
Nico blinks owlishly at the crowd in front of him. In some ways, it reminds of Camp Half- Blood, the place he’d been not too long ago and where he first learned he was a demigod. A lot had happened since then, and he bit down on his lip to keep it from trembling at the thought, but it is definitely weird to be introduced to a new ‘family’ so soon.
He swallows before he nods once. “Hello.”
happy mothers day katara , i’ll babysit your friends for the day as a treat
she's not crying , you're crying. “ i'll babysit yours on father's day. ”
@freedmfighter.
not often responsibilities are shared. young woman assuming this the reason why sleep evades her; aware he was on watch, but lost in the distant sounds of the woods around them. every snap, every rustle, it reminded her how sleep robbed her of the control she so desperately needed. eyes scan over her friends and companions, blissfully asleep in the cooled night air. sleep didn’t come easy to the warrior either way, so to place the lives of her warriors in the hands of someone she was yet to fully trust herself?
a pause. a deep breath. a sigh.
soon on her feet and wandering over to beautiful boy who seemed to belong to the trees. he looked so at ease beside the fire, calmed by the whisperings of the wind. “ want some company? ” asked in a hushed tone, tucking dark lock that’d come lose behind her ear.
@freedmfighter said: “ you have no idea what i’ve been through. ”
TRAGEDY AS A PULSE, a notch in existence, pressed beneath the war-ridden backdrop of their lives. it’s no secret who she is to him, to all of them, the summation of her family’s wrongdoings piled into one. a child turned weapon turned villain, her fate written in the stars, unavoidable. so what now ? what happens to the bad guy at the end of the story ? her father rots in prison, but what of her ? she knows one thing for sure : REDEMPTION is a luxury reserved for the heroes and she’s nothing of the sort.
at last, the accusatory tone prompts a huff, countenance swiftly strained with aversion. ❝ i’m sure you’ll tell me all about it. about how the fire nation has taken everything from you ❞ never a wound in sight left unprobed when azula is around, her words fall with little hesitation, hot embers of her anger thrown right back at him. it’s not lost on her that had this been a different time, she wouldn’t have done as much as to even allow this tearful drivel be spewed her way, let alone from someone so clearly beneath her contempt.
❝ about how much you wish you could do the same to me ❞ a near whisper. GUILT IS A BITTER THING, one she didn’t think she’d ever come to stomach, not when her reality hinges on its absence, on lies that are so much easier to believe than the truth. ❝ that is what you want, isn’t it ? justice ? revenge ? well here’s your chance ❞ self-destructive, her spirit run down by defeat. with this, she turns to face jet as if readied for an attack, the once dangerous gold of her eyes dulled to nothing more than a flicker.
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jas sent in their sokka url, so i'm going to do @bornofspring like they're two different people lol. i love your haru so much. he deserved so much more screen time so i love how much work you've put into him outside of canon. he feels so real and fleshed out, but still very much like the haru we meet in atla and i love that so much. also i love reading your threads with raven bc -chef's kiss- .
@freedmfighter said: “You okay?”
Suki tries not to let it get to her, everything Azula taunted her with before locking her away at Boiling Rock. The image of Sokka being tortured by Azula. The Earth Kingdom demolished. Her girls in ruins — them blaming her. (Some small part of her does feel like it’s her fault.) It’s almost more than she can bear.
She tries meditating, emptying her thoughts, easing her breaths, but every aching breath only reminds her of just how hungry she is. And, sure, she’s fasted before, but not like this. She cautiously looks over at cell when she first spotted the dumpling weed and sighs. She just has to wait for the rest to grow.
“Hey. Jet, right?” she asks, brushing off his question. Normally, she’s all for open communication, but that was with her warriors. And, besides, what good is complaining when she’s just at beginning of her plan.