#infransedit

[alvoskia]

George was always tinkering with something, usually clocks, and the only one Ally could regularly rely on to be any fun. They stole sweets from the pantry together when they were both on their periods, even if Ally had to make sure he didn’t leave grease stains anywhere as they tiptoed away with their stashes.

[thethiefandtheairbender]

I am far more neutral. You have a funny way of showing it. Well, you were always one to appreciate a good joke, Alliccon. I don’t appreciate being laughed at.

[infrans]

Do you want to be a god? she asked her sister one day.

[boasamishipper]

So I returned and didn't regret it to the end.

An edit from the final chapter of my fic blackbird, based on @thethiefandtheairbender‘s infrans series.

[alvoskia]

dynamics: the twins (ally and jamie)

Half the time Jamie didn't even participate in team training—both for practicality and because of the unwelcome memories it could bring back—but today was a good day, Jamie even wearing short black sleeves and a little smirk on her face as they advanced on their mentor together. They never got to be on the same team as often as Ally would've liked. 

[alvoskia]

I just have to believe that there’s no amount of prayer that can absolve him, and enough that can absolve me, one day.

[alvoskia]

 “Do you know what an Infran is?”  “Of course I do,” Ally bristled. You couldn’t live in Alvoskia and not know. There were eight different kinds and all of them were famous. The old ones were dead now and had been for a while. The cycle would start all over again soon. “Alright, then. What does an Infran do?” Gisenburg challenged her. Ally thought of the murals at weekly prayers, the sickle-shaped hole in the stone to let the moonlight through. Stories of saints who could walk on water; people who could turn into dragons, although that one was probably a myth. “God things,” she said as confidently as she could. Gisenburg’s lips twitched but it didn’t reach her strange, grey eyes, like she’d asked this question before and hadn’t liked the answer. “Well, Ally—have you ever wanted to be a god?”

—ALVOSKIA: Call of the Infrans

[alvoskia]

This isn't about what I want. It’s not about deserve. It’s about what needs to be done.

[alvoskia]

“Only Life, Fire, and Death,” Ginsenburg grunted, rubbing at her temples. “Rest of you, out. You’re making my head hurt.”

[thethiefandtheairbender]

As twins, they were both short and stocky with the same round, beige faces, flat noses, and matching blonde hair, but no one ever mistook them for the other. Jamie was built like the Kilvoskian knife strapped to her belt, all sharp edges and neat lines, wearing a sleek black tunic and matching pants without a crease out of place. The roots of Jamie’s dyed hair were done in a triangular pattern for spring, the rest pulled back in a long braid.

[alvoskia]

Isuri never really wanted the responsibility of being the Infran of the Moon, uniquely tethered in responsibility to the shapeshifting wolf packs of the east and west alike. Anxious, responsible, deeply caring and also very selfish, Isuri provides often provides a voice of reason... or at least, she tries.

Character playlist / art / tag

[alvoskia]

Isn't nature supposed to be... nice? I'm more of the 'wolf kills the baby deer without remorse' side of things.

[alvoskia]

Infrans' Birthdays: April 15th, Allison 'Ally' and Jameson 'Jamie' Hatten, the Infrans of Life and Death

“For someone who’s clearly missing a brain, you sure are heavy—” Ally elbowed her hard in the side. “We are literally the exact same size—” As twins, they were both short and stocky with the same round, beige faces, flat noses, and dyed blonde hair, but no one ever mistook them for the other.

[alvoskia]

A head taller, Bill stood next to her, skinny and red-haired with a pale, freckled face and a long nose. His blue tunic was unobtrusive and nearly matched the rings in his sea-green eyes, illuminative after an afternoon of using his abilities as the Infran of Water to heal the sick and injured. He smiled softly, looking at Isuri like she’d hung every star in the sky, but that was nothing new.

[alvoskia]

Even Isuri, who would’ve wanted to stay in the Citadel to be close to her parents, wouldn’t be allowed to, not long term. She’d be expected to work alongside the Wolf Children packs in the west as the Infran of the Moon.

[alvoskia]

High General Glothic Nykari, the Infran of Blood

We are unique among the world. We should act like it.