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BEARMCTHER IS NOW BEARMOM.

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icb i’m bringing her back.

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you know what would be hilarious? if i brought mihra back.

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let me say this as clearly as i can, it is not people of colors job to teach you about fucking racism and why white as the default in ‘ambiguous races’ in media and shit isn’t okay.

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this is the lowest key shipping call i can post.

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ridethebull:

“That I am,” he says, stepping back and rolling his shoulders back, rocking his neck from side to side. “But let’s go no weapons first. Just hands. You and me, boss. I wanna see how much kick you’ve got in those pretty long legs.”

He’s grinning crookedly at her, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet, shaking out his muscles to prepare for a proper sparring. She’s hilariously smaller than him, but he’s been surprised before. And oh, does he want to be surprised by her.

     mihra’s not surprised, she couldn’t imagine him as anything else really. a brow raises at the title of boss,. ❛ that would be the inquisitor’s title, no? ❜ she inquires with a faint raised brow and a tilt of the head. the sword she usually uses rests beside one of the dummies. her neck cracks slightly as she looks at the stance the iron bull takes. she wonders if he charges, much like his groups name, or if he’s more skilled than that.              ❛ just be careful not to gore me with those horns of yours, ❜ she teases with a smirk, and with that, she lunges. her movements quick and precise, but even then she makes a point of rather than hitting him avoiding his hands. if she can counter him, she imagines she’ll be in the clear, she’s got to find a weak point first though.

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casual reminder that the iron bull isn’t a true reaver. ( he’s never drank dragon’s blood. ) mihra is.

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alright now that i need to remake all my icons, like this to plot.

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one or two?

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Please don’t leave. Everyone leaves. Everyone always leaves. God, just please don’t leave.

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swcrdiisms:

      her words aggravate something buried deep in michael’s chest, but       he forces it down for the time being, drawing his own sword. he       recognises some of the faces, warped by redlyrium as they are, but       he doesn’t let it show. doesn’t show weakness, in the face of this       immovable woman. ❝ i’d be worried if i were you, madame. to be       fighting with a templar at your back. ❞

 the churlish way he says the word madame almost makes mihra concerned, but she’s not afraid and probably due in no small part to the idea that she has nothing to live for. it has this effect of freeing someone from any thoughts they had before, any will to hold the tongue, any urge to be polite. her eyes glance him over, and he’s being strong. stronger than she thought.      ❛ you’re not stupid. don’t make stupid, empty threats in the face of real danger. ❜

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ridethebull:

Bull waits a breath, listening to hers, before he smiles. 

“Just came to watch. Wondered what was happening to all the training dummies. Thought there might be a rogue wolf tearing them to shreds.” 

He picks up a shield from the rack near the dummies and tethers it to his arm. “You ever spar with somebody who can fight back? More exciting than seeing how much hay you can flay from a burlap sack. More satisfying when you’re sore the next morning, too.”

   ❛ more like a rogue bear, ❜ mihra retorts with a faint smirk, there’s a certain amount of pride in the way she utterly destroys them. however, at the mention of sparring with the iron bull there’s a shift the air. her smirk widens to a full on grin, people haven’t approached her let alone seen if she wanted to spar. this was new, and she reveled in it.       ❛ oh, i can imagine. aren’t you a reaver as well? ❜

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out. also highkey plotting call tbqh.

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heathiins replied to your post: out. one of the scariest things about mihra is how...

step on cado while wielding your sword oh bear mom

   ❛ he is an annoying bastard. ❜

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hemorrhaging replied to your post: out. one of the scariest things about mihra is how...

I’m in love

and she’s also cute. cute and terrifying.