fellow olivia valdovinos lovers i have a gift for you that should be posted within about half an hour 馃檹
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Hi if you're here looking at the original post, know this is about her not your dream smp minecraft white boys or whatever it's about HER
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Kirsten being pretty :3
Taglist: @starch1ldz, @the-gregster, @jaden-reid, @lover-of-books-and-tea, @gayaristocrat, @ruby-d1amond, @fuckingstrange, | Add yourself here !
(she is currently not on my tag list !)
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i think katara and her righteous fury is a beautiful beautiful thing
i think she should call out republic city council on some bullshit and aang should be behind her and when the council looks to him like "Avatar pls" he just shrugs
"my most applicable title right now is 'Katara of the Southern Water Tribe's Husband' actually "
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Sadie please give me a chance
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This loop has to be the one. Nevermind that you said it last loop, and the one before, and the one before that, and most of the ones before that. THIS was the one you'd stop the King in his tracks. You push a few of your many potions to the side to make room on your desk. None of them worked to stop him, so they were useless. He's still about twelve, fourteen? hours away, so you have enough time to make the bomb, eat and take a fat nap before you go pick a fight. Maybe this time, it'll work! It has to!
You've gotten better at making the Craft Bomb. It hasn't blown up on you before you intended to use it in... a long time. You can make it fast enough, now, for it to still be light outside! You've become silent while you work, which Mirabelle has told you is ''worrying'', but you don't see why it is. Are you really that loud? (Yes. You are.)
It's hard work. Soft light bathes your desk, your work, you. You reach out, past your potions, and grab your water bottle. Take a big swig, and
Hmm. That's not water.
How. HOW do you keep making this mistake. You look at the bottle in your hand, and sure enough, it鈥檚 one of the potions; your water bottle is shoved in the back of the collection of other containers. The taste is caustic, your throat begins to burn. You shouldn鈥檛 be this calm for having just drank something that鈥檒l kill you in a handful of minutes, but it鈥檚 happened before. Despite the pain you don't bother trying anything. Just push the finished bomb to the side and lay your face against the wood of the table. Feel the blood start to pool in your mouth and dribbling out, staining the wood. Mirabelle, or Euphie or whoever comes in next, they can use it this loop. It's not the first time you've drank one of the many, many dangerous potions on your desk, and it's probably not the last. Maybe you'll actually clean the crabbing thing off before you work.
Whatever. You have next time. You have all the time.
Perhaps a bit too much, actually.
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Had a blast reading @spark-hearts2's fic, Yeah, I'm Not Calling Her Mommy. I didn't really have strong opinions on her until reading this, and realized just how fun she could be as an ally.
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the continuous focus on birds and birdsong in monstrous regiment is one of my fave bits just because we know the only reason polly has all that background knowledge is bc of paul. and even when she has that moment of not wanting to admit that she wants to get paul back partially for selfish reasons she was still the person in his life that paid attention enough to remember everything he loved/knew about birds lol. he's not really haunting the narrative he's just kind of chilling back there but ANYWAY lol polly perks could do antigone
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Lightly painted bust I did for @disaster-bunny last July! I kept wanting to save posting this "at a more optimal time" and ended up waiting too long 馃槶
Anywho. I'm SO incredibly proud of the results here and it's been something I've wanted to properly show off for ages :'3
Edit: Closeup under cut!
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A wife to death, rebirth and mutilation. The axe's blade comes down and down again, a nightmare done, gone and then the light throws you on the dirt of a new world, fighting for your life and victor's cup yet again. Will you win?
Reblogs <3 are my best friends
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