ellie. 24. lesbian. they/she. so multifandom i can’t even keep track. sometimes i write things! ao3: airiervessel // cosmere/books sideblog: radiantkelsier // icon by emeraldcas, header by patprans! // terfs/exclusionists dni :)
I’ve discovered an online community of people playing Pokemon games in a new, even more insane than Nuzlocke runs way. It’s called the professor Oak challenge and to do it you have to fill out the Pokedex as much as possible in each area before advancing the main storyline. Like literally evolve and breed and catch as much as possible before you can’t anymore, then go get the next gym badge/advance it whatever way gives you access to more.
Have fun in the Sw/Sh wild area before the first badge bucko
Ozai is so pathetic, like that “take his bending away haha he’s harmless now” trick would never have worked on Zuko, if you took his bending away he’d just grab his swords and come at you twice as hard, Azula doesn’t have swords or anything but she’s pretty good at hand to hand and amazing at talking her way out of problems, Iroh bust himself out of prison with no bending at all, meanwhile Ozai? Gets his bending taken away and then just collapses, doesn’t even try anymore, then just sits in prison and tries to get into Zuko’s head some more, he could have trained up and tried to break out too! But no! Bet he can’t break steel bars with his bare hands. Bet he can’t kick a steel lever in two. Bet he can’t even do a flip.
Also we never really see him do any really impressive firebending apart from when he has magic comet power, I guesss he shoots some lightning at Zuko, but that’s it and Azula is still better at the lightning thing. Azula has blue flames. Zuko can do firebreakdancing and bend with his swords. Does Ozai, who is not 14 years old, have blue flames? No he doesn’t.
He didn’t even do his coup himself, Ursa had to kill Azulon for him! Could have just challenged Iroh to an Agni Kai for the throne but he didn’t bc he knew he’d lose.
And then he only ruled for like 6 years! He lost a war that had been going on for 100 years bc of a bunch of kids.
Izzy’s sitting completely still and quiet, bottle dangling from his finger tips. The moonlight reflects off the leather but washes out his skin in a way that makes him look sick. Tired.
Ed lowers himself to sit next to him, legs slotting through the railing to hang off the side of the boat. He doesn’t knock his foot into Izzy’s with a smile the way he used to, but he’s there.
“I don’t know what you want from me anymore, Edward,” Izzy says. Not in a particularly sad or happy way just. Tired.
“I don’t want to ask anything else of you, Iz,” Ed replies, and his voice is full of emotion. Choking on it. “I’m… content. For the first time in a while.”
“Time for me to take my leave then, yeah?” Izzy’s voice is bitter now, but he’s smiling out at the waves. “Job’s done. Blackbeard’s fucking content. What d’you fucking need a first mate for then?”
The bottle falls from his fingers finally. It smacks against the ship but doesn’t break, falling solidly into the ocean below.
“Blackbeard’s dead. Doesn’t need a first mate anymore,” Ed says and Izzy starts to move, to stand because that’s the confirmation he needed to finally escape this fucking ship. Ed stops him though, a firm hand on his shoulder.
“Blackbeard doesn’t need a first mate,” He repeats, staring at the side of Izzy’s face like he’s really seeing him for the first time in a long time. “Edward Teach could really use his best friend, though. That’s you, by the way, in case that wasn’t cl—“
“Yeah, okay,” Izzy cuts him off, still so Tired. “Alright.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Ed doesn’t hug him, or thank him, or any of that soft shit the crew gets up to. But he moves his hand to cup the back of Izzy’s neck and presses their foreheads together. His eyes crinkle, and he’s smiling. Izzy manages to smile back, just a bit.
fruit makes me so happy … the colors ……. the scents …… the taste …………………… they grow from the ground .. trees … bushes ……. shrubs …. Ready To Eat… im so grateful for them
Is this written by a bat? I still support the post, just curious.
monster that doesn’t know that it’s a monster because it’s never seen its own reflection, doesn’t understand why it’s feared. lonely creature only trying to love and be loved but it’s clumsy and doesn’t realize its power, doesn’t know it’s different. why don’t you love me. why are you scared of me. i’m just like you
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