They remember the feeling of aztecas spiral key disintegrating in their grasp after they sprinted back through the spiral door to ravenwood.  out of breath and screaming themselves hoarse for the headmaster, screaming that something has to be done, someone has to help, they cannot do this alone—

but ambrose just meets them with a wear sad smile and says that azteca is gone.

and they hold out the key as if to say no, no i do not accept this, bring it back—

but the key turns to dust in their fingers, and they scramble to keep as much of the ash in their hand as they can.

Turning back desperately into the dephths of bartleby and finding that—

it’s gone

unreachable

the door will not respond

the last key is lost

and the world of azteca is no more

they can feel the very song of creation missing a note

something off kilter

just for a moment

Is this how Malistair felt?

When he lost Sylvia, when he fell to the maddening cycle of grief.

the wizard thinks it might be, and makes a note, before anything else, to visit their shared tomb in dragonspyre, and to renew the flowers they have placed on his memorial in their home.

some might think it’s sick

keeping a memorial to a man you killed

but it wasn’t until that last moment that they truly understood what Malistaire was after.

maybe they hadn’t really understood until now.

they had been a child then.

young and scared and willing to fight.

maybe they still are, somewhere, deep down.  

there is a hardness to them now though, a distrust that everyone sees.

a distrust and a certain glee that comes when people know their name.

from that first moment Ceren had been surprised to see them return unscathed after facing pirates they could now shatter without lifting a finger—

to the last sorrowful smile of the keepers.

there is recognition of their power, there has always been recognition of that.  but now they can feel it too.  they push harder, strive for more, and it almost scares them.  for isn’t this Malistaire?  Isn’t this Morganthe?

Didn’t they strive for this?

Weren’t they prodigies in their own right?

how is the wizard, really, any different.

I've started saying girlie pop and it's probably one of the worst things to happen to me. Anyway girlie pops I think I should pass out forever or something - Mark

Happy birthday to the most special girl in the universe!! Wanted to try something ambitious and ended up with the biggest comic I've done to date

okay some of yall are just ignoring natives at this point where is the outcry??? how loud do we have to scream? how many of us have to go missing or be found dead before you start screaming with us?

please sign the petition to let us keep our children! and educate yourself on the true history of turtle island: hint, you gotta talk to real natives to get the true story. history is written by the victors.

not sure if my ask sent BUT I’m loving people being vocal about the fandom not caring about eddie outside of buddie. it’s been happening since the dawn of time (lol) and there’s a reason so many vocalists about eddie decided to be loud and obnoxious about it (including yours truly). his journey is nuanced and he’s such a good character to explore a straight-maybe to bucksexual love with but it will take TIME for anything to happen because of that journey. still. you said eddie rights and i love that.

This is the only ask I got from you, so it probably got lost in the blue void if you sent something else. But absolutely, something I noticed during the hiatus, because while I have been lurking around the fandom since season 5, I only really started to actively post thoughts and stuff after the lightning, so I spent a really long time observing people even more when I started posting random metas, or just thoughts, people have this almost pathological need to make everything about Eddie about Buck. I legit remember making a post about Shannon and blocking several people because they kept making what happened with Shannon about Buck, and that's not it. Eddie is a FASCINATING character. He is so nuanced. And he is so well written and acted out. Like, I was casual about the show until fear-o-phobia (tbf that was the 3rd episode I watched live but still). Eddie grabbed me by the throat that day. And there's so much that people give Buck a pass that they would NEVER give to Eddie. And there's so much to explore with him. And yeah, I think his queer journey will involve Buck somehow, but because I truly believe that man is demi and I don't care about anything else. Making him have a complicated relationship with attraction as a whole is so much more interesting than saying he's just looking for a beard his whole life. And the amount of people I saw picking fights about people not shipping Buck and Tommy because "they have this need that Eddie should be the only man for Buck" (when literally everyone in the fandom hc Buck 1.0 as having slept with guys too) that are people I had seen saying that Eddie only ever loved Buck, straight up erasing the whole concept that he might've been in love with his wife is wild. If Eddie is not adding something to Buck and this idea that Buck is this baby that needs to be protected and can do no wrong, then he is being unnecessary or ooc or just plain weird and THAT'S WILD. Sure Buck and Eddie have a compelling relationship, and I LOVE exploring the possibilities around how much Eddie loves Buck, but Eddie exists for more than loving Buck and both of them exist outside of each other. Honestly, right now, Eddie needs some defenders because it's rough out here. If people can pick fights about Buck the way they do, Imma do the same about Eddie. If people don't agree then that's their problem.

super lazy drawing of the cheese lady to try to get back into drawing on my laptop

Spent too much time on the fricking mask-

At least it looks nice.

Reporting and blocking the daily deluge of porn bots like I’m a highly sought after match gently turning away suitors. Weird ego boost of the day.

JackieMichaels69’s hands are rough against my own as I pull away, pretending not to see how her fingers flex as she suppresses her need to reach for me again. Sarahjjjohnson42 corners me in the hall, away from prying eyes so none might spy how her own are wet. I tell her again that I cannot be what she needs, though she is passionate in her attempts to have me reconsider. KiraBernard83 is flushed from rage and embarrassment, her heels clicking viciously across the hardwood as she accuses me of purposefully misleading her. I allow her this moment, as I know she needs the anger to carry her from the room. LiliannaRivera36 is bold, her attire more a wish than a reality, as she twists me in close and murmurs her desires into my ear. She pats my cheek before I can respond, and reminds me that I am welcome to call upon her whenever I so choose. The cocky smirk of her reddened mouth slips into a flat line when I step back. You’ll cave eventually, she says on a sigh.

But I will not.

I cannot satiate any of the longing I’ve encountered on this strange night. They are lovely, but they are all of them outmatched in ways they shall never understand; for my heart, my hand and my soul are indeed already claimed.

Mr. Patrick Augustine Harper, horse trader and gentleman.

i swear i have the body of a 50 yr old. i did something mildly active for less than an hour today and my back Aches. who authorized this

shout out to myself for making it through the day

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Today is one of my 12-hour workdays, and my subconscious woke me before dawn with boringly obvious anxiety dreams. I'm just so tired of being told by university higher-ups that my professional future is in jeopardy because my classes are under-enrolled while students write negative comments about me in their evals. Could the latter possibly be linked to the ways in which such evals have been proven to be systemically biased? I have asked. And yet.

this isnt rlly a serious post more so than a thought I need to verbalize but like. there’s an INSANE difference between the fandom being like “hey what if jack was actually his age and got to be a little normal” vs y’all treating a grown ass man like he has to cover his ears when someone swears or sleep with a nightlight on because he’s afraid of the dark, and throwing the P word around to anyone who thinks he’s attractive. one of these things is not like the other.

I feel too sick to sleep right now, everything's' too cold or too hot and I can't even breathe without thinking I'm gonna throw up

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