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HELLO? WAS NO ONE GOING TO TELL ME—

#WHAT #HOW DID I MISS THIS #ANYWAY KEEFE!!!! #ngl my guy looks way too put together to be on the run in the forbidden cities #i know elves are supposedly all super pretty and fit beauty standards but like.. #is his life in danger or is he doing a photoshoot??

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POV: You and your sister have just managed to trap your evil older brother in a hive meant for troll babies. Trouble is, it's now starting to fill up with yellow goo, and he's screaming at you through the glass to let him out.

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oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash

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whats your most controversial kotlc opinion??

Uhhh my most controversial opinion hmmmm probably that I genuinely like what Shannon has done with the the characters and I’m actually enjoying Fitz’s character arc (Ik some people think he was ruined for the love triangle and I get that but consider: unrelated character development that makes him more complex)

#i love fitz i dont understand the slander like???? #what happened to complex characters that change as the story progresses

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sophie kotlc's face painted over stanczyk by matejko

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sophie foster they could never make me hate you

#shes literally everythint u dont understand

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I have never drawn marella in my whole life 😓😓

#MARELLLLLLAAAAAAA

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LANA DEL REY Coachella 2024

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Dolly Parton has come to do a show in my town. We couldn't afford tickets, so me and my mom sold my stepdad so we could go.

It turned out that we sold him to Dolly Parton, she made him sing with her and then she gave him back.

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Some Arturo slander this fine day 🫶

#fuck arturito all my homies hate arturito

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La Casa de Papel feat. @screenshotsofdespair

#i fuckinh love these #on my lcdp bullshit

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@nathanwpyle

I literally love this.

I couldn't stop laughing for 20 minutes.

No joke.

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When they're both traumatized overpowered teen by products of rebellions in a "perfect" world but one of them was given love and care from her family and not her peers and the other was given love and care by his peers but not family>>>

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"Im so normal about them" I am not, in fact, normal about them

#least normal thing i could say to be honest

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Vespera: We need a strategy. Of course, we could exploit their weaknesses...we need brutality. Show our willingness to violence, let them know we are a threat. A force to be reckoned with.

Gisela: My son will soon fulfill his legacy. We as an order shall make it our priority that he undergoes the necessary changes. You're correct Vespera, we need brutality and a situation desperate enough he will be forced to acknowledge his violence-prone instincts...

Fintan next to them:

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what if Bronte investigated the fires in the human world and discovered they were everblaze, but hid it from the rest of the council

I know that smell well enough.

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When the emissaries and I reached the site of the wildfires, it was clear to me that these were no ordinary fires. The flames burned a bright yellow, and the smell of burnt sugar pervaded the air.

For weeks after your ill-fated attempt to summon fire from the stars, the air in Eternalia was thick with it. I still remember how it seeped into everything. Furniture, clothing, skin. Even long after they extinguished the flames, the smell still lingered on every inch of your body.

Everblaze.

The emissaries didn't realize what it was. Alden and Quinlin are too young to know the smell of everblaze. They didn't watch your unstoppable flames sweep across the land, creeping closer to Eternalia with every passing day. They didn't see the yellow glow illuminate the night sky for all those weeks as our scientists worked to find a way to stop the flames.

But I recognized the fire instantly. I waited until the emissaries were occupied—a cognate exercise, I think, something involving holding hands and staring into one another's eyes—then knelt and sprinkled a little frissyn on one of the smaller patches of flames. They were extinguished immediately, confirming what I already knew.

You've lit everblaze in the human world.

Why? You know that this is a crime, Fintan. An act of treason. To travel to a forbidden city, violate the pyrokinesis ban, light the unstoppable flames that killed five pyrokinetics and nearly consumed Eternalia all those thousands of years ago—you would be exiled for this. Or worse.

It's my duty as a Councillor to report this. I ought to tell the Council what I saw, that everblaze is burning outside a human city, that the pyrokinesis ban has been violated.

But I can't. You served on the Council for hundreds of years. You helped countless people, elves and humans alike. How could you harm them now? Why would you betray our world? Foolish as it may be—treasonous as it may be—I won't turn you in until I know more.

So I said nothing. I stayed silent as the emissaries decided that the fires had been started by a human arsonist with chemicals. I hailed Emery and reported their conclusion to him. I scrubbed my skin raw before returning to the Council to keep them from smelling the sweet scent that still clung to it.

I wish I could ask you why you're doing this, but I know you would never trust me with the truth. You once might have, but when I left you to join the Council, you made it clear that that was the end for us. Since then, you've been distant. Courteous enough, but cold and detached.

So I'll keep it a secret. I'll rule it the work of a human arsonist, order Alden and Quinlin to stop their investigations, ban any other emissaries from going near the fires.

I can only hope that you know what you're doing.