#more at eleven

[muffinlance]

I saw your “Zuko brings home two dragons and becomes fire lord” story (it was awesome :3). But what if Zuko got hurt somehow and the dragons went apeshit. (Cause they’re friends right?)

(Continued from this prompt.)

Hakoda’s fleet set sail six months ago. Fire Lord Ozai was assassinated in the middle of his own war council, by his own son, two months ago. The Earth Kingdom contacted Hakoda three weeks ago, with the proposal for a joint operation.

The new Fire Lord is traveling his lands, securing allies—rooting out opposition—in the wake of his regicide. A source close to his inner council, one concerned by violence uncommon even by the standards of Fire Nation nobility, leaked his travel schedule. Much of it is by sea.

They skirt the blockade to the South, between shifting glaciers. They work their way north, flying merchant flags. They strike at night. The deck crew is easily overtaken. Understaffed, even. Suspiciously so. But if this is a trap, it’s one they’ve already sprung. And if this is the work of the same traitor that sent them the prince’s schedule and ship plans, then Hakoda won’t waste the opportunity.

“Wait,” he whispers, as Bato catches a startled servant from behind. The kid is young. In his nightclothes. Freshly scarred by his nation’s own fire, in a way that doesn’t say good things about why a young child would be coming out of the Fire Lord’s own cabin in the middle of the night. Wide gold eyes stare at Hakoda over the top of Bato’s muffling hand. 

“Son of a—” hisses Bato, as quietly as a man can, when a child has just bitten his hand. The kid keeps struggling as Bato pins him against a wall. Hakoda shoves the Fire Lord’s door open, and—

Is greeted by an empty cabin, with mussed sheets, still warm from their occupant’s departure.

Hakoda steps back into the passageway, and crouches down to the kid’s eye level. “Easy; we aren’t here to hurt you. Where’s the Fire Lord?”

The kid glowers at him. “Did General Bujing hire you?” 

Footsteps down the companionway herald a much different general’s arrival. “That would be telling,” says Fong. “Excellent work, Chief. We’ll take it from here.”

…Facts click into place, and Hakoda does not like what he’s left with.

The kid is the Fire Lord. 

The Fire Lord is barely thirteen.

And Hakoda is realizing how much of their intelligence on the monstrous patricidal new Fire Lord came through Earth Kingdom channels, and how many details Fong did not find pertinent for the Water Tribe’s easily recruited Chief to know. 

“I think we can keep one kid contained on our ship,” says Bato, who also saw the cell General Fong had specially prepared. It had seemed a reasonable cruelty, at the time.

“I’ll bite you again,” growls the Fire Nation’s tiniest despot, not helping.

There’s a tense moment as Hakoda’s men, finished securing the ship, gather around him. Just as Fong’s men are gathering around him.

“Very well,” the general concedes, with a smile Hakoda no longer finds affable.

* * *

The new Fire Lord is a man of his word: he does, indeed, bite Bato again.

* * *

It’s dawn on deck. They hurry the prince off his own ship, partially to get away from Fong, and partially to move the boy past his dead countrymen as quickly as possible. The kid’s face had been—

Hakoda had not expected to find the new Fire Lord so young. But it’s even more of a surprise, somehow, to find that the new Fire Lord cares. Not all of the kid’s crew are dead. And it wasn’t the plan, but… Hakoda orders them left that way. Sends his own healer over to save as many as possible. 

“You didn’t use your fire against us,” Hakoda comments, as they stand on his own ship. Fire Lord Zuko’s eyes are fixed on the triage happening on the next deck over. But he takes a moment to look up at Hakoda, and finds a shade even paler than white to turn. 

The healing burn over his own face was a partial answer. The look on his face gives Hakoda the rest. 

“Good,” Hakoda says, even though the kid hasn’t said anything. “Fire shouldn’t be turned on people.”

“Fire is life,” the boy says quietly, in some kind of agreement. He turns back to watching his crew, his people. Those of them that can be saved. 

Hakoda knows that feeling. Has stood that watch. 

It’s dawn, so a streak of red in the sky can go unnoticed for quite some time. Blue as well, as the morning’s colors fade. Until both are rather too close to be ignored. 

Exclamations spread among the crew. He can hear them from Fong’s ship, as well. But it’s the cheering on the Fire Lord’s ship that sends the first chill down his spine. 

The new Fire Lord is barely thirteen. And he hasn’t been scared at all during this; not for himself. 

Hakoda realizes again just how little he knows about the new Fire Lord, just in time for two dragons to land. The blue one dives into the water. It barely makes a splash, but the force of water its titanic body displaces sends his ship lurching under his feet. It surfaces again, the great coils of its body wrapped around all three ships. It’s like something from a drunken sailor’s yarn about sea serpents; the kind that shouldn’t have left any witnesses alive to tell the tale.

The red one lands almost daintily, its four feet touching down on the only ship it doesn’t care about sinking, like a polar bear-ferret perched on a too-small rock. The rails of General Fong’s ship are forced down nearly to the waterline, his crew scattering and shouting. 

Two heads the size of a god’s dreaming loom over Hakoda’s deck.

The boy next to him huffs. “I’m fine,” he says. And then he looks up at Hakoda, with that same confidence he’s had, even when he was tackled by strange men in the darkness of his own ship. 

“The war is over,” says the burned child, with the force of two ancient dragons behind him. “We should negotiate.”

…Hakoda negotiates.

(Read more prompts || Longer ATLA fics || Original works)

#What Zuko Thinks He Is Saying: okay this was an awkward start to international relations but you’re here now so let’s talk? plz? #What Hakoda Is Hearing: My dragons sure look hungry don’t they. better talk fast chief <3 #World’s Tiniest Most Sincerest Fire Lord Continues to Strike Terror in All Adults He Interacts With #More at eleven #Avatar The Last Airbender #atla #Zuko #Hakoda #Hello Dragons Here

[audiblehush]

Listen, I’m on the “I’ll believe it when I see it” train with all these inconsistent S3 rumors because 1) LOL the fucking Sun, people, really?! and 2) “Well, the friend of my friend said… and they’re really reliable! Trust me!” 🙄

But even if it all ends up being true: I’ve already seen a handful of great posts talking about no, it’s NOT actually harming Colin’s character, thanks, and would make a lot of sense from what we know about where he’s at mentally so far - I’ll try not to rehash stuff they’ve already argued really well… and probably fail once i get going 😬

But I would also like to throw out that canonically… Book!Colin ALSO had experience prior to his relationship with Penelope?? Not to rakeish levels, but yeah, he had sexual encounters with women… That he then specifically mentions as meaning NOTHING once he compares it to what he has with Penelope because with her there is actual LOVE built over YEARS of INTIMACY.

And since Show!Colin is markedly younger than his book counterpart, it would make sense that this is something he is exploring, whether the initial choice is through coercion from his brother(s), or because he is curious, or… whatever he reason is?? It doesn’t matter??

He’s YOUNG. Being young means being curious about sex! It often means learning over time the difference between mere physicality vs intimacy. Learning about sex can be messy, confusing, wonderful, terrible, mediocre, not what you thought it’d be, etc etc etc.

Regardless of if we’re taking about Penelope OR Colin: Context is everything and WE. DON’T. HAVE. ANY. YET.

Penelope has her own coping mechanism for what she’s dealing with on her own throughout the show with LW; why is Colin any different, whether that’s drinking, tea, sex, etc? He’s clearly exploring different aspects of himself and finding what appeals or doesn’t appeal to him. And that’s normal!!

The IRONY of people claiming they’re furious at Colin treating women like sex toys… when that’s exactly how some people view Colin for Penelope. He is more than a prop for her! Their whole story is that they choose each other after years of self discovery and recognition of each others true selves… ALL of their past experiences included.

Even if the rumored second instance is true… 1) it would clearly be used as a way to prove that he’s miserable and NEEDS love and Pen and intimacy and 2) characters make mistakes... often ones they learn from. Pen has made her fair share of poor choices, too. Colin has and WILL make mistakes because that is what interesting, developing characters do, yet y’all act like he is unforgivable for being given his own plot scenes. He is NOT just there to have sex with Penelope!! He is a character outside of his romance with his own struggles to grapple with!

Also, please be real - this was SO NORMAL for men during this era, especially at his age! Why are MODERN DAY AUDIENCES acting so fucking scandalized?? One or two instances doesn’t even make him a real rake, ESPECIALLY if it’s being framed as him realizing it isn’t what he ultimately wants! Why are you even watching this show if something like this is so offensive to you?!

If all this ends up being accurate (which again, I doubt), I will admit I’ll probably be picky about how it’s handled… but I’ve always felt that way about this pairing in the short time I’ve been in the fandom.

But I NEED people to chill the fuck out until the season actually airs. You’re lambasting something you HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN YET.

#bridgerton #polin #colin bridgerton #BREAKING: HEALTHY AND CURIOUS YOUNG MAN TRIES OUT SEX IN ERA-APPROPRIATE FASHION #MORE AT ELEVEN #I did not get out of Catholicism to be seeing this pearl clutching in a SMUTTY REGENCY SHOW #take your great value Christianity purity culture and GTFO

[castieldelamancha]

eileen and cas having a conversation using asl and dean walks past where they are sitting and cas does what he always does in those moments, follow dean with his eyes and every ounce of longing in his body until he is out of sight and when he looks back at eileen she is clearly trying not to laugh and having some mercy on cas she tells him he was just signing completely gibberish to her and cas' realizes that he actually didn't stop signing while looking at dean

#they were sharing stories about their past and all of a sudden cas is giving eileen a quick ted talk about how to spread butter on bread #more at eleven #destiel #eileen leahy

[dark-elf-writes]

ok but bucky eventually showing up and seeing harry, this scruffy underweight little guy who is physically incapable of not picking fights with MUCH MUCH bigger guys then him, and immediately getting vietnam flashbacks to him and steve as kids in brooklyn

basically i’m saying both harry and steve have chihuahua energy, just steve now has the muscle to back it up

Bucky, head in hands: You are five feet tall and a hundred pounds soaking wet you cannot run your mouth like that

Harry, who can go toe to toe with Loki magically and squares up with Odin on the regular: But consider, I can I have and I will again frankly.

#the elf talks #harry potter #mcu #feral chihuahua man with enough power to fight several gods loose on the city #more at eleven

[sevenspoonfulsofsugar]

they're in LOVE

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd spoilers #breaking news: local ofmd fan found dead from severe emotional damage #more at eleven #goddamn do you see that eye acting that vico's doing #jim jimenez #vico ortiz

[someonefantastic]

man, these spot the difference games are getting harder

#just rewatched this ep and this is all i could think about #WHY is he so wet #greasy vampire boy feral and back from hell #more at eleven #btvs #angel btvs #skipps speaks

[sasster]

Boogie were u ever part of the church? We know Thanat was... Did you guys join together, or was that an adult venture of his?

"I was! We started off in the same sect when we were itty bitty."

>He pinches his fingers about an inch apart and pitches his voice to exaggerate his and his twins itty bitty-ness.

"Original sect was a wash, though. And very small. And also! They didn't respect Nan's boundaries, so something had to be done about that."

>Then he closes the distance to simulate.. Flattening? Perhaps? Destroyed?

"Thanat thought we might entertain separate sects from then on, but we were very young when all of this happened."

#termia #roetrolls #askter #toddler has a meltdown and destroys your sect because you touched his brothers shoulder #more at eleven

[the-mjolnir-owner]

Tumblr thinks the comics r too sexy

#anonymous #more at eleven

[liverpool-enjoyer]

you think YOURE lonely??? i had a dream where i finally had a boyfriend n woke up with crushing sadness 😎

#it was actually rlly weird cause it was a soccer player that i like but not like THAT much #felt like i stole my friends man cause one a my homies has a huge crush on him 😭😭 #but yeah woke up v sad #what else is new #more at eleven

[tau1tvec]

Yeeeeeah... he ain't takin' it well...

#man with traumatic childhood petrified of having children of his own #more at eleven #the sims 4 #ts4 #sim: aex

[asheanon]

✨ Live Snoot Boop Report ✨

This just in. Snoots have been booped! 🐾

Lorien doesn't quite know what to make of all this snoot booping. Seems a little funny. He isn't sure if he should feel flattered or insulted! His snoot is very special. Not to be booped by a mere coddling boop. It should be booped with the utmost pride and affection.

Mina appreciates any and all boops! In fact, she seems to be the only one of the bunch that is just happy to be here in Boop Town, USA. She and all of her Friends are out and about, still accepting more snoot boops!

Branson and his rather commendably-sized snoot received quite a few boops! To his utmost chagrin, he was the snoot-booping favorite! Needless to say, he is now in hiding. Lorien feels oddly jealous him, despite his conflicted feelings on the matter.

And last, but not least...

All of the snoot boops Sal has received...

Were happily and regrettably, at times intercepted by he. Every single one. At least, for now...

#Hallelujah #snoots have been booped #thanks for tuning #more at eleven #🐾 #(and the 🐌 is doing their best to return complimentary boops as well. No man left behind.) 💕

[blujayonthewing]

thinking about... the thing where I've always been plagued, if not paralyzed entirely, by guilt if I draw Anything without giving equal attention to Every Other Possible Thing because all my art is dnd related and everything I don't draw is connected to other people whose feelings might be hurt about it getting neglected, and how I felt that way before my dad one time said it hurts his feelings that I never draw my bard from the campaign we were in together

and I've thought about that happening a lot and from a lot of different angles but I'm only just now considering 'hey if my dad is the one who ended up justifying that frankly unreasonable fear then maybe it's no fucking wonder I have it in the first place'

#kid who grew up with two(!) parents with deep and incurable Takes Everything Personally Disease #turns into an adult who's stressed to inaction by the idea that literally anything she might ever do WILL hurt someone's feelings #more at eleven #anyway I've listed and counted every PC in every campaign I'm in/ have been in and it was in the 70s so eat my whole entire ass actually #also my dad was the MOST checked-out in most sessions of kethri's campaign so-- again-- eat my whole entire ass actually #at least I actually LIKE my character and playing the game but sorry I'm not performing it well enough for you I guess #ANYWAY feeling guilty because I don't draw [my PC from a specific friend's campaign] [specific friend's PC] [etc] enough #has never made me draw those things more #but it HAS made me draw a lot of other things a lot less 🙃 great jeorb!! #about me #my art

[juh-wasnt-deactivated19691231]

can i just

say

grrruaauuaghhh

#more at eleven

[babygirlificationn]

A friend of mine got me a drawing tablet for my birthday so now i can draw on my laptop 😭😭 Im honestly still getting used to it but its so much fun! It even has a timelapse function!!

#what i will probably never get used to it is how shit the colours i draw on my laptop look with on my phones screen. #like is there a way to minimize this difference #and also how do i know that other people's screens don't make my art look ugly #more at eleven #anyway #first image is with effects and shit second is without. idk which one i prefer #the owl house #fanart #the owl house fanart #hunter the golden guard #hunter fanart #hunter the owl house #possessed hunter #hunter #digital art #art #my art :D #this boy has gone through every single haircut known to man in one episode #thanks to them #dana terrace #timelapse

[dark-elf-writes]

When Shikamaru is done delivering the most audacious statement ever made by a child, he hears a giggle from behind him and twists around in his dads arms just to see big blue eyes staring up at him because the person that woke him up was yelling at naruto before he got dunked on by a four yr old Bambi

The sight of Shikaku holding multiple sleeping children while going about his usual business isn’t exactly a new one. Most tired kids seem to flock to him (probably because he is almost always holding his own sleepy-eyed son whenever the boy decides that it’s nap time) but the fact that the second sleeping child is the demon brat and anyone who stares too long is subject to to two generations of the Nara Glare™️ (one of which from the tiny child they swore was just asleep)definitely raises some eyebrows.

Shikaku, for his part, doesn’t seem to mind the extra weight in his other hip, and was caught more than once pressing his face into wild blond hair like he did his son’s mussed ponytail. When Hiruzen gave him The Look (which frankly had never been effective against him anyway and was even less so now that he sired a tiny sass machine covered in fawn spots with the most judgmental doe eyes) Shikaku only shrugged and nodded down to his son who was already stirring to unleash on another adult.

#the elf talks #naruto #baby fawn shika tells the Hokage to fuck himself. #more at eleven #shikaku covered in sleeping children is such a great mental image #both Ino and Choji have definitely come to him for sleepy cuddles but he’s also carried around Shino and Neji more than once #just because their parents have brought them to Shinobi spaces between jobs and what not #look I like the idea of this man getting drooled on with a straight face

[butane-muses]

// NULL, MEET NOTHINGNESS // @monmuses, continued from here.

JUST THE SAME, the Servant didn't expect to come to so quickly, nor so suddenly— at least, not face-to-face with the dust in as dark a room as this.

On that note, the things she could make out didn't look too pretty... tables left sideways, dusty open boxes, odd-looking squarish containers (if they even were containers)... and were those a couple glowing jars?

One thing was certain– she was pulled here, right from the Throne. Her gut feeling told her that this was Japan, but this didn't feel like any present day she knew... and for that matter, it was certainly no Edo. Before she could think of an answer, though, the sensation of another presence led her hands to the hilts of her swords.

She could feel her eyes focus rapidly as she made her assessment– humanoid body, jacket and dark pants, sharp green lights along the body and ankles. Atop those, a helmeted face with a tassel hanging behind it, its visor glowing inquisitively in the same color. The reflections upon them from some nearby window-light told her what parts that weren't glowing were all made of metal...

Of course, all this had to have flabbergasted her quite hard, as the Servant soon stammered on her own:

"...What? Do I have something on my face, or why do you keep looking at me like that? Never seen Japanese clothing in Japan before?"

It gave her all the more reason to sigh loudly in relief once she actually heard this person respond. Such an eloquent voice...! With what she could hear from their accent, their Japanese was also perfectly fluent— no less, an equally perfect excuse to respond in kind.

"Well, I'll be~!" the woman giggled. "For someone whose face I can't see, you're pretty polite. So, if you aren't against helping a rather clueless lady out... I'm getting that this may be Japan, but where the heck is this place?"

#( have a seat! ) // ic. #( chatting by the fire ) // rp. #( blades of convergence ) // miyamoto musashi. #( swords of legend still hold cutting edges ) // musashi and genji. #monmuses #(( wandering swordswoman gets caught in a null sector investigation #more at eleven