MEL&MIGO

Tech : *deep sigh*

He takes a step toward the console, steeling himself— —and brandishes his sword at the new figure waiting for him there. They are leaning on the far wall, patiently waiting, like they were content to be noticed in Hunter’s own pre-flight preparations. A half-mask obscures the lower part of the person’s face, but there is no missing the narrow, calculating eyes under the brim of a Fire Nation hood—or the gleam of a long staff slung across their back. Hunter hadn’t noticed them at all—no sound, no hint of a presence until Hunter sauntered up to them at the hangar’s control booth. Whether they have been lying in wait the whole time or has just arrived on silent feet, Hunter doesn’t know.  This rattles him—more than anything else that has happened today. “Leaving?” The figure’s voice breaks the silence, shattering the hopeful quiet nestled inside the airship behind Hunter. The figure’s tone is masculine, coiled, almost like a snake. It matches the gait of his stride as he steps forward and out of the shadows.  Hunter, meanwhile, takes one step backwards, still with his sword pointed at their antagonist. “And without me?” the man goes on, like he is genuinely disappointed. He steps further into the ambient, electric light of the hangar, revealing more of himself. He wears the armour of the Fire Nation Army, but custom-fitted and modified—lighter for mobility, painted in shades of charcoal and black rather than the standard crimsons. But more concerning than anything else is the flicker of actual flame that dances around his right hand like a living glove. He has it held low at his side, and small tongues of fire curled between his fingers, ready to be unleashed. His eyes are a stormy dark grey. One of them is marred by a crossed scar over his right eye. Hunter’s eyes narrow as he makes eye contact. Yet he breathes his next word, heavy with equal parts relief and sorrow. “Crosshair.”

Art by goatbloodddd (Instagram)

From The False Herald, chapters 5 & 6. Written for @clonebang 2025.

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[WIP]

“I still remember the day we took our thanksgiving photo, even it was my first thanksgiving. I’m so glad I saved this so I can remember that day.”

{A/n}

Just some line art of an old Liberta Family photo wishing a happy thanksgiving 🩵🩵🩵 And baby Robin!!! 🥰🥰

(Still needs to be finished but I couldn’t help myself! 😆 Also happy late-Thanksgiving from me to everyone in the mainland! Thanksgiving for me was yesterday so whenever my family calls from there, I basically have 2 thanksgivings 😂)