In ages past the Avatar rose unbroken, cycle after cycle, nation after nation. From water to earth, from earth to fire, balance was kept though the Nations would falter.
In the days before our glory, the Avatar was Rwoh, Of stone and soil, yet even she could not shield the world from decay.
Then was Anakin born, the destined flame. He who was raised from bondage, chosen by the Emperor’s wisdom The truest son of the cycle of Fire.
Yet envy stirs in barren hearts. The Air Nomads, who cloaked themselves in secrecy, whispered rebellion. They plotted war and in their secret halls they bent unlawfully—
Severing spirits binding what should not be bound daring to wield the forbidden arts.
When their treachery was revealed the Emperor’s hand struck swift. With righteous flame, the Nomads were struck down.
Upon Mustafar’s burning slope, the last heretic arose And was struck down forever.
So the burden fell to Fire: to guard what is fragile, to kindle what is fading, to temper what is wild.
My life I give to my country. With my hands I fight for Fire and Avatar and all before them. With my mind I seek ways to better my nation. And with my feet may our Empire’s march continue.
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Happy one year to @sp4wnofch40s and I’s friendship, and our OCs!! I can’t believe I’ve actually made a friend online (and many others) but WOWZERS 🤩🤩🤩 it’s honestly so fun waffling with you about whatever ideas spring to our minds and theorise what’s gonna happen in whatever show we’re watching 🩵🫶
I haven’t been able to draw our OCs, Myra’se and Akila, for a while, and I miss them so much, so here’s a photo dump of these two goofs from the past year:
^ first drawing of Myra and Akila together I love these nerds so much
A smile played around his mouth and his dark eyes glimmered with amusement.
Omega was clutched by a wave of overwhelming and unexpected nerves. What would she say? How could she prepare them for the life-changing news she was about to deliver? She’d been so excited to tell them but hadn’t prepared the actual words! She just sat there, mouth open, but with no words coming out. She could only stare at him.
Hunter’s face darkened with worry, the smile and glimmer replaced by that focused expression Omega remembered from their days of running dangerous missions for Cid.
“Omega? What’s wrong? Are you alright?”
Omega blinked away the tears that had started to pool in her eyes.
“I’m fine, Hunter,” she said, her words thick with emotion. “Everything’s fine. More than fine.” She smiled despite her tears. “Where are the others? I need to tell you all something.”
Hunter’s face was still a mask of guarded concern, but she saw his eyes shift to look at something in the distance.
“They’re already on their way,” he said, eyes moving back to her as she wiped her tears away. “But Omega, are you sure—?”
“Yes, Hunter, I’m fine,” she said with a small smile. No matter how old she got, she knew Hunter would always be protective of her. They all would. And though she may roll her eyes every now and then when she thought they were being ridiculous, it was the best feeling in the galaxy.
“Omega!” Wrecker’s voice boomed over the comm, right before his beaming face appeared. “Why’d you leave without saying goodbye? When Hunter told us— Wait… Why are you crying? Are you okay?”
“Who do I need to shoot?” Crosshair said once he, too, came into view. “Just say the word and whoever made you cry will—”
“I’m alright, I promise,” she said, not able to hold back a laugh at her even more overly protective brother. “I just…I need to tell you all something. Something wonderful.” The three of them gazed at her expectantly. She took a deep breath.
The air is thin here, but it hums faintly with chi—fractured, dissonant, like a melody missing its final note. It grates at the edges of Hunter’s senses. The cold of the evening seeps into him, but it’s not the reason he shivers. Every instinct tells him this place should be holy, that the mountain itself was once alive with spirit. But now, it feels hollowed—emptied by violence so vast that even the air seems reluctant to return.
Echo moves past him, boots crunching over the track. He stops at the edge of the path, staring up at the ruin. His face is unreadable in the fading light.
It’s been an absolute joy working on these 3 pieces with you both, @talizorahs and @theeasternempress ! I hope they look incredible paired with the story! 🎉🥳
I genuinely cannot thank you both so much for your patience with me during this time 🥹🫶 Please go and check out helo’s magnificent story! They’ve done a wonderful job and deserve all the Kudos they can get! 🫶🩵
A flock of massive birds with wings that glint in the sunlight, feathers a shimmering mix of green and gold. They spiral through the sky with lazy grace, riding thermals that carry them higher and higher—much like the airship.
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Mine and @sp4wnofch40s smiling babies - this deserved its own post 🥹🩵
The idea was that Myra was performing at a festival or sumn’ and Akila saw her dancing and started actually smiling while he waved at her from the crowd 🥹
Very very short written post because oh sweet lord have I got a headache 😖
Inspo for Myra’s weapon/performance style below the cut:
Honkai Impact 3rd - you will always have an impact on my life 😩
Myra’s movement is heavily inspired by Ai Hyperion / Ai Chan’s battle suit in the game 🤩
