A scene from "The weaving road home" by ✨purplesky24✨
c0mm piece for @/e_l_skye 💖 on twitter
"Does she know?"
Jillian stepped away from the window to face Ava.
"Who? What?"
Ava motioned towards the outside.
"There's nothing to know."
"Been there, done that," Ava replied with a grin. "Wouldn't recommend it."
"… What?"
"Denial, doctor Salvius."
Jillian studied her and scoffed lightly.
"You're young, Ava."
"… And stupid?"
"And brave."
"You're helping us save the world too, you know. What's the worse she can say?"
"That she's a bride of Jesus Christ awaiting judgement day…?"
Ava pulled a face.
"Yeah, I hadn't considered that one… But what's the best she can say?"
Jillian looked out again.
She smiled.
Beatrice: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes?
Ava: It's for Carl.
Beatrice: Why are you making pancakes for a Tarask?
Ava: He doesn't know how.
bein able to reblog posts of deleted tumblr accounts is absolutely the best feature here
its feels like dragging a corpse around through a bacchanal along with its legacy
Tumblr 896 CE, colorised
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
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You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
