#abernant sisters

[curiousity-cell]

good luck babe but aelwyn abernant

#i am branching out in fandoms #LOL #fantasy high #dimension 20 #aelwyn abernant #adaine abernant #abernant sisters

[rabdoidal]

based on this post - who else, if not her? who else do i love like my sister? who else holds my shoulder? who else?

💫 kofi link in bio if you’re feeling generous 💫

#my art #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #dimension 20 #fantasy high #d20 #abernant sisters #fh

[lauren-nicole-art]

“It’s like me believing in you….which I do. Sometimes.”

#dimension 20 fanart #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high fanart #dimension 20 fantasy high #fantasy high junior year spoilers #fhjy fanart #fhjy spoilers #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #Adaine and Aelwyn #abernant sisters

[starful-emporium]

Brennan reminding everyone that the rolling for relationships isn't just romantic! Riz talking to his mom! gorgug missing his bio fam! ABERNANT SISTERS!!!!!!

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #brennan lee mulligan #riz gukgak #gorgug thistlespring #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters

[d20brainrot]

I'm so normal about them, I swear

Abernant sisters, I love you

#dimension 20 #d20 #fhjy spoilers #fantasy high #fhjy #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 fantasy high #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters #fantasy high spoilers #fantasy high junior year #d20 fhjy #dimension 20 fantasy high junior year

[jq37]

Your sister who you love so much (even though you’ve never shown it) asks you to be her sister again, her true sister, in deed not just in name. And yes, of course that’s what you want. That’s what you’ve always wanted and now that she’s shattered your defenses and destroyed the ones who would pit you against each other and died right before your eyes, how could you refuse? How could your answer be anything but yes?

So you go home with her, not the ruins of your perfectly posh prison, but a new home which provides love and care and bunk beds and it’s so so nice. Ridiculously nice. Sickeningly nice. And a small, sick part of you almost misses your old home (if you can even call it a home) because yes, it was cruel and awful and you hated every second of it but you knew where you fit. You knew what your role was. You don’t fit in here. Everyone accepts you because they’re all so nice, but they don’t know how to volley back your sharp words or find a hidden, “I love you” within an offhanded insult. 

And then your sister leaves to save the world again because that’s who she is. She’s the kind of person who goes out to save the world with her friends when she’s needed and you’re not. You’re not, not, not. Not on any count. You don’t save things, you destroy them. And friends? You have to allow yourself to be vulnerable for friends so of course that’s out. Your sister is 16 and she’s out saving the world for the third time and you, fully grown at 18, are a wanted criminal who hasn’t even properly graduated from high school. You can’t stop thinking about it and, without your sister and her friends occupying the house as a buffer, the ones who are left try to get you to talk about it so you make a rash decision, as you are wont to do. You leave, like a thief in the night. You can make your own way. You can. You’ll prove it.

You find a shitty apartment and pay for it with the ill-gotten spoils from one of your many exploits. You could probably pawn some treasure for more luxurious  accommodations–there is that chest of rubies just lying around–but you don’t. That’s not what you deserve. And what if your sister needs help later? You don’t have access to your parental funds anymore which means she doesn’t either. You know she won’t ask anyone for help–you wouldn’t. But someone has to look after her. You’re an abjuration wizard. You protect people. You protect her. No, that’s a lie. But you want to make it not a lie. You want to start now.

If you’re saving the rubies then you need a source of income. You narrow down your least villainous talents to try and find a suitable job and hit on teacher. You’re good at magic, right? So how hard can teaching it be? Hopefully not as hard as securing the job, which proves trickier than expected because, oh right, you’re a wanted criminal who hasn’t graduated high school. But you dip into your villainous talents once more and tell yourself it’s for a good cause. You secure the job. You’re doing it. You’re making your own way. 

You want to text your sister to see if she’s doing alright but you don’t want to intrude and you don’t want to answer any questions about what you’ve been doing because then either you’ll have to lie or explain that you’ve left again, right after you promised you’d be there. Both options make your heart ache, especially since it’s her birthday. So you wait until the house is empty (mostly empty–you’re never really alone in a haunted house) and enter the room you and your sister shared for too brief a time. You paint her walls with carefully rendered runes, filled with all your abjuration magic and stamped with your arcane mark. It’s a possessive bit of spellcraft. A selfish claiming of a climactic kill. You mean to make a different kind of claim. You are claiming your sister, as she asked you to months ago. You are telling the world that she will not be fucked with while you live. Your rooms were so close before. You could hear her. You knew every night she went to bed in the grips of a panic attack with no one to console her. She won’t have to feel unsafe in her own room again. You can make sure of that at least. 

The sun rises one morning and you know that means your sister is alive and well and coming home. You teleport to Falinel to make sure she returns to her favorite dessert. It’s worth the spell slot and the chance of being recognized. The tower where they kept you is long destroyed and you know that this time, if you were ever captured or even killed, rescue wouldn’t be measured in a matter of months. It would be days. Hours even if your clever sister and her powerful divination magic put things together faster. The thought fills you with more emotion than you know what to do with. You leave a note. “I love you,” you think. “Enjoy the nemesis ward,” you write. 

Practicing magic, as it turns out, is a very different skill than teaching magic. The children are loud and obnoxious and you don’t quite realize that maybe your expectations are too high between the hothouse you grew up in and your sister being the world’s greatest diviner, fullstop. You know you can always go back to the manor, but that somehow makes it easier to stick it out. You’ve always been taught that pressure provides the best results but there’s something about the security of a safety net that makes everything a bit more bearable. And so what if you have to take a second job involving a light criminal element. You’re only smuggling–that’s barely even a real crime.

Your sister who has saved the world thrice now, texts you and she wants help. She is looking to you for help. And you do your best to oblige. You offer your knowledge, you offer your rubies, you invite her over again and again. She sends you a text and deletes it. You’re not the diviner in the family but you drain your spell slots scrying for information you already know. Information that you'll hear from her own lips in just a few hours. “I love you.”

She finally visits and you’re not unaware of the state of your apartment. You know you’ve been too exhausted for an Unseen Servant or even a round of Prestidigitations but you know that your sister has seen your mind and there’s nothing messier about you than that. She teases you and you tease her back. She’s the only one who understands how to deliver a complement with a backhand so you can receive it without your skin crawling. The only one who knows how much tartness you need with your sweetness. 

Later, she visits again. She sits in your filthy apartment and you watch trash TV and it’s the highlight of your week. Your month even. That should feel pathetic but, somehow it doesn’t. You want to tell her. She deserves to hear it from time to time without having to filter out the layers of prickliness that you add as second nature, a layer of armor as ever present as your abjurer’s ward. You may not be able to handle naked sentiment but she can. You’ve seen her with her friends. How affectionate they are. You’ve always been taught that loose lips sink ships but you have experience with ship sinking and this prospect fills you with much less dread. You tell her and it’s awkward and fumbling but you manage. Maybe loving people isn’t so different from loving cats.

You have a new job which is perfect because the school year is almost over and, blackmail or no, you aren’t sure how many times you’ll be able to get away with casting Sleep on your class to give yourself a break. Honestly, you should have applied for jobs in Leviathan from the start. Why would pirates care about your sketchy history and lack of credentials? You could teleport yourself to Leviathan every day but that would be a waste of a spell slot when the door to the Compass Points is right there in the manor (and if your sister happens to be there too then hey, happy coincidence). While you’re there, you might as well do your laundry. And stay for dinner from time to time. And spend time with your sister in your her room where your runes stand sentinel and your old bunk lays untouched. You don’t think you’re staring but later, as you go to grab a snack from the kitchen your sister throws you a casual, over the shoulder glance. 

“You can just move back in, if you want.”

And would it really be that easy? Just like that? After a year of trying to make a point or a plan or a better version of yourself or whatever? Just like that? 

You remember a year ago. You and your sister and words that will be burned into your mind forever. 

“Despite the fact that you have not earned it, I do love you.”

Just like that. 

You say yes. You stay. 

#fantasy high #fantasy high spoilers #dimension 20 #d20 #spoilers #aelwyn abernant #you wanna hear something funny? #this was supposed to be a 3 paragraph post tops #I am boo boo the fool #adaine abernant #abernant sisters #i am back on my bullshit

[ewwww-what]

Do you guys think that Adaine and Aelwyn ever had tiny moments of solidarity in their young childhoods? Like a small glance across the kitchen table when their dad said something particularly uncomfortable at dinner, or a late night conversation in the kitchen that lasted a little bit longer than either of them really expected it to?

Like maybe Aelwyn would cast healing on a knee scrape that she most certainly was the cause of, or Adaine would make a quiet comment about a good test score she got to make her feel better about something. Maybe Aelwyn passively read up on calming panic attacks and anxiety episodes, while Adaine secretly wished she got to keep her sister’s old clothes as hand-me-downs. Maybe they used to hold hands when crossing the street, or did the dishes together, or smushed together on the couch so they could both read the same book.

I think that for as much as they have always “hated” each other, there have to have been moments where love seeped through. They lived in that house together, and as much as I know their experiences were wildly different, they both endured abuse and neglect at the hands of their parents. there has to have been some times where they aligned into some kind of more gentle understanding of one another even if only for a few moments.

#for all the hate and resentment there has to have been some love #love shown in very indirect and probably not very healthy ways #but love nonetheless #do you think in their teen years they see young siblings laughing and playing and ache for the childhoods they were robbed of #probably not #(I will never be normal or okay again) #if I misspelled aelwyn at any point please ignore it #fantasy high #d20 #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 #aelwyn abernant #aelwyn o'shaughnessey #adaine abernant #adaine o'shaughnessey #abernant sisters #adaine fantasy high #fh #txt post #god I hate them so much

[rebuke-me]

hi im gonna infodump about this because its important to me.

high elves in fallinell who have long hair. it's part of their ethereal beauty. hair down to their waist, their feet. it shows how long they live. the longer their hair, the more it grows, the more status they have.

adaine who has short hair, and always has. she's had it cut short for years. barely shoulder length. she's not a true high elf, not really. she questions things, she pushes back, she's an adventurer. she keeps it short, starts parting it differently. she's comfortable in her difference, not pushing it out of her face or trying to hide behind it.

aelwyn who starts with long hair, but has blunt bangs, a symbol that she's not quite the perfect elf. she's the picture of perfect elven sorcery. she's the perfect daughter. she cuts her bangs in the mirror to be a little more casual. from the beginning, she's not everything she seems to be. and aelwyn who cuts all her hair off. who was made into an adult before her time, who had to push and pull herself back together, who could control her hair. aelwyn who looked into the mirror and could only see her mother, even with the bangs. aelwyn who cut her hair and now only sees adaine in the mirror.

#aelwyn abernant #adaine abernant #abernant sisters #fantasy high #dimension 20 #d20 #fhjy

[intrepidbeans]

These two grown adults, one of whom is a whole man, are teenage sisters, your honor

I will be donating my artist’ cut of all sticker purchases from now until 12am EST on May 1st to Point of Pride, a scholarship-like program that provides direct financial assistance to trans folks who cannot afford their gender-affirming surgery

#dimension 20 #d20 fanart #dnd art #dungeons and dragons #fantasy high #d20 art #fantasy high fanart #d20 fhjy #fhjy #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters #brennan lee mulligan #siobhan thompson #fudgie the whale #meme #flash tattoo #stickers #fundraiser #protect trans kids #trans rights #point of pride #trans #nonbinary #intrepid heroes #intrepid beans

[alphabetsoupforamidnightsnack]

Adaine and Aelwyn Abernant, sharing a bunk bed!

I can just see Adaine starting lil fights by holding things out of Aelwyn’s reach, I can see it in my minds eye!!

@dimension20official

This is another ko-fi request!

#fanart #my art #dimension 20 #d20 fantasy high #fantasy high #d20 fanart #fantasy high fanart #adaine o'shaughnessey #adaine fantasy high #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters

[izzbeingchaotic]

the ingredients that wizards need for Fantasy High are truly insane

#fantasy high fanart #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #it izz art #call animatic

[angelwiththeblue-box]

WILD things happened in this ep

prev ep doodles | next ep doodles

taglist: @leelovessharks @joshkiszkashusband @blueskiesandstarrynights @genuine-possum @thedragonemperess @depressedtransguy @starchaserbaby (lemme know if u want to be added or removed)

#eli draws #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #d20 fhjy #d20 fantasy high #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #figueroth faeth #gorgug thistlespring #adaine abernant #adaine o'shaughnessey #fabian seacaster #kristen applebees #riz gukgak #lucy frostblade #yolanda badgood #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters #cassandra fantasy high #dimension 20 #ranart #my art #fhjy ep 9

[kermit-coded]

okay but consider. aelwyn providing adaine with info on kipperlily only for her to one day stop texting mid-conversation while adaine is in her room and adaine feels the nemesis ward suddenly just drop.

#soda speaks #d20 #fh #fhjy spoilers #d20 fhjy #fhjy #dimension 20 fhjy #fantasy high junior year #d20 fantasy high #fantasy high #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #abernant sisters #dimension 20 #dimension twenty

[janchovies]

(10/11)

#adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #angwyn abernant #arianwen Abernant #abernant sisters #fantasyhighlive #fantasy high live sophomore year #fantasy high #dimension20 #siobhan thompson #brennan lee mulligan #comic #Spotify

[starful-emporium]

Aelwyn went from not being there for her sister to having three little sisters....

she simply means Everything to me

#aelwyn abernant #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy #fhjy spoilers #kristen applebees #fig faeth #adaine abernant #abernant sisters

[ellesdoodles]

What actually kills me is the quiver in Aelwyn’s voice and the choice of words when she talks back to her father.

“She’s just a baby. She’s still so young”

Because those are the words of an older sister that never really had the chance to protect her sibling no matter how much she would have wanted to. The words of someone that is so suddenly aware of the absurdity of the situation and.

Someone who is looking at their sister and seeing the child that her parents refuse to see. And her voice is breaking as she tries to stand up for Adaine for the first time and as she fails to protect her once again.

Adaine and Aelwyn are just kids, they’re still so young. And it breaks my heart.

#I am so unwell about the Abernant sisters #thank you Brennan for fleshing Aelwyn out like that #you did rip my heart out though #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 #fantasy high #d20 #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #Abernant sisters #elle rambles