Love is hard when you're young

hell0lala:

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18. Snooze

Appa and Momo snoozing. Wanted to draw something of them after that sad sad episode. 😭 precious little babies

lily-s-world:

Me: Wow, the Netflix ATLA was better than what I expected. Indeed, it felt too rushed, probably because they were asked to do only 8 episodes like everything in the platform; but they were still able to capture the feeling of the original, and it was an enjoyable show. Not to mention the effects, those were so well done, especially Zuko fire kicks, I loved those.

Me: *checks internet opinions*

Me: Oh… I’m supposed to hate this adaptation.

laoih:

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We know what it means to be on our own.

AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER (2024)

Anonymous asked: "Kataang 1"

secretsecrettunnel:

This one turned out much longer than I expected so I’ve put it below a cut. Enjoy.

“Can I kiss you?”

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He’s smiling at her and she can’t help but smile back, the corner of her mouth quirking. She continues to stand, her fingers now worrying at the end of her still damp braid and she can see the confused tilt of his eyebrows as he stares at her.

novaneondream:

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They’re kinda the moment

dezmondmyles:

being in a fandom long term: urrrrrrrrrrgh not this shitty argument again we’ve covered this

mei-lingere:

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i believe in beefy aang reality

Kataang 100 Drabble: Spirits

secretsecrettunnel:

Prompt: Spirits
Words:100


It was probably the rice wine talking. Or maybe the clear floral smelling liquor that had been sweet on her lips but burned a path down her throat.

“You have very pretty eyes.”

She feels the deep rumble of his laugh through his chest. His puff of breath is hot against her cheek. Her head feels heavy and his shoulder is an inviting pillow regardless of its sharp angle.

“You smell nice.”

“You smell drunk,” Aang replies as he cups Katara’s cheek and tips her head up, their gazes meeting. He smiles at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

erindrawsstuff:

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i’ve been rewatching og avatar and I just really love these guys :,>

Anonymous asked: "whatever - cultural differences (for kataang) please! "

secretsecrettunnel:

Send me a “Whatever” and I’ll write whatever you ask for

“So… this was normal back then?”

“Back when I was a kid? Yeah, it was. At least for my people,” Aang shrugs and the silk of the bed sheets ripples beneath him. She gently slaps his shoulder at the movement and clucks her tongue.

“I still can’t believe you’re letting me do this,” Katara answers, shifting slightly from where she is straddled over his hips.

“I trust you,” Aang murmurs, his head falling back into the comfortable crook of his arms. The once hesitant movement of her hands is now a strong rhythm as she presses pin pricks of ink into his skin.

“Still,” she says, dabbing at his skin with a rag to take away droplets of blood, “it’s a little bit strange. I could be writing anything on your back.”

“You wouldn’t though.”

“No, you’re right,” Katara laughs softly. “Just my name, like you asked.”

“Getting married wasn’t something everyone did,” Aang explains drowsily, the tapping of the needle lulling him to sleep. “Not everyone could… the nuns… monks. So they did this. To have someone’s name on you forever… there was no going back.” There is a long moment of silence and Katara is sure he’s fallen asleep beneath her until his sighs and peers at her blearily over his shoulder. “I want to do it to you one day. I love you.”

Katara smiles, her eyes staying on the blossoming tattoo beneath her hands. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”