I think I'm falling for you😳

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ok very important question: how do you pronounce the word “beloved” is it be-loved or be-luv-ed?

I commissioned this incredible art from the lovely @frroggy 🥺 (I just think sokka would really love long haired firelord zuko hehe)

I'm surprised I haven't been asked this yet, but "boomeranga naami?" is how you would ask "Where is my boomerang?" in Inupiatun.

We don't have a word for boomerang, so we'd just use it as a loanword. The -ga is possessive, without anyone else indicates as the possessor so meaning "my" in this context. Naami means where in the sense of asking where something is.

I think the sad thing about Azula's "my own mother thought I was a monster" line is that we don't ever see any memory of Ursa shaming Azula for her bad behavior. No insults, no needless yelling, no sudden attacks. Just correcting the behavior as best she can. She says "what is wrong with that child?" as an off-hand remark to herself, and as far as we know only Zuko (who's remembering this happen, not Azula) heard it. Shitty thing to say about a kid, admittedly, but it wasn't directed at her, it wasn't meant to be a scolding or internalized.

Azula grew up in an environment where she was led to believe an adult disapproving of a child's behavior isn't because they want them to grow up as considerate and respectful people. In her mind, adults only disapprove of children's behavior when they think less of them as people.

I wonder where she learned that.

The Air Nomads domesticated an equivalent to the ailanthus or eri silkmoth, which forms its cocoon in such a way that it can be harvested and live to adulthood. The Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation were introduced to this non-violent silk making, and the farmers would invite the traveling Nomads, who especially loved seeing the moths emerge from their unique cocoons.

After Firelord Sozin's genocide of the Air Nomads, it became illegal to raise such silkmoths or produce the silk and anyone caught with either (after a ridiculously short grace period) would be taken away and never heard from again. Planting the evidence of the moths or cocoons was considered by many to be an effective form of nipping sedition in the bud or eliminating political enemies. This gave rise to the term "the wrong kind of silk", a catch-all euphemism for contraband, often with the suggestion that whoever was found with it was set up.

The ban against the raising of these silkmoths was lifted by Firelord Zuko, and some Fire Nation citizens went on to seek out masters of this sericulture in the Earth Kingdom. They hoped to win the Avatar's favor, to see at least one Air Nomad visit their farms on his travels to see the moths, as newly unbanned poems, plays, historical accounts, and philisophical writings from before the War described. One woman came foreward and admitted that her family had been illegally raising the moths and producing the silk since the ban. Her great-grandfather Kuzon, she explained, aided his parents in the upkeep of the silkmoths themselves, the production of the fiber and maintaining the secrecy of it all. Generations' worth of stories about hiding, smugglers, and close calls made her very sought after by historians, but one contact she didn't expect was a still quite young Avatar Aang. He stayed in touch with her family for the rest of his life

mothers be like "i love you for who i want you to be!"

deleting dating apps because i want to meet someone the old fashioned way (i get cursed into an old woman and barge into your moving castle where i proceed to make myself as the new cleaning lady and you’ll exploit me and i’ll cut up all your suits to teach you)

ian mckellen directed these movies actually

🌧 suki in the rain for @zukkaclawthorne!

i.d. a digital colored drawing of suki from atla. she is wearing her kyoshi makeup and armor, looking forwards with a smirk. her body is angled to the left, one hand holding a fan in front of her and the other behind above her head. blue light comes from the top left and highlights her form amidst scattered raindrops. the red eyeshadow and white makeup is half washed off the side facing the rain. end i.d.

really starting to undestand old people these days. i love laetters. love packages. terrified of my email inbox

i'm sitting on my bed reading. it’s almost midnight. it’s summer. my window is open and the cool wind is blowing. it's cloudy but i can see the moon shining through the clouds. the crickets are very loud but very soothing. my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. the feeling never goes away. everything is quiet and i'm at peace.

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katara: “and then i said to sokka, no, sokka, seal jerky would not taste good with that - ”

aang, in his head: “yeaaaahhhh i stopped paying attention to what you said a long time ago because i got way too distracted with the sound of your voice and the way your nose scrunches when you laugh like that and how your eyebrow quirks up when you’re about to say a joke and how we could be sitting on this couch all day, just you and me, doing absolutely nothing, and i’d still be the happiest person in the world.”