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kitkatperce · 1 day
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"aang is such a pussy for not killing ozai"
"aang is the creator's self-insert"
"kataang is rushed and forced"
"katara and aang feel more like siblings to me ://"
"aang is a misogynist"
"kataang is just male viewers self-insert fantasy"
"aang is selfish"
GUYS. GUYS. HES TWELVEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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kitkatperce · 2 days
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Hey, Tumblr. Guess what. Relationships are defined by the people involved in them, and that's that. If people say they're friends, then they're friends. If people say they're dating, then they're dating. If they say it's a secret third thing, then that's what it is. Someone else's relationship isn't for you to decide.
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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yeah unfortunately i blew up when i saw this. im like in chunks right now😞 TEHY NEED TO DIE!!!! in the best way possible
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how the van scene went for ME
(got inspired by this post)
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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can I get a job as an editor but the only thing I do is correct when someone uses the word "prone" when they mean "supine"
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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the good bacteria in my stomach talking to the bad ones
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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Last week I accidentally took an edible at 10x my usual dose. I say “accidentally” but it was really more of a “my friend held it out to my face and I impulsively swallowed it like a python”, which was technically on purpose but still an accident in that my squamate instincts acted faster than my ability to assess the situation and ask myself if I really wanted to get Atreides high or not.
Anyway. I was painting the wall when it hit. My friend heard me make a noise and asked what was wrong—I explained that I had just fallen through several portals. I realized that painting the wall fulfilled my entire hierarchy of needs, and was absolutely sure that I was on track to escaping the cycle of samsara if I just kept at it a little longer. I was thwarted on my journey towards nirvana only by the fact that I ran out of paint.
Seeking a surrogate act of humble service through which I might be redeemed and made human, I turned to unwashed dishes in the sink and took up the holy weapon of the sponge. I was partway through cleaning the blender when it REALLY hit.
You ever clean a blender? It’s a shockingly intimate act. They are complex tools. One of the most complicated denizens of the kitchen. Glass and steel and rubber and plastic. Fuck! They’ve got gaskets. You can’t just scrub ‘em and rinse them down like any other piece of shit dish. You’ve got to dissemble them piece by piece, groove by sensitive groove, taking care to lavish the spinning blades with cautious attention. There’s something sensual about it. Something strangely vulnerable.
As I stood there, turning the pieces over in my hands, I thought about all the things we ask of blenders. They don’t have an easy job. They are hard laborers taking on a thankless task. I have used them so roughly in my haste for high-density smoothies, pushing them to their limits and occasionally breaking them. I remembered the smell of acrid smoke and decaying rubber that filled the kitchen in the break room the last time I tried to make a smoothie at work—the motor overtaxed and melted, the gasket cracked and brittle. Strawberry slurry leaked out of it like the blood of a slain animal.
Was this blender built to last? Or was it doomed to an early grave in some distant landfill by the genetic disorder of planned obsolescence? I didn’t know, and was far too high to make an educated guess. But I knew that whatever care and tenderness and empathy I put into it, the more respect for the partnership of man and machine, the better it would perform for me.
This thought filled me with a surge of affection. However long its lifespan, I wanted it to be filled with dignity and love and understanding. I thought: I bet no one has hugged this blender before. And so I lifted it from its base.
A blender is roughly the size and shape of a human baby. Cradling one in your arms satisfies a primal need. A month ago I was permitted to hold an infant for the first time in my life, an experience which was physically and psychologically healing. I felt an echo of that satisfaction holding my friend the blender, and the thought of parting with it felt even more ridiculous than bringing it with me to hang out on my friend’s bed.
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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Nia
that woild be cool asf.
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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@meeyow4419 canr send this to you for some reason so im just gonna tag you😞
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how the van scene went for ME
(got inspired by this post)
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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another take of this meme but with tht one foaming guy & aang
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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A great subtle feature during Aang's conversation with the past avatars occurs in the background. The past live's are in front of a black-and-white scene. It is easy to say that their thinking is in black and white, which is not what Aang needed to understand. He could only find the color and variation within himself/around himself
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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Some blog recs?
no u are stuck with me
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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he doesnt NEED the height hes perfectly fine without it !!!!! he can use his airbending if he cant reach something anyway
im sorry but i actually love kataang’s height difference in the show and i think it’s one of the cutest things ever
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like idg when anti shippers are like “whY wOuLd KatARA like AANG he’s SHORTER than HeR!!1!1!” Like ok
??? And ???? it’s fucking adorable. yeah I know eventually he gets taller than her in the comics when they get older but idc, let me have my short king Aang <333 the fact he’s shorter than her when they get together is so real to me and no one can take cartoon!kataang height diff from me
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kitkatperce · 3 days
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so you mean to tell me that THIS little guy possesses the power of a GOD??? THIS is the face the entire world was depending on??? you mean to tell me that the AVATAR has wide grey eyes filled with wonder and whimsy???
and do you mean to tell me that THIS face mastered the elements and defeated the fire lord in under a year’s time??? saving the entire world??? wild
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kitkatperce · 4 days
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when the really good fic ends up having a slow downfall and decline in quality yet you still continue out of hope and curiosity until that one nail in the coffin moment that makes you completely drop it
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kitkatperce · 4 days
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doodles
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kitkatperce · 5 days
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i put a bunch of hearts wverywhere cuz they would put a bunch of hearts everywhere when it goes to each orher
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got too silly. the letters actually say smth (read aangs then kuzons) penpals
pretend kuzons letter doesnt say “whatd you get in trouble for” and instead it says “what chores do you have to do?” im too lazy to edit it
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