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hooplessh · 2 years
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Song for our Daughter by PrioritiesSorted
Chapter 29: Lin X (172 AG)
As she walked along the west beach, Lin wondered if Tenzin had picked this spot just to make her uneasy.
We're here, gang. They're talking to each other.
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Exile (fluff)
It wasn’t her birthday. 
It wasn’t their anniversary. 
The Water Tribe didn’t do master ceremonies like the Air Nomads did, so it wasn’t that anniversary. 
Even she didn’t remember exactly when she took her ice dodging test, so there was no way for Lin to even know. 
There was not a single interesting thing about this date on the calendar. 
So why, oh why, had Lin exiled her from their home?
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hooplessh · 2 years
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X-Files Kyalin cause I'm crazy
Lin: Is that why we are going out there? To search for UFOs?
Kya: 👽
Lin: Yeah this is gonna sound real great in my field report Kya....
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Master Katara on vacation with her grandchildren, Toph, Opal, Korra and Asami, in the Legend of Korra Free Comic Book: Beach Wars, releasing in Dark Horse Comics-affiliated book stores on May 7th, 2022.
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Language of Flowers
Chapter Three - You're Just So Cool
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hooplessh · 2 years
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When all the different Lin ships unite to cry about the Linzin break-up.
Check out this post for visuals and this fic for the feels.
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Made this little snippet. No real reason
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Kya: You need to be more careful! Lin, who was dragged into Kya's issue: Careful? CAREFUL?! I'LL CAREFULLY WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT-
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Everytime I listen to The Mad Ones soundtrack I rmember how FUCKING AMAZING the Mad Ones soundtrack is and am never disappointed.
If you haven't listened to it. I highly recommend. CW for grief and car accidents
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Standards
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hooplessh · 2 years
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Just in case anyone missed it, the thirteenth and final chapter of soft landing was uploaded yesterday. I’m still open to suggestions for an epilogue chapter. If you have any ideas, feel free to send me a message!
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hooplessh · 2 years
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hooplessh · 3 years
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Me: my otp is Kyalin, i love it, i live for this ship. Nothing gives me more serotonin.
Also me: *favourite fanfic is a long ass Linzin au*
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hooplessh · 3 years
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I did a short comic from @toastweasel ‘s story “Brave Solider Girl, Come Marching Home”
You shoul REEEEEEEALLY GO READ IT!! READ IT!
I love this story more then myself… which is alot. Yes, i love myself.
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hooplessh · 3 years
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How do you fall back in love with life?
clean your room.  clean space, uncluttered space, space that doesn’t have miasma clinging to it can work wonders.  clean the dishes.  sweep.  take out the trash.  peel the clothes off the floor and wash them, and then actually fold/hang them.  take a long shower.  scrub behind your knees.  brush your teeth.  (this can be utterly exhausting, but try to get it done in a day, if you can.  the end result is worth it.)
pull out your notebook.  it doesn’t need to be a new notebook, but preferably one that you don’t usually write in, or that you haven’t touched in a while.  fuck moleskins.  the yellow legal pad will work fine.  sit in your room, or in the park, or in the library, and write a list.  count clouds.  describe all the colors that you see, and note patterns that arise.  sketch the cracks in the walls.  note the shape light makes when it enters a space.  talk about what the air tastes like, smells like.  what sounds are there?  even the white nose, break that down: air planes, fans, cicadas, anything.  remind yourself that you are sitting in the middle of a space brimming with detail.  remind yourself that you are not in nothingness and emptiness.  your world is fathomless.  it has potential.
drink cold water and try to eat something that isn’t processed.  it does not need to be fancy.  buy yourself an apple with the change between your couch cushions.  eat it outside.  if you’re someone who walks, walk somewhere afterwards, just to stretch your legs.  take your fucking meds.  remember that its a good thing that you are inside your body.  your body is a fantastic and endlessly intricate machine, and even though society has smacked a bunch of poisonous ideas on it, that doesn’t change its inherent worth and splendor.  take care of it.
read a novel.  underline your favorite lines, and write phrases that twist your heart inside your chest on the back of your hand with an ink pen.  read a novel like it’s poetry.  read poetry, something decadent but unpretentious.  watch a movie you haven’t seen before.  if there are free art galleries near you, walk through one.  take your time.  let yourself bask.  if there are patterns in what makes your soul ache, write those patterns down – marbles arches or soot crumbling bricks or dandelions or descriptions of dresses or whatever it is, write them down.
your chosen family is important.  remember, they picked you as much as you picked them.  the love has no obligation.  it is given freely and it is given from a place of compassion.  you are not a burden.  if you need to breathe, take a minute by yourself and just exist, but remember to go back to your people.  when they need you, listen and be gracious.  always be gracious.  the universe sometimes remembers things like that.
listen to new music.  link jump on youtube or related artist jump on spotify or ask the chap beside you in the cafe what their favorite band is, and listen to that.  listen to something that you don’t usually listen to.  we tend to tie up a lot of memory with music.  we are falling in love again.  the soundtrack needs to be specific to that.  
allow yourself to indulge in romantics.  press flowers in old books.  play movies with subtitles and mouth the words.  dance in your room.  wear something that makes you feel good, even if you wouldn’t wear it in public.  write your chosen family letters, even if you hand deliver them.  write poetry, even awful poetry.  revel in its awfulness.  eat dark chocolate and when your chosen family want to go out, try to go out with them sometimes, even if its just to the market.  
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hooplessh · 3 years
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I’m in the middle of an eight hour drive home with my family and my brother just caught me writing fan fiction, i’m ready to die now.
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hooplessh · 3 years
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Could you draw Lin and Tenzin laughing hysterically at an inside joke and Pema getting a little jealous;)
HEllo!! i’ve gotten a few similar requests in the past for in inside/ dirty joke, if its you, i’m sorry i never got to it >_< i tried but don’t know any dirty/ inside jokes asdfghjk
I have, however, thought of something and i’m hoping y’all will like it, teehee!
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i am (slowly) making my peace with pema & how linzin ended ... i swear... ok noT yeT BUT IM TRYING
(ily, you soulmate baby nerds i just want you guys to be happy and laugh-y 4ever, Especially YOU, MS LIN BEIFONG)
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