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not-kat · 1 month
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another redraw from the distant past
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dinsicle · 1 month
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Kyoshi you thought you were what??? 🤨🤨
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marsreds · 2 months
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the live action atla making me want to go back and expand on all the half-formed ideas i had back in the day and also clear out my inbox...
yes, this is mostly about azula and zuko and the incredible, but only implied arc that's in there
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What's weird is that Lily somehow views bloodbending as a peaceful solution. I'm not making this up.
Seriously?
That's soooo... stupid.
But also on brand for her.
I mean, in TSR Aliana violated people's free will and personal boundaries every day, and it was framed as the "perfectest solution to all problems that have ever existed."
So a bending style that let you physically hurt and violate other people and their free will, being portrayed as the "correct and peaceful solution" fits right in with everything else she's ever produced.
Unrelated, anyone else find that incredibly concerning?
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kyshiwarrior · 2 months
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          A   STUDY    OF   JET   FROM  AVATAR  THE  LAST  AIRBENDER .       /      QUOTE   BY  ANNE   CARSON   (Translator), Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides  
[   why  does   tragedy   exist?   because  you   are  full   of   rage.     why   are   you   full   of   rage?    because   you   are   full   of   grief.    ] 
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awakefor48hours · 1 year
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I'm still so thankful that Netflix bringing Avatar back to their catalogue mainly brought in a lot of Zukka shippers
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akaiiros · 2 years
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everyone needs to start getting into bleach really fast so i can fckn talk to someone about it
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annabelle--cane · 4 months
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does the tma tumblr fandom know about the madness that seized the tma tiktok fandom (specifically the cosplay side) in the ~month after the finale released? I can't remember the exact order of events, but it went something like
week leading up to the finale: lots of oliver banks cosplays. makes sense, with The End and all that.
the day of the finale: people must have been sitting there already in costume with their cameras and lighting set up to listen to mag 200 when it dropped cause there were some really quite spectacular videos set to dialogue from it within about fifteen minutes.
the next week: cursed cosplays. I think it started with another resurgence of catboy elias (always a favorite), then something Happened to everyone because it immediately moved on to things like the calliope, ex altiora, the daedalus space station, jon's rib, the billboard from mag 74, the metal pipe, jane prentiss's ashes, the blanket (of "never did anything" fame), the homophobic vase, the bag of teeth, the beetle wife, and, my personal favorite, the man upon the stair who wasn't there. most of these were extremely detailed and high quality.
for maybe 18 hours: in-universe in-character avatar discourse. arguments about whether people should reveal that they were avatars in the apocalypse on the first date. it immediately got out of hand, people started satirizing certain kinds of prejudices that it was Not their place to, and almost everyone deleted their videos about it by the following morning so it vanished like a collective fever dream.
three weeks post-finale: the magnus carchives au. they work at a car dealership now.
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lily-orchard · 30 days
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Lily Orchard's Writing Directory
The Sith Resurgence (Available, Complete)
A rewrite of the Star Wars Sequel Trilogy to be about sapphics and recovering from trauma, with a dash of anti-imperialism.
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The Sith Resurgence - Main Story
Two Loving Mothers - Post Story Oneshot
Scent of Engine Oil - Incomplete Follow Up
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The Sith Resurgence was co-written by Mikaila Orchard
The Sith Resurgence was abandoned while Scent of Engine Oil was being written due to overwhelming harassment from racist trolls.
Anevay Darkflare - Horde Champion (Available)
A series of oneshots and smaller stories about the Horde Champion, the player character of World of Warcraft.
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Collection
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Horde Champion was co-written by Mikaila Orchard
Horde Champion eventually ceased due to no new ideas and both myself and Mikaila moving on.
Scars (Available)
An original story about two kids growing up together, one of whom being gender non-conforming, and the close bond they share.
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Refuge
Plan B
Iris & Kiera (Available)
A story about two sisters. Iris Morgan, a mute doctor of behavioral psychology, and Kiera Morgan, a punkish engineer. The two sisters have an inseperable bond and cherish each other more than anything.
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Vignette Tag
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Discretion advised for people who get squeamish from extremely affectionate siblings.
Hand In Hand (Available, In Progress)
A novelisation of the Baldur's Gate trilogy, focusing primarily on the deeply affectionate friendship between Gorion's Ward and Imoen
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Hand in Hand
Avatar Niva (Available)
A series of vignettes about a flightly, cowardly Avatar and her older sister.
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Vignette Tag
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Discretion advised for people who get squeamish from extremely affectionate siblings.
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hadeantaiga · 2 months
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I don't like the post about how "Adult Harry Potter fans should be over it by now", not because you shouldn't be "over" Harry Potter for various reasons, but because it specifically says adults should be over it because it is "children's media".
This is literally the "adults enjoying children's media" website. Avatar: The Last Airbender is having a huge resurgence. We all went crazy for Encanto. Despite your opinions about it, there's a huge Steven Universe fandom on Tumblr.
Don't shame adults for finding solace in children's media.
Shame them for choosing to continue engaging in a piece of media that materially benefits a transphobe, who then turns around and uses that vast fortune directly funded by Harry Potter fans to donate to anti-trans laws in Britain.
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loopy777 · 2 months
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I can always tell when the Avatar fandom is seeing a resurgence, because even if I didn't see everyone posting stuff about it, my 'The Two Ursas' essay always gets a corresponding burst of Likes. I can be all, "Ah, the AtLA fandom is seeing a 3-Ursa-likes-a-day popularity. You can't kill us!" Or, "Wow, the fandom has been pretty dead, I only get 1 Ursa-like a month these days!"
(But there are statistical anomalies. Sometimes I'll log on to a dozen new likes and scroll down to see which Big Name Fan reblogged one of my posts.)
It's good to know that hating the comics is an evergreen topic. I was worried I'd have to watch NATLA and write a scathing essay about (*shakes magic eightball*) how Momo's mischaracterization reflects the lack of understanding in the showrunners for the original material and why this makes them awful people. Gotta stay relevant, after all. Otherwise, people might not read the fanfic I'm not updating fast enough.
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marsreds · 2 months
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*shows up seven years later holding an outdated meme* yo ✌
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I've been watching Avatar the Last Airbender since it's original debut on TV and was always so excited when they'd replay it.
It seems every few years there's a resurgence of people who are either coming back to the show or finding it for the first time and it always brings such fun.
When I watched it as a kid I didn't understand that Aang and Katara were love interests until it was blatantly explained on screen and I just accepted it as fact. (Side note: I didn't have trouble understanding the relationship between Jet and Katara, Sokka and Yue, or Sokka and Suki)
When I watched it a bunch in middle school everyone was going off about Zutara (Zuko and Katara)and how the chemistry was there. I couldn't disagree really, so I hopped on the band wagon. (There was also Aang and Zuko which I really liked because they're each other's foil but I didn't really have anyone to talk to about gay stuffs so it got left in the dark.)
Towards the end of highschool I noticed that it was popular online again and the newest ship that everyone was talking about was Zukka (Zuko and Sokka). THIS is the best ship to ever come to my attention. I can't get over it. It's just so lovely.
I mean, I'm also a lover of the whole gang is a polycule trope. It makes me happy.
What was this post going to be about again? I feel like I got de-railed...
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onigiri-dorkk · 2 months
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I'm BACK!! This time, I wrote a Zutara one-shot to celebrate the Netflix live action ATLA series -- specifically the scarf scene!
The last time I wrote for this ship was the first time I ever wrote fanfic in 2008 when I was 14. It felt meaningful to write them again at 29 with new inspiration from the resurgence of ATLA and Zutara.
I wrote it heavily inspired by the live action show, but with their animated personalities. I hope you enjoy!!
Here is a link to an important fan art by @AzeHearts that made me jump into writing this!
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I got hit with the double whammy Avatar: The Last Air Bender resurgence and the release of Coral Island and the result is me making an earth bending oc off of my funny little farmer character.
I haven't had Tona for long but I would die for her. All I know is that she's a farmer and built like a brick shit house. She likes foraging and can make a mean tonic to get rid of that tummy ache that has been plaguing you.
Coral Island screen cap under the cut for reference:
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thepaperpanda · 2 years
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𝓓𝓪𝔂 8 - A Concept Of Desire || Khonshu x fem!reader
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Summary: In the wake of centuries of longing, Khonshu realizes that the girl who works with his avatar, Jake Lockley, is responsible for rekindling his hidden desires.
Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v, hair pulling)
Word count: 1757
Author: Rouge
A/N: the prompt for today is: Hair Pulling orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish
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The concept of desire was defined as a psychological force that ultimately fabricates a need, a craving, or lust, most commonly and aptly associated with a sexual longing.
Khonshu's situation was no different. He could say with great certainty that nearly all males have experienced this torment. The unbridled desire for sexual pleasure ran through his veins. A burning sensation in Khonshu's stomach, a reminder of the hunger he could not satiate, the thirst he could not quench. Khosnhu sometimes felt woeful - he always thought he was above the basic human instincts, the primal needs that people eagerly sought. Yet there he was, engrossed in his own desires, centuries old longings still unfulfilled.
As you walked into the bar each week to meet Jake Lockley, 8 pm - his nostrils flared, his pulse soared - physiological reminders of Khonshu's desires and cacoethes.
This week was no different, Khonshu was at the bar, invisible to all but Jake. The week was like all others that came before, that evening was no different; but when you and Jake locked eyes like you did those many moons ago, the fire in Khonshu resurged - he was never to have you as you were just a mortal being, but he couldn't deny his inner desires, burning himself like a blazing fire, his imagination running wild as his glance moved along the curves of your figure.
You were a smaller woman, you were perhaps 160 centimeters tall, but the heels you wore were so deceptive - and Khonshu realized with astonishment that he was quite attracted to women of smaller stature.
The shoes paired perfectly with your seductive black, garter leg wraps. The tight leg straps highlighted your healthy skin, your perfectly toned legs flowed into a stunning red-velvet corset-dress that hugged your bust and curves perfectly. He looked up at your matte, red lips; your smoky eyeshadow highlighted your beautiful Y/E/C eyes, which transported him to a place of ecstasy, a realm of euphoria. In a way, it was as if you had fallen from heavens and reminded mere mortals what it would be like to be sculpted by the Gods. Beauty is, and forever will be in the eye of the beholder, Khonshu reminded himself.
Khonshu knew that lust could last for months, years, even centuries. In spite of this, his passion seemed to have been brewing for only a few weeks, five, maybe six - when his mind was torturing him, he lost track of time. Despite not brewing for that long, his concoction of lust was explosive and effervescent. 
Thoughts of the good, the bad, and the naughty whirred through Khonshu's mind as a sense of controlled panic overcame him as he finally locked onto a more clear-cut image in his own subconscious and plunged into his own imagination as he remained trancened by your hypnotic gaze.
If Khonshu were mortal, he would love nothing more than to sink his inquisitive fingers, adventurous tongue, and plump lips between your legs.
With his venous and vascular hands, Khonshu would stroke one of your breasts, kissing the trail from your navel to your abdomen. Besides twirling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he would wrap his lips around your other nipple, flick it, and swirl your areola clockwise with his tongue. After incorporating some teeth, Khonshu will continue ascending towards your neck. Your hair would be brushed aside in a loving and caring manner. Khonshu would nibble on your earlobes while moaning and whispering in your ear; sweet nothings and dirty talks echoing in your ear canal.
Taking another deep breath, Khonshu reabsorbed himself into his vivid imagination once more after a brief lapse in concentration as he listened to your conversation with Lockley about yet another target. The god was thinking about the morning after.
It would be heaven spooning you. His cock would be squeezed between your legs tightly due to its stiffness and fatness. 
You would send shivers down his spine as you scratched his abdomen with your velvet, red, and freshly manicured nails. During the time that his lips would feel comfortable on yours, the veiny ridges on his cock would stimulate your pussy, allowing your tight, little, sweet-nectar slit to do its job and coat his hardened shaft with your slick wetness. Khonshu would gently pull back your hair, a good clump in his tight fisted hands; he would tug at it harder and harder if you didn't protest. The stout lips of his mouth would trace the back and side of your neck as he kissed you, once again whispering sweet nothings and dirty teases - what he was going to do to you, how he was going to enjoy you and your gorgeous body.
Khonshu would detach his hips from you after a while to angle his body to tease the slit with his swollen cock, already glistening in his pre-cum. In slow motion, his digits would explore every curve around your waist, rubbing your clit occasionally as well. "Do you think you deserve this?" Khonshu would whisper softly into your ear. Determined to get as deep as possible, he would pick up your smaller frame and throw you passionately onto the bed again. While your legs rested over Khonshu's broad shoulders, he would kiss down the inside of your thighs. His one hand would be placed at the base of his shaft, angled downward to push his cock inside you slowly, while his other hand would be placed on your clit to rub it gently.
He would push deeply into your pussy, then trace his fingers up your neck, wrapping them around it possessively, before leaning forward to change the angle of penetration and pushing even harder. He would reach up and grab a handful of your hair. By wrapping it around his hand and holding your hips in the other, he would drive his dick into your waiting pussy. After pulling out his shaft, he would slap it on your pussy lips, which would elicit a grunt from your parted lips. A delicious, wet echo would emanate from Khonshu's hefty cock in harmony with your beautiful slit.
Khonshu would then turn you over and push you to your knees. Pushing your head into a pillow, you would try to muffle the whimper of pleasure as he again slipped his length into you. Khonshu would lean forward to yank his arm around your waist, to play with your nipples, as his torso rested on your arched back. In the process, he would grab your hair and pull it tightly into a ponytail, causing you to roll your eyes while a moan escaped your lips as he pounded into your pussy from behind. Khonshu would pull your hair harder the harder he thrust. You would try to escape the position for a pleasure so primal and intense would overwhelm your body, setting a knot in your abdomen that was so tight it was only a matter of time before it snapped. You would be drawn to Khonshu by his hand in your hair, hardly tugging. “And where do you think you’re going, Y/N?” He would groan angrily. “Better be a good girl and stick your ass more to me, otherwise I’ll have to rip your hair off.”
His lower torso would smash into your magnificent arse as he grasped your hip tightly with one hand. He would use his hands not only to compliment each thrust and pull you in deeper, but also to create red handprints on your ass. Khonshu would pull at your hair and spank your ass occasionally. Whenever you tried to lay your chest on the bed, he would tug on your ponytail, urging you back into a position that would allow him to penetrate deeper into your pussy. 
The urge to release his load would tighten his balls and make his cock twitch.
Your moans would become louder. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" You would plead.
Having no choice but to obey his desires, the dam would be broken and his cum would be released; his seed filling your pussy, dripping from your body when he pulled his cock out.
After the intercourse, Khonshu would cuddle your face against his chest.
Khonshu's reverie was interrupted by Jake's thick accent, "Khonshu? Are you even listening?"
The Egyptian God of the Moon tilted his skull head slightly, looking at Lockley. "Could you please rephrase that, Jake?"
As Jake frowned, he put his hand on his gear lever as the idiot driving in front abruptly braked. “Por Dios, ¿y ahora qué te pasa?”
Despite not even intending to reply to Jake, Khonshu asked simply, "What was your question again?"
After Jake parked the limo in front of his apartment, he turned off the engine and placed his arm around the headrest of Khonshu's seat. "I was wondering if it would be okay if Y/N stayed here for a day or two. Since we're working together on that guy, it would be easier, you know, ol' bird."
Khonshu poked Jake with his beak on the shoulder. “You can trust me when I say I have no objection to Y/N visiting us, my friend. She might stay as long as she needs to."
The frown on Jake's face deepened; he could not persuade Khonshu to let him bring a girl into the apartment for a date or just a friendly meeting. The situation is dangerous, more for her than for us, Khonshu would argue. Jake pulled the keys out of the ignition switch, asking, "Since when are you so willing to let extraños into nuestro apartamento?"
Khonshu shrugged his shoulders in response, exiting the car quickly. "If we want to deliver the vengeance soon, we've got a lot of planning to do."Jake watched the tall, lanky figure enter the apartment and disappear into the darkness. A smile spread across Lockley's face. In spite of being Khonshu's avatar and not much else, he knew things. It was little known to Khonshu that Jake was able to sense god's true, hidden feelings, especially those that were so intense. The smirk on Jake's lips did not fade as he stepped out of the limo to join Khonshu. In order to complete the job, Jake was willing to do whatever it took to lure you into his apartment. In addition to planning, this was also a way of releasing Jake’s own male greed. Perhaps Khonshu would also be able to make use of his hidden lust.
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