Avatar headcanon: removing someone's bending via energy-bending doesn't turn them into a normal non-bender. There's something missing - it leaves a (metaphorical) hole.
I think there'd be a spiritual effect and also physical ones. For example, I think an ex-firebender would feel the cold more and have poor circulation, an ex-waterbender would dehydrate quicker and their injuries would heal more slowly, etc.
I just like the idea of there being consequences to energy bending; it shouldn't be something that you can do lightly.
(I also don't think it'd be possible to give bending to someone born a non-bender. Their body/spirit isn't 'equipped' for it, for want of a better word.)
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im like a little more than halfway done with book 1 of atla (i think im on ep 13?) and honestly im not really a binge watching kinda person but i am. MEGA invested and just fascinated and i love the music and the animation ough. this just in: show that is good...........is good.
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hey bestie working on a fic, can you give me a couple images of engagement rings you think are pretty? asking several mutuals so I get varied results
Hey bestie, you asked for some pics of engagement rings I think are pretty so here they are.
As you can tell, there's no really rhyme or reason why I chose these rings. I just think they're all pretty. I really do like some of the more simple rings as well, but I'm just a sucker for unique ones that have had thought put into them.
I may be a goth at heart, but I sure love me some pretty rings. That's just the monkey in me; gotta steal the shiny things/j, but yeah I like pretty things. It's a nice contrast to the dark and weird things I also like.
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Linked Universe fic WIP - story game!
The group sat in a circle around the campfire, comfortable after a hearty dinner.
“We should do a storytelling game!” Wind suddenly suggested.
“How does that work?” The champion asked curiously.
“One of us starts by telling a line of a story, and then we go from person to person and add to it,” Wind explained with a wave of his arm. “It’s fun!”
Sky smiled over at the smithy. “Why don’t you start?”
Four brightened significantly at the offer. “Sure! Once, there was a person known as the Hero of Men. Legend stated he had been gifted a sacred sword called the Picori Blade.”
Wind jumped in before Four could continue. “Yeah, the Picori Blade! It’s a magical sword that can shoot fireballs the size of mountains! And you can pick your teeth with it too!”
Four bristled. “That’s not—”
Wind laughed heartily, clapping Four on the back. “Oh relax, it’s a game, remember? Besides, Picori, picking, they sounded similar enough—”
Four’s face was steadily growing redder, and he looked like he was about to go off while Wild giggled at Wind’s joke.
“Let’s move on to the next person,” Sky inserted. “Smithy got us off to a great start. So, the Picori Blade was given to the Hero of Men and it can shoot fireballs. Champion, I think you’re next in the circle.”
Four settled with a calming breath as the offending addition by Wind was diplomatically left out, and Wind eagerly looked at Wild to continue the tale. The champion eagerly continued the legend, and Twilight had to smile at it all. He looked at Sky especially, happy the younger hero was able to smooth ruffled feathers so easily. In a group as variable as theirs, that was a crucial gift to have.
Twilight was startled out of his musings when Wild elbowed him. “Your turn, silly!”
Oh. Wait, what had Wild said? “Uh, yes, and then everything changed when the bokoblins attacked.”
Everyone stared at him, and Twilight felt himself blushing. “Haha, I guess I might’ve missed the last part… what did you say, Champion?”
Wild rolled his eyes. After repeating himself, Twilight added to the tale a little distractedly before letting his mind wander again. He wondered how much longer they’d be in this particular Hyrule, seeing as it had been almost a month. He rubbed absentmindedly at the old, mostly healed wound on his side, a parting gift from the Shadow in accompaniment to the realization that it could shapeshift. The wound rarely bothered him at this point, but it still acted up like any other newly scarred tissue.
Eventually the wild tale ranged from the Hero of Men defeating evil to dancing in his boxers in the rain and then being cursed by an evil cuccoo (Sky was distraught at this) to never be able to dance again. It took an even more tragic turn when dancing was required for a dungeon puzzle and the Hero of Men could only remove the cuccoo curse by wearing Princess Zelda’s most cumbersome dress and twirling while whistling Zelda’s lullaby. At this point, Twilight wasn’t even sure how it had managed to get this insane or who added what part, but he was laughing nonetheless.
When the great cuccoo curse was lifted and the Hero of Men danced triumphantly and obtained the Triforce of Courage, Time decided that was a good enough ending for the legend. The conversation eventually shifted, steering towards more serious topics. Matters of the Shadow, his abilities, and his motivations became the primary topic, and everyone was heavily engrossed in it.
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crackling fire
my parents once taught me
to be careful, not to play with fire
but having big fun is a key
and burning things is my desire
i'm shameless, i couldn't care less
from the beginning i was a rebel
for fun i wear bloody wedding dress
and i'm waiting for the apocalypse bell
don't underestimate me, don't fall in love
cause i would burn your soul if i'm cold
and i would bask in these flames above
and then i would shine bright like gold
there isn't an arson i couldn't commit
i have fire in my heart red as Mars
you shouldn't have played with it
now you gonna get ugly burning scars
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