FALLEN / PRINCE

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I have moved Lu Ten to my MULTI!

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I'm thinking about moving Lu Ten to my multi but....

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I just love to edit Luhan golden eyes | please don’t reblog! 

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it’s been a month already again wtf I suck 

[fyeahluhan]

Luhan in Fighter of the Destiny’s First Trailer

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fireloved·:

She looked at him with an amused face, eyebrows raised. “What do you mean? I’m only being hospitible.” came her reply, warm smile following it. “You’re my family, I would do nothing less for you in my home.” with that, she patted his cheek lovingly before turning away. “Besides, who knows how well you’ve slept these years. Rest up then we can head for the capital in the morning. I’m sure there will be a ship docked here.”

                 the smile returned to his lips when she touched his cheek gently and he felt as if he could let out a relieved sigh. It has been so long since he felt at home since he actually felt SAFE but here? right now? he felt safe, he felt at home with her near. She was like a mother to him, she raised him when there was no real mother -- she treated him like her own child and he could never word how much that meant to him. 

                 ❝hmh...❞ lips were pressed together for a moment. ❝War leaves its scars, mentally and physically❞ he then replied with a slow nod. Hand raising again to press against his chest, suddenly aching so badly again. ❝It will be nice to sleep well ... FOR ONCE❞

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dienli‌:

It was usually late, and in the presence of tea, that the two friends opened up about their lives; that, in itself, was not surprising. The news was. As usual, it took Rei a moment of true concern to process his sarcasm and smile faintly, measuring out facial expressions in careful doses. Ozai may be Lu Ten’s uncle, but these rich people didn’t always seem to have normal family connections to one another, certainly not when hundreds of millions of dollars were factored in.

“What does your dad think? He can’t be happy that you’re being excluded; you’re his legacy. You need to know what’s going on in these board meetings.” She paused, scouring her memory for corporate law and coming up nearly empty. “Something’s definitely going on.”

                 ❝he thinks it’s good that I am not too involved yet, I am sure that he still thinks I am TOO YOUNG or unexperienced❞ a shrug rolled off his shoulders and he pressed his lips together for a moment. His Father trusted him, Lu Ten knew that but ... he still wanted to make sure that he was living a normal life, that he would be able to be NORMAL. ❝surely, he thinks that I will have enough time to get to know the business, to get to know WHAT TO DO in times of trouble ... and after all, Grandfather doesn’t seem to be unhealthy, he will live many more years❞

                 he was sure of that. Azulon was healthier than ever and he did not seem to even THINK about passing his crown to Iroh yet and thus -- Lu Ten did not have to be prepared for running the business. Quietly, he began to stir around in his tea, gaze lowered to look into his cup for a moment before he raised his head again. ❝but you are right... something is going on, I don’t know WHAT, though...❞

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FIIREDIED  ➡️ LEGATARIIUS

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ameliorenous‌:

with the war finally over katara felt like she could finally BREATHE. for so long they’d been running practically nonstop in pursuit of teachers, of missions and ANSWERS that might help them defeat the firelord. now that it was over, she found herself a bit at a LOSS. sokka had already taken upon himself to go be with suki, her father and the others returned to the south pole, but, katara… she didn’t quite know where to call HOME anymore. so she’d opted to stay with zuko, under the premise that she’d care for his wound, the one he’d gained when he was trying to save her from his sister’s lightning. donned in her blue robes, she might be in the fire nation, but she is still a PROUD water tribe woman, she makes her way into the hall. she HADN’T realized other’s were in there, but before she could duck back out, someone had been calling out to her. she blushes, friends, WERE they friends? she’d FORGIVEN him, but that doesn’t automatically mean that they were… but then he’d taken the bullet for her, so to speak, so… ❛ —— in a manner of speaking… YES, i’m katara. ❜ she studies the man for a moment, brows furrowing, he looks sort of familiar, ❛ you’re IROH’S son, lu ten, right? it’s nice to FINALLY meet you, your father’s said so many great things about you, ❜ the little waterbender offers him a soft, but bright smile.

                 his head bowed in a respectful manner, she seemed to be nice. There was nothing bad about her and he was sure that he would get along with her - a nod of his head at her question. ❝I am❞ was the reply he gave her. Oh, how PROUD he was that he was Irohs, son, that he talked about him even though, he was GONE for so long ... there was a redness coming to his cheeks at her words, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips, gaze lowering slightly. ❝he did? how nice of him ... while I was gone, I missed him dearly and obviously, he missed me too❞ it was a nice thought, really. Even when he was one, presumed dead -- Iroh never forgot about him. ❝you went on a great adventure, I heard the stories of the Avatar while I was in the Earth Kingdom, I yet have to meet him, though -- and Zuko too, we did not have the time to talk yet, sadly but I am happy to have met you now, Katara❞

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@fireloved

“Great~” Ursa replied, giving him a knowing smile. Of course he would agree to rest, who could say no to the mom look? “I have an extra futon I’ll lay it out for you.” and with that, she left his presence to retrieve said item and set it nicely – just as she was taught in her youth. 

“Oh?” she paused in her work at the mention of the masks, hands hovering over the futon as she smoothed out the blanket. “Ah…. yes. I got the chance to work with the theatre troop here… I left my original set in the palace.” she paused. Bringing that up really did cause a bit of hurt feelings to spike. “But once I got enough wages saved up, I had a new set made.” she returned to him as she spoke, looking past him at the masks he touched so delicately.

                 he turned his head when she returned, she did so much for him already and -- he did not know how to thank her. She always had been like a mother to him, ever since she came to the palace she was there for him and never did she let him DOWN. ❝that sounds lovely❞ he replied quietly, slow nod before he retreated his hand from the masks, turning to look at her fully again. 

                 ❝oh... you didn’t HAVE to prepare all of this for me now...❞

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honeydreamt‌:

“I…don’t know for sure.” Ursa said after a moment of thought. Really, she couldn’t think of any possible outcomes. Ursa had always been one to think a few steps ahead, planning out every move she made … perhaps her years in isolation away from the capital really affected her thought process? Shaking off anxiety from the unknown, she returned to the table and sat down. “I do know, however, that Zuko has your father … and if Zuko is smart, he’ll follow his advice.” 

“But, for now, why don’t you get some rest? You look more weary than I could imagine.” she suggested, giving him a look that said boi u better follow my suggestions. 

                 another nod of his head. Zuko had Iroh and Iroh had Zuko. They would complete each other just like Lu Ten and his father did when they were still one. ❝rest? I --❞ he wanted to say that he did not need any but the look on her face made it obvious that he should not say no - so he let out a quiet chuckle. ❝hmh... wonderful idea❞ and he got up from his seat, gaze wandering around her little home. 

                 ❝these masks... are they from Love amongst the Dragons? you still like theatre?❞ he asked, hand raising to let fingers brush ‘gainst the masks on the wall. ❝they’re beautiful❞

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honeydreamt·:

Ursa was quick to push down the doubts she had over Irohs’ status – that was a kicker, even if he was rather … old … now, she was sure he survived everything that was thrown at him. She stood to gather the dishes.

“I can assure you that he’ll be overjoyed.” came her reply, pausing to give Lu Ten a firm squeeze on the shoulder. “But I doubt he’d accept an apology when I’m sure he is the one who apologize first.” she couldn’t help but laugh at that prospect, taking the dishes to the kitchen area. “Don’t be too anxious over meeting him again, I know it’ll go over well.”

                 he FORCED a smile onto his lips and he nodded slowly, he wanted to believe her words but somehow, it was hard. It has been so long and he did not know how his father was, what he was doing - what he did when he was gone. ❝I would not want him to apologise, though. It was not his fault at all❞ once again, he nodded, lips pressing together for a moment then when she got up. 

                 ❝I can’t wait but also... I am unsure what to think. So many things have changed, Ozai is gone and Zuko is Fire Lord ... how will things go now? without a war? will it all be good now?❞ he wondered, more to himself than to her - but maybe, she knew the answers to his questions. 

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@liberfilia ( sc. )

                 ❝hmh... this is good but nothing compared to my Father’s tea❞ of course, there was nothing better than his father's tea - nothing would EVER be able to beat that. Cup was handed over to the other, daring her to try. ❝here, tell me what you think❞

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                      of course I LOVE her, she’s my SISTER! 

personals do not interact! art cred.

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killingmc·:

❝ sɴᴀᴘᴄʜᴀᴛ ⇢ ᴘᴀᴍ

PAM: this is like, the only day off i’ve had in a month  PAM: and i was wondering  PAM: would you like to hang out today ?? get a few drinks maybe ?? // @fiiredied

LU10: that sounds good!!  LU10: I would love to, I also need something nice to eat  LU10: where do we want to meet?

[azularising]

                                     '𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢.                                𝙸𝚝 𝚎 𝚗 𝚍 𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢.                           𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕.                                                𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛 𝚎 𝚍.’.                                                    independent and selective Princess Azula of ATLA

[kaiuary]

luhan birthday countdown

day 14 — favorite fighter of the destiny outfit