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Katara Appreciation Hours
jokes aside, what happened between katara and seeing her mother die is truly traumatic. i could not cope well at all with watching my mother die and i would hate myself forever for doing nothing. thats a lot for a child to hold on their shoulders. badass, strong, caring katara held it on her shoulders because her mom protected her with her life when they would have gone away if her mom just gave katara up. of course katara held it all inside, blaming herself, and holding it above others trauma.
im not saying its cool, but its the worst thing, from her perspective. worse than aangs pain, worse than anyones pain. because it hurts her so bad, no other pain could compare.
and despite all this, shes kind, and sweet, and protective, and fiesty; all things i admire. shes strong, and she, when she gets older, is alive while her friends die, her husband dies, and she has to attend each passing.
shes strong, she has lots of willpower, and kindness and smarts, and humor, and sweetness.
i love katara.
saw someone call suki “that random earth kingdom girl” and blacked out
Da fuck ALA
As the comics go on, ever since the fuckin' beginning, suki says, in bold, she cares about Zuko. It's progressing for them to be together, are you f)$&7$ me?! This is gonna hit Sokka man..
Maybe you can try guessing! He will bring you closer and rests your head on his firm chest and you can hear his heart beating slowly at a steady rate. His warmth emanating from his body surrounds you like a small tickling sensation that you are so used to. His hands stroke your hair and he leans down to plant a soft kiss on your forehead, leaving a burning sensation there.
The tempo had changed in this fantasy. His heart-rate would not be as frantic as her had been moments ago. The fire within her was simmering, but the idea of being caught in his embrace, fingers sliding through his fingers and lips to her forehead were enough for her to be content.
Had a weird closing thought before I drift off to dream land... Maybe if Suki were alive and my age............... nah. I'm just tired! G'NIGHT TUMBLR! SEE YA TOMORROW!