primeslayer23
primeslayer23
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"DO YOU HONESTLY BELIEVE YOU CAN HAVE PEACE WITHOUT TYRANNY?!? THINK PRIME THINK!!!!"
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primeslayer23 · 1 year ago
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Smooch
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primeslayer23 · 1 year ago
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pretty pretty princess
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primeslayer23 · 2 years ago
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primeslayer23 · 2 years ago
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Do you ever think about the characters when they’re alone?
You know, the things the narrative pretty clearly communicates but which we never actually see?
Like how many nights Zuko must’ve laid on his cot in his ship and cried, missing his home, his family, his bed, his life… How many times he wrapped himself up in a blanket and pretended it was his mom holding him again. How many times he woke up from a dream where he’s back home and unburned only to wake up on a cold, hard metal ship, uncomfortable and shivering, hearing the groans of strained metal. Alone. You have no Nation. No place you could settle down. Everyone hates you but none more than your own homeland. What if Uncle dies? Or leaves too? What then? What will he do?
Or how many times Katara dreamed that her mother dying was just a nightmare! That it was all a dream and mom is still alive, dad is still home, her childhood didn’t get cut short. How many times Katara must’ve woken up and sat up looking for mom only to find she’s in the middle of nowhere, in a bedroll, surrounded by other kids she feels responsible for. How many times she cried by herself, wishing she had someone to “mom” her the way she does for everyone else. How often did Sokka have nightmares? How often he feared the Fire Nation showing up and killing them all. That he alone would have to stand up and fight them. How many nightmares of being burned alive, failing, and then watching his tribe suffer the same fate because he couldn’t protect them. How often did he cry out for Hakoda quietly, muffling his words into his pillow, wishing for dad to protect him again?
Surely Toph had her share of night terrors. They’d be dark because she doesn’t know sight, but surely there’d be sounds and a sensation of being trapped, locked in, like in a tiny metal cage. The kind where she discovered metalbending. How many times did she cower and flinch at night, dreaming that metalbending really wasn’t possible? That she’d spend the rest of her life trapped, forced to be an isolated, beautiful bobble, seen but not heard, never allowed out of her prison again?
How often did Aang wake up to the sound of Gyatso calling him, only to sit up and realize it was a dream? His people are dead. His entire way of life is dead. It’s never coming back. No, really. It seems too horrible to be true, but it is. They’re all dead. You are all that remains of your culture and you’re only 12. You can’t possibly know enough to preserve it. What are you going to do? You want to ask Gyatso. You can’t. He’s dead. He’s been dead for 100 years. He’s not even close to having been alive. And yet he feels like he was just here…
And then there’s Azula. Whether living in Ozai’s palace and forced to live every day in anxiety - forced to be perfect in every way - because you know that no one in this world loves you. The only thing keeping you from being the new Zuko is your usefulness. You keep father’s favor by performing, no matter how horrible or traumatic the task, hoping it’ll finally be enough to earn his love and you can finally know what it’s like to be cherished and held and wanted the way mom loved Zuko. Or… when she’s in the abusive asylum. Chi blocked so she’s immobile. Stuffed into a straitjacket. Mistreated and unable to defend yourself. You can’t even tell anyone because no one comes to visit until your brother needs something from you. You cry only in the dead of night, muffling your sobs into the mat you sleep on, brushing away your tears with its coarse fibers since you can’t even use your hands to move your bangs out of your eyes. Never show weakness. You know that much.
How often did they all dream of a warm and safe place where they’d be loved and protected? I hope they all got it in the end, LOK be damned. Every last one.
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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More scenarios for janaya political marriage AU. Amaya and Janai goes to Xadia for business purposes. Some ignorant dude decides to be an asshole to Amaya not knowing that she’s a general and the wife of Janai.
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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everyone...just watch this
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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Glitradora morning cuddles: Glimmer is refusing to wake up while her wives have a pleasant conversation over her 😌
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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its ok to bully your sister’s weirdo crush
and then a couple of other doodles
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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Lilith can stay but she’s on thin ice
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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ROUGH WORLD | Nate ★ Life GIF!
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primeslayer23 · 5 years ago
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So, bringing gems to life.. you tried that yet steven?
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