#raavabond

[honorforged]

Anonymous said: How many times are you going to deny us the new avatar! Avatar Aang instructed us to keep guard the new Avatar! Korra will be safe under our care! Are you ignoring what Avatar Aang told us to do?

“Aang was my brother,” Zuko said, voice low and carrying a bit of agitation. “I knew him better than most. I was at his side when he built a world where the next Avatar wouldn’t be hunted, cornered, or claimed like a prize.” He let the words settle before continuing, “If Aang trusted you to help protect the new Avatar, then you should know this isn’t protection. Korra is a person. Aang would have wanted her to choose her own path, not be dragged along someone else’s.”

Zuko’s shoulders straightened. His tone, though still calm, now carried the heat of fire barely held in check. “So I ask you —are you honoring Aang’s memory? Or hiding behind it because you’re afraid of what Korra might become if you let her be free?”

[honorforged-archived]

Korra smiles and shows up with a lavish box with beautiful red ribbons on her. “I got you something you might like.” She said beaming. Inside was a belt with a fire symbol on it. A little neat note that simply says: When things seem down. -Korra.

Zuko stared down at the belt nestled in the box, the fire symbol gleaming up at him. The leather was finely crafted, the stitching precise, and the note resting on top was far too knowing. When things seem down. He didn’t need to read between the lines to know what this was about. The night he fell asleep by the campfire, exhausted after a long day. His old, worn belt decided to snap in his sleep, leaving him sprawled out for everyone to see, pants pooled around his ankles. The guards had laughed themselves sick. Aang hadn’t been able to look at him without snickering for days. Toph had dubbed him Lord Pantsless. And clearly, his friends had wasted no time passing that story on to Korra.

Zuko set the box down with a huff, rubbing the back of his neck as his cheeks flushed. Ninety years old, the Fire Lord, and still the butt of a joke about his pants falling down. He picked up the belt, turning it over in his hands. The leather was sturdy. Durable. He might actually use it. But he was definitely burning that note.

[lastairmaster]

Starter for @raavabond

Aang sat cross-legged on the soft, glowing grass of the Spirit World, his form shimmering faintly in the ethereal light. A gentle breeze stirred the leaves overhead, carrying with it the faint scent of wild blossoms. His gaze was warm, a serene smile softening his expression.

"You know," he began, his voice as calm as a still pond, "when I was your age, I felt the weight of the world pressing down on me. I wanted to solve every problem, be the hero everyone needed." Aang’s eyes drifted to a nearby flower, its petals swaying gently. "I may have seemed calm and collected, but inside, I was terrified. It wasn’t until I learned to let go of the idea that I needed to be perfect that I started to move forward." A soft chuckle escaped him, as if the memory were both distant and painfully close. "People expected me to be strong, too. To have all the answers. But the truth is, being the Avatar doesn’t mean you’re infallible. It means you’re human. And being human means asking for help sometimes."

His gaze returned to the flower, his smile turning wistful. "I spent so much time trying to carry the world alone, thinking that if I didn’t, I was letting people down. But it’s not about being perfect. It’s about finding balance between your duties and your heart, between strength and vulnerability." Aang’s hand hovered above the flower, and with a gentle exhale, it blossomed, its petals unfurling under the warm light. "You don’t have to do it all on your own. The world may lean on you, but you’re allowed to lean back."

[irohthesecond]

@raavabond Korra laughs & playfully shoves him. “I’m not rusty on anything but it looks like you could use some practice.”

There's the faintest blush on his cheeks as the shove pushes him more than he anticipated; she's stronger than he remembers, and he remembers her pretty strong. "We'll see about that. Training grounds in five?"

[bolinity]

His smolder drops as he ponders a bit instead. "Wait, wait, wait. I could've said 'spicy' instead of 'sweet'. Can I change it to that? Unless you've got a bigger sweet tooth instead."

❖ || @raavabond

[feiiizhu]

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ㅤㅤ❝𝓓o you need a lift?❞ Opal said, gesturing for Juicy to fly lower to the ground, they had just started their venture when they spotted Korra.

[airteacher]

@raavabond || x

Tenzin let out an old man groan as he feet lost contact with the ground. He didn't mind the hug, of course. It was Korra, after all.

"Everyone is growing up. Meelo has his heart set on the United Forces." He glanced up and sighed. "Not exactly what I had imagined for him, but it's no surprise really."

"And Pema is overburdened with the acolytes. She's put so much effort into their preservation, and we lost another ten in the past month. It's disheartening."

[bendingmuses]

"shhhhhhh! don't struggle! just let it happen! come on, mako! don’t bite! don’t make me put on the gag! bolin! grab his arms!" She decides to throw him over her shoulder.

//for mako 🫡

Send "don't struggle" to straight up kidnap my muse

Mako extended his hands in front of him to try and keep some distance between the two. "Korra, come one. We're not doing this. We're both adults. We don't have to stoop to these levels." It was clear that his attempt to plead with her fell on deaf ears as she grabbed his arms and hoisted him over her shoulder. "Korra! Put me down!"

[vvasilisa]

@raavabond She was here to swoon her sweetie but now she is the one that has been swoon. “If you don’t stop. I am taking you away from work to cuddle you.”

oh. you try not to be too flustered...but it happens. you scan the blueprints quickly, given the progression made - a quick little cuddle time wouldn't hurt! it might even motivate you more. or at least that is what you tell yourself. ' i meannnn...i have been working all day, without a single break! '

[seabiscuit]

“It’s been awhile, Tahno. Are you looking for a rematch? I don’t really pro-bend anymore. Sorry.”

@raavabond / sent in a random thing!

It is a curve of a calculated smile, but something now was less cold than it use to be ;

Tahno hums, a hip hoovering to the side as he shifts his weight against the wall, slouching in that sly that hides how tall he really is.

" What an offer, Avatar. You would be surprised. I have not stayed the same either, over the years. "

[kingwu]

Did Mako just get wooed by Wu? Guess we can called that being Wu-ed. *ba-da-tiss*



"Funnily enough, Mako told me that Bolin used that pun when he shared the news with him.

"It's definitely not going to be the last time he's going to hear it."

[equaliezr]

‘ hc ‘ + music

spiritual blends that contain avante-garde jazz, gospel, blues, and religious undertones. this artist and their song here encapsulates amon's vibe. the choral mass hymn is rich with complex harmonies, the intersection of civil rights and strife. the melancholy, sacred verses teeming with affirmations that resonate with the relationships he sought/established with the spirits. particularly, the piece’s antiphonal coupling of voices against one another mirrors the hauntings of his internal conflicts and external battles, illustrating the dichotomy of his persona. the hymns of sadness dipped in blues possessed meditative qualities that would soothe his ire over destitute conditions and empower his emotions with the transcendental experiences that informed him of his purpose. he enjoys music that speaks directly to his life's mission, viewing himself as an unselfish servant to and for the betterment of humankind. for him, this is 'jazz for the tormented soul.'

hc words: status: always accepting.

[irohthesecond]

@raavabond

-grimacing- 'hello there, korra'

[bolinity]

❖ || @raavabond sent: ♡ - gives him a big ol’ polar bear dog hug!

send  ❛ ♡ ❜  to suddenly hug my muse  ! 

"Korraaaaa!" Bolin laughed loudly as he could feel his toes leave the ground as she hugged him. Obviously it wasn't the first time she had hugged him like this or even lifted him and he's known since the beginning how strong she was (like he was), it sometimes caught him off-guard (as he didn't get picked up often) and if anything it made him appreciate how powerful she was — and the hugs were definitely not unwelcome. "Good to see you're not too busy to give your bestest friend in the whole world a hug."

[feiiizhu]

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ㅤㅤ❝𝓨ou look awful— What happened?!❞

[tessenwarrior]

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kyoshi warriors only got better with age. years and years of practice at a single art solidified the prowess one possessed - not just in bending, but other combat arts. old though she may have been, suki had never felt stronger or more powerful than she did now.

which meant that she had much to offer korra.

"i never could convince aang to learn how to fight like a kyoshi warrior." suki confessed, regarding korra curiously. "but maybe you will be the wiser one. allow me to show you a few things, avatar korra."