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avatarfan11 · 1 year
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Baby Kuvira's first word
Baby Kuvira: M....m...m..m
Kya: Lin come quickly Kuvira is about to say her first word!
Lin: *barging in the room* No way!
Kya: Come on Honey say mom.
Lin: Or you can say Mama.
Baby kuvira: M...m..ma
Kya and Lin: *excited* Oh here it comes.
Baby Kuvira: M..m.ammas
Kya and Lin: *crying* she said it too us both
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wilcze-kudly · 4 months
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You know what i made wayyyy too many of these have some more
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thatoneguy56fanfic · 4 months
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Thinking about how Opal calling Kuvira “a stray dog that even her own parents didn’t want” must’ve cut so deeply, and stuck with Kuvira for years. For her, it must’ve been confirmation that her parents were right. That she was some kind of unlovable monster. So she naturally started to distance herself from the Beifongs. After all, if her own parents didn’t want her, then why would they?
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Look at that face and tell me it didn’t leave a lasting impact on her.
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imogenkol · 2 months
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— OCS AS CHARACTER TROPES
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THE DISQUALIFIED
the disqualified [noun, origin unknown] refers to a character who's became too numb to the concept of the world, to the point of deeming oneself not able to express any sort of emotion, whether positive or a negative one. this state is usually the one to follow after feeling too much, as if to balance out the overwhelming sensation of human emotion. living up to their title, they often consider themselves 'disqualified' from being a human, forsaken and unloved, abandoned by the world they've never had interest in. they don't know where they belong or where should they go - every second of breathing air is a waste of oxygen someone worthier could use. the disqualified symbolize the constant state of feeling nothing but tiredness, state where all is merciless but the end. this is the one and only test outcome where i as the writer shall personally interfere - please, my most beloved disqualified, keep longing to feel again. there's so much you've never felt and so much you'll desire to feel again. in the words of Osamu Dazai (who's the creator of the title 'the disqualified' I so happily stole) - "Everything passes." a statement as short as it is true - everything passes, even the numbness. after it, you'll experience so much more beauty of the world - beauty that might pass just as the numbness did, but in it's temporary and unique nature lies the reason why it's to be cherished. so, please, try to hold on a bit. sometimes, holding on is the best we can do and most of the times, it's just enough. - a (former) fellow disqualified
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THE ICARUS
[noun, greek origin] refers to a character, first curious and childish, who got so bored of the world's rotten nature they lost all hope in living. as the last resort to find the spark in the world of dying stars, the icarus may have attempted numerous times to touch the blazing surface of the sun, hoping to see any kind of redemption in the reflection of their face in the sun's flames. as a result, their wings were melted down and their bones broken by the harsh landing, yet that still didn't stop them from trying all over again. the people of icarus' nature often believe their place is with the stars and their desire to burn amongst them causes them to forget the beauty of the land they've abandoned, merely flying over it - the world has stored so much beauty for them they often struggle to see through the rays of sun and yet, it is still there. the most beautiful of flowers grow upon the lands their feet haven't even touched and maybe, just maybe, if they spared a bit of their time to give the (them forsaken) world another chance, they'd see that sky might not be the home they truly desire, but one they ve seeked just because they have seen only the worst of the world. - a fellow icarus
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THE FALSE MUSE
the false muse [noun, latin origin] refers to a character that attempts to be perfect in order to receive certain amount of praise, or to inspire others to go in their footsteps. they tend to seek the spotlight, the podium, the gaze of the people looking up to them, with praise and validation being what keeps them pursuing the way of living they did before. the false muses surely have their goals, but the biggest one is to simply be better than yesterday and worse than tomorrow, to be in a constant state of self improvement they'll never deem enough. this is what leads them to the ocassional state of burnout, state one may describe as trying so hard to please the artist you become the opposite of a muse - hence why they're called false ones. the false muses might be tempted to think that they’ve never achieved perfection, but the truth is, there's no such thing as perfection, nor is there a way to achieve it. all muses could long for is merely the perfect version of themselves and they’ve achieved that already, over a thousand times.
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THE SAINT
the saint [noun, latin origin] refers to a character that has taken upon themselves the role of saint via listening to prayers, concerns and troubles of others. characters falling under this cathegory are obviously merely metaphorical saints, which is a quality many people struggle to realize. the saints are said to be helpful and caring under any circumstance, believing that making themselves useful increases their self worth in the eyes of people they care about. they often forget that they are indeed humans in roles of saints, that they still have human limitations and problems that can potentially pile up until they fall from the metaphorical heavens they occupy...yet mostly, this doesn't stop them from taking burdens from people and putting it on their own back in hopes of being more responsible in taking care of them. there's strange naivety in the good they do, slight hope that they can take everything and anything they try to fix and help out with. this naivety is often replaced with denial and regret as soon as one realizes that sometimes, it's impossible to pose as a saint. but that's just the tragic cycle of them - trying to help out, getting dragged from heavens by the burden they voluntarily stole, falling, laying on the ground wide-eyed and tired before climbing back into the clouds again. as of now, there's no cure to being one of the saints - it is up to them to realize that they are not responsible for anyone's happiness apart from their own and that it's not selfish to put them before others. it's natural and - as much as they want to stray away from it - human. - a fellow saint
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cold-neon-ocean · 4 months
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Something I kinda wanted to mention about my redesign of Baatar's uniform in that he doesn't have the metal shoulder armor, or any metal armoring on his uniform. This was a very specific decision made as to minimize any risk of a metal bender potentially getting a hold of him. It was also a very poignant statement, in that both he and Kuvira knew that there would always be the possibility that she would reprimand subordinates using their armor like she did with Varrick, and so the decision to have no armor on Baatar whatsoever was also sort of an unspoken affirmation of the fact that doing so with him would be completely out of the question. The only minor metal accents to his uniform like his belt buckle are pure platinum.
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empirelead · 6 months
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// currently redoing icons, just wanna say look how hot kuvira looks
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gayfishermanfive · 1 month
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why my durges gotta be so pretty 😫 (durges under the cut)
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riveramorylunar · 1 year
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And they all give off Dom vibes pffft I'm such a fucking bottom
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larissel · 7 months
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See. I don't care how many FICTIONAL war crimes Kuvira committed. I don't care how many FICTIONAL characters Kuvira killed. She's my love. My one and only. She can do whatever the fuck she wants and she's not going to REAL prison because she's NOT real.
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elmain-lavliya · 1 year
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sadspoookyboi · 2 months
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real life jobs i would give to avatar characters
Aang: zoo veterinarian, i feel like he would not like zoos but like working with bigger animals
katara: toddler swim teacher
sokka: history teacher to stay at home dad pipeline
toph: p.e teacher who makes kids do the mile in the rain
suki: personal trainer
zuko: assistant to the manager of a magazine
azula: next in line for ceo(nepo baby)
mai: art teacher
ty lee: aerial dance teacher
iroh: owns a cat cafe, retired army general
ozai: shady ceo
jet: unemployed
korra: physical therapist at a hospital
asami: owns an auto body shop
mako: welder
bolin:kindergarten teacher
tenzin: history teacher who’s fun but super boring at the same time
pema: english teacher to stay at home mom to librarian pipeline
lin: police chief(ofc)
suyin: biologist
bataar: architect
bataar jr: junior architect
kuvira: environmental engineer
huan: artist surviving off of allowance from suyin
opal: cat veterinarian
wei and wing: wwe wrestlers
wu: makos stay at home boyfriend
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avatarfan11 · 2 years
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Kya: Lin did you take our two year old daughter to work with you.
Lin: Yes? You suggested i spend more time with her.
Kya: I did.... but Lin it's dangerous in the police station.
Lin: Oh no it's not. She was perfectly safe all-day. I even used the baby carrier.
Kya: Uh huh. And you definitely didn't take our daughter in when you interrogated someone?
Lin*shifty eyes*: ......No
Kuvira: SPILL IT DIRT BAG!
Kya: *Glaring at Lin*
Lin: Litlle traitor
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wilcze-kudly · 2 months
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Yes Opal calling Kuvira a 'stray dog that no one wants' is objectively a HORRIBLE thing to say and I can't imagine the psychological harm that could do to someone like Kuvira.
But just know that if my sister walked into MY ROOM and told ME to get out and then she broke my doll house when I say no and then MY MOTHER didn't punish her at all, I would've said and done FAR FAR WORSE.
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Hilariously enough I think this strip gives us a lot of insight into the way Kuvira thinks and the reasons behind her actions in B4 but that's a conversation for another time.
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thatoneguy56fanfic · 13 days
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Had an angsty idea: Kuvira is Suyin’s affair baby. Suyin chose to reconcile with Baatar Sr, but Kuvira’s bio dad wanted custody of her. So Suyin let him take her, and just never told anyone about her except for Baatar Sr. Then a few years later Kuvira shows up outside Zaofu.
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Hcs for dating Korra whistl being Kuvira’s sibling? (Gender neutral reader please)
HELL YEAH. LETS DO THIS!
"You Were Her Rock And She Was Yours." | Korra x Kuvira's Sibling!Reader
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╰┈➤ PLOT: Headcanons of how you and Korra met, how Korra realized she has a crush on you, and how you and Korra operate in a romantic relationship. ╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Cursing, Mentions Of The Comics (No Spoilers Hopefully), Petnames (Baby/Babe), No Y/N, Slight Sister Issues, Not Proofread LOL
⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ
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THE BACKSTORY
– At first, Korra thought you were cool. You smelt nice and had a smile that made her weak in the knees, but she didn't think anything of it. She was still processing her feelings for Asami.
– You had some kickass moves, Korra practically begged you to train with her so she could learn from a master such as yourself.
– You admired Korra, but similar to her, you didn't think anything of your feelings. She was just a very good friend.
– You and Kuvira were close. You shared everything with her and she barely shared anything with you.
– That's how you guys operated though! Even when you were children.
– Naturally, Kuriva was the type of sibling that had "only child" syndrome without being an only child.
– You'd tell her a story, she didn't care. You showed her something you needed her opinion on, and she wondered why this concerned her.
– Others think she's rude and wonder how you don't get your feelings hurt, but that was just Kuvira. It did sting when she got engaged to Bataar Jr. and didn't tell you, but you decided to let the feeling fizzle away on its own.
– When Kuvira betrayed Zaofu and took over the Earth Kingdom, things went to shit.
– Korra didn't trust you anymore. None of the Krew did. They thought you would betray them just like her.
– Until Korra saved Kuvira and carefully watched her progress in prison, Korra decided to rekindle your relationship again.
– She apologized for putting you and your sister in the same box. If she had a sibling and someone put them in the same box constantly, Korra would lose her shit.
– After her apology, and you accepted it, the two of you started hanging out again like nothing's changed.
– But something did change though. Your feelings for each other.
THE REALIZATION + GETTING TOGETHER
– Realizing you had a crush on Korra was easy for you. After you guys didn't talk when the Kuvira situation was at its peak, you had a lot of time to reflect on your feelings.
– You were angry at Korra for icing you out not just because she was doing it based on your sister's actions, but because you wanted her approval. You wanted her to like you.
– Why? Because you liked her.
– It took you all but nine months to realize you liked Korra. Korra however? Took her nearly over a year and a half.
– Granted, she was with Asami for a good chunk of it, but after the two broke up due to long-distance, (Asami was asked to present her inventions and teach youth across the globe), Korra realized she had a teensy weensy crush on you.
– She spent a good amount of time trying to ignore her feelings, yet again because she thought you didn't feel the same.
– However, you were giving her the same cues Asami gave her when they were crushing on each other.
– That's when Korra knew she had to make a move on you.
– She flirted, complimented you, purposely lost when you two sparred and lent you her shoulder to cry on when you had hard days. If you didn't realize she was girlfriend material yet, that was on you.
– All her subtlety led to her asking you out on a dinner date. --
"Hey, you know," Korra grabbed your wrist. You two had just finished sparring and you were about to walk away when she grabbed you. "I was thinking we should hang out more."
You laughed. "We hang out plenty. You want a sleepover or something?"
Korra rolled her eyes with a smile. She let go of your wrist. "I don't mind a sleepover, but I mean something different. We should go out. On a date."
Her eyes scanned your face. She was looking for a sign of rejection or maybe disgust. She knew you were interested, but she had a small part of her that thought it was all in her head.
Meanwhile, you were freaking out. The girl you liked for almost two years now asked you out on a date. You were hot, sweaty, and smelt like a ripe turtle-duck, yet, she still thought you were attractive enough to be asked out on a date!
"Uhm, yeah!" You smiled at the Avatar. "I think that's a good idea."
A fond, smitten smile showed up on Korra's lips. Her gaze softened, her blue eyes lovingly staring into yours. "Yeah?" she asked. Her voice was light and breathy.
Your smile matched hers. "Yeah." --
THE RELATIONSHIP
– A romantic relationship with Korra was the exact same as having a platonic one with her. The only difference was kisses, cuddles, dates, and a shit ton of napping were now a part of the package deal.
– Korra showed her vulnerable side a lot more once you started dating. Before, she would hide it and you would have to encourage her it's okay, but now, she had no fear and often came to you with her troubles.
– You never complained. You were her rock and she was yours.
– Whenever the day came up to visit Kuvira in her cell, Korra was there to help you through it.
– It was difficult seeing your sister locked up for what she's done. She was skinnier, her hair was always messed up, and the bags in her eyes seemed to double each time you saw her.
– Seeing her made you an emotional wreck.
– You would cry hours before, sometimes during the visit, and often after the visit. Korra was with you the entire time. She also offered to come to Kuvira's cell with you but you'd always declined.
– When the time came for Kuvira's release after she helped Korra with Guan and was put under close watch in Republic City, you spent a lot more time with your sister than you did with Korra.
– Korra understood, though. You haven't seen your sister in a while and you wanted to get as much time back as possible.
– After you noticed how little time you spent with Korra after Kuvira's release, you decided to surprise Korra one night with a homemade candle-lit dinner, all her favorite movies, and a dessert the two of you shared back in Zaofu.
– It was a little overdue, especially after the work Korra did for the United Republic election, but better late than never! --
"Babe, I'm home!" Korra exclaimed as she walked into your shared home. The place was dark and the smell of slow-cooked meat and potatoes wafted up Korra's nose. She slipped her shoes off by the door. "Babe?"
It was quiet. Korra assumed you were sleeping, but it was barely eight o'clock at night and you wouldn't leave food out. Not fresh food at least.
Korra's eyes flicked to the middle of the living room.
You had lit a match.
"Babe, what are you--" Korra walked over to you.
You interrupted her with a 'sh'. You took your match and lit the candles in the center of the table.
Now being able to see, Korra's gaze dropped to the table in front of you. She noticed you pushed the couches closer to the walls so there was space for the table in its unusual spot in the living room. A beige tablecloth was laid overtop the old and dingy wooden table. Plates of food rested on top along with small loaves of bread and cups of water.
Korra's heart skipped a few beats. Jittery feelings exploded up to her spine and her ears gained warmth. This was how she felt when you kissed for the first time. She fell in love with you all over again.
"Did..." Korra ran her fingertips against the soft cloth on the table. "Did you do this for me?"
You nodded. You grabbed a candle from the centerpiece and walked toward her. "You've done a lot lately. Not only for me but for your people,"
"That's my job though. I'm your girlfriend and the Avatar."
"Perhaps," You stood in front of her. "but you deserve to have special nights or thank you's even if it is your job."
Korra grabbed the candle and put it back in the centerpiece. She grabbed your hands.
"I know it's been draining lately," you resumed. "physically with being the Avatar and emotionally with my sister stuff."
Korra opened her mouth to speak, but you kept going.
"And I also know I haven't been spending much time with you lately so," you guided Korra to her chair. You sit her down and drape a fabric napkin across her lap. "this is me making up for not being with you. I don't want you to think I don't want to hang out with you."
"Baby," Korra looked at the spread in front of her. "this is amazing, thank you, but I didn't feel that way. I understand family can be tricky so--"
"--so let me do this for you, please."
Korra's eyes found their place in yours. Your gaze was soft, your eyes glassy as if you were going to cry. Your skin looked perfect in the candlelight. Your cheeks looked so squishable and your lips definitely looked kissable. She nodded. She grabbed her cup of water and held it across the table for cheers.
You did the same.
"To our special night?" Korra prompted.
You nodded. "To our special night." --
WC: 1,555
(A/N): THIS WAS SO FUCKIN' CUTE. I MAY DO ANOTHER STRICTLY ON THE READER AND KORRA BEING CUTE PARTNERS EEEEEE also do we like the colors or nahhh? i might put them in more when it comes to headcanons
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cold-neon-ocean · 4 months
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One day I'll properly draw my fankid for Baatar and Kuvira, but I've been thinking about him a lot recently lol While the idea of Baatar siring like a $70million racehorse and him and Kuv ending up with a lot of kids (like his own parents) is all parts intriguing, ironic, and funny to me, in my mind I always pictured them with one kid they can pour all their obsession into. Especially with Baatar having grown up feeling lost in a sea of siblings.
I've had him in my mind for years but in two very different genres, one being the very light hearted Spy x Family-esque younger years and then the later idea where he grows up to be the sort of "next gen" villain who is even worse than his parents were. I always felt Baatar and Kuvira lent themselves well to being the start of a generational antagonist family because I truly feel like their DNA combined would create the Homelander of the avatar universe or something. I just struggle to combine those two aspects into a character that feels cohesive~ (though that is what AU's are for I guess lol)
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