I know the world needs him… but doesn’t he know how much we need him too?
im not in that fandom but i know a golden post when i see one
I really want to know more about Kya. Like what her life was like traveling the world, how she mastered waterbending, her experience with baby Korra, her knowledge of the Red Lotus, if she has kids, if she’s married-and who the hell made her that betrothal necklace
He blinked up at her, a little surprised by her question. He had thought it was a good kiss… he tried to make it that way at least. It had seemed so perfect; the quiet night sky, the soft glow of hanging lanterns, the distant hum of music back at the pavilion, and the two of them alone. Finally alone.
But, then he saw the gleam of her eye reflected by the light of the lantern and he understood.
“Come ‘ere, baby,” he said, mocking a lowered voice and pulled her to him.
He was finally taller than her, could finally pull her to his chest and look down into her eyes, feel like like he was the one leading, the one seducing for once. This was his time.
He placed one hand between her shoulders and the other on the small of her back, his fingers grazing at the warm flesh there, gazed into her eyes, tried to push all his love and desires through them and into her, gave her a swift turn, lowered her into a dip—
And hit her head right on the railing.
Katara couldn’t stop herself from letting out a small giggle at Aang’s reaction when he worked it out, her lips a mere millimetre away from his as she grinned, gasping in surprise as she was suddenly being dipped back, though her eyes soon shot open, a cry of pain escaping her lips as she felt the back of her head crack.
She couldn’t stop the stinging in her eyes, pulling away from Aang to close her eyes against the pain, a hand moving to where her head had hit, a groan escaping her lips as she felt something warm and wet meet her fingers.
“What did you do that for?” She demanded.
Kya vs. Zaheer.
my grandma just walked up behind me and went “oh haha is that your korra cartoon”
"Hang on to your diapies Krew, we’re going to Ba Sing Se!"
foreal though who the fuck puts a group of babies to their own row of seats on a fucking plane