Glad You Remembered I Love Lore Dropping

Ill gift a boop to a few mutuals tooo hope they get it in time (probably not 🤷‍♀️

@junipernight @gloomybadger4life @bruntusbrutus

I have been informed that Tumblr has removed the boop feature. Apparently I wasn’t just clueless of what to do. But since this is the first April fools I am on Tumblr for, I refuse to not boop, so:

I’m tagging all of y’all for this, everyone is getting booped! @everythingimnot @a-little-buggy @unfrieddough11 @vvrong @staticsandwichez @trans-meowsculine @fluffyyyfrog9000 @eatin-bread-n-cryin @thehaikuman @phallusmagnificus @papabirdurskeks @the-ghoulish-foolish @aruemon (<- air boop for you) @zoom779 @rude-occurrence @silvereyesofelivostis @schlockamorph @wildflower-livsnjutare @the-silly-creature @luna1star10 @risedonniefan2525 @ddddd-pixels @reblogbinge @the-end-society @krowdrawscomics

honorable non moot mentions go to: @ben-the-hyena @teacup-captor @weltschmerz-cairn

Kataang really asked what if we both uniquely shared the most devastating loss of our people, what if we both lost our guardian to the same war and found their bodies, what if we both experienced uncontrollable rage and pain at the reminder? What if we were each other’s hope anyway? What if we reminded each other that we were children, and you offered to take a Water Tribe girl you barely knew halfway across the world so she could learn how to bend water? What if you gave me back my mother’s necklace and always supported my water bending and fused with the ocean spirit to save the Northern Water Tribe, because you valued my people and my bending that much, because you refused to let what happened to you happen to me? What if I represent the ocean and you represent the moon, the sky, and we were always meant to circle each other, push and pull? What if I’m what tethers you to the world, what if I’m the embodiment of your people’s love? What if my face was the first you saw when you woke up and the last thing you gaze upon in the series? What if we both have access to unbelievable power, what if we both succumb to our anger, but we were able to ground each other in a way no one else could? What if I loved you through your worst, what if we both loved each other when our souls were dark enough to hurt others? What if we were both terrified of the other being hurt, and you tried so hard to protect me, but I couldn’t protect you? What if despite everything you died in my arms and I had to gaze upon the dead body of my loved one once again, but I refused to let it happen, and I brought you back to life? What if we paralleled Oma and Shu, Tui and La, lovers who performed powerful feats of bending after the other died? What if we asked why our story has to end that way, what if we dared to live? What if we can’t be separated, not by space or time or even death? What if the last time you use the Avatar State in the series, the closing move of the Hundred Year War, is a waterbending move, specifically the first move I ever taught you? That simple push and pull? What i

they're boiling me in oil tomorrow and the day after as well

the counterpart of “west coast best coast” in my mind has always been “east coast weast coast”. which means absolutely nothing i just think about it every time i hear the original phrase

DEAR ARTISTS, PLEASE READ THIS POST I STUMBLED ACROSS

IF YOU ARE NOT DOING THIS ALREADY, YOU SHOULD TRY IT

I even tested it out myself, it works great

found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true

Prev is actually a very mean person 😢

New REBLOG Game

Just fucking lie about the previous poster

I love these! Though this doesn’t quite have what I would want in my dream bedroom, I would have a lot more bedding and a buncha avatar the last airbender stuff (including my appa plush I already own) 😙

Also I don’t really have a cat, I would want a dog for my future pet but I’ve always loved calico cats

Dream Bedroom Office

Thank you for the tag @introvertedfangrl! I share a bedroom with my SO, so it'll never truly be a dream, but I would CRAVE an office of my own! Little cameo from my old baby boy, Sherlock. 🥺❤️🐈‍⬛

I'll tag, but no pressure: @kai-dimir, @hellomehlo, @fireheartedpup, and @eli-serpin

Link is here! <3

poem I guess. I’m not good at poetry but this came to my mind

I run hot

always sick as a child

clammy and sweaty curled in bed

Fevers where not uncommon to me

I run hot

outbursts of white rage

over “simple things”

My screams heard from afar off

people laugh it off

“children are so overdramatic”

I run hot

you can imagine the pain of the fever then

Sickness and rage across the globe

everyone else ran hot

you can imagine the surprise of my mother then

When I was bleak

all of a sudden to her

I was cold

gray and cloudy

the childish outburst a thing of the foggy past

the world swirls red around a quiet child

no longer screaming

no longer feverish

I run cold

I didn’t really edit it I just wrote it as I went but let me know what you think or how you interpret it.

Reblog this with the number of post you’ve hearted on tumblr

I’ve got 6041 (kinda small probably but I’m fairly new)