the painted lady.

flynn listens to marceline by willow, kehlani, syd, and sza. i rest my case no one argue with me im correct

The poetic cinema of Roman ‘I can’t trust people saying they love me because people have used it to manipulate me in the past’ Sanders and Virgil ‘I am uncomfortable with telling people I love them so I show it through my actions’ Sanders.

I just got really emotional over the fact that aang was twelve when he found out that he was suddenly the last person left of his entire race and culture....like the PRESSURE? the feeling that you HAVE to carry on this tradition so that it doesn't die out completely? How many little nuances of air nomad culture did aang forget and feel guilty over? How many times did he wish he could eat a dish that he didn't know how to cook? Imagine him reading history books about the air nomads to try and piece together when, exactly, this festival was. Imagine him trying to explain that no, that's not how that song goes, but he forgets a verse in the middle and has to leave it out. Aang had to become a living museum at the age of twelve and that makes me cry