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Zuko really believed that Ty Lee didn’t understand who he was at all. He completely bought into the act that she’s just a puppet for Azula, who lives in her “little Ty Lee world where everything’s great all the time”. But the thing is, Ty Lee is one of the most perceptive characters in the show, and she’s excellent at keeping that on the down low, but she sees a lot more of Zuko than he thinks, and a lot of what she sees is very familiar to her.

Overshadowed by prodigious siblings?

Wanting to be acknowledged for the talents you have rather than the talents you don’t?

Kept in line by fear?

Spending your whole life bending over backwards to fit the persona the royal family has set for you?

Azula used blatant intimidation tactics to get Ty Lee to comply, ordering the net to be set on fire and all the animals released (which, for the record, would not only have endangered Ty Lee but the circus creatures themselves–I bet Ty Lee was attached to them, and that would’ve been a double threat in itself). Ty Lee is visibly terrified, but instead of calling her out or letting Azula see that she was intimidated, she says this:

Instead of endangering herself by pointing out that Azula crossed a line, Ty Lee falls back on her talk of “the universe” and “auras,” talk that canonically gets her indulged or dismissed but never taken seriously. 

She knows that Azula’s dangerous. There’s no way she doesn’t know that Azula is threatening her. But if she can keep Azula from realizing she knows that, she’s a little safer. 

Because she’s one of maybe two people Azula never considered as potential enemies–even (especially, but that’s another thread) Ozai is a threat in her mind, but Mai and Ty Lee are the closest thing Azula has to trusted friends, right up until their betrayal. 

Ty Lee’s spent a lifetime cultivating a personality that not only allows her to stands out among her siblings–it protects her from being treated as a threat. When you’re friends with Azula, that is an essential facade to maintain.  and she does it consistently enough that no one ever sees through it.

@biflseries is in its final week of crowdfunding, and I have some feelings for you.

I started writing this script years ago, without so much as an inkling of what I’d do with it once I finished. My only goal was to get the story out of my head so that once I knew what the damn thing was, I’d have a better idea of how to pitch it to the world. But joke’s on me, because BIFL has always been the most fluid motherf*cker, which I’m endlessly grateful for.

I’ve always said I’d never want to be the sole human in a writer’s room, because I can’t possibly expect myself to know about or understand every experience in a script. I’m a white cis bi (ace??) female with a mostly mild form of general anxiety, and I’ve had some real intense unrequited crushes, and I’ve made mistakes I’m not proud of; but that stuff’s only a small slice of what goes on in these episodes. And because of this, there are so, SO many friends’ fingerprints on this project. Queer fingerprints, trans fingerprints, anxious and depressed fingerprints… all combining and overlapping to create narratives as authentic and human as possible.

BIFL wasn’t written by a team of straight cis white men, or for fame, ratings, or money. BIFL was written by me, a member of the LGBT community, because I couldn’t not. Because I was sick and tired of having to trust others to tell the stories we need and deserve.

Our campaign ends Friday, and as of writing this we’re $2,130 away from being greenlit and $12,130 away from our full goal. Those aren’t small amounts, but we’ve gotten this far ($37,870) from 474 supporters–about $80/person. I’m asking from the bottom of my tired queer heart for you to go to BIFLtheseries.com, check out the trailer, look through our perks, and to please make a donation if you’re at all able. For the LGBT characters unfairly lost, and for those who need positive representation on their screen.

If you’re into #Sanvers, #Supercorp, #Wayhaught, #SwanQueen, #Hollstein, #Kadena, #Avalance, #Clexa, #AgentReign… BIFL is for you, and it has canon LGBT ships, and no one’s getting killed off for the sake of a plot twist.

This is your chance to tangibly, directly support queer media. Please consider pledging what you can, and if you can’t, please send the link to your friends and family, to anyone who might be able to help us crush this final week.

Make a difference by helping us make something different.

It’s time, Internet.

We’ve been preparing the campaign for months, and will officially begin crowdfunding season one of BIFL: The Series this Tuesday, June 19th.

Our goal is $50,000, and we already have some incredibly giving donors lined up, but we’re still going to need your help to get there. Donate some cash if you can; share our page far and wide on social media if you can’t.

Check back here on Tuesday for the goods, and in the meantime you can follow BIFL on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram.

lexa never retaliates the same way. all she does is she gets this dangerous look on her face and moves a little closer, puts herself in clarke’s bubble and like wordlessly asks her if she thought this through.

the fact that we’ll never know why quinn drew hearts around her caricature of rachel

or why she drew pornographic pictures of rachel on the bathroom walls

or why rachel doesn’t hate quinn after how horribly she treated her

or why rachel could understand if finn cheated on her with quinn, but not santana

or why quinn stood up to sue, risking her coveted spot on the cheerios, to get the page in the yearbook for glee that only rachel wanted

or why rachel knew exactly what type of corsage would match perfectly with quinn’s eyes

or why quinn gave up being prom queen, the one thing she’d spent her entire high school career obsessing over, to give the crown to rachel

or why rachel constantly called quinn “very pretty” and “the prettiest girl she’d ever met”

or why rachel knew quinn was a lot more than that

or why quinn didn’t get mad when rachel outed the truth about her pregnancy

or why rachel didn’t get mad when quinn slapped her

or why quinn bought train tickets to make sure that they stayed in touch

or why rachel said the one thing, one accomplishment, she will look back on from high school is that she found a way to be quinn’s friend

or why rachel said quinn is a lot better than she knows

or why rachel always, always believed in quinn

or why quinn always believed in rachel the same way

or why rachel couldn’t stop thinking about quinn after the accident

or why quinn agreed to go to rachel’s wedding even though she didn’t support the engagement

or why rachel so desperately sought quinn’s approval of her engagement

or why rachel asked, “do you not understand what you mean to me?”

or why quinn asked if rachel was singing to finn, and only finn

or why rachel asked finn what it was like to kiss quinn

or why my heart aches whenever i think about faberry and what could have been

I feel like even body positivity is too focused on, like, the appearance of the body. I know I became a whole lot happier with my body when I started thinking of it less in terms of how it looked (to me or anyone else) and realized, that, like…

When I feel cool breeze on my skin on a really hot day, my body did that for me.

When I step into a bath after a hike, and my muscles ache, but in a good way, and the steam all around me makes me feel like a flower blooming, my body did that for me.

And the hike before it, and standing on a large rock breathing the raw winter air seeing the power of the half-frozen river. That too.

When I’ve had a plate of pasta puttanesca, and I chopped and sauteed the ingredients and now I’m full-but-not-uncomfortable, and warm all over, and perfectly content, my body did that for me.