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“A warm breath mingling with his. Jasmine and fire lilies, featherlight against his lips, just barely pressing in before retreating. “Hey, no fair, that wasn’t a proper— oh.”

The soft, hot press of a mouth against his knee, and it’s almost like the pain was never there.”

One of my favorite scene from @oldpotatoe’s fic Feels Like We Only Go Backwards, I’m experiencing pain in this Chili’s tonight lads.

(as always click for better quality bc tumblr hates me) Image ID under the cut!

Winter, spring, summer and fall, four seasons, four loves

hey uncle what do i do when a pretty guy in a dress asks me abt my identity

(He found out)

Katara was unsure if she should talk to Zuko about that look she had seen. Now she has recognized it, she could see it all the time. The way he watched Sokka.

Strangely, [...] she didn't think that declaration was really about that. It seemed to encompass far more. The depth of their friendship, the shared loss, the suffering they had endured.

My boys going through it in War Games by the @lovelyelbowleech

Sokka, the plan guy, realizing that he too is capable of some catastrophic, Zuli-level strategic moves…

More fluffy this time.

Sometimes a family is a put out Earth Kingdom Captain and his three teenaged bullies

@hollypunkers‘ Blue is something that can be so personal

DEAN WINCHESTER