#withelements

Korra huffed in frustration, her eyes opening once again. Her hair was damp with sweat, clinging to her skin. The humid air hung heavily around her –– SUFFOCATING. She couldn’t focus on her breath when each draw was agony. How Zaheer was able to meditate on the hottest day of summer in the Earth Kingdom, Korra didn’t understand. He looked wholly unbothered, unfazed. 

[ID: A screen shot from Avatar: The Last Airbender. A large, glowing iceberg floating on top of a body of water. Katara and Sokka are approaching the iceberg. The text reads as follows:]

    ❛     sokka, you’ve done enough work for today.  if you don’t relax and join me, i will have to initiate a tickle fight just to get you out of that chair.     ❜

@withelements​ asked : “ you look beautiful. you are beautiful. “

     she      stops      messing      with      her      headband      long      enough      to      turn      towards      the      sound      of      his      voice.                     the    words    echo    what    katara    told    her    long    ago,    but    they    feel    like    they    have      different      weight      to    them.    he’s    not    just    saying    it    because    some      snooty      girls      were    being    mean.    not    that    katara    had    been    lying           -            toph    would    have    been    able    to    tell           -           but    aang    wasn’t    saying    it    as    a      response.      he    was    being      genuine,      and    toph    felt    her    heart    stop.

     she’s      not      sure      what      to      do.                     there’s    nothing    but      silence      between      them,    and    she    felt    so    tense    she    could    have    earthbended    a      mountain      with    it    all    pent    up.    was    he      waiting      for    a    response    ?    she    didn’t    trust    herself    to    give    him    a    good    one.    her    mind    is      jumbled,      thoughts    she      wanted      pushing    through    thoughts    built    on      facts,      truth,      previous      experience.      finally,    she    can’t    take    the    silence    anymore           -           she’s    not    built    for    it.    the    girl    quickly    leans    in    and    presses    her    lips    to    his    cheek,    pulling    back      just      as    fast    and    feeling    her    face    heat    up. 

STARTER CALL.      ➲           @withelements​

“      ...  Hi?      ”      he greets in question,  brows   p u l l e d   together in clear confusion when he sees the young girl at his door.  While he’d  assumed  the airbender kids probably  knew  where he lived ...  he didn’t think they’d ever have an actual  reason  to show up at his door.  Despite his   s u r p r i s e ,  he opens the door and shifts his position to clear the frame for the girl to come in.      “      Is something wrong?      ”        he asks,   back straightening immediately.