professional yearner

they cannot have cis people making decisions for trans people, period.

if i loved you, i wouldn't be up there waiting for you. i would be letting you go.

she sighed a lot but nothing could be wrong because it felt so good to have her nestled up against him, her head on his shoulder, his hand brushing the soft hair from her face.

i demand that you obey my every order.

and so she sat there, questions spilling over in her mind after her father’s words. was it really traumatic if she never cried, if she never fought back?

my reality shattered when i found out that the father who always told me hero stories was in fact a bad guy, but look at me now… am i any different?

i dunno about that. you seem to be a person who values yourself above all else.

the problem is we are human. we want more than to just survive. we want to love.

yes. it had to be done. to deceive the heavenly principles, you must first deceive yourself.

ubiquitous earth, flowing water… refining fire, fortifying wind / traverse the eighteenth, worldly, and twentieth passage / emergent soul, enter the mortal realm / elevate festering flesh into sacred blood and bone / o sages, witness my grand endeavor!

…this monument was left to ask this of future generations. when you have reached a dead end, what shall you do?

WAN: i’m sorry, raava. i failed to bring peace. even with vaatu locked away, darkness still surrounds humanity. there wasn’t enough time. / RAAVA: don’t worry. we will be together for all of your lifetimes. and we will never give up.

whoever has experienced the joys and sorrows of life in the human realm is human. whoever has loved and lost, cried with grief, howled with rage at the tragedy of death that eclipses the miracle of life… they are human, too.

because i’m supposed to be a warrior but deep down, i think i’m just a kid.

i swear in purity’s name that i have never committed any evil, not from the moment of my birth.

she could just slip into something else and create whatever she wanted. ei could be god, no boundaries or past mistakes, only her own decisions.

o outlander hero, be wary… tread lightly where our pitch-black enemy roams. beware the all-corroding foe.

I CANNOT BEAR YOU A SON, I HAVE TRIED ! FOR IF I AM NOT YOURS, WHAT AM I ?

i love her beyond the universe and back. i love her from this world to the next.

but however long you have left, i believe it should be more than sufficient time for you to say your final goodbyes before departing the world in peace.

because the world has made us believe that we are not beautiful, how are we capable of becoming art?

so look at my eyes and tell me that i wasn’t good enough, because i’m sick of the lies and i don’t want to give up.

have some fire. be unstoppable. be a force of nature. be better than anyone here and don’t give a damn about what anyone thinks.

croissant in hand, i was alone.

trying not to think about something is the same as thinking about something.

could you be happy if you woke up and suddenly you were no one special?

survival is the only way, ed!

is it a god inside you, girl?

in this moment sokka wished he was stronger, more vicious, ready to kill at a moment's notice.

PAIMON: how can you say this is nothing? | SCARAMOUCHE: how can you call it anything more? it's the way of the world. human life is worthless.

lthough their blood is weak, there is still strength to be found in those we call mortals…

and i will wait for you under the soft rain.

rather than despairing and giving up because you’re not a genius, believe your strength is not limited to this, and to continue on the path straight ahead of you.

there is a time appointed for all things to live and die, and the cycle continues on forever… thus did the ruler of trees once preach the cycle of life.

let us make music, not war, and resolve our conflicts through song.

he would have been half-hanged, taken down alive, castrated, his genitals stuffed in his mouth, his stomach slit open, and his intestines taken out and burnt, and his carcass chopped into four quarters.

if that's what you want, i'll die with you mama, just please, please don't stop being my mother.

usually, even if he did not feel empathy, he could mimic it. contort his thoughts and speech patterns into a way that resembled a person capable of empathy.

only by transforming oneself into a being of light to bring hope to a darkened world may one be permitted to enter the eternal kingdom of light after death.

she always felt desperate for purification, but how could a child feel this need, when they were already pure?

she was my destination.

i don’t care. i can’t imagine a world without you in it.

evil doesn’t always have one face

life is frightening.

yet, this is all but a fleeting dream of glory.

WAN: if you and vaatu have the same fight every ten thousand years, why hasn’t one of you destroyed the other? / RAAVA: he cannot destroy light any more than i can destroy darkness. one cannot exist without the other.", "we are protectors of the forest. we won’t let you burn it down.

i am so proud of you, avatar korra.

without you, i am nothing.

i'm just like you. that's why I was attracted to you.

perhaps he is composed of the sun itself, fiery temperament contrasting the beauty painted across his skin with expertise.

‘life’ is the space that exists between me and the world. to become truly human, i had to inhabit that space.