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[petricorah]

koooooraraaaaraarara [id in alt]

[ghxxuls]

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[hela-la]

Adult Sokka and Yue in tdp style✨

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[circlique]

REALLY happy with how this one came out! Illustration for chapter 4 (coming soon!) of Avatar: Threads of Power! Always take the chance to draw Juno looking fucking awesome.

Pose from here.

[crowentity233]

Don't Tell Part 1

Mako x Reader (touchstarved and secret relationship)

Part 2 Masterlist

Summary:Mako x Earthbender reader

You being touch starved for years suddenly have an intense crush on mako after he put himself in danger for you and the safety he provides following the attack. You both keep your relationship under wrap from the krew. You both don't want to deal with everything that follows them finding out.

You sat at the table with Opal, Bolin, Korra, Asami, and Mako. You had been friends with the group since the downfall of Kuvira.

You had been an escaped supporter like Bolin. You had escaped shortly after Bolin.

The table was full of chatter from the group and what they had been up to. Korra and asami had been dating for a while. They were perfectly matched. Opal and Bolin were happily dating. You and Mako both just endured the public display of affection from the couples.

"I actually have a date tonight." You spoke happily to the group.

Asami immediately smiled brightly. "Is it the guy from the Pro-Bender tournament?"

You nodded. "It is. His name is Nabi and we are going to the café on airbend Lane. The one with the good pastries."

Bolin gasped excitedly. "We love that café. They have the cutest little paw pastries with a fireferret charm."

Opal pulled out the charm that Bolin had given her. "They do! It's a very nice place for a first date."

You stood leaning against the brick wall. Your nerves were pressing. This date was something you kinda forced yourself into to try. You hadn't been on a date since leaving Kuvira's army. That was well over a year ago.

You stood in your own world, trying to press down the fear. Your heart fluttered at the thought of seeing Nabi again. You lifted your eyes seeing Nabi walking up.

"Hey!" You hugged him casually. You both stood outside the café. "How was the match?" You asked, knowing he had gone to watch the probending match today.

"It was good the team I bet for won." He smirked happily.

You smiled politely when the corner of your eye caught movement. A group of men were lerking closer. "Aww, isn't this sweet. Sorry to break up your date. I'm gonna need your cash."

Nabi immediately started digging through his pockets.

You stomped your foot into the ground, bending the earth as a warning shot. "I suggest you get out of here."

"You and what army?" The gang members chuckled as Nabi was nowhere to be found he had deserted you seeing his chance when you distracted them by bending

You rolled your eyes, taking a fighting stance. "I don't need one." The double meaning in your own mind, boyfriend nor an army. You bended quickly, creating distance between you and the group. You weren't dumb three on one wasn't a risk you wanted to take. You were a great bender, but no toph. You ran off jumping on your motorcycle. You sped off, but the men quickly caught up to you. Sirens blared behind the men as the cops caught up, too. The waterbender shot water your way. You blocked a little late. You got a scratch on your arm. You bended earth trying to get them off your trail. The waterbender then froze over your back tire, causing you to come to a screeching halt. You tried to keep as balanced as you could. The balance finally toppled over, but you were at a safe speed. Your bike turned over, and you hopped onto a rock that you had bending into something to slide into safety with. You watched as a bike caught up to the men. Fire caught on the bike, causing them to all jump off the bike before it exploded in the middle of the bare street. The men were surrounded by the cops and sirens immediately. You leaned against the wall of a closed store. Mako had been the one to apprehend the men and packed them into the cars of his coworkers. Your hand fell to your arm that was sore from the cut.

Mako walked from the car to you. You lifted your eyes to his. He stood much taller tonight. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" He lifted your hand from your arm seeing the cut underneath.

"Come on." He placed his arm over your shoulder. You hesitated from walking with him. Your knees were weak from the adrenaline. You took a step with him. Your legs were learning trust in the ground beneath you as you slowly walked with Mako. He held you stable. "Can you ride with me?" He asked as you both approached his motorcycle.

You nodded hesitantly. "Can I ride in the front? I'll feel safer. "

He hopped on the bike and opened his arm for you to get on the front. You sat down in front of him. You placed your hands on the handlebars, and he placed his hands over yours.

"We're going to my apartment." His voice sounded through the helmets.

"You don't have to do that. I'm sure I'll be safe." The bike took off you held onto the bars as mako took control.

"No chance. I know how these guys operate. I'm not risking it. You can stay over. Bolin and Opal will be there in the morning. You can just stay tonight, and we will hang out tomorrow like we planned."

"Okay. Thank you, Mako." Your back relaxed into his chest. He made a few turns and passed some buildings. Each turn calmed you further. Safety was right where you were. The feeling overwhelmed your senses.

The cool air blowing past you. The warmth of makos chest against your back. Your legs pressed against his. The vibrations of the road. You rested in his arms. He parked his bike and, for a moment, time stood still. You remembered this feeling of having a man so close to you was mako. The touch that you had starved for, just the comfort of a man. It was Mako.

The Mako that you know from Bolin. The same Mako that was with you this afternoon. The one that you always sat next to with the group. They had alway sat next to their significant others. you always sat next to mako laughing as you both poked fun at the lovers swooning over each other. This safety was him. It was always there. Tonight was just amplified by the situation.

Mako broke the comfortable silence. "I'm glad you're safe."

His hands fell from yours, and he stood up dismounting the bike. The unwelcome cool air hitting your skin. Even through the layers of clothes, you could feel the cold air of being painfully single and without the warmth of another. "Yeah, I am too." You stood up still a little shook up from the fight, or maybe it was the butterflies. Mako wrapped his arm around you to help stabilize you to the ground.

"Come on. Let's go inside. I'll get a bath for you. You can borrow some of my clothes to sleep in." He helped you step into the building and walked up to his door. He released you again to unlock the door. You could feel the cold again.

You made your way to the couch. As many times as you've been around mako, you've never seen his apartment. He no longer shared a place with Bolin. After Kuvira Bolin followed opal with her airbending, he left mako to figure out his own life path.

Mako was a fish out of water caring for himself, but with you here. He was in his element. Taking care of someone else was comfortable to him. It was second nature.

He walked to the bath and filled it with water, warming it with his bending. He grabbed a towel and picked out clothes for you. Leaving them on the countertop.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?" He called out as he entered the room again.

"No, just sore and a little shaken." You answered.

"The bath will help then. It's ready for you."

"You're the best, mako." You stood up and walked towards the bathroom. You stopped next to him. Your intrusive thoughts win. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. At first, he was taken back, but then he held you, remedying his own touch starvation.

"If you need anything, let me know. I'll be in the living room."

You let go and walked into the room shutting the door. You shed the clothes and a horrible day away. You stepped into the warm water, and it engulfed you in relaxation. Your mind stood still. The warmth of the bath was soothing. His bending was laced with the water it felt as if you were with him. This crush hit you like a ton of bricks.

All at once, the craving sat beside you, taking over every thought. The way his hands held yours on the bike. The way he was so gentle with you. The way he stepped into danger protecting you from the gang. The way he threw the men against the car in an effort for them to feel pain they wanted to cause to you. He was everything you had been wanting. He was right in front of you the entire time. He would fight with you and for you. You had known him for over a year, and every caring thing he did for you that seemed like a kind gesture suddenly made you question if he could feel this shift too. If he maybe felt more for you.

The water was cooling down. You stood up, drying yourself off. You wrapped the towel over your hair. The clothes were baggy but were comfortable. The shirt smelled faintly like spices, cinnamon, and distinct firebender smoke like a relaxing incense. It was both sweet and spicy.

The tub drained, and you walked out. Mako looked up from his book. "Feel better?"

"I do. What are you reading?" You sit on the couch next to him. His arm was thrown over the couch and almost over your shoulder.

"Just some fire nation history." He put down the book on the coffee table.

"I never knew you were a history guy."

"Not normally. I just want to learn more about my culture." He spoke honestly.

"Anything interesting? I don't know much about the firenation." You both sat comfortably on the couch. Your mind wondered back to his touch and how you felt with him. You could feel the electricity in the space between you.

"Just rulers with anger issues and a lot of festivals. There are a few good leaders, though. I just got to where Lord Zuko took leadership. He was so young."

"Maybe he can teach you some about the culture one day. I do know the firelily festival is coming up. You deserve some time off. Chief would probably let you off to go." Your heart was leaping. Your thoughts turned to what it would be like to travel with Mako with this newfound crush. He looked so different in this light. The way his jawline stood out. His bone structure screaming firenation with the hard edges. His slim figure left you wondering what was under the clothes that shielded your view.

"I don't think that's a great idea. I don't think I should go alone to the firenation. I would look the part, but there are so many traditions I would look like a fool for not following them." He was aware of his resemblance to the firenation. Enough to leave you an opening. It was more than enough of an opening for you to take. You battled the thought in your head.

"I could go with you." Your mouth moved too quick for your head to stop it. "I know a little from my parents. They had some friends from the firenation. We celebrated the firelily festival with them a few times."

"If you want to go. I'll ask the chief next time I see her. When is it?" He seemed to want it more for you than himself. Maybe just an excuse to get away with you, just you.

"It's in a few weeks. It will be fun. My parent's friends told us stories about the firelilies and how they were decorated for the festival, and we can try some authentic firenation food." You were excited reading between the lines, hoping you were reading correctly.

"Bolin is going to be jealous." Mako chuckled.

"Let's tell him after we go. This can be a trip for you." You baited.

"For us. You deserve a break, too. Especially after today. What happened? You were supposed to be on that date, right?" He bit down on the hook that you laid out. Us was a simple word, but the heavy meaning was feeding you, leaving you a pure glutton for more.

"Yeah, he had just shown up, and then the gang showed up telling us to give up our money, and he ran."

"He left you alone with them?" He tensed unknowingly, setting it up so perfectly for you.

"I'm not going back out with a man like that. I prefer a man who will fight by my side." You grabbed his hand from behind you and pulled his arm down across your shoulder. You let go of his hand and shifted closer to mako. His fingertips traced your arm where you had just placed his hand. His body released the tension from his anger of you being left in danger. The new sensation of you showing interest was taking over. Your arm tingled from his touch again.

"I wish I would've been there." He spoke softly he sat up from his relaxed position.

"I wish you were there, and the gang didn't show up." You admitted feeling him pull you closer. You wanted desperately to be on a date with him instead of the coward. The way he made you laugh when you were with the krew. The way he was so kind-hearted with that hard external shell. You had cracked his shell before tonight but really tasting his gentle side now. You wanted more. It was intoxicating.

"A trip to the firenation is big first date. Are you sure you want to go with me?" He was leaning in so slowly.

"We have time to plan one before. Then we can take our secret trip together." He smirked, placing a hand on your waist, pulling you all the way into his grasp. Our was another word that wasn't just tossed around. It was something that linked you both as one. His lips met yours. You were free to explore this new beginning alone with him. That's how you wanted to keep it. His soft lips were electric to yours. It was as if lightning was striking the earth. Your lips were tingling with each move. His hand gripped at your waist.

You ran your fingers through his hair. Ethereal feelings rushed around you. Your hands searched for something stable, finding his chest to be suited. Your world was crashing into his. It left you in a daze.

Mako pulled away slowly. His hand released your hip, sliding down your leg comfortably, and his gaze met yours before running down the length of your hair that was unbundled from the towel.

"I don't want to tell the others anything yet. I don't want to deal with the questions and them poking fun at our expense. I want us to figure everything out first." You spoke through the euphoria glazed on your lips.

He nodded in agreement, trailing his fingers on your back. "When they find out we are in for it."

"If they find out..." You trailed leaning back in to kiss him, needing that euphoria back.

[mochiflxwer]

redid that animatic i did a couple months back :] i like it a lot more ehe

[ballpitbee]

HI

[yikes-kachowski]

Here's my redesign/complete au version of bumi ii.

He's aangs kid and named bumi and basically has the same story if you squint except he stays a nonbender and has a different mother. however, I don't mind anyone reposting/using my design for canon compliant bumi

[doli-nemae]

oh and here's one of my mandalorians - Will'ow Lok

Will is not a great fighter, but she's pretty good in engineering, repairing and creating some useful equipment for others. They especially love to repair and to build droids

[stitch1830]

Some Kantoph and lil bb Beifong for the dash (personally I drew it to be lil Jian Beifong, but could be any of the bbs—)

[circlique]

Avatar: Threads of Power

Prologue/Chapter 1:

Overall Rating: Mature (this chapter, Gen)

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen, Multi

Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender

In the era of Kyoshi, a scrap of ancient history was discovered. Faded by centuries of dust and neglect, all that could be discerned from the tattered parchment was the words, "Dai Li's agents brought balance to the chaos of Ba Sing Se." It is from this that Kyoshi would find the inspiration to establish a new police force in Ba Sing Se in her era. But what of the original Dai Li? Thousands of years before Kyoshi, Kuruk, and Yangchen--a history all but lost to time--the world teetered on the brink. Nations one incident from all out war, environments destroyed by the greed of man, and spirits angered by the insolence of humanity. The spirits threatened to wipe them all out, unless the humans could make a change. From this chaos, a man named Dai Li attempted to unite the world. With his charismatic aura and strange bending abilities, he all but compelled his followers to complete devotion. His power spread, commanding total submission. His daughter, however, would ruin his plans. After his first fall, Dai Li, thought dead, faded into obscurity, and his daughter, granted a strange power by the last Lion Turtle, rose to fill the void of the absent Avatar. Ten years later, Dai Li would rear his head again, and Juno, knowing humanity under Dai Li's rule would have no humanity at all, sought out her own band of benders to take on her father. With all their differences and flaws, she will have her work cut out for her as they face Dai Li's enigmatic cult, their own demons, and the Avatar of whom no one speaks.

Yay, it's here! I hope you'll give it a read and stick along for the ride with me!

Click to read on AO3!

[ballpitbee]

Some LOZ OCs!

[azulaang-chakras]

"Maiko isn't canon anymore! Mai isn't Izumi's mother!"

Bryke, the heads of Nickelodeon and Paramount, and whoever the fuck is writing the comics nowadays could all come out tomorrow and say those exact words while introducing their new Izumi-producing OC and I'd still be like "It sure is nice that Mai and Zuko are happily married and doing a great job governing the Fire Nation while raising their kids together."

[wishingforatypewriter]

This might just be me descending into oc brainrot again, but I'm becoming a little obsessed with the idea of cultural differences between Republic City Fire Nationals and those from the mainland. Like, hairstyles alone could become such a potential source of confusion. Republic City girls would show up in the Fire Nation capital with their short, stylish pin waves and become the subject of whispers about what they might have done to dishonor themselves. And average Fire Nationals would arrive in downtown Republic City with pristine topknots and get mistaken for military personnel. And it would go so much further than hair. There would be differences in foods, clothing, manners—everything from how to signal an engagement to how to settle a dispute. I imagine there would be so much curiosity (and perhaps a little disdain/paternalism on the part of the mainland Fire Nationals) between the two groups.

[shockapple]

【Ember Island Vacation Day】

general Iroh X OC The Lieutenant General Zoe