Ty Lee: Do you have any idea what my home life was like, growing up with six sisters who look exactly like me? It was like I didn’t even have my own name. I joined the circus because I was scared of spending the rest of my life as part of a matched set. At least I’m different now. Circus freak is a compliment!
Azula: My own mother… thought I was a monster.
Mai: I was a rich only child who got anything I wanted. As long as I behaved…and sat still…and didn’t speak unless spoken to. My mother said I had to keep out of trouble; we had my Dad’s political career to think about.
Zuko: Bad skin? Normal teenagers worry about bad skin. I don’t have that luxury. My father decided to teach me a permanent lesson — on my face.
I need to start carrying a little notebook for fic—I’m sick of getting good ideas them forgetting them. *sigh*
To be honest, there’s really no point in having arguments over who deserved Lily and who she should have chosen, and blah blah blah. This was literally a decision that was made before the series was written. We had and have no say in the matter. What we think of James and what we think of Snape isn’t the point because she chose her path and it made her “alight with happiness.” So who are to tell her that she chose wrong?
1950 Blue silk taffeta w/ metallic gold brocade dress, fashioned from Indian sari.
Screenshot Redraw: ATLA 105
Aang: Okay! You caught me. I’m the Avatar, doing my Avatar thing, keeping the world safe. Everything checks out, no firebenders here. So, good work everybody. Love each other, respect all life and don’t run with your spears. We’ll see you next time!
But I don’t think I can explain Remadora in real actual words bc Remus is just warmth and heat that Tonks feels at her back when she’s taking down Dark Wizards knowing she has someone to go home to, when home at the end of the day is a person, and Tonks is how all the senses are suddenly clearer on a sunny day, like she’s when the light hits Remus and he can see color and feel himself breathe again and suddenly his life is there to engage him and he’s happy to have survived so long to meet it.
These two together are as if the whole world was muffled and sluggish until they met and suddenly the universe is in motion and it centers on them, like this is just what it is, do you feel me?
Hey babe are you a hippogriff? Because I need to respect you before I mount you
for that AU prompt, one night stand before the first day of your new job and oops that was your boss you were sleeping with. I don’t know if this makes sense. I shouldn’t write after midnight.
It all happened so fast.
At the time it seemed like a good idea. She’d had nothing else to do except stay at home feeling nervous all evening, probably not sleeping on top of it (of course, she still didn’t end up getting much sleep, but –) and Mary’s suggestion that they go out, to take her mind off the next day, had been so much more appealing. “Let’s drink like we’re twenty again,” she said, and bundled them off to that new club on the other side of the city.
That was only the beginning.
The Tube’s jam-packed, and Lily squeezes herself into a miniscule space by the doors, clinging onto her coffee for dear life and desperately trying not to breathe in the tobacco haze wafting from her neighbour, because her stomach is already churning and there’s a thumping pain in her head and it’s only half past eight in the sodding morning. She closes her eyes and leans back as the train starts to move. A wave of regret washes over her with every throb to her temple; it’s her own stupid fault that she’s feeling so utterly crap, and she’s sure she looks awful too because she only had time for a ten-second shower once she got back to her place, and if this isn’t the worst way to start a new job then -
Fuck. Fucking hell. She grinds a fist against her forehead, screwing up her eyes: she can still hear the music from the club, remembers having to shout over it, and then there was no music, but instead the hysterical laughter of the very drunk, and then there was just heavy breathing and … fuck.
The worst thing is that if she wasn’t on the way to the first day of her new job, a really big fucking deal, then she’s pretty sure she wouldn’t regret it. Drunk she might have been, but she remembers it being fun, fumbly and messy and probably really awkward but still fun and – she remembers laughing a lot, both at the club and then afterwards. He had a big laugh. And he wore glasses; she remembers tossing them aside, just before he tripped over her shoes …
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