Ok, so, bottom surgery recovery is going ~splendidly~ tbh, I’ve been off opioids basically all week, she’s healing well, she even looks pretty which at under the one-month mark is making me feel pretty optimistic. The only problems it’s giving me are that sometimes if I see something really gross it makes my body feel like it’s trying to suck itself inward from my vagina, like a black hole generated by the power of “ew ew ew,” and that healing is really tiring so I’m like…always sleepy. But tbh most of bottom surgery recovery has been peaceful, I’ve had a lot of time to do some self-reflection (which I hate, doing my own therapy as a patient suuuuuucks), BUT, I do have one funny story:

Right as I wake up there’s a nurse there who hustles over and says he’s glad he saw me wake up and tells me he’s giving me some pain meds and then he gives me IV Fentanyl and so I go from like “Ow ow ow ow awake awake awake” to “ooooooh fuck I’m floating on clouds made of rainbows” in like 6 seconds and so I was pretty out of it. The hospital had all the recently-post op patients all in one big-ass room, and they see patients for ALL sorts of surgeries, so I was next to an old guy who got his knee replaced on one side and some young 30-something dude with some kind of mechanism on his leg. So I asked him what happened since I was high as fuck and feeling kind as a result, and he said he broke his leg hiking off-trail when his leg went down a literal rabbit hole and snapped his shinbone. I say something like “damn dude that blowssssss” while giggling because I’m high as FUCK on actual fentanyl and he’s like “Yeah, for real, I’m feeling great right now though! What about you? What are you in here for?”

And I fully was not thinking like a person, I was thinking like a fentanyl-addled tgirl so I just go “Oh, haha, they cut my dick off!”

And he just kinda stops and is like “Hah-WAIT what? Why?” and I was trying to think of an acceptable answer to tell this cis guy because it’s dawning on me through my drug-induced haze that not everybody wants their penis gone and before I can think of a response two nurses just came up and…wheeled him away. Idk where to, and I don’t think he did either, because he kept looking back at me and frantically asking the nurses where they were taking him and I never gave him an adequate response so he probably thought he was gonna get that “Transgender for Everyone” shit before he was probably actually delivered to whoever his ride home was.

New movie got me obsessed again

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All the emotions coming out from the cloud babies, guilt, anger, stress and anxiety.

Tenzin wants to be a great air bender but feels like he won’t live up to his dads expectations, is terrified of being the only one like his dad, wants to participate in his mother’s culture more, and is secretly jealous of his siblings freedom and is ashamed that his temperament is more of his mother’s because hes supposed to be in control. To be untethered, to be free. Nearly untouchable.

But he’ll push those things aside and he’ll focus, he’ll get better. He will be a great air bender. He will not let it all die out. Even if that means sacrificing himself over and over again. Even if it means letting the water tribe fade away from him.

Kya ii feels guilty, she did not sacrifice anything. She is master Katara’s daughter, yet she is not fearless like her. She is a true free spirit, much like an air nomad. She avoids confrontation when she can.

She accepts her role as a middle child, sometimes a cool mediator for her brother’s complicated relationship. She understands the strain of being a bender and having impossible expectations but she also understands what it’s like to not be quite enough for anyone. She loves her brothers, but she pity’s them for they do not see how similar they are. And sometimes when no one’s around she too feels the sting of jealousy like Bumi does.

If she cannot please anyone, then she will not. She moves through the world lighter than air. And no one can say they saw her, cause who knows her name? It’ll be like she was never there.

Bumi is air. He is light, joyful and energetic. He has a great thirst to prove himself in everything he does. He loves his family very much. He jokes around with his cousins and friends. He tries to guide his younger siblings in a way that makes them feel more at ease.

He is not blind he sees tenzin exactly for what he is. So he doesn’t push he sees the weight of world on his shoulders. It’s a terrible odd feeling being an older brother. To love another so much and yet hate to see what they have. He’s felt it around Kya too. He swallows it. He continues to be that joyful boy who jokes, but as he gets older he feels the bitterness spreading through his body.

It’s probably childish. And he looks at his father and his mother, how hard they work. Who’s he to complain? And he hates a part of himself. The part that desperately wants to ease his parents burdens. If only he were a bender. And he’s angry at his father and solemn with his mother.

He knows the three of them weren’t enough for Aang, she knows it too. Aang loves them. And They are not enough. Tenzin could be enough, but he’s hanging on by a thread. No matter how happy they make him, they can’t ever make him as happy as he was when he had them.

Sleeping on the Job...

yeah i just love it when a character is in an inescapable torment nexus for a huge portion of their life and it defines every aspect of their existence forever. also whats cptsd

Haha is that seat taken ahahaha

Hahah hah heh

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I literally just want to breathe fire fuck everything else I just want fire breath

Kataang week: cloud babies

The cloud babies being little kataang shippers

Plus the little drawing of Bumi

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GUYS WE HAVE AN OFFICIAL INSIDE VIEW OF KATARA’S APARTMENT NOW!!!

posted by @conpatshe on Twitter! @orenjikunart confirmed they did work to possibly show the interior but it was cut during production

The fuel this gives for fanfic is insane. Katara’s apartment where her broke boyfriend Avatar Aang lives sometimes 🤣 #showthebed

Before continuing, I do not accept any claims from Zutara regarding my content; they are like brothers to me, thank you.

Furthermore, I enjoy imagining domestic scenarios of the adult Gang, and seeing how Zuko abandons everything in the film to go for a walk with his friends fuels my imagination even more.

That said, Bumi wanted another man on that team of kids at all costs.

Their faces give me life.

Yes, Kya included!!!