Good Morning Dirtbag Nation Last Night I Cowboy Camped Up On A Ridgeline Tucked Beneath Hemlock Saplings

there is a very easy, quick but messy solution to all your problems.

Part 1. pov 5 seconds before the Mystic Seller drops a memory bomb on Narinder

Alone Time 🌿🎑

Team Avatar had been travelling through the Earth Kingdom for weeks, in search of adventure. Zuko and Sokka had faced many challenges together, and now they walked through the dense forest, feeling a sense of peace wash over them finally. As they hiked, they approached a small stream flowing through the woods, and they let themselves be guided by the dancing leaves that raced ahead of them until they stumbled upon a secluded hot spring nestled among the trees.

The steam rose around them, and they shared a knowing smile before slowly undressing weeks of adventure, their soft gazes never leaving each other.

The warmth of the water embraced them, and they felt their bodies relax with each other's soothing touch. Sokka reached out and tenderly ran his fingers through Zuko's ebony hair, feeling the warmth of the spring mingling with the heat of their exposed intimacy like fuel to a fire. Zuko leaned into the gentle touch, his eyes closing briefly as he savoured the closeness of the moment and allowed himself to sink. They moved closer together, their bodies fitting perfectly, sharing soft, slow kisses, the water embracing them like a cocoon of love.

They bided their time,

In the quiet of the forest, surrounded only by the beauty of nature, Zuko and Sokka let go of the worries of the world, basking in the simple joy of being alone together. With each touch and whispered word, their connection deepened, binding them together in a love that transcended time and space. As they lost themselves in each other's embrace, they knew that at this moment, they were exactly where they wanted to be – together.

The sound of the forest and the gentle touch of the water made them feel like they were in a world of their own, where nothing else mattered. They felt their hearts beating in unison, and they knew that they had found something special in each other. It was a moment that they would never forget, a moment that would stay with them forever.

Day 45 // welcome home

Me having beaten my dad to talk to mom for the second time today and greeting my bf having walked out of styx

Old doodles, continuation / Part 2 of this comic

I've developed more of the draft since drawing this so not sure if I'll use it in TROD but alas. Cat conflict™

Gothic architecture. 💗

To spend eternity with you.

clingy

Sometime Somewhere Tartarus

@judas-redeemed / Wilhelm Schulz, “All Soul’s Day” / Neil Hilborn, “Our Numbered Days” /@petfurniture / Hugo Simberg , “The Garden of Death” / Ramona Ausubel