|Naomi |Eightteen |Republic City Institute
"Tomorrow is a brand new day! Just like today, and yesterday were supossed to be"
Expect the unexpected.
"All stories are true"
There’s a guy at my school who looks like Four.
I shit you not.
Except for the fact that his eyes aren’t blue, he’s Four.
Face and height and it’s only now I realized it.
I’m Christina and this guy at my school is Four.
WHY THE FUCK ARENT THE CASTING AUDITIONS HERE IN MY CITY
One of the best things about college so far is the fact that you can open a pack of gum in the hallway and not have everyone on your ass asking for a piece.
and that could be because I don’t have many friend in college. Or maybe because the people in college are better than the kids In high school.
But what really gets me about gum in high school is the people who ask. If it’s my friends, it’s whatever. That’s expected. If it’s some PUNK ASS BITCH WHO YOU HAVEN’T SPOKEN TO IN A YEAR, YOU NEED TO LEAVE.
Seriously. Just go.
Piper McLean, Mark of Athena
This is, without a doubt, my favourite serious quote from the book. I think it embodies what the entire series is all about when it comes to morals, and sometimes I think we all need to take a step back and appreciate what a great message it is. (via andythelemon)
#and keep in mind it was said by piper mclean, who gets probably some of the worst character hate in this fandom (via pjseaweedbrain)
It’s safe to say that the boat scene was one of the most emotional and touching moments of the entire show. When it came down to it, they were just a pair of broken brothers. Tarrlok and Noatak were both head strong and driven people. They both believed they were doing right even though the way they were going at it was wrong. Noatak was evil in the sense that he hurt people but he was also good in the sense that he just wanted to change a serious and rising problem. Tarrlok was the same, he wanted to make Republic City the best it was but he was blinded by his drive and hurt people along the way.
Those poor brothers were victims of Yakone, a man who robbed them of their childhood. He controlled their lives. And even though he passed away, he still had a tight hold on both of the brothers. Tarrlok wanted to be something more than his father’s tool. Tarrlok wanted to be acknowledged by Republic City because in doing so, he would surpass his father. Noatak, I feel, was painfully innocent. He was so warped around the idea that bending was evil. It was all he’s ever experienced and all he’s ever known.
Every single time Amon spoke of the Equalists and his dream for equality, I couldn’t help but think that part of the reason he was doing all this was for Tarrlok. Tarrlok, his younger and only brother, represented how bending could be used for evil, how an innocent and kind hearted child could be forced to do horrible things, how easily bending could cause fear in people.
There was a moment when Noatak realized that he wasn’t alone, that someone still cared for him. A single tear was all it took to show that. Maybe all Noatak wanted to be loved, to know that he wasn’t alone, to know that his power wouldn’t have to be a curse, to know that someone understood. One tear for the single hope he had, a change at a new life.
The music was so simple and strangely peaceful. I hope Tarrlok came to terms with all the horrible things he had done and that not everything was his fault. I hope he forgave himself for letting his brother go, for not being strong to keep his damaged family together. I hope he knew that he was loved. Because underneath, he was still that young boy who viewed the world with such hopeful eyes. He was just a kind hearted boy who was corrupted by his father’s drive.
They just never had the chance to be happy together. I really would have liked that. What a sad reunion. And what a sad story they told.
mols:
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.
“The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have.” — Louis E. Boone
