I also love me some toph. I wish there was more fanart.

Same but I like checking the tag pretty regularly and I love the small but persistent fandom we have. @emptyspaaace / @emptyaaart, @chipper-smol and @doorstoplord have some pretty good backlogs of tpoh art/theories/discussions, and @thatdappertellybloke is the official fanart blog run by mod. (There are plenty more gr8 artists in the fandom but I’m forgetting most of them rn so if y'all wanna tag onto this feel free)

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Boi lets not leave the fantastic @theholeyness

the amazing shitposter @imgonnafuckingscream

and some hella quality posts from @hobermen

AND OF COURSE @vintagecandyshop-art GLAD I REMEMBERED

can’t forget @tpoh-confessions who provides us with amazing shitposts between the updates

also take a quick peek at some amazing pieces by @lonelydragoness

AND GONNA THROW @blueartistic813 ON THIS TRAINRIDE TOO

ok these are all the few that came to mind immediately, but please add if I forgot anyone!

dont leave out @0chromat they drew a prime time comic here: http://0chromat.tumblr.com/post/82098894455/whole-comic-the-base-story-that-i-sketched-out

and @potentialforart has some good stuff

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This fandom is amazing and I'm so happy to have discovered it!

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Guardian Humans

Do you ever watch kids playing around being all adorable and your heart goes out to them and you want to watch over them like an older sibling and hope that nothing happens to them?

Makes me wonder if there was ever older kids who looked out for me and I never knew.

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Update: He waited for me at the bus stop again today.

Yes. My selfie skills are awful. Just focus on him and it will look better.

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I Need to Run More

So I live on the edge of town between desert redneck and trashed ghetto suburb and I was late to my bus stop down the street.

The cruelty with living in the middle of nowhere is that I can see the bus coming a mile away (literally.)

So today, it happens...again.

I start running, knowing deep in my heart that they wouldn't stop because I was just waaay too far out. Hell. I probably wouldn't have waited.

And they stopped!

My pathetic attempts to run to the bus is something right out of a Biggest Loser episode.

I finally reach the bus two minutes later and jump on, panting, "I'm sorry, I need to run more."

And he's like, "Nah man, you're beautiful just the way you are."

This guy has to deal with people cussing him out, screaming, and getting high on the bus and he goes out of his way to let me know everything is alright.

I wish I could tell him that last night I was depressed and had huge anxiety...and that one gesture of kindness made things 300% better.