Hidden Scars That Won't Heal

A dedication blog to those unfortunate brothers we came to love, Noatak and Tarrlok. This is mostly for the two as children, and will contain art, drabbles, and character analyses. Possible in-character asks. Expect some art of the adults as well.

I will do my best to offer credit where credit is due, but I can't always find the source. If you know of a source that I didn't mark, please feel free to tell me.

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He had to do this.

If Noatak was the expert, Tarrlok wouldn’t have to be.

If Noatak was the prodigy, Tarrlok wouldn’t have to be.

Noatak had to protect his brother from the expectations of their father. And if it meant he had to be the cold, unfeeling prodigy that their father wanted, then he would do it … No matter how much it hurt.

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shesfiction:

Noatak by *andrahilde‘I’d almost forgotten the sound of my own name.’

shesfiction:

Noatak by *andrahilde
‘I’d almost forgotten the sound of my own name.’

jazzpha:

babiesssss by ~prince-opeo
D’:
There are times I wonder why I do the things to myself that I do.
This is one of those times.

jazzpha:

babiesssss by ~prince-opeo

D’:

There are times I wonder why I do the things to myself that I do.

This is one of those times.