avatarjenny:

my original graphic here, and partially inspired by lunarstinger’s rendition

    Bending Philosophies

  • Airbender's: Be the leaf
  • Firebender's: Burn the leaf
  • Earthbender's: Crush the leaf
  • Waterbender's: Drain the leaf of it's fluids

A LoK Fandom’s Guide To Who/What We Should Blame

chi-blocker:

Do NOT Blame:

——Bryke. For anything. Ever.

——Bryke. We fucking mean it.

——Nickelodeon. I mean they are giving us Korra aren’t they?

——An Animation Studio. They work so hard to give us the highest quality animations.

Do Blame:

——Hasook. In any and every case if possible. 

Fun Fact

ohblainers:

So the B-52s didn’t intend for “Tin Roof Rusted” to really mean anything when they wrote the song.

But it took on a life of its own and became slang for pregnant. So even though that’s not the original meaning in the song, it’s kind of common law what it means now.

So basically Blaine says “You’re WHAT?” and Kurt tells him he’s pregnant.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

pencilpushingenthusiast:

For stoney321’s “Where There’s Smoke” (dangerously addictive source material here!)

(Heartwolf and iloveweasleys, this is entirely your fault.)

imagenaryfriend:

EVERBODY STOP WATCHING RIKER&CURT FOR A SECOND AND WATCH DOM. HE IS SO FLAWLESS. HE IS ONE OF US. HE SHIPS NIFF HARDER THAN WE DO.

Their failed attempt to convince us Niff isn’t canon (:

Curt: “Do you see Niff together ? I see them as best friends.”
Riker: “Best friends !”
Curt: “They’re trying desperately to get a girl to love them.”
Riker: “Yes ! They just want someone to love them and they’re helping each other out with girls.” 

Oh Dom, bless you ! You’re one of us ! You’re like the head-Niffler.

Lol, guys seriously, if you want to convince us, try to convince your friends first. Because they ship you harder than we do Ghehe.

You should read Dalton by CP Coulter

artemismoon12:

-accioklaine:

Most accurate thing I have seen all day.

I love the whoosh of a deadline as it flies by.: Fencing | A Very Short Jogan Drabble

the-hypocritical-critic:

Twenty minutes into the Dalton fencing meet against St. Patrick’s, Julian strode through the doors of the gymnasium. His suit was horribly wrinkled from the plane, and his hair stuck up from falling asleep at such a strange angle, but he was here.

“I can’t believe you flew all the way back just to watch a fencing meet,” Kurt said as Julian slid into the seat beside him and removed his sunglasses.

“I love fencing,” Julian replied nonchalantly.  ”Well, Logan loves fencing.  I love Logan.”

fallingintothedenouement:

Meredith’s impression of Darren trying to impress her mother.

sr