Katara being the one to actively chase Zuko (◡‿◡✿)
Katara being the first to unashamedly admit attraction because as much as Zuko likes her, he’s a shy turtleduck who is awkward around girls (◡‿◡✿)
Katara, scantily-clad, conveniently falling on Zuko while sparring (◕‿◕✿)
Katara knowing what she wants and what she wants is to ride that surfbort (ʘ‿ʘ✿)
This is my friend’s son, Brennan. Brennan is nine years old, and has multiple disabilities and seizure disorder. He has been in the hospital for three weeks, and his parents were just denied Medicaid, and now they’re faced with loosing their home because of the cost of his medical needs. And now they have to pay out of pocket for a wheelchair van, because Brennan is not mobile.
His father, my friend, is a musician, and has put together a concert where all the proceeds will go to the cost of a wheelchair van, new medical equipment, and new medicines. But since a lot of us live farther away, there is a donate link as well.
I know Tumblr can make miracles happen. I’ve seen it in the posts that go around. This child needs this equipment and van and medicine.
He is a sweet child who always has a smile, and even the smallest amount you could donate would help.
I hate to be asking this but this child and his family are in need and I have to do all I can to help them.
Even a few dollars will help.
this is not my screenshot but yeah
okay what the actual fuck we need to start calling the fucking cops or something this little frenzy of theirs is going too far
GUYS, WE NEED TO FUCKING SIGNAL BOOST THIS AND GET THIS PICTURE KNOWN. WE NEED TO FUCKING STOP THEM, SERIOUSLY, THEY ARE LITERALLY FUCKING MURDERING PEOPLE. THE PEOPLE THAT DID THIS CAN AND SHOULD BE LOCKED UP FOR MANSLAUGHTER, SERIOUSLY, GET THIS KNOWN SO SOMEONE WILL DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS!!!!
the post with this photo on it already has 7k notes chill
youre telling me to chill over someone’s fucking death?
shut the fuck up
7000 NOTES IS NOT ENOUGH. SOMEONE. FREAKING. DIED. IF THERE ARENT TRILLIONS OF FREAKING NOTES, ITS NOT ENOUGH. THEY CAUSED THE LOSS OF A HUMAN LIFE. A BEAUTIFUL, MEANINGFUL HUMAN LIFE. THIS PERSON HAD SO MUCH TO LOOK FORWARD TO. THIS PERSON COULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE TO CURE CANCER OR HIVS. NONE OF US KNOWS, AND WE NEVER WILL. THERE IS ONE LESS MEANINGFUL LIFE ON THIS EARTH. THAT PERSON COULD HAVE MADE A DIFFERENCE, AND 4FRICKINGCHAN COAXED THEM INTO DEATH. HOW IS THAT NOT WRONG?!? DONT YOU DARE TELL ANYONE TO CHILL. THIS IS NOT OKAY AND WE ARE NOT GOING TO MAKE IT STOP UNLESS WE STAY UNITED AND AT LEAST FREAKING CARE.
This petition isn’t to shut down 4chan.
This is a petition to hold raiders criminally accountable for their actions.
Please, sign this.
This would mean that they could be punished for what they’ve done.
We don’t need any more deaths.
We need to take action.
I’ve got 253 followers, and most people have way more! SIGN THIS SHIT.
please sign this!! Everything is getting way out of hand!!
I have 1,300 followers and there isn’t a single reason why all of you shouldn’t sign and reblog this.
1,669 more guys.
the comments on that petition are awful
There is no excuse for not signing this.
oh man. we are having one of the most intense lightning storms i have ever seen.
now my lights are flickering. i swear to god, if the power goes out while i’m in the bathroom, i’m gonna scream
Trees have fallen over, rain is just POURING now, and i hear sirens in the distance. if i wasn’t so thrilled, I would be a little bit scared
I live in Leavenworth and we have the same problem. The power in my apartment complex went out at about 10:30 and just now (12:21) came back on.
Three years ago today I was laying in a hospital bed with an epidural giggling about not being able to feel anything below my boobs. At exactly 4:31 PM I gave birth to the most amazing little person I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting. I don’t know what I did to deserve being the mommy of the smartest, funniest, sweetest little boy in the world but I am forever grateful that he is my baby. In just three years of life he’s already made me so proud and I know he will continue to do so for the rest of his life. He is my sunshine, my world, my reason for living and today is his birthday. Happy Birthday Keagon Jay! Mommy loves you!
OMG REBLOG THIS & LOOK AT UR BLOG ITS COMPLETELY DIFERENT
iM CHIR YING BC THE WAY IT LOOKS ON YOUR BLOG SEND HELP
i dunt see it
Yea… that’s Dante Basco in a Zuko costume
So I was playing the Sims and got bored with the family I was playing. I’ve been in a zutara-y mood for a few days so I decided to make zutara sims (cause canon doesnt matter when im their sim god hahaha what). They got married, it was a beautiful ceremony, honeymooned in China and before long had their first child. It was a boy that they named Ronin (it’s Japanese for a Samurai that doesn’t have a master). Adorable family time ensued and Katara decided she wanted another. Now I waited until Zuko had the same wish and then let them do the dirty in a hot tub. Three sim days later Katara goes into labor. I send her off to the hospital to have the baby (Zuko was late and almost missed the birth…again) and out comes a little girl they named Kya. But I notice as I’m picking her traits that the “its a girl” moodlet isnt showing up. I’m all, “What gives?” Not three seconds after those words leave my lips out comes ANOTHER little girl! I was tickled pink because twins yay! They named her Ursa and I was so excited until I notice the twins moodlet isnt there…I dont even get to say anything this time before Its a boy! Pops up. TRIPLETS?! REALLY?! I cant with them anymore. They named the boy Kenji (Japanese for second born son) and i sat with my jaw on my desk.
maybe i wear lipstick so that
you will see my pretty pink mouth
wrapping around a coffee cup lid
and be distracted enough not to notice
that i am intelligent and powerful;
maybe i draw my brows into high arches
so you will look at my unimpressed skepticism
and overlook my spiteful glare
as a trick of my silly, girlish routine.
maybe i wear my heels so high and thin
so that i grasp your attention with the sway of my hips
as i listen to the click-clack-click against the floor
and know that if you should try to overpower me
i walk on sharpened knives.
maybe when i laugh at your worthless jokes
i am really baring my fangs
waiting patiently for the day
that i sink them into your neck.
i am not made of porcelain pleasantries;
you will find that these things are my armor
to keep you at a distance
so you do not step on me and shatter
my fragile control.
i am not a husk — i am not wilting.
i am turning my head
so that the fire blazing through my eyes
does not catch on the accelerant of your sweaty palms
and burn your bones to dust.
i am not your pretty girl;
i am a fury, a faerie, a phoenix —
a forest of werewolves and wendigos
that will carve out your chest
so that the next time i paint my pretty pink lips
i will taste the copper tang of your dying breaths.