can’t stop watching end of act 4 flash thingy urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

STOOOOP!!!!!!!!
REBLOG THIS NOW!! I REALLY DONT CARE IF YOU THINK ITS GONNA RUIN YOUR BLOG! JUST REBLOG IT!!
I never knew that eleven numbers would be one of the reasons that I’m alive today, but I’m glad that they are.
Otherwise, I’d never have been able to meet the people that I have now, and I never would have been able to see Legend of Korra, and I never would have been able to realize that despite the fact that I am one in a world of seven billion, there are countless people that I didn’t know really cared until the time came for me to see it.
Thank you;
- Mom; who no matter what has told me that my mistakes are what has taught me to be a gracious woman that has matured and bloomed
- My brother; who has accepted my being bisexual and my strange personality, and has stood up for me against all of his friends that have deemed me weird
- My friends at school; who have shown me that people really do care
- My friends on tumblr; who have shown me that that the world is a big place, that it’s full of a lot of people, that we share the same things, have differences, and overall has shown me that no matter what, I’m accepted for who I am, and not what other people want to force me to be.
Thank you.
Okay. I know I’m totally insane for dissecting this, but hear me out, LOL. But am I the only one concerned with the fact that it looks like Aang and Sokka are having a death glare staring match in the flashback scene?
Black: As you can see, I circled the audience with black in the present shot and the past shot. Obviously, there’s been some changes in the seating since that time, but it appears as though Aang is facing in the opposite direction as the audience, his back being to them, as you see in Picture 4. Clearly they went from a circle-shaped seating arrangement to the U-shaped seating we see in the present day shot. So keep in mind that Aang is facing in the general direction of where the earthbending council member sits in the present day seating.
Red & Blue: I circled part of the “second floor” slash ceiling in red. It’s to show that Sokka was standing/seated in the flashback where the current day Southern Water Tribe representative sits, as the background is the same. This may possible mean that Sokka was indeed the Southern Water Tribe representative when the council was created, despite being a non-bender. I also circled those areas in blue to show that Sokka was sitting next to the front of the council, facing towards the audience, and facing towards Aang, more importantly.
Green: Now, given all the information I circled above, I think it’s safe(ISH) to assume that the parts circled in green in the picture of Aang is indeed Sokka’s shoulder, considering the fact that the shoulder of the person Aang is staring at has the same colour tone as Sokka’s shoulder and given the angle and point of view, since Aang is showed to be facing slightly to his right, since more of the left audience is shown in the last picture, meaning he is facing to where Sokka is sitting.
SO WHY ARE THEY DEATH GLARING ONE ANOTHER? I MUST KNOW THESE THINGS.
If this is true, shit is going down.
hey i just met you
and this is crazy
but here’s my number
so call me beep me if you wanna reach me
What happens when a tree branch falls onto a powerline?
Answer: Dramatic Annihilation
Only 17 seconds long - stick to the end.
Submitted by: nonniebyrd
THAT IS BEAUTIFUL.
Did that shit…just explode rainbows?!
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idk why but I burst out laughing every time I see this video
gapes at screen with open mouth
“No,” the wire whispered. “You can’t—you’ll burn—”
The branch smiled sadly, looking up at the tree that had protected her for so many years. But, the branch needed to know for herself the heat and passion of the wires. “I would rather burn a hundred times over,” she said softly, “than live an eternity away from you.”
“But, I’m right here! You can see me every day!” The wire pleaded desperately. “You don’t have to do this!”
“Actually, I do,” the branch replied. “I’m falling and it’s only a matter of time. Please…tell me you’ll catch me. Even if I’ll burn, tell me you’ll catch me.”
The wire was silent before swaying in affirmation, gazing up at the branch that had always been so far above him. Always out of reach, always kept away, protected jealously by the tree.
The wind was picking up, and with each blow, the branch swung ever closer to the wires until finally, she was ripped from the tree and fell down into the waiting arms of her beloved.
“Hello,” she whispered, feeling that dreadful heat creeping up from her base. It wouldn’t be long now. The sparks were already starting and she was starting to glow. The wire tried to prevent the inevitable, desperately trying to contain the power he knew would lead to her violent destruction, but all he could do was watch her burn as they swayed in the wind.
It was over within a few seconds. There was a sudden burst of colorful flames and everything was still. Even the wind had died down, leaving the remnants of the branch…his branch…sprawled across him, nothing more than a charred memory.
We interrupt our usual program…
(( whimpers softly ))
That fic is the best responseThat fic also happens to be mine. And I’m starting to regret writing it in the first place.





