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Reblogged from lizawesome  24 notes

lizawesome:

Man, imagine if Zaheer took Asami hostage. Just imagine. I mean, the Korrasami.

I think Asami would be super down and out about it all, having had Zaheer go on about how he’s going to do whatever horrible thing it is he’s going to do with Korra when she arrives. Then obviously Korra comes smashing in (alone because she was NOT wasting any time in rescuing her girlfriend) Zaheer right from the jump threatens to kill Asami and Korra’s like stunned and scared and doesn’t know what to do because hELLO it’s ASAMI.

Korra and Zaheer start fighting, Korra’s too worried ab Asami to focus properly and she starts to falter, and Zaheer knocks her down in front of Asami and comes to continue the fight when BAM!

Asami pulls some wicked cool gymnast move and puts Zaheer in a headlock with her legs and puts him to Zah-leep. (because hello who needs use of all four limbs? not Asami or Ming hua).

And boom, Korra and Asami save each other since rumor has it that’s what happens in good relationships.

Just, imagine.

Reblogged from electroflowerchild  36,689 notes

You don’t believe me when I tell you that I like the noises you make when you sleep
And I don’t believe you when you tell me that my voice is your favorite sound,
Not when you can sing like that.
One of your ex’s name tastes like stale coffee
And the other one burns as if I’ve swallowed a scalding pot.
You don’t understand why I don’t discuss my first love with you
But how am I supposed to tell the sun that I once fell for the moon?
If I could, I’d pay rent for the spaces between your fingers,
So if anyone else tried to intertwine their hand with yours,
They would be trespassing.
I’m very good at useless metaphors
And very bad at telling people how I feel
But on our worst nights, you’re snow in the month of March
and even though I’m sick of winter,
I will never stop appreciating the beauty of a blizzard. By All About Us, #1 (via spvandi)