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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
crusanite ghostfiish
just-shower-thoughts

Due to the evolution of bacteria with respect to our bodies natural defense mechanisms, traveling forward in time could kill you, and traveling back in time could kill everyone.

theconcealedweapon

I never thought about this but it makes perfect sense.

iopele

epidemiology fascinates me and this post is just so cool to me

sourbluefreezy

what if the black plague and spanish flu outbreaks were caused by some asshole time traveller

Source: just-shower-thoughts
chocmarss

You, you, you

An atla fic, tokka.

Summary: "Do you still love her?“

He feels himself straightening his spine. "Maybe.”

She stays silent for a while. “You’re not telling me the whole truth.”

He shoots her a dirty look. “Are you using your seismic powers on me?”

“Maybe,” she echoes his response, taking a gulp of her drink.

Toph.”

“That’s me.”

A/N: See, when you re-watch TV shows you used to watch as a kid, you’ll understand things that didn’t make sense to you when you were younger, thus the cause of water works because WOW DO I KNOW THINGS NOW

Anyway, I’ve come to realise that Tokka is the otp of all otps because I’M PRETTY SURE SUYIN IS THE REASON WHY I MEAN C'MON COUGH COUGH also that I love their dynamic, especially that last episode because ow be still my heart

Toph is my hero and I love her so much

Thanks to @birukimeraki for the beta! <3


Sokka feels the way his body moves as he slices his sword in the air, his wolftail whips behind him as his torso turns.

Black smoke, shrieks of metal.

His feet take measured steps as the sole of his thick boots scuffs against the bricked floor, Yue’s light shining brightly onto him from where she stares down among the stars.

Frantic breaths, clutching fingers.

He purses his lips, feeling the sweat dripping down his neck, before running down his bare chest when the tip of his sword impales itself into an invisible enemy.

Panic gasps, catching her before she falls.

The arc of swings becomes wider, desperate, twisting himself around as he now uses the dummy a few feet away, wanting to hit something as everything becomes faster and clearer at every moment.

He can’t see her, but dear Spirits he can feel her, holding onto him tightly as they blink away the tears.

He doesn’t know when he closes his eyes, letting his hands grip the hilt tighter as he hears the broken wood under his strong blows, feeling the splinters scratch his skin.

His heart lurches when she slips, but she manages to catch herself, like she always does.

He’s ruthless as he cuts off the arms of the dummy, neglecting everything else as he faintly hears them bounce away.

His instinct is screaming protect, protect, protect even if his leg shatters from the fall, where he has to prevent her from slipping out of his grasp.

He suddenly feels an unsettling warmth that spreads over his skin, as if the fire from before is hanging right above him.

He sees men pointing their palms towards them.

Towards her.

He roars, giving one last savage swing.

“Rough night?”

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