(Source: thecenturionwhowillnotwait)

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_{[ >u> you’ll have to wait and see~ if i end up making the account anyway which i most likely will hehEHEH ]}

_{“Awww man!”}

lupuselectus:

    _{-⊰❀⊱-     A narrowed gaze. “You said you could help me,” he murmured, as if pointing out something a child had missed. Those had indeed been her words, and Kiba merely found it pertinent to repeat them. His appreciation of her help proposal did not diminish, but he did find himself in a slightly irritable mood; mentioning one’s abilities, offering them up in the hopes of assistance, and then pulling back because it was not all one had made it out to be? There was a degree of annoyance to be found in that.}

_{Shaking his head as earth-colored tresses shifted alongside the movement, Kiba turned his gaze to the horizon; almost as if he could see everything beyond it. No point in getting himself all up in arms about a misunderstanding on both their parts. At the very least that was what he told himself. He trapped her gaze with his own, holding it firm. “Can you do it or can’t you?” It was a simple enough query. “I don’t have time to waste on possibilities.”}

_{Watching the disapproval expression becoming prominent on his visage, Korra furrowed her brows also. “Yeah, I did say that. So what’s the—” She got cut off by her own agitation, and again, tried to think of the right words to ease her own hypocrisy. But who was she kidding? An aggressive teenage girl who talks big—an obnoxious trait of hers, she mentally admits. Confusing obscurity with confidence probably didn’t do much good either.}

_{Then he proceeds to probe her, making her increasingly more irritated than she was previously. Calm down, Korra, you need to calm down, she repeatedly told herself. Yet again, she concealed her self-doubt with anger. Curling her digits into fists, the energy within her core focused onto her palms. Steam poured out of her tightly folded fists, lifting them up as sparks of flames emanated from her knuckles. She swung her arms down and a small trail of flames followed her fists.} 

_{“Look, Mr. Stern-Face, it ain’t as easy callin’ up spirits as it seems, okay!” Her boisterous voice echoed through the empty street, leaving some silence afterward. She breathed heavily, letting out the remaining steam that remained in her boiling core. “At least let me help you without writing me off like that! And I’m probably your only hope of finding that flower girl, so you shut your mouth!”}

(Source: topnotch-avatar)

_{“The morning is evil. So is babysitting!”}