The Rightful Heir to the Throne

reckless-solitude:

protip for chrome using roleplayers:

couldn’t find the original post because i have a lack of finding skills so i made this quick one. if you happen to know where the original post is, feel free to source or credit or show it to me so i can delete this post or something. idk. anyways, here we go.

what you’re doing is creating different users on your chrome browser so you can go be on many blogs at once and not ignore any of them. i know i feel guilty about that sometimes.

first thing you do is go over here:

and the dropdown thing happens, and you click on settings:

should take you to a page like this:

so you scroll down to where it says users and you click on this:

something like this might pop up:

in which case you would pick an icon and put in whatever distinguishing name you want to give it to tell them all apart.

or you get a new window popping up that prompts you to sign in:

you DO NOT have to sign in if you don’t have a google account or a gmail. sign in or press skip.

after that, you can sign into tumblr and customize the browser how you want, and you can do this as many times as you want for all of your accounts.

and afterwards all you have to do is go up here:

and you end up with a whole list of your accounts that you can just click and have a new window pop up:

and that’s pretty much that.

again, sorry to the op that i couldn’t find your post and just reblog it. D: credit where it’s due.

(via 50shadesof-honor)

• 20 Jun 2013
• 48

ooc

fucking tumblr deleted my reply from like yesterday o.0 what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck ughh no -______________- don’t even  have the time to recreate it rn i have to go bleh sorry bro i’ll redo it later 

• 19 Jun 2013

• #itsmemako

vickisigh:

when ppl delete artists’ comments

when ppl don’t source art

when ppl make really fucking disgusting food

(via tenpinbolin)

• 19 Jun 2013
• 23765

Too Close to Love You

avatar-state-aang:

Aang’s entire body began to surrender to Azula. In ways, he was at war with himself given the current situation. His mind, the logical part of him, was broken into two halves. One was screaming at him to get away, as far away from her as possible because it wasn’t too late to escape the dreadful possibilities. But another much stronger part of him was numb to logical reasoning. All it told him was that he should listen to his heart, his desires, his wants, his needs. That side was definitely winning out despite all the possible resistance against the female charm that he could put up. But of course, he couldn’t entirely blame himself for his feeble will. Azula was teasing him under her seductive, calculating eyes that seemed to observe every single movement and change of expression he made. She was tempting him with the way her perfectly manicured fingers delicately toyed with his hair. And she was captivating him with the simple touch to his chest and the meager distance between their lips. He felt… intoxicated by her. She was dangerous yet so desirable that he could care less. It was as though she had numbed every sense of his - every sense but lust. 

“I guess you could say all of those are right.” There wasn’t a pause or stutter in his voice because Aang had come to terms with what might just happen. He had come to accept that he was indeed attracted to her and considering that he would probably never get a chance like this again, a chance to hold her and caress her, Aang intended to take this opportunity because it was likely the only one he would get. Lowering his head, he nuzzled his head against her and let his lips lightly graze upon the soft skin of her neck. It came as a shock that he wasn’t trembling the least bit. He was actually rather calm and collected despite the circumstances. “I know that I’m attracted to you…” He admitted with a light peck on her jaw. “But I’m not so sure about you.” 

Azula’s breath hitched slightly as his lips met her skin, setting it ablaze as Aang softly kissed her. She bit her lip in a futile attempt to stifle a gasp. His soft, husky voice sent shivers down her spine as his breath danced on her skin. The princess couldn’t believe that such gentle contact could drive her senses wild. A glimpse of submission caused her to almost be afraid of losing herself, losing control, succumbing to him…almost… Her fingers grasped his robes tightly, bunching them in her fists. As she had expected, Aang raised his head, curiosity swirling in his eyes, and maybe a touch of…not panic, but apprehension, as though he expected the worst. A smirk once again spread across her lips, “You’ll have to be the judge of that, Avatar.” Pulling him closer so that the space between them disappeared yet again, she captured his lips in hers, answering what hadn’t been phrased as a question, not that it wasn’t obvious enough. She tried not to seem too eager to taste his soft, sweet lips again, but inside she’d been longing for the sensation she’d felt mere minutes ago.

(Source: trustisforfools)

• 19 Jun 2013
• 16