Posts tagged fanart.


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okay so is calling a masterpiece that you slaved for hours and hours to complete and probably bled and sweat and cried over a “speedpaint” like a running joke now or




been seeing a lot of Gravity Falls crossovers with other mystery kids on my dash, and naturally, I was like- why not teens!!!!

kim and mabel oh my gosh

Kim’s sweater….

this is great because i used to do KP/DP crossover stuff all the time

in oregon which is the place where i live

and stuff

oh and what even is your shirt kim

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“Let’s go wreck some shit, brother!”

For hatalie.

so this is something that happened on my dash

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So this arose out of a realization my bestie and I had after yoga class.

The conversation went basically like this:

Her: “I feel like a dork for admitting this, but when I do yoga, I imagine I’m Katniss. It totally helps.”

Me: “That’s freaky. Cause I imagine I’m Korra.”

And so the basic premise is that whenever we do anything athletic together, we are Katniss and Korra. So I drew them doing basically the only athletic things she and I do together: Yoga and running.

The funny part about this is that when it comes to the meditation part of yoga class, she’s actually more like Korra about it. She hates it and just wants to get down to the physical parts. For me it’s basically my favorite part.

As far as Katniss’s commentary in the second one, I firmly believe that if Korra and Katniss ever met, they’d talk about the similarities between Mako and Gale/Bolin and Peeta and just laugh their asses off.

This is also making me question why the hell I ship Borra so hard when I hate Peeniss with a passion

Anyway, enjoy.




i’m sorry for the ugly ass watermark :’( but you have to understand me , someone uploaded a drawing of mine and the shit got over 1600 notes and no one gave me credit so i had to take the matter into my own hands and now all of my drawings will have the name of my blog , urgh (´・ω・`)

Now about the picture!! dudeeeeeeeeeeee i’m such a Borra shipper urgrh but don’t missunderstand me  i’m 101% Makorra too but at the moment i’m way too mad at Mako and i’m seeing my baby husband Bolin in another light and yeah , Borra gives me the feels! so i decided to draw some kissy sketches (Boy do i love to draw kisses) and color it , omg this is so messy lol so yeah  , i hope you like it? (´・ω・`)

Click for high resolution and stuff!

Yes, this is all very good.

Katrina approves.


oh god this is gorgeous

He looks so happyyyyyyyy!



Surprise! by *JazzySatinDoll

Remember when we all thought he was gonna be socially awkward and adorable and not really sexy at all


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(part 2 of this)

For the first time in weeks, Korra drifted off into completely peaceful sleep.

That was, until she woke to the sound of Bolin’s terrified scream.

"Bolin?! Bolin, what’s—" she started, but she didn’t need to ask.

He was breathing heavily and there was sweat on his brow. “It’s nothing. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He sat up and swung his feet off the bed, ruffling his hair.

She felt an almost exhausted sadness. Bolin didn’t deserve to live in fear of Amon. She was the Avatar — this was her burden, not his.

"Hey," she said, scooting up next to him and placing a hand on his knee. "You don’t have to hide anything. You were here for me. Now it’s your turn."

He gave a half-smile and gripped her hand in his. “Just having you here is enough.”

And she decided right then and there that Amon would never get anywhere near the earthbending boy — he’d have to kill her first.

You guys help

I can’t stop

Bolin was startled awake at the sudden impact on his mattress and the soft sound of muffled sobbing. Rapidly regaining his senses, he looked down and saw only a tangled mess of dark brown hair and tears gleaming on the cheek of a face that was firmly buried in his chest.

“Korra?” He whispered, instinctively wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She shook slightly in his grip. He started to ask what was wrong, but after a split second of thought, he knew.

"The nightmares again?"

She nodded slowly. “Every night it’s the same,” she said through sobs. “Every night it’s him. He takes my bending… And then I’m helpless…”

He held her tighter. “Me too.”

"I’m sorry, Bolin, you’re just the only one who—"

"Shhh, no, it’s okay. You can stay here as long as you need to. I’m here."

The truth was, he needed her just the same.

Having some Borra feels, as you can see…