Toxic Rants

yuki119:

whore-pole-pocket-fuck:

Can we just talk about how it’s been a year and yet somehow we’re all insane enough to continue having a fandom for a character that was on-screen for about 7 minutes?

Tahno 4 lyfe bitches. Where my tahnorrian’s at?

Do you write mature fanfiction, and if so, what gender do you identify as?

Hey guys! I’m doing a small poll to try and do some analysis. I know it seems like a strange topic but it’s something I’d like to look into. Please take the poll! Thanks x  Signal boost too so more people can answer!

Keep me fresh people. I’ll do Legend of Korra ones again, especially Lieumon, Tahorra and Broh. Not really a Makorra person, only at a push will I do those. 

Ask away.

A while ago I followed a link on Tumblr to the DA profile of a girl who had used brown-facing in her Korra cosplay. 

After a short argument with the girl and her friend, I received this message from some random deviant - 

Negroes could do it too, just like, paint themselves white. I wouldn’t find that racist. I’d find it endearing that they want to be like the master race. ;D 

This Deviant’s name is BanksClosed and she can be found here - 

http://banksclosed.deviantart.com/

After sending me this gem she blocked me immediantly so I could not respond to her. 

I encourage you all to call her out on what a little racist she is and promptly get her banned.

I know I’m not Tumblr famous but…

Do not fail me Tumblr.

EDIT: I also found some other hidden gems she posted including - 

‘HAHAHAHAHA YOU HAVE A DICK BUT YOU’RE A GIRL OMG ARE YOU ANGRY BECAUSE YOU’RE A TRANSVESTITE AND ARE OPPRESSED. ALSO YOU ARE BROWN. AND WHITE IS THE BEST. SORRY ABOUT YOUR BAD LIFE.’

That’s right folks. She makes fun of transgendered people too.

How do I even have followers that like Mako?

I mean, you guys know what I’m like. I’m surprised you can put up with me.

I follow some of them back and every now and then I see them dissing on Mako haters and I’m just like ‘Honey, don’t nobody want to start this fight with me.’

It’s like I have to side-eye their posts.

I don’t mind them posting Mako love. It’s just when they start talking smack about Mako haters, or call us idiots or have some bullshit argument as to why all our valid analysis is stupid.

Don’t nobody want this fight with me….

ALL OF THEM. EVER. I’VE DONE THEM ALL. MY MESSAGE BOX IS EMPTY!!!!

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Anonymous asked: Tahnorra prompt, just cuz I'm in a ToxicRants-lover mood c; | Snowing outside and the two cuddle wiff hot chocolate.

The snow was inches thick outside. Republic City was a blank sheet and the last of the crisp, un-touched snow lay just outside their door. They’d seen enough though, or more like Tahno had had enough of Korra throwing snowballs at him. Always something about his hair; dripping wet and void of style as he trudged through the front door. 

Though there was one thing he adored about the snow. Korra was always in her element, like the southern winds had blown and home came rushing back. Barren Arctic wastelands to run with her polar dog and blank, open skies filled to the brim with something white and fluffy. Tahno hadn’t visited the poles much, being born in the swamp meant he was used to more humid climates and a tad less clothing.

He forced himself to love the snow. She glowed whenever it came streaming down from above the grey towers of the city. Her tanned skin wet with the melted snow and her eyes shimmering back to a childhood lost in homes comforts. He was bought back to reality with the smell of something warm and chocolatey. Korra produced two mugs of steaming hot chocolate and placed them on the table just in front of the couch.

He stripped off the coat and the sopping wet scarf he’d been wearing, and kicking off the boots gave such a wave of relief he couldn’t get his feet to the fire quick enough. Soon, they were just snuggling there; drifting off into a quiet daydreaming, still stuck in one another’s arms.

Anonymous asked: Tahnorra prompt: Korra finds out Tahno's relatives are swamp waterbenders. I.e, rednecks.

“Breathe a word of this, Uh-vatar, and you’re dead,” his voice hissed under the celebratory tones of his parents.

Tahno had meant to pay them a solitary visit, considering he had always promised he’d go back to the swamp when he could. He’d never imagined Korra would manage to sneak along too. 

“What a purdy girlfriend you have here, sugah lump,” his mother’s accent was particularly thick and Korra couldn’t help but snicker at the nickname. 

“Don’t laugh at my mother, she’s a respected water bender in these parts!” It was true. Tahno’s mother may of had the heavy swamp tribe tone but she was no push over. She was a lean woman, with swift curves around the hips; maybe reminiscent of a common ancestry with the water tribes. She certainly flowed, with black hair that waved like the vines down to her waist and a more tanned complexion than her son’s. 

“My little sugah never told me he had a girlfriend. Then, he doesn’t get to tell us much since he moved,” she pinched Tahno’s cheek and he quickly slapped it away. 

“Now, don’t be huffy with your mother, boy. You know you ent been contacting us as much as we’d like you too,” his father was even taller than the mother, with a build not unlike Korra’s own father. Though this man was much paler; with a bush of thick black hair tied back with vine rope and the glint of a huntsman in his light eyes. 

“That’s right, sugah lump. We’ve been worried.” 

Korra tapped her fingers against the frame of her chair and had to grip slightly not to let out a laugh. It was the names, the nicknames they kept calling him that were setting her off. 

“I’m busy, I’m a pro-bender now. I have a life,” Tahno had suddenly reverted back to a spoiled teenage brat; desperately eager to stop his parents questioning. 

“We know darlin’, but we just like to know how you’re doing,” his mothers’ eyes flashed with worry as she placed a hand to his. She was certainly a beautiful woman to say the least.

“I know I should probably come home more than I do.”

“That’s right, my little swamp-cutie. Did I tell you about the time he tried to bend some vines and ended up whipin’ himself?” Tahno’s mother suddenly leaned over towards Korra.

“Not a word, Uh-vatar. Not a word.”

Anonymous asked: Broh prompt- The Fire Ferrets new Firebender has got a serious case of Pentapox and Bolin desperately needs Iroh to sub in for the match; to which he grudgingly agrees. GO!:D

“Just this one match, I promise,” Bolin kissed Iroh’s cheek.

It had been a rough week for the new Fire Ferrets. The team obviously wasn’t ever going to be as good as when Korra and Mako were playing, and in all honestly they’d lost a lot of fans because of the split, but they managed. However, the last week had been a hard one. They’d barely qualified and now the resident firebender had decided to drop out because of a rather severe case of pentapox. 

“I suppose, this once,” Iroh sighed. He wasn’t overly keen on the idea, especially since his work load with the united nations had been piling on his desk of late. Not to mention, did he really have the time? He still hadn’t seen to the re-stocking of his ship in the bay. 

Bolin peppered his jawline with kisses and stopped just at the corner of his mouth. 

“I’ll make it worth your while later,” he smiled and gave him one last kiss on the lips. Iroh shifted and placed his hands either side of Bo’s hips. There was no harm in being a little late back to the ship.