sons of earth

taotrooper  asked:

Because I want this written down and posted for posterity. Headcanons about the five tribes' sense of humor?

Fire Tribe: put on an act, they fucking love that. spin some plates on a stick, juggle things that shouldn’t be juggled, pie someone in the face. it’s all A++ to them (Tae-jun would make a great comedian, he’s drunkenly considered making that an alternative job is being the chief’s son doesn’t work out)

Earth Tribe: pranks. pranks everywhere. anyone from the earth tribe should not be trusted with anything because they will make fun of you for it. you’ll wake up at least once a week to all your things being strung up just out of your reach. earth tribe is an asshole.

Water Tribe: literally the most sarcastic tribe.  half the time Soo-won doesn’t know if Joon-gi is joking because he delivers all his jokes with such a monotone. but he always speaks with something of a monotone. so what is the answer? nobody knows.

Wind Tribe: dark humor. fall off your horse? you’re dead now. someone handed you the wrong drink? your wife will miss you. they’re also pun masters. Hak once tried to entertain the group with puns. It was the worst night ever (until Zeno showed him up because holy shit)

Sky Tribe: ?????? we just don’t know. there’s only, like, 4 characters from the sky tribe and they’re all in misery. kusanagi i need answers.

“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic.”

Happy birthday, Mr. Jarmusch.

Read J. Hoberman’s essay on where it all began: STRANGER THAN PARADISE.

Look through polaroids of Tom Waits, John Lurie, and Roberto Benigni while filming DOWN BY LAW.

Or watch Jim talk about musicians, filmmaking, Robert Mitchum, and the Sons of Lee Marvin.

I don't know why... but I really want a crossover between this two:

Just imagine it…




And, idk… 



Plus: both of them have hot springs/onsen

So like i don’t mind Prince Lance being Allura’s brother

but like imagine if he was from another kingdom on the planet.  A rival kingdom they have high tensions with so set up an arranged marriage between the two that neither was happy with?  (Lance enjoying being free to flirt with Allura without it actually meaning anything, without Allura pretending to giggle while glaring holes into his head)

A kingdom they had a good trades relationship with?

A smaller kingdom that Alfor’s thought was ‘beneath them’ and ‘needed enlightment and to be taught proper civil ways’

A kingdom not so happy with Alfor having a powerful weapon like Voltron and demanding assurances it won’t be used against them (causing the arranged marriage, or maybe an arranged marriage to Lotor since his father in the head of Voltron, or maybe causing Lance to become the blue paladin).

i just really love the idea of Lance being altean royalty with a more interesting connection to Allura than family, you know?

Thranduil: Legolas, you are growing into such a handsome elf.

Legolas: Thank you, Dad. Now what did you do now?

Thranduil: Really, Legolas, you are too suspicious. I know we live in a perilous world and trust is hard to come by, but I am your father. You have known me all your life.

Legolas: I know, Dad. You have been a wonderful and giving father. What did you do?

Thranduil: Nothing.

Legolas: Dad?

Thranduil: What?

Legolas: Stop it.

Thranduil: I signed you up for summer camp. You get to go on a hike to a large volcanic mountain to throw a piece of jewelry inside. Sounded like something you’d enjoy. I hear there will be lots of orcs and oliphants to kill. You love that. If you don’t die, don’t forget to write.


“Are you ready?”

You turn your head to the side and face Legolas, smiling at his question. “Are you, old friend?”

One side of his mouth twitches up in a smile, and he spurs his horse out of line to follow closely behind Aragorn. You grip your reins tighter and follow the elf, your smile running away from your face. The stress of the past two days is starting to wear you down. To wear all of you down.

“(y/n).” Aragorn’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. “Ride with me.”

Pressing your leg a little firmer into your horse’s side, you trot and pass Legolas to ride next to Aragorn. On Aragorn’s other side is King Theoden, who stares grimly ahead, probably worrying about the women and children in the tunnels. Or Gimli and the soldiers he sent up to the tower to blow the horn.

You’re leg occasionally brushes Aragorn’s because the two of you are riding so close together. The path ahead is narrow, and you stare straight ahead, contemplating the battle ahead of you and the possible fate of Helms deep and all of its people. You’ve never been so wary to ride into battle, yet so eager to protect and serve.

Aragorn reaches over and takes your arm. “We’re in this together until the end, (y/n).”

You nod, but keep looking ahead. “I know.” His hand falls away and after a couple of moments, you turn to face him with a playful smirk. “You would not abandon me now, would you brother?”

The corner of his mouth twitches up, and you see Legolas smile fully behind the both of you. “Of course not,” Aragorn replies.

The rest of the ride is silent, and when you reach the gate, the only sound is the thousands of orcs moving and screaming on the other side. A wave of nerves washes over you, and you draw your sword from the sheath attached to your saddle. Noticing your hand shaking, you squeeze the blade’s hilt harder to still yourself.

Two brave, older men walk forward silently and begin to take down the barricade.

Your instincts are screaming at you to turn around: An instinct you’ve ignored your whole life. Gripping your sword even tighter, you take a deep breath to calm yourself. You’ve ridden into battle dozens of times, so why are you so on edge for this one? You don’t know.

But with Legolas’s confident and calming presence behind you and your brother by your side, that sinking feeling goes away and is replaced by adrenaline. Suddenly, the gates are open, and sunlight streams in as you ride to end the Battle of Helms Deep.

You know what? I’m going to call attention to the fact that Stiles knows Scott’s howl. 

Originally posted by realteenwolf

It’s something that isn’t talked about much because everyone sees him as part of the pack (and he is), but that’s what’s incredible because he’s not like the Liam, Kira, Lydia and the others; he’s not bonded to Scott through supernatural abilities and loyalties to the alpha.

So how can he tell whether it’s Scott or just another wolf?

Because of their bond.

Originally posted by thealpha

He’s a human who spends every day around supernatural creatures, but he knows Scott’s howl above all others because his friendship with Scott is unbreakable and nothing can come between them: 

Not the Nogitsune, 

Originally posted by i-am-teen-wolf-trash

Not Theo, 

Originally posted by nervousnotion

Not the Ghost Riders/Wild Hunt.

Originally posted by fytwolf

Or even Scott himself (on full moons)

Originally posted by we-must-be-killers98

Nothing comes between them.

They are brothers.

Originally posted by khylinrhambo

Stiles, a human with no loyalty to Scott or need to follow because he’s an alpha, is a true enough friend that he is and always has been part of Scott’s pack. 

That’s what’s incredible: their bond.

Kalsang – “Good fortune”

  • 16 Years Old (Born 190 AG, Year of the Tiger)
  • Parents: Jinora & Kai
  • Home: Eastern Air Temple / Southern Air Temple mostly
  • Personality: ENFP
    • Free Spirit
    • Charming
    • Independent
    • Energetic
    • Curious
    • Observant
    • Distracted
  • Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw / Hufflepuff