Korra: A Summary
I love Korrasami not only because it happened with two characters who I would have never thought would end up together at the beginning but because it’s such a simple non-overdramatic and beautifully fitting relationship for the two characters. Watching Korra and Asami’s relationship grow from that friendship that you have where you consider the person a friend but have really no connection with to the omg where have you been all my life friendship to slowly falling in love with each other and eventually making it official and “live happily ever after” just made gush every second I saw them together. It’s such a rare thing to see in any kind of show and even rarer when it’s two main female characters.
So… I’m back (soon)
((Hey guys! After coming back for short periods and then disappearing for the past few months, I think I’m finally ready to come back. Honestly, I’ve missed writing Korra. Writing her makes my day 500 times better… And god knows I need something to cheer me up lately since everything in my life has pretty much been going to shit recently.
But anyway I’m planning on getting back on here on Friday or Saturday. I edited my theme and everything today so at least that’s done and ready for when I decide to start writing again :D))
((*slides on this account after being gone for forever* Why the hell do I still have over 2,700 followers?
No replies today I’ll make a post either later today or tomorrow about all this but yes I’m coming back))
Secrets (CorporalBolin)
No no…nonono…no this can’t be happening! NO! This is just some sick, twisted dream! I’m living a nightmare. That lurid image of Mako’s hand print accompanied by countless cuts and scars threatened to make Bolin throw up. Each little cut stood out to him eliciting a line of thoughts about the story behind them. There was absolutely no way that what he had seen was reality. Bruises brought on by a fight or maybe because she did something he didn’t approve of. Nothing like the Mako he knew…the one he loved and admired. Used to admire. Was that dried blood or just another burn? Korra looked so pained and hurt underneath the unnatural calm. Her eyes showed it all. It made him even queasier given the circumstance because that meant Mako had really torn her up. She had been hiding this for spirits knows how long. Bolin’s thoughts were going thousands of miles fast and in all different directions. How do I even talk about this? How do I help her? Do I confront Mako? Am I supposed to forget this happened? Should I tell Lin about this? Would anyone other than Korra even believe this?
Unbeknownst to himself Bolin had gone rigid and was staring at Korra blankly as if she wasn’t even there. Surroundings began to blur as each long second dragged by. He wasn’t seeing her or the scattered groups of people walking along the trails. Nothing. Mako was consuming everything right then.Korra’s voice threw him out of his downward spiral of thoughts.
“Okay.” He managed in a constricted whisper, “You have to tell me everything. Where should we go?”
Clearly they couldn’t have this discussion in public. Nobody, especially the media, had to know about this that much was clear. Currently Bolin didn’t even know if he had the right to know. No doubt he wasn’t supposed to know. In the recesses of his mind he wished he could drag her to the police station—to Lin’s office—and scream about the horrors Mako had done to Korra. Exhibit each and every bruise as a reason to make sure Korra would never ever have to be touched by him again. When he and Mako were alone he’d take it up with him and protect Korra at all costs. In the forefront of his mind Bolin just wanted to bring her to a secluded area and hug her and comfort her. He’d push away his current emotions to support his friend.
Where could they go…? That was the question. Nowhere seemed private enough for a conversation about this. Nowhere seemed secluded enough, sheltered enough for this. Nowhere. Everywhere she thought of there could be the chance of someone overhearing something, or seeing something, and the thought of this information getting out… Oh, the press would have a field day. How can an Avatar who can’t even protect herself against her boyfriend protect the rest of the world? Why should they leave the world in her care when she can’t even take care of herself? The press would go wild, and that was the last thing Korra ever wanted. This had to be dealt with and discussed quietly, where word wouldn’t get out.
There was only really one option that Korra could think of that would give Bolin and her complete isolation. Bolin and Mako’s apartment. Not that she wanted to go there, since it was the site where most of the abuse had taken place, but… There really weren’t any other options. Mako would be out all day working, so thankfully there was no chance of him popping in. The thought of sitting in the living room was nauseating to her at the same time, though… Whenever she went into that apartment it was accompanied with memories of things Mako had done to her… She would just have to deal with it. Hesitantly she said, “Your apartment… It’s the only place in this damn city where there’s no risk of press or eavesdropping…”
Silently, she stood. Her arms were wrapped around her, practically hugging herself. Thanks to the fact that they were going to the apartment, she felt like she was going to vomit. Her whole body was also shaking, like it was freezing cold outside when in reality it wasn’t. There was this tight feeling in her chest… Part of her just wanted to break down crying, the other half was so busy holding herself together… Korra was, quite literally, a mess at the moment.
#i love that asami is wearing a special outfit#like how well did they plan korra’s little ‘letting of steam’-sparring#korra probably went ‘asami im pissed THE FUCK OFF’#and asami apparently was like ‘k brb gettin my sparring garb w/ matching pads’#idek it just feels really nerdy to me and obvsly they were made for each other (via shineystars)
nerds<3
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Compassionate Korra
this what we call the “i’m willing to just sit with nothing but an unconscious korra and my own thoughts for however long is necessary if it means i can be here for her and watch over her in order to provide whatever support she might require” look, also known in some circles as “unconditional devotion”, or alternatively, “girl ilysm”
((Yes I have! All the schools I’m really considering are in Massachusetts. Boston University is my top choice at the moment.))
((2,660 and I have no idea how that happened))
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