Private Lessons
okay it’s short and it sucks but here is my contribution…. fluffy and not full of sex because that’s just not my cup of tea.
Tah(n)orra Party!!
It all started with a glance.
She peered over Bolin’s shoulder as he loudly slurped his noodles to find a pair of mysterious, gray eyes locked on the space behind her head. She looked over her shoulder—nothing. She squeezed her eyes shut out of annoyance. Of course, the stranger was staring at her.
Right. I’m the Avatar. I almost forgot.
Korra could not bring herself to tear her gaze from those eyes, his eyes, with irises gleaming like reflections of the moon in the ocean. Combined with his vampire-white skin and dark, flowing hair, they should have alarmed her, but she hardly felt more than a chill. His wiry form, his smooth face, and that satisfied smile, as if he enjoyed her reciprocated stares. The sight of those two gorgeous women at his side sent a pang of jealousy through her heart. True, Bolin was nice and funny, but he did not possess that eerie, reality-shattering aura.
When he stood up, he brushed the girls aside and moved with surprising grace. Her heart pounded with excitement, anticipation, and a hint of fear.
Mesmerized by his gait as he approached her, Korra attempted to heed Bolin’s warning, but failed miserably. She was torn between her fixation on his unsettling behavior and her disgust at his gall, his expression. And that voice!
For a moment, she almost wished she had accepted his offer of “private lessons,” if only to hear him speak, or perhaps to intimidate him with her water bending. His audacity at such a remark!—but she also remembered the smoothness, the temptation in his tone. Why did she react so strongly to such small gestures? Maybe it was her lack of experience. After all, before she came to RepublicCity, she had no admirers but Howl, and then she was bombarded with distractions from men and so many confusing feelings. It seemed her naivety made her vulnerable to almost and man’s attentions, but why did it have to be him?
Korra shivered at the memory of his face, so close to hers. His proximity made his body heat brush against hers in a ghost touch. Though they never made contact, she felt the way his lips parted when he spoke and every slight readjustments of his stance. Rather than uncomfortable, she felt on fire. Was it her anger or her attraction? That second meeting before his match only made her want to hate him more, but she could not resist those eyes and could not help but melt at his voice, even as he insulted her.
The question repeated in her mind. What made that man, of any she could find, so infuriatingly appealing?
Even as she sent a jet of water through his picture, confusion swept through her brain. So distracted, so captivated, so disgusted. Perhaps she would be granted a glance at his body if she sent him careening into the pool…
xinnyx submitted: Sauve Devils by XinNyx
AND MY LOVE FOR FEDORAS GROWS!! THIS IS SIMPLY FANTASTIC! EVERYONE, GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR XINYX’S EPICNESS!! :D
korra + fedoras = everything i love
I used DollDivine to make the cover because I’m lazy BUT HERE IT IS.
Sarina and I just threw together some lyrics and now we have our Kawaii Shoujo Legend of Korra theme song. There will probably be more of them popping up everywhere (unless the fandom moves on to the next big crazy thing) but I wanted to do this one really quick. If you hear any background noises then it must be my grandpa watching TV. He listens to it with the volume turned up all the way half the time.
Kawaii Korra Theme Song
FIGHTING AMON BY MOONLIGHT
LOVE TRIANGLES BY DAYLIGHT
NEVER RUNNING FROM ANY FIGHT
SHE’S THE ONE CALLED THE AVATAR
SHE WILL NEVER TURN HER BACK ON HER FRIENDS
SHE IS ALWAYS THERE TO PRO-BEND
SHE IS THE ONE ON WHOM YOU CAN DEPEND
SHE IS THE ONE NAMED THE AVATAR
KAWAII MAKO
KAWAII BOLIN
KAWAII PABU
KAWAII ASAMI
WITH ELEMENTS THAT SHE HAS TO LEARN
SHE IS THE ONE NAMED THE AVATAR
FIGHTING AMON BY MOONLIGHT
LOVE TRANGLES BY DAYLIGHT
WITH HER KAWAII SCOUTS TO HELP FIGHT
SHE IS THE ONE NAMED THE AVATAR
SHE IS THE ONE NAMED THE AVATAR
SHE IS THE ONE
AVATAR
MADI OMG
MADI WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? WHAT. HAVE. YOU. DONE?
whatever it is the kids are calling it these days; aka first date tahnorra that is actually going to become part of a series now skjfbksdf it is part one.
lsdgnsdjklfgnsdjklfn crap did you guys see the new clip dskfjbsjkfls i did it was magnificent and i actually started writing this yesterday and i thought i made tahno ooc but sldnfsdjklf whatever i think he’s sufficiently in character now sdlfnsjkf
this is going to be a verse
i know it is
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nathalieeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Okay, so this takes place post-series, so eventually, it’s going to be AU.
anyway, korra is eighteen here and we don’t know how old tahno is, so i made him the same age as mako. so he’s nineteen in this.
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It was right after her second pro-bending championship finals that Tahno approached her.
“No, really, you guys keep the cash,” Korra was saying to Mako and Bolin, her hands gripping the championship cup. “I’ll just keep the trophy; it’s a fair trade. Besides, you need the money and I—” She paused when she realised that both boys’ eyes weren’t on her, but rather, behind her. “Guys?”
“What do you want?” Mako’s voice was harsh, addressing over Korra’s shoulder.
From behind her, Korra could hear the smooth velvet of the other Waterbender’s voice, “My business is with the Avatar; not you.” As Korra turned around to face the dark-haired man, said dark-haired man’s lips quirked into a sardonic smile. “Congratulations, Korra.”
“Uh, thanks.” Korra said awkwardly, averting her gaze. Other than the usual exchange of insults and veiled threats/sexual innuendoes, they never really talked since she had found a way to restore his bending last year. “…is that it?”
“No,” Tahno was pointedly ignoring Mako and Bolin’s curious (and distrusting) gazes; his silver eyes were focused solely on Korra’s own sapphire-blue eyes. “I was wondering if you’d do me the honor of having dinner with me, sometime next week?”
i ship this so hard now
Mean girls trailer.
This is fliping perfect
reblog forever!! :Di cant fucking breathe right now
i cant stop laughing
omg this
EVERYONE WATCH THIS NOW
I CAN’T I CAN’T I CAN’T I CAN’T I CAN’T HOLY SHIT I NEED AIR AND I CAN’T FIND ANY SOMEONE HELP MEEEEE.
I CAN’T.
THIS IS PERFECTION.
Bad Luck Brian
Besides Gyarados, I’ve only encountered two. One was a Wurmple and I had no Pokeballs. The other was a *drum roll please* Bidoof.
My only shiny is a Bidoof.
The Aftermath, Episode 1x07 Preview Clip: A Fallen Pro-Bender
NO TAHNO MY BABY YOUR BENDING ISN’T GONE.
I REFUSE TO BELIEVE
See, now, I couldn’t choose what to splice with Exeggutor. I contemplated it for a while and decided to just consult the random number generator. This is what the robots gave me to work with:
Latias. Alright.
Toxicroak. Fair enough. But then!
Yup. Arceus.
Exlatoxeus. You’re welcome Internet.
Is it just me or does the name sound like a kind of laxative?
“I’m gonna knock Tahno’s stupid hair off of his stupid head!” Korra yelled as she stormed into the practice room.
Asami, who was standing next to Mako, looked over at Korra and her flushed face, “Korra, you always say that. He’s your boyfriend; shouldn’t you be nicer?”
“Ha!” Neither of them noticed how Mako’s expression darkened as Korra continued, blue eyes narrowed and hands in the air as she stomped around, “Nicer! Maybe someone should try telling him that! He’s always flirting with girls in front of me! He’s not considerate of my feelings at all!”
“Maybe he likes making you jealous,” Bolin offered from the corner where he was teaching Pabu new tricks.
“Why the hell would he need me to get jealous?!” Korra snarled. “It’s ridiculous! No, I’m gonna knock his stupid hair off of his stupid head!”
“Maybe sometimes, a guy needs reassurance,” came a smooth drawl from behind her.
“Reassurance?” Korra whirled around, coming face to face with the object of her anger. She stomped up to him, pressing unnecessarily close, and prodding his chest with her index finger. “What would you need reassurance for? You look like…” She gestured wildly, “…you, and you have girls drooling after you and even some guys! Why would you need reassurance?”
Asami began ushering both Bolin and Mako out, ignoring their protests and chastising them for not giving Tahno and Korra their privacy.
“I’m just a guy from the Swamp, and you’re the Avatar,” Tahno said quietly, touching Korra’s cheek, “You’re not exactly ugly, darling,” He leaned down close to her face, his breath tickling her nose when he spoke, “You do the math.”
“Oh, shut up.” Korra rolled her eyes, pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss.
When they parted, Tahno flashed her a smile, “So, still gonna knock my stupid hair off my stupid face, sweet thing?”
“You bet I am,” Korra flashed him a cheeky smile, “Pretty boy.”
Why do I ship this like burning now?
IT’S ABOUT DAMN TIME KATRINA
I GUESS IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME. I ALWAYS CRACK SHIPPED IT. BUT NOW I KIND OF ACTUALLY SHIP IT FOR REAL?
HELP.
In my head, this was never a crackship.
IT WAS ALWAYS REAL.
What if Hiroshi is an Equalist, but Asami can’t get herself to follow Amon, and gets caught up between her boyfriend and her father?????
oh man i could see some Romeo/Juliet moments there.
maybe enough to make me ship masami? … maybe.
